Rachel’s day crawled by painfully slowly in the oven of Elaina’s converse. She didn’t know how many times she’d passed in and out of consciousness.
Or maybe she’d been awake this whole time and mistaken the endless hours of unchanging darkness and compression under Elaina’s sweat-soaked feet for gaps in memory.
It was hard to tell. The only indication of time Rachel had was the sudden transition from playful toe flicks to merciless stomping that accompanied her owner’s class changes.
With nothing but time, Rachel could only wallow in the fear of being owned by her giant friend. As the hours crept by, she couldn’t help feeling more and more like worthless property.
She had fantasized about owning a tiny person. But now she was owned. She was an object to support her owner’s fantasy. She didn’t get to have her own life or goals anymore.
How could she ever accomplish anything trapped under a giant tomboy’s feet.
Her dark thoughts crept in, as cracks of light and fresh air suddenly entered the shoe prison.
Elaina’s huge toes wrapped tightly around Rachel, hoisting her from the humid shoe.
Luckily Rachel had managed to position herself so she was facing away from the giant toes, affording her a precious view of her location, the high school cafeteria.
The pressure surrounding Rachel skyrocketed as Elaina subconsciously pressed the top of her feet to the floor under her chair, using the floor to crack her toes.
Loud popping sounds echoed around Rachel, and for a second she thought the pressure from her friend’s feet had finally broken her.
But no such luck.
Elaina seemed to be happily enjoying her meal. So Rachel took the opportunity from her vantage point near the floor to see if she could see any other tinies that had been claimed by this year’s purge, like her.
Her entire world was surrounded by the restless giant feet of students and teachers. But among the crowd, she noticed one.
A boy a few grades below her. She’d seen him in the halls but didn’t know his name. Not that it mattered now anyway.
The poor boy was pinned thoroughly between the toes of the math teacher. Mrs. Hollie. He must have still been in her classroom when it happened.
She was a cute slender 28 year old. It could certainly be worse, but Rachel couldn’t help but feel that if she was going to be humiliated like this, she was at least glad it was a friend she knew rather than a teacher, who would already have a weird power dynamic over a student.
She started imagining having to spend every day in Mrs. Hollie’s heels. Forced to endure boring muffled math lectures and her hot crushing feet for hours on end.
She shuddered, as if her situation were any better. Then as if on cue, Elaina turned over her foot, and plucked the tiny Rachel into the air.
“Almost forgot about you little one!” Elaina said as she placed Rachel on top of her greasy school pizza.
“You must be hungry. Go ahead, have some.” She indicated a pepperoni square next to her. They were no more appetizing at this size.. but Rachel tore off a chunk anyway. She was painfully aware of exactly where she was… but she was starving. And she was reasonably sure her friend wouldn’t eat her.
Elaina was working on a different slice of pizza. She didn’t try to speak as they ate. But her cold green eyes never left the tiny naked girl sitting in her pizza like a fresh topping.
Feeling awkward, Rachel tried calling out. But it was no use. Obviously no one could hear her. She wanted to hide from the giant girl’s penetrating gaze.
But she just couldn’t pull her eyes off the terrifying natural wonder that was her gargantuan raging mouth.
Rachel watched as chunk after chunk of pizza bigger than her disappeared inside her enormous friend. As each piece approached her inescapable maw, it was met by her welcoming wet tongue, and pulled mercilessly into her hot wet cavern.
Elaina’s giant cheeks puffed as she worked her food around in her mouth, seeming to savor the taste as much as possible. She always was a slow eater. But eventually every morsel would enter her massive throat in ominous gulps.
When finally all but the slice Rachel was perched on had been devoured, Elaina moved her face close to her tiny new toy and spoke softly so only Rachel would be able to hear.
“So I’ve been thinking about what to do with you…”
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