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Author's Chapter Notes:
For those who have read some of my other stories, you may recognize something in this one. Potential project for the future, but wanted to give a little tease now. Enjoy!

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The end of the semester was approaching and Lucy was still several thousand dollars short of payment. If she wasn't able to pay off her debt, she was going to be forced to leave. As a senior in college, that would mean the last 3 years meant nothing. Desperate for a quick buck, Lucy scanned Craigslist ads and Backpage posts in search of lucrative opportunities that would require little time. Her jaw about dropped when she read the most promising little ad that claimed it would give her up to $2000 for an hour of her time.

"Looking for a female in her 20s. Must be under 5' tall and not overweight. Must be willing to worship feet of another female, have your own worshipped among other feet related activities. No exceptions."

At 4'8 and 85 lbs, she definitely met the physical criteria, but was she really willing to put someone's feet in her mouth? The thought wasn't very appealing, but the amount of money she could make made her opinion negligible. Her degree depended on the money, not her liking of feet. That distinction made the decision easy. With a few strokes of the keyboard, Lucy responded in hopes of hearing back from the anonymous poster.

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Lucy parked her car in front of an elaborate house. Supposedly this was the location to meet for her foot worship session. Unsure of herself, Lucy double checked the address listed in the response email. Sure enough, this was the place. She hopped out of her car, both eager and fearful of the situation she was getting herself in to. What if this was just a scam to kidnap her? Suddenly she found herself doubting her decision with each step leading up to the door.

Before her thoughts got the best of her, a gentleman opened the front door. "Are you Lucy?" He asked, excited to see her. "I'm Matt."

"Yes." She responded timidly.

"You look even better in person! Come on in and we'll get started." The man wasn't terribly tall himself, probably around 5'6 or 7 she guessed.

The man led her inside to the living room where a bunch of cameras and lights were set of around the couches. It almost felt like maybe she was shooting a porno...hopefully that wasn't the case.

"Can I get you some water while we wait for your coworker?" He offered, pointing to the kitchen.

"Yeah sure, that would be great!" She answered, noting her dry mouth.

While he poured a glass of water, Lucy took a seat at a nearby couch. Her fingers fiddled against the suede material as she anxiously waited to get started. The man quickly returned and handed her a full glass. She accepted without saying anything a nervously began to sip. Maybe she should start a conversation; maybe he didn't want to talk; maybe he did. Her mind ran rampant before she finally blurted something out.

"So do you do this for a living?" She asked, genuinely curious of his response.

"Uh yeah actually. I'm her main photographer slash boyfriend so I go to all the shoots usually."

"Who?" Lucy asked. Maybe she was shooting with someone famous.

"Amazon Mikayla. You'll meet her in a sec."

That was an interesting stage name. Lucy guessed she must have been on the tall side since she was apparently an amazon. She guessed that's why they wanted someone small; shock the audience with some contrast or maybe people are in to that stuff. As her mind began imagining the amazon woman, the door near her swung open. Lucy's eyes nearly popped out of her head as she watched the tallest woman she had ever seen duck under the doorway to get in. Her heart began to race as she reevaluated the woman to actually be the tallest person she had ever seen, period. Despite her abnormal height, she had to admit this woman looked like a damn model...absolutely gorgeous and fit.

The two locked eyes for a moment, but Lucy quickly looked away, still in shock from the woman's height. Her eye level was somewhere around the woman's belly button. Mikayla kindly reached a hand out in her direction, not wanting to be rude.

"Hey I'm Mikayla."

Lucy went to shake the woman's hand but quickly realized it was much too large. Instead the amazon woman engulfed her entire hand within her own, creating a sort of disappearing act. Lucy couldn't help it, and immediately blurted out her thoughts.

"You are the tallest person I have ever seen. How fucking tall are you?" She gasped.

The tall woman laughed for a moment. "I'm 7'4''. Don't worry, I get that a lot. If it's fair to say, you may be the smallest woman I've worked with yet." Mikayla continued to squeeze Lucy's hand, almost in a display of power and dominance.

Lucy blushed, realizing how rude she had just been. This had to of been the most bizarre encounter under the most bizarre circumstances she had ever had. Maybe not for the woman whose hand was swallowing her own, but definitely for Lucy.

"So what exactly am I supposed to do?" Lucy asked, wanting to get this over with.

"Eager beaver are we? Well you read the ad. Why don't you make your way to the living room over there. I'll join you in just a moment."

Lucy hesitantly walked to the couches as though she was headed for a performance stage. She wasn't a fan of being the center of attention so it was very contradictory to be put on camera for an audience. Her slow pace to the couch allowed the amazon woman to return before she could even sit.

"Would you like a mask during the film? We'll pay an extra $500 without it." Mikayla informed her.

In her desperate pursuit of money, Lucy declined the mask enthusiastically. Mikayla threw the mask to the side before taking a seat herself. Lucy turned to face the amazon, who was now closer to her height although still taller. When Lucy had finally decided to sit when the woman barked at her.

"Lay down." Mikayla demanded, pointing to the ground. Lucy froze in surprise of her sternness. "Lay down," the woman repeated.

The petite college student slowly laid down on the white carpeted floor in front of the massive woman. Lucy's eyes wandered from Mikayla's face down to her stylish boots. She couldn't believe how huge they were. Mikayla gently set each foot on top of Lucy's small torso.

"Go ahead and remove my shoes and socks, little one. I think I'm ready for my sensual massage."

It was at that moment that Lucy realized they were recording. Mikayla was clearly in character as the dominating amazon, which Lucy guessed made her the obedient and submissive girl.

Fortunately for her, the boots had no laces, only a zipper located on the inner side of each boot. Carefully, she zipped down each of the ankle high boots and attempted to pull them off. She was at sort of an awkward angle being that the feet on her chest were perpendicular to her, forcing her to pull outward. With a little luck, she was able to pop the first boot off, leaving only the left. Lucy repeated her last attempt and managed to free the other foot after a small struggle.

"She's barely strong enough to get my shoes off. I hope her massage is better than her ability to get shoes off."

The belittling comments for the camera were a little irritating, but for the amount of money she's was making, Lucy could take a few more. In the mean time she needed to remove the two large socks that were tightly stretched over Mikayla's gargantuan feet. To her dismay, they had clearly been in there for awhile, as the silhouette of her foot could be seen by the traces of dirt and sweat that had collected on the bottom of her socks. Lucy used her small fingers to hook the back of her companion's socks, before sliding them past her heel and up her endless soles until finally freeing Mikayla's wiggling toes. She was about to repeat her work when Mikayla stopped her.

"How does it smell?" Mikayla asked, her eyes focused on the sock in hand. Lucy wasn't sure what to respond with. Obviously she wasn't smelling the sock...was she supposed to, she wondered. Mikayla snatched the sock from Lucy using her long dexterous toes and pressed it against her cute little nose. "I asked how does my sock smell?"

The scent of her sock was subtle and hardly noticeable, although there was definitely a trace of sweat and lotion mixed in. The aroma turned out to be surprisingly arousing so Lucy played along, making an audibly whiff.

"Mmm. They smell tasty."

"Tasty? I may just let you have a sample if you do a good job."

Mikayla's feet hovered dangerously close to Lucy's face, with her toes fanned out. Lucy took the moment to remove Mikayla's other sock, leaving two bare soles in view. As repulsed as she was to be under someone's feet, Lucy couldn't help but notice how well cared for Mikayla's feet were. She couldn't even spot a callous on them as she reached out to grab a foot. The soft nature of her skin was unparalleled; how did she manage to keep them so soft. Lucy found herself admiring the woman's feet as her thumbs kneaded up and down the length sole. For several minutes, Lucy rotated between the amazons's left and right foot, splitting the time evenly between the two. Mikayla had gone quiet with her head leaned back and her eyes closed; obviously Lucy was doing it right.

Now she was gaining confidence in her massaging ability and began to experiment a bit more. She ran her fingers between Mikayla's toes; for a moment it almost looked like they were holding hands. Mikayla's foot gave a gentle squeeze in response. Matt was up close and filming the whole scene. Obviously there were people that enjoyed this stuff, unaware to Lucy.

"Your hands are so small! Put both up against my foot." Mikayla suggested.

Lucy was curious herself about the size of her foot. Her hands were absolutely dwarfed by the amazonian foot. She lined the bottom of her hand to the heel of her foot before stacking her other hand on the tip of her fingers. Even with both hands, Mikayla's foot was still a couple inches longer, causing a small snicker from the giant woman.

"Now are you ready to worship my big ol' feet? All 14 inches of them."

Lucy had just acquainted herself to massaging this woman's feet and now she wanted her to be even more intimate. It didn't seem like she had much of a choice as the amazon of a woman stood over her. Lucy watched as Mikayla lifted a foot, hovering the massive ped above her face, eclipsing anything else in view. Her long toes danced in the air, wiggling in anticipation. Lucy wasn't sure what was expected of her so she lifted her head slightly and puckered her lips. Gently she pecked the bottom of Mikayla's big toe.

Mikayla laughed at the minimal efforts of her smaller counterpart to worship her feet. It must have been intimidating to be under feet as large as hers, especially since Lucy was so small. In fact, if she did her math correctly, her foot was exactly a quarter of the woman's height. The thought of that made her extremely excited. It was time for little Lucy to step things up.

Nothing could prepare Lucy for the massive sole that was suddenly pressed against her face. Even with her heel stationed on Lucy's breast, Mikayla's foot easily covered the length of her face. The milky sole was surprisingly soft, molding to the contours of her face. Despite her distaste for feet, Lucy found herself admiring the well-kept feet of Mikayla. They were soft and warm, embracing her own skin with a gentle touch.

"I said worship my feet."

Mikayla's gentle nature became less so with each passing moment. Suddenly Lucy found herself being smothered and unable to breathe as Mikayla's foot began aggressively rubbing and smothering her face. Lucy attempted to grab her ankle and push, but Mikayla's overwhelming size shook off her feeble attempts.

"I want to feel my toes in your mouth, Little Lucy."

Lucy finally took the hint, and opened her mouth. Mikayla's biggest toe slid between her lips, pushing further and further until Lucy found herself nearly gagging on the large toe. The subtly salty pad turned into a lollipop for Lucy; she sucked the enormous digit knowing it would please Mikayla.

"That's a good girl. Now don’t let the rest of my foot feel neglected.”

The endless sole mashed against her pet’s face, smothering Lucy’s nose in a pungent aroma. Lucy’s tongue poked out, offering its service to the mighty Mikayla. Mikayla’s heel quickly found its mark, allowing her pet to lap at the unforgiving flesh. Then slowly, she slid Lucy’s tongue up the entirety of her sole while watching in delight as the small girl struggled beneath her foot. She could tell Lucy’s tongue was becoming dry as her tongue traveled across the length of her sole. It was quite the task for anyone, Mikayla admitted, but some erotic feeling wanted more from Lucy.

“Hope you aren’t tired yet. We just got started.”
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