Alyssa and Emily walked into the entryway of the new nail salon that had opened a couple months ago. At first glance, it was just your everyday, run-of-the-mill salon, but this one had a slightly different service. After the invention and mass production of the Dimension-Altering Device (known familiarly as the shrink ray), and the ensuing legislation regarding usage of them, businesses all around the world started taking advantage of the notion of shrunken people. The fetish communities went crazy over them for obvious reasons.
One trend was started in the big cities that involved using shrunken people to paint fingernails and toenails with much more detail than traditional manicures and pedicures had. Signing up for the job was easy, as all it took was artistic ability. The tiny nail painters, male and female alike, all had to sign two main waivers: one saying that they would control their sexual urges, should that be a fact of life for them; and one saying that they understood the dangers of being shrunken down to around 1-2 inches tall. At that size, normal body movements proved dangerous, as did things like bugs and purses.
When they walked in, Alyssa and Emily stopped at the front desk to check in.
“Good afternoon, ladies,” the receptionist said.
“Hi, we both have 1:30 reservations.”
The receptionist clicked through her computer quickly. “Alyssa and Emily?” The two nodded in agreement. “Alright, I see you both signed up for the new pedicure treatment! Have either of you had it before?” The girls both shook their heads. “Well then, you’re going to love it! Follow me.” The receptionist stood up and walked the two girls down past people going through with the traditional pedicure, and into a back room that had chairs on only one side of the room. Each chair had special boards with holders for their feet instead of footrests. No one else was in the room except for them.
“Please remove your footwear and have a seat.” Alyssa and Emily both slipped off their sandals and took their spots in the seats that she gestured to. “Since this is your first time, let me explain what’s going to happen.” She picked up a remote and activated a monitor on the wall opposite from where the girls were sitting. “Each of you will have four 2-inch-tall people assigned to you. Two of them will work on the undersides of your feet, one will work between your toes, and one will work on the nails themselves.” The screen changed to show four figures working on a foot. “Your feet will be worked on one at a time and strapped in to prevent as much movement as possible. The entire process takes longer than a normal pedicure, but your feet will be taken care of on a level that’s never been possible before.” The receptionist shut the screen off. “Any questions?”
“Yeah, um…I’m afraid that I’m going to hurt one of them.” Emily’s concern was a common one among first-timers.
“Understandable,” the receptionist replied. “Each of the tiny people know what can happen at their size and they all are 100% fine with it. We obviously don’t want anyone to get hurt, but it happens sometimes. It’s just part of the job.”
Emily and Alyssa exchanged relieved glances. “Alright, we’re ready.”
The receptionist pushed a button on a pager on her hip and dipped her head to speak into a microphone on her shirt collar. “Send out Teams One and Two.” She released the pager button and looked back at the girls. “Enjoy!”
As the receptionist left, the girls heard the sound of mechanical doors from behind and below them. They both looked towards the sound and saw tiny people walk out of each doorway, two with pull carts and two on machines that looked like the ones used to reach roofs.
“Awwww, they’re so cute!” Alyssa said. The men all looked up and waved at her as if to say “thank you for the compliment”. The ones on the mechanical rising equipment went down a little ramp to an area under the girls’ feet while the other two went to the tops of the girls’ toes.
“Excuse me, lady in the red shirt, can you hear me?” a man’s voice said.
“Oh, uh, yes I can,” Alyssa replied.
“Awesome! I’m Dave, the one in the red near your big toe.” Alyssa looked down and saw a guy waving, and she waved back. “I’m the leader for Team One. Over on your feet is Natalie, Team Two’s leader. Can both of your please lift your toes up a bit for the spacers to come in?” Both girls did as they were asked. Moments later, small dividers came up from the wood. “Great, please place your toes around them.” Once again, both girls did as they were asked. The spacers had expandable slots that pushed out slightly to give the men room to work.
“So, as Janet and the video explained, you’re each going to have two people working on the undersides of your feet and two of us up top. I’m not sure how ticklish either of you are, but our equipment may tickle a little bit. It looks like you’re both strapped in quite well, so there shouldn’t be too much movement from either of you. If at any time it gets to be too much, let us know and we’ll stop for a bit. Are you two ready?”
“Yup.”
“Definitely!”
“Alrighty, here we go!” Seconds later, both girls felt tingles come from their heels and between their toes simultaneously. The guys under their feet used buffers similar to sandpaper machines to scrape away all the hardened and dead skin, while the ones between their toes started scrubbing.
“Oh, one thing I almost forgot. Can you two please turn around the panel on the right arm of your chairs and select which designs you’d like?”
The girls did as they were asked and revealed an iPad-like touchscreen that had dozens of nail colors and designs.
“Ooo, I think I want a pink flowery design,” Alyssa said.
“I’m going with blue sparkles,” Emily added.
Dave looked down at the pad on his pull cart and noted the designs, as did the team leader on Emily’s foot. “Very nice!”
As the men worked, the two girls talked back and forth with each other about random things. Occassionally, a movement by the workers would tickle a little bit, making them flex their toes. One time, Alyssa got a jolt of excitement from the feeling of a brush right in the middle of her arch.
“Ooooh!” she cooed. Looking down, she saw that she had knocked down the two guys on her toes. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry! It just felt so good! Are you two alright?”
“We’re fine, don’t worry.”
Alyssa smiled and glanced back at Emily, who had her head back and her eyes closed. “Oh man, that felt soooo good,” Alyssa whispered.
Emily smiled without opening her eyes. “You’re finding out something that I’ve known for quite a while.”
“No, I meant it felt goooood!” Alyssa emphasized the word ‘good’ to suggest that it was turning her on.
“Yes. I know what you mean, and like I said, I’ve known for quite a while how it feels.” Emily opened her eyes and looked at Alyssa with a sly smile as she slowly drew her pointer fingernail along her crotch on top of her short-shorts, making herself slightly damp beneath her panties.
“Oh, do tell,” Alyssa replied in a sexy voice.
Emily chuckled. “Let’s just say that I’ve had my toes sucked and my soles licked more times than I can remember, and each time was better than the last.”
Alyssa took a minute to think about things related to foot worship. She sat forward and looked down at the tiny people in action around her feet. “So…how many of you tiny people have foot fetishes?” she asked.
“Lyss!” Emily quickly exclaimed. “That’s a really personal question!”
“Haha, that’s ok,” Natalie said through her headphone from Emily’s second toe. “As you can imagine, a job like this is perfect for those of us with foot fetishes. Many of us also have giantess fetishes, but there are some who don’t have either and just need the work.”
Alyssa raised an eyebrow. “Giantess? Like, some people get off on the fact that I’m super huge compared to you?”
“Yup. It’s actually quite popular,” Dave answered while Natalie applied another coat to Emily’s toes.
Alyssa chuckled and wiggled the toes on the foot that they weren’t working on. “Feeeee, fiiiii, foooo, fummmm!” she said in a deep voice.
“Really?” Emily laughed. Both girls exchanged laughs.
“So, tell me more about your foot fetish escapades.” Alyssa was not curious about it all, and Emily was happy to fill her in. The remaining time that they were getting their pedicures done was mostly spent talking about feet and giantesses.
“Wow, I guess I have some research to do,” Alyssa finally said.
“The internet’s a wonderful thing,” Emily replied. Both girls looked down at their feet and the tiny people. The ones with the high-lift equipment were driving away and the ones from their toes were putting their equipment on the carts.
“Alright ladies, we’re all done. What do you think?”
The foot straps loosened to let Alyssa and Emily lift their feet up to get a close look at the intricate designs on their toes, even their pinky toes. “Holy shit, you guys are freaking amazing!” Alyssa exclaimed.
“Damn, we’re definitely coming back here again!” Emily added.
“Glad you like it,” Dave replied. “I want to thank both of you for being great customers. And…since we’re done with you as customers, I can say this.” He looked over and saw that his team and Natalie’s team were both back behind the wall. “If either of you are interested in doing anything giantess-related…” Dave cleared his throat as if he was going to give out a big secret. “I, uh, I’d be happy to help out. My information’s on the pad that you selected your designs on.”
Alyssa and Emily both smiled as they entered Dave’s email and phone number into their phones. “We’ll keep that in mind. Thank you very much!” The girls both got up out of their chairs, slipped on their sandals, and headed back out into the main room to pay the receptionist.
“So, how was it?” Janet asked.
“It was awesome! My feet feel so amazing!” Alyssa answered.
“And our toes look fabulous!” Emily added.
“And we also learned a lot about feet and giantesses,” Alyssa continued.
Janet chuckled a little bit. “Yeah, that’s become quite a mainstream thing. I had never heard about the giantess thing until the shrink ray came about. Now, they’re even thinking of going to Hollywood with them.”
“Oooh, maybe we should try out for parts in an ‘Attack of the 50 Foot Woman’ remake!” Alyssa said.
“With your big-ass feet, no one would be safe!” Emily laughed as she thought about the idea of her and Alyssa rampaging through a city. She suddenly started to get wet again.
“Ha-freaking-ha.” The girls paid the receptionist and left the salon. As they got back to Alyssa’s car and got in, Alyssa’s mind started to think of some kinky ideas. She took out her phone and looked at Dave’s information. “You know…I bet a tiny person would feel wonderful playing with my clit.”
Emily buckled her seatbelt and looked over at Alyssa. “And I bet Dave’s already done it before.” The girls shared a sly smile as they drove off. By the time they arrived back at Alyssa’s house, Emily had already sent Dave a personal email...