Sleep didn’t come easy for little Jason that night. He tried valiantly to escape the confines of his friend’s shoe, but nothing he tried was able to set him free. The sock was too heavy, and he too small. Eventually he gave up trying, walking deep into the toe section of her giant shoe, curling up in a damp area in the bowl shape made by one of her toes. The scent of old shoe and dried grime forced its way into his nose with every inhale, but eventually he was able to suppress his urge to vomit. Eventually, sleep did come.

“Ugh…” the giant moaned, her phone buzzing on the table next to her. She flopped over, grabbing it, bringing the screen before her and reading the message that had been displayed. She had forgot, Amber had wanted to go to the gym early today.

With another moan the girl pushed herself out of bed, knowing her cousin well enough to realize she wasn’t going to stop texting until this happened. “Where are my shoes?” she asked, looking around the disgustingly cluttered room. She then saw her old workout footwear and reached for them, grabbing one by the heel and dragging it across the room. It was only when she removed the sock that she remembered.

“Crap, wrong ones,” she muttered, grabbing the new gym shoes she had so recently purchased. The ones that had so far resisted her foot stench. Perhaps that would be remedied today.

“What the hell!” Jason screamed, pushing himself off of the moist insole after being violently thrown about. But his anger subsided when he saw the absence of Carly’s sock. Once again fresh air was allowed into his prison, and he could see the light of day.

Without wasting a moment, the tiny boy started running towards the heel, his eyes peeled skywards as the giant figure of his friend came into view. “Damn,” he said, looking up at the giantess, remembering only then the true difference in their size. He really was no more than a bug.

But a bug with an escape plan. He could already see a section near the heel where the fabric had been worn enough to climb. All he had to do was submit her shoe before Carly left for the gym.

By the time he reached the lip the shrunken boy was tired and out of breath, the nearly three inch climb proving more than he had expected. He was panting, his nude body sticky with sweat, and with no end to the exercise in sight. He had climbed her shoe, that didn’t mean he was safe.

“Ah!” he screamed as the ground shook violently under him. He then turned, seeing another massive shoe only a few inches away. His gaze then rose, first to a pristine ankle devoid of hair, then to a sexy leg covered with only the tightest of workout shorts, to a firm butt, then a large chest, and finally a titanic face miles above. Carly was standing over him like a titan above an insect. “God damn,” Jason said, the true difference truly being shone. Suddenly he was having second thoughts about his plan. There was no way a goddess like her would ever see a microbe like him.

But he had to try. Jason looked for his next route, finding only the giantess’ shoes. It wasn’t the safest option, probably was the stupidest, but it was the only one he could think of. Putting the thoughts of his tiny body crushed under a pair of Nikes out of his mind, Jason leapt onto Carly’s new shoes, desperately grabbing at her laces when he came down.

The instant he did so he felt the shoe lift into the air, smashing back to earth with a jarring impact only a moment later. He needed to move fast if he wanted to stay in his position; the mear impact of her steps would smash his body to pulp if he didn’t find something.

Then he saw the answer. The knot in Carly’s laces. If he could just reach them he could be firmly strapped in. He just needed to crawl to them. But then he felt himself pressed into her shoe as the girl went to take another step. The impact felt harder this time, his arms already hurting with the effort needed to hang on. Yet he forced himself to continue forward, making his way to the only safe place he could see in this entire world.

It took many a terrible step, but eventually Jason was able to wedge himself between his friend’s shoe laces and the hard fabric below them. It was still a bumpy ride, each step coming to a sudden start and jarring halt, but at least it was livable. If fact, it was sort of comfy once he moved around a bit. He was safe, protected by the massive laces, and looking up at the amazing sight of a gigantic girl as she went about her day. The entire seen was amazing, and tantalizingly erotic.

Eventually Carly went outside, getting into Amber’s car and resting her feet soundly on the floor. Jason was finally given a break from the constant steps, free to fully enjoy the moment. It was an interesting situation he found himself in. Above him, two of his best friends chatted carelessly as they drove to the gym, completely unaware of the tiny little stowaway at their feet.

It was a feeling Jason had never had, one that he always dreamed of. This was exactly what his fantasies centered around, something that he had always dreamed about but only now became reality. He was still in a dangerous situation, one that very well could result in the end of his life, but that was no reason to ignore such an opportunity.

He reached down to his waist, feeling his already rock hard erection. Yep, this was going to be a fun car ride.

“Wow,” Jason said, staring up in marvel at the giant world around him. Carely had just taken her first steps into the gym, waves of new stimulation hitting him all at once. He could smell the scent of people drenched in sweat, felt the impacts on the ground, stared up at the tremendous bodies that towered above him. Before he shrunk most of these people had looked huge. Now though, at the size of an insect, they turned into ancient titans with strength greater than Jason could even think possible.

“So, what do you want to do first?” Carly said, turning to her cousin, her feet stopping momentarily.

“I don’t know, what day is it?”

“Is it leg day?”

“I don’t know. Lets just warm up with some cardio.”

“Treadmill?”

Jason’s danger senses made him take notice of the conversation above him. “Wait, don’t go running…” he said lightly, knowing that such vigorous actions would not end well for him.

“Definitely the treadmill.” Carly started walking towards the machine, each of her footfalls jarring little Jason as he tried to think of a plan. Her laces softened some of the impact of her steps, but they would do nothing if the giantess started to run. He needed to escape and get somewhere safe. Desperately he tried to wiggle out from the knot, but it proves tighter than he expected. The giant had already made it to the machine by the time he popped out.

Then Carefully pressed a few buttons, the treadmill starting. “No!” Jason shouted as he felt Carly’s shoe rise into the air again, slowly building up speed as the treadmill started to run. “I need to-” he was cut off by a sudden violent impact, one of such force that it caused him to lose his grip. Suddenly Jason was flying into the air, kicked off his cousin’s giant shoe.

He rolled on the ground for a second, recovering just in time to see a shadow over him. “Ah!” he screamed, Carly’s running shoe slamming into the treadmill only an inch from his position. The treadmill continued, pushing him further under the giantess.

Thinking only that he needed to escape the situation, Jason stood up and started running, desperately trying to outpace the giant girl and failing miserably. By the time she took another step he had barely covered any distance, the slow pace of the treadmill lining him up perfectly with girl’s next step.

“Wait, Carly!” Jason shouted, fear gripping him as the giant’s sole lifted over head. He could make out the details of her shoe perfectly in that horrible moment. Her shoe was new enough that it hadn’t been tarnished or discolored, the undersole remaining its natural white, with its treads fresh and deep. The section near her toe was a waffled design, with thick squares of rubber that would crush anything that came under them. The section near her heel was slightly different, with a spot towards the center that was raised off the ground. A zigzag pattern around it that would offer no safety though. Really, if any spot but the heel came down upon him - or any bug, really - he would be crushed instantly, a bloody spot under his cousin’s shoe.

So desperately he leapt backwards, praying that he could make it to her heel before the shoe crashed down upon him. There was one downside to his plan, however. In the brief instant he had to make his decision, Jason failed to see the thick glob of gum that had been glued to Carly’s sole. It was this pinkish mass that filled the crevasse at her heel, and it was this blob that smashed right down onto Jason.

As Carly went to take another step Jason’s thoughts quickly turned from, “Yes, I’m alive!” to, “Crap, I’m stuck!” He was ripped into the sky then, adhered to the underside of the girl’s shoe, watching in terror as the ground rapidly rose to meet him. He slammed to a halt only the slightest distance above it, the sheer impact almost making him puke.

But that wasn’t the end of the torture. For nearly twenty minutes Carly continued to walk on the treadmill, completely focussed on her workout, never bothering to think there might be a tiny man on the bottom of her foot.  

By the time she stepped off the machine, panting and exhausted, Jason had vomited the complete contents of his stomach, his hair a mess, most of it stuck in the glob of gum, his body aching, his bones on the verge of snapping. But, he was still alive.

“Damn, that was good,” Carly said, grabbing a small towel and wiping off most of the sweat that covered her.

“Yeah, a fun start,” answered Amber. “What do we do next?”

“Take a break,” Carly instantly said, walking over to the mirror. “Some of us aren’t so fitness crazed as you.” She grabbed her cell phone on the way, swiping a bit until she came to the camera.

“What are you doing?” Amber asked, walking next to her friend as she started playing around with the settings.

“Trying to find a good filter.”

“Sepra?”

“Everyone does sepra.”

Jason, still on the bottom of the giant’s shoe, was trying to rip himself from the gum, finally finding a moment when Carly wasn’t moving. He tried to pull out his arms first, thick strands of the pink mess gripping to his limbs with every movement. Eventually he was able to tear away most of his upper body, grabbing on to the rubber of her sole and pulling himself the rest of the way off.

“Thank god,” he said as Carly lifted her foot, the sole sailing away from him. For a moment he just stayed on the ground, panting, trying to mend his hurt body. He wanted to puke, both from the powerful smell and the motion, but nothing was in his stomach. He wanted to keel over and die, but that would be counter intuitive.

“Here we go,” Carly said happily, striking a pose in front of the mirror and readying her camera.

Jason jumped as her shoe slammed into the ground terribly close to him. He then turned around, facing the mirror, only then realizing that Carly had her camera out. Maybe, just maybe, if he moved around enough she could see him in the picture. “Carly!” he started shouting, waving his hands and jumping as much as his body would allow him. “I’m down here! Look at your feet! Come on, please!”

“That was a good one,” Carly said, turning to get another angle.

Jason stopped then, realizing that Carly was moving. He turned back,trying to follow the path of her foot as it moved, realizing too late that it was about to slam down directly on him. He couldn’t move fast enough, his body refused to. He couldn’t think of a plan, he was exhausted. He couldn’t do anything as Carly’s terribly huge shoe hovered over him once again.

The sole loomed above his head, as beautiful as it was deadly, glob of gum and all. If this was how it was going to end, if this was how he died, at least he could be happy that it was under such a beautiful giantess.

Her shoe smashed down then, crashing into the earth with an unparalleled force, shaking the entirety of the floor. For an instant Jason was aware of the pain radiating through his body, an instant where he could feel his arms shattering, his legs breaking into thousands of pieces, his stomach bursting open and his guts exploding to coat the inner parts of Carly’s treads. It was possibly the most painful thing he had experienced, but it was also the most sensual. Carly, his friend, had finally crushed him. TIny Jason died with a smile on his face, the giant not even aware that she crushed a bug.

“Definately a great picture,” Carly said, moving for another one.

“Alright, I’ll see ya tomorrow!” Carly called from her doorstep, waving as her friend drove off. Exhausted from the workout, with most of Jason’s carcass wiped off her shoe, the giant walked over to her couch, flopping onto the supportive cushions. “At least I can check out some of those pics.”

She turned on her camera, scrolling through the images until she came to the ones she wanted. Yep, she looked damn good. She should probably post these, but not right now. She was too tired from everything Amber had put her through. It was just murder.

Then she stopped, her eyes looking at a tiny grouping of pixels near her foot. “What, was there a bug in the gym?” She started to zoom in, the picture steadily growing larger. “That's an interesting looking bug,” she said, her camera at the maximum zoom. “Funny it actually looks a little bit like…” she trailed of, something clicking in her mind. “No, it couldn’t be.” She looked harder, trying to find something that would confirm her insane suspicions.

The bug looked almost like Jason. “No, it can’t be.” She started to laugh, swiping the photo to the next one in line. Immediately she tried to find the bug on the ground. It took her only seconds to spot the red splash on the floor. “Crap,” she said allowed, scrolling to the next photo and seeing a healthy pool of blood where the insect had been.

“Damn, sorry Jason,” she said, looking at the picture. “I guess that's what you get for stealing my shoes.” With a grin she continued on to the next picture, putting the tiny man out of her mind.