Like many people these days, I’m only two inches tall.
I’m almost back at Madilyn’s apartment and the transient guy asks me for an antisquish-pill again. I gave him one this morning. This time I hand him my jacket, and he puts it on. I give him a pill and he stuffs it in his pocket. Maybe he’s going to risk it tonight and get drugs instead.
As I climb the first step to the door, I hear Madilyn’s voice far behind me. She’s talking on her phone, coming back from the gym.
She’s later than usual. By this time, the transient guy’s pill from this morning has worn off. I turn, but too late - she’s coming this way and he’s in the middle of the sidewalk, too far away for me to do anything now. She’s wearing a hoodie, knee-length yoga pants and black Nike Frees.
The guy sees the giantess and starts running, fumbling around in his pocket for the pill. He drops it, turns around to grab it but can’t find it. Madilyn’s trainers are almost on him. He falls to his knees, scrambling around with his hands.
Skkritch.
There’s a spray of blood as he’s crushed to death. Madilyn curses and stops suddenly, lifting her trainer, still talking on her phone.
“Yeah I just stepped on a little person. No, they didn’t have a squish-pill, they’re like, all over my shoe now. Yeah, it’s disgusting, why were they in the middle of the sidewalk- wait, hold on… oh, whoops… shit…
“It was Aiden. I just squished Aiden by accident. Yeah, I know because I just peeled his little jacket off the sole of my shoe. Yes, I’m sure he’s dead, a bunch of like, red goo fell out… here, I’ll send you a picture...
“...Yeah you’re right. No, I’m fine. You know, I’m actually kind of relieved, he was really starting to annoy me. And frankly, it was kind of embarrassing having a tiny boyfriend. Yeah, this is a good thing. Honestly, I should have done it a long time ago. Yep. What? You want to celebrate? Tonight? Okay let me just- oh. Shit, hold on. I’ll call you back. Bye.”
Madilyn stares at me. Then she walks over slowly, and bends down to make sure it’s me. She tries to give a disarming smile.
“Oh, hey there Aiden… how much of that did you hear?”
Fight or flight kicks in and I run. She puts her face in her hand and sighs. I don’t get very far before her giant fingers wrap around me. She looks down at me in her fist, contemplatively. Then she squeezes. Softly, then harder - experimentally. Then, hard enough that my head inflates a bit.
“Still on the squish-pill huh. When did you take it?”
I tell her. She stops squeezing, and unlocks her apartment thoughtfully.
Inside, she heads straight to the bedroom and looks around for some items. Items we used to use for fun, until she didn’t feel like it anymore. When she finds them, she puts one of them on the laminate wood tile floor, along with me. Then she stands up, arms on her hips.
“Get in your cage. I need to figure out what to do with you.”
I get in, and she locks the door behind me with the tips of her fingernails. Then she kicks her shoes off and gets in the shower. I wait in my cage.
Nearby, her Nikes are tipped on their sides, and I have a view of the man’s gory remains on the white rubber sole.
After blow-drying her hair, Madilyn comes out of the shower still naked. She stuffs the towel under the closed door of the bedroom to ensure I can’t escape. Then she puts on a bra and panties and white ankle socks, and stands over my cage again.
“I’ve decided to keep you as a slave. You won’t be able to leave because I don’t want you to call Tiny-Services on me. I won’t squash you as long you be a good little slave. Now you know that I would, if I really wanted to. Are you going to be a good little slave now?”
She lifts the ball of her foot and knocks the cage over, before resting her toes on top. I’m flung to the ground. The bars creak and bend.
“Good. This is what you’ve always wanted, isn’t it? Now clean my shoes.”
I use scraps of paper towel and a plastic bottle cap full of soapy water to clean the viscera off her shoe. I have to clean my own vomit.
Madilyn is lying on the bed, looking at her phone. I see her hand slip into her panties.
“Clean those footprints on the floor too, slave.”
Eventually I finish cleaning the floor.
“Now that you’re done that, there’s not much you’re useful to me for except to please me.”
Madilyn gets out of bed and opens a drawer in her dresser and pulls out a glass dildo. And some tape.
She straps me onto the head of the dildo. We’ve never done it like this before. It was never actually violent except for being pressed lightly under her foot.
Madilyn is already very wet as she falls into bed and slips her panties off. She puts me between her lower lips and covers me in warm cum, before sliding me up and around her clit. She moans, playing with me for a while, before putting me down and plunging me inside of her. It’s tight, hot, and soaking wet inside. She starts pumping me in and out, slowly at first, but building speed. I try to catch a breath here and there but soon it’s impossible. I’m being crushed inside of her and drowned in cum at the same time. My body starts to stretch out of shape with the pressure, my insides fill with cum and my face and head get mashed flat against her upper wall, over and over again until I pass out.
I start to reform, slowly gaining consciousness and bubbling back into shape. I’m not sure if I drowned or got my brain mushed first. I’m still taped to the dildo, but lying sideways in the bed, sticky with drying cum.
“Good, you’re awake.”
Madilyn pulls me off the dildo tape, and I stretch and snap back like a piece of gum.
She flicks me onto the floor.
I look up in time to see her socked foot step on me full weight as she gets out of bed.
“I’m going out. Pick out a pair of shoes while I shower again and get dressed.”
“I thought you would pick those. They were always your favorite.” She’s wearing a short black dress and sheer tights. She’s looking at her phone, and I think she’s filming me. In her closet facing a row of shoes, I stand in front of the Louboutins that took half a month’s paycheck for me to buy her.
“Now put these on, slave.”
I put on the tiny handcuffs she drops in front of me. We haven’t used them in a long time, but I secure them behind my back like we used to.
She steps over me and into the high heels one giant leg at a time. Still looking at me through her phone, she sits on the edge of the bed.
“Come here, slave. Faster. Now get on your knees and beg. Beg me to lick these shoes.”
I hobble over on my knees and beg and kiss them all over. She lifts the side of her shoes, allowing me to lick the soles.
“Now the bottoms. Good. Now up and down the heel. Yes. Now open your mouth and suck the heel.”
I kneel under her heel, still bound behind my back. My mouth can’t open that big, but she checks the time on her phone and then raises the tip over my kneeling body. She presses down on my face, bending me backward unnaturally and into myself. She grinds me under her heel for a bit, then reaches down with her fingernail tips and stretches my jaw out around her heel tip. My jaw bone detaches but the flesh stretches like a gummy candy. She pulls me up around the heel, as if she’s pulling on tights, and all my internal organs and bones are shoved aside. She crosses her leg so I’m suspended in the air by her thigh. Her phone camera lens is close to me.
“Look at you, all wrapped around my heel like a condom. Suck it, you little pervert. Suck on my heel.”
She squeezes her hand around my body and pumps me up down the heel like a handjob. My internal viscera begins acting like a lubricant. It’s the most indescribably painful thing I’ve experienced. I can hear the laughter in her voice.
“Fucking pathetic. Is this what you want, you disgusting little pervert?”
Eventually she slides me off and drops me on the floor in a wet lump. I start to stretch back into shape slowly, still handcuffed.
She looks at her phone down at me, and stands up. She puts one hand on her hip.
“Disgusting. You’re a tiny little worm, aren’t you? Now beg me, worm. Beg me step on you.”
I do it. I’m trembling.
“Harder. Beg your Goddess to crush you under her high heel shoe, like you’ve always dreamed of, you little insect. Beg.”
I think I’m crying.
“Aw, are you crying? Pathetic. Now get on your back.”
I submit completely. I look up at her, crying and shaking and uncontrollably erect. She moves her shoe over my body, and starts to slowly lower it. Her face is emotionless as she looks from her phone down to me. Then I can only see the red sole of her shoe.
Finally it touches me, hard and cold. Slowly she presses down on me. She pauses, but does not let up, only to press harder. Slowly and harder until my body stretches and flattens out beneath her like a gummy worm. The pressure is more than anything I have ever felt, and she holds me there, stretched out beneath her.
“You’re so weak under my foot. Useless, disgusting little slave. You’re nothing to me anymore. Not to anyone. You’re just a pathetic little shoe pervert.”
I don’t know how long I’m there, but then, she slides her shoe forward, and then back, not letting up but grinding me against the floor. Forward, and then back again. Slowly. Sensually.
“You’ve probably figured out that I decided to crush you all along, but I’m doing you one last favor. I’m giving you what you wanted all along, let's see if you can actually handle it. I’m filming it so I can show all my friends tonight how pathetic you are.”
At some points my face bulges out from under her sole, and I catch glimpses of her on her phone again before I’m rolled back under.
“You better cum soon, because it’s your last chance. Your pill is going to run out any minute, and I poured the rest down the drain. I’m giving you one last chance to cum under my shoe before I step on you.”
Then as she presses forward, my penis springs out under the arch of her shoe like a balloon animal about to pop, and sprays cum up her heel at high pressure, before being squashed back under again. The pain has transcended, quickly past pleasure into a cold elation.
...But then back to pain again.
“You disgust me. Oh, wait, I think I feel it wearing off - I think I’m about to crush you, little slave… You’re going to squash under my foot like a little bug. Here it comes, you pathetic little man. Oh- oh you’re gonna squish-”
My body bursts suddenly. Madilyn’s shoe slides forward on the floor three whole inches, leaving a red smear.
“Fucking finally.”