Chapter #4Goddess Lessons from Goddess Sarah by: Lelouch   A gulp went down your throat. You didn’t want to shrink some more, but without that Goddess Sarah wouldn’t have her usual, beyond-perfect, look going on. And unfortunately, that sort of went hand in hand with worshipping her. She always demanded effectiveness, making her more beautiful and worshipping her at the same time was about as effective as it got. But…you didn’t want to shrink again…There was a faint hope that, after lessons with your Sub-Goddess, she’d be in a more lenient mood…maybe you wouldn’t have to shrink…
“If it’s okay my Goddess, I think our daughters’ tutelage comes first…” You whimpered slightly.
Goddess Sarah got a bit of a look in her eye, “You mean Goddesses. You became their pet long ago.” You bowed in apology, “S-Sorry my Goddess.”
“It is quite alright; let me just get them so we can prepare…
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About ten minutes later, Goddesses Sarah, Gwen, and Rebecca were in the living room, the Sub-Goddesses on the black couch against the wall, and Goddess Sarah on the recliner across from it. The TV sat on the wall between them, off. And of course, there was you, currently on the carpeted floor of the living room about ten meters away from the looming toes of your Goddess Wife. In the distance you could see your daughters, Gwen looking more than eager while wearing jean-shorts with a white shirt. Rebecca appeared much less interested, wearing a black mini-skirt and a red top. You noted the freshly purple-painted nails on Goddess Gwen, that task took you many hours the night before; Rebecca wore a pair of ankle-socks.
Your wife cleared her throat to gather attention, “Before I begin, I’d like to ask you girls something. Would you say our little toy has been well behaved lately?”
Rebecca gave a shrug, Gwen responded almost immediately. “Heck no! I asked him to paint my toes last night, it took him hours! And he didn’t apologize or anything!”
Maybe because I’m about an inch tall?
“He has been sort of lazy lately…” Rebecca nodded in agreement.
“I agree with you two; and to be frank, I feel like it’s because you two haven’t been properly punishing him.”
“Is that why we’re here?” Rebecca sounded like she was annoyed, Gwen’s expression got very eager very fast. She always loved seeing her mother punish you.
“That’s right. Let’s start by giving him a task…In fact, I have the perfect idea.” Before you could turn back to her, Sarah loomed her left foot over you, several specks of dirt from the floor rained down upon you. “Beg Luke, otherwise, I will crush you and make you even less than an insect. Beg for mercy from your Goddess.”
For a moment it seemed hard to believe what you heard, but the sole of Goddess Sarah’s foot moved closer and you knew she wasn’t bluffing. Thousands upon thousands of pounds of weight were coming for you, and you did not want that number to reach the millions. You fell to your knees, bowing before Goddess Sarah. “Please my Goddess!! Don’t crush me! I’ve done nothing but serve you loyally all these years!”
Sarah’s eyes twitched, “So you’re saying I’m wrong? Wrong words to say Luke.” Her foot began coming in faster.
Memories of the last time you got crushed came to mind, how inexplicably painful it was. You may have recovered minutes later, but the sheer memory of the pain was enough to haunt you for the entire month. Now you were even smaller, Goddess Sarah even bigger, and it was about to repeat itself. Tears welled up, the beautiful sole of your wife was inches away “Please my Goddess!! Have mercy! I’ll do anything! I’m yours body and soul!!!”
“Then obey me and die.” She responded coldly, her foot landed on you and the single second you were alive beneath it redefined hell in every meaning of the word. Faintly, Gwen’s gleeful chuckles were heard, as was Rebecca’s surprised gasp. You fluttered into unconsciousness…
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Meanwhile, Goddess Sarah propped her foot up to show her daughters the sight of their father/pet ingrained deep into her foot, growing smaller with the second. He shrank away to the point his body entered a wrinkle on her foot, the blood stain from crushing him soon became bigger than he was.
Rebecca was exasperated, “Why did you do that Mom? He was begging as best as he possibly could.”
Goddess Sarah wiggled her toes, “That’s why. I’m his Goddess, to him I’m as perfect as it gets. He should’ve welcomed a nice death beneath my foot. Instead of fought against it, so I crushed him. Rebecca and Gwen were equally surprised, “Wow…”
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You awakened again, staring face to face with the perfect sole of Goddess Sarah, just in time to hear her explanation. You banged your head against her foot in frustration. Idiot!! You know she’s your Goddess. Why did you fight against her wishes? Ugh! Your frustrated head banging didn’t go unnoticed, “Now, since you’re awake Luke. Kiss my foot to start making up for this insult. Right as you heard “Kiss” you were already pampering your gigantic wife with affection, not just kissing either, you were licking, massaging, and even rubbing your face into the perfection that was Goddess Sarah.
Goddess Sarah smiled smugly, “And that’s how you properly punish him for misbehaving. Understand girls?” Rebecca and Gwen nodded. “Good…Now…perhaps our pet should worship us in apology for misbehaving?” They nodded again.
Before you knew it, you were before three pairs of toes the size of continents, kissing, licking, massaging, and bowing before all of them. Occasionally Goddess Gwen would poke you with her toes, Goddess Sarah would sometimes ask for you to lick a speck of dirt from a certain spot, and Goddess Rebecca…well she didn’t want to remove her socks, so you were licking the soles of her socks clean at the moment. The taste of their divine feet was about as good as you had it, and you were okay with that. About three hours later you finished, out of saliva and each Goddess kind-of satisfied.
They each rose and playfully raised their feet into the air, looming their soles over you. “Never forget this is where you belong tiny.” Goddess Sarah laughed. You bowed to them in response.
“What now?” Gwen asked aloud.
Sarah shrugged, “After this I suppose one of us can just toy with him for a little while…”
“I’ve been wanting to play with Daddy for a while now…” Rebecca muttered.
“I could use some help applying some makeup so I can visit some friends…” Gwen noted.
“And I still have some chores with him…”
“Hmm…” All three grunted in unison.
Eventually…it was decided…
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