He types a size into the remote then fires at you. You watch as everything becomes many times bigger. "There, 3 inches should do well to punish you." he say as he reaches down and picks you up. You try to run, but you didn't make it three inches before his hand took hold of you. He takes you over to the couch and sets you on the coffee table and put's the remote in his pocket, sits down and begin removing his right boot and sock and holds the sock up to you so you know what he's planning. You look in horror at your fathers sock, it's was white but is now dingy gray with bit of brown and yellow, it smell horrible and is completely drenched in sweat. "NO DAD, PLEASE NOT THAT!" you plead. Your dad simply smiles and says,"If you puke in there, you'll regret it." and with that said, he picks you up and drops you into the sock. You tumble to the toe bottom of the sock. It was horrific, you were coughing and gagging so bad from the smell, you couldn't even stand up and you were trying desperately not to vomit. You could only look up at your father, an evil smile on his face as he laughed at your, his own son's, suffering. "Please...cough...dad... Hack! Hack!... take me... Gag!... out, please! Cough! Hack! Gag! Cough! Cough!" you beg, barely able to breath. "You like that stink, I've worked three days straight without washing them and without showering. I just haven't been able to work up the strength to take a shower and unfortunately for you I have another three days to go before I get a day off. I hope you survive till then because I have no intention of taking them off once their back on until those three days are up, so that will be Sunday. The worse part for you, is that the three days is only for startling me, you still have another month for stealing coming, but I'll shower before administering you punishment." he say laughing. You could believe your ears, he was going to leave you in there and where you for three days straight the punish you for another month. You shivered as tears came to your eyes at the thought of what he'd do to you for that month. "I'll tell you what, that remote has a transformation feature on it that will allow me to transform you. I'll make you a deal, you lick and clean my feet of toe jam, dirt, and sweat the entire three days and do a good job, I'll let you be my sock and wear you the entire month with out washing you or my feet the entire month. However, if you don't do a good job, you will spend the entire month as a pair of my underwear and I'll wear you the entire month with out washing you the entire month." he says with another evil laugh and with that he inserts his foot in on top of you and positioning you beneath the arch of his toes. The smell doubled once his foot entered, then tripled when he put his boot back on. You were in complete despair as you are coated in his sweat. Then it gets worse, you father scrunches his toes on you, pushing the air out of you body and holds it. You find yourself soon fighting for air, but you couldn't even move from the pressure. As the seconds turn to minutes, you make up your mind and begin licking his toes in hope he'd let go. More time passed and you were about to give up when he finally let go. You gulped in the rancid air of the sock trying to fill your lungs. You must have taken too long because his toes once more scrunched down. Almost desperate not to be suffocated again you quickly begin licking and the toes relax you had no choice as you father went about the rest of his day walking on you scrunching you and even worse, ignoring you. As the days passed, you were in hell. Your father was true to his word as he left his socks on and did take them off. You are force to move about the sock almost constantly cleaning his foot and most disgustingly, chewing out the toe-jam between his toes. Unfortunately, the sock being as dirty as it is quickly replenishes the filth and sweat every time his foot steps down and pushes out more grime, in fact, you nearly drowned several times. Three days finally pass and...