This choice: Freed from the Ball, but now at Selena's Feet • Go Back...Chapter #5Pounded into Selena's Sole by: matthias   (Chapter originally written by PhoenixStriker)
To your amazement, the momentum of the wind pressure created by Paige's hit actually caused a gust of wind to pick up your flattened, papery body and blow you away from the court. As you spun head over heels, your heart leapt for joy as you saw the four women and the volleyball court grow further away. In fact, you could just barely make out that the wind was blowing you right towards where Mari was still sitting with the injured young girl at the first aid station. Fate was actually being kind to you for once!
Perhaps that should've been your clue, then, but your eyes still went wide with panic as a strong crosswind blew through The Oasis, in the exact opposite direction that Paige's smack had sent you in. With a silent cry of terror, your tiny body was helplessly blown straight back towards the volleyball court, and you could just barely see your one hope at salvation glance around as the wind blew. If you'd been just a few feet closer Mari might've seen you, but as it was she remained fully oblivious.
Your eyes only widened further as your paper-thin form drifted closer and closer to Selena, the silver-haired lifeguard fully focused on the game playing out before her now that her partner had served the ball. Even as you floated closer, Selena didn't so much as glance at the three-inch elongated flat shape drifting in the wind, and you eventually impacted right into her chiseled, lean abs. Sliding off from the slick layer of wetness coating her one-piece, you fluttered down to the ground, landing frighteningly close to the towering giantess' feet.
Instantly, you started trying to reform, while also sending desperate mental pleas to Selena, begging her to just look down and see you by her feet. Of course, you didn't have any way of knowing just how much your squashed body blending in with the sandy surface of the volleyball court, with only your swim trunks differentiating you (and even they were almost at the point of tearing away from the punishment you'd endured today).
Up above you, Gigi returned Paige's serve with her own hit, which started a simple volley between the two teams as they tested the waters with each other's skills. After a moment, a bad hit from Roma set Selena up for the perfect opportunity to go for a spike. With a quick nod to Paige, Selena grinned and sprung forward, leaping high into the air and slamming her fist down on the ball so hard Roma recoiled back instead of trying to save her team the point. Paige and Selena officially scored the first point of the match.
You, of course, didn't really take note of all of this, as the sole thing you were focused on was watching Selena's body rise up into the air as she went for the spike, and her shadow soon swallow you in darkness as the girl reached the apex of her jump. Gravity soon taking hold, Selena fell back down, but at a slight angle thanks to how she'd jumped to hit the spike. As she fell back to the ground, her left foot was now positioned directly over you!
With your last ounce of strength, you reformed your mouth and let out a desperate scream of "SELENA!". A desperate scream that went absolutely unheard by any of the four women as Selena touched down from her jump, her feet slapping back into the sandy pit.
With your mouth open, your head was crushed and your lips pulled backwards as Selena landed atop you. Your open mouth was buried into the soft underside of the big toe of Selena's left foot, between toe and the ball of her foot. Your tongue forced to press firmly into the girl's salty sweaty skin, grains of sand forcibly shoved down your throat. The rest of your body didn't fare much better, squished flat by the rest of Selena's big toe. It had all happened in an instant, but the pain and discomfort was immense, and the earth-shattering stomp squashed all the remaining strength out of your body.
And somehow, it still got worse.
Taking a brief moment to smile at her partner and compose herself, Selena scrunched her toes in the hot, soft sand, feeling nothing out of the ordinary aside from the usual graininess. As she scrunched her toes, the flat part of your body from the shoulder down flapped backwards, only to be met by the adjacent long toe on the other side. As the silver-haired girl's foot clenched itself, her toes almost hungrily pulled at your stretchy body, crushing you up and sticking you to her body by grinding and rubbing against you. A barrage of unyielding sand particles aided in smushing you in place.
By the time Selena's toes relinquished their hold on you, the damage had been done. While your head was still pinned firmly under her big toe, the rest of your body was wedged tightly in the crevice between her big toe and second toe. Your mashed and mangled body was firmly glued to the girl's sweaty skin, buried in the fold of skin between those two toes so tightly that you could barely feel your own battered body.
Getting back into the game, Selena walked a few paces closer to Paige to strategize on their next play. Every time she took a step, her big toe would uncurl before crashing down onto the sand, ensuring your bruised body still took the full beating of the girl's considerable crushing weight each time. Then, when she would step with her right foot, her toes would subconsciously curl back, squeezing your head in a painful squeezing vice, while her big toe and second toe also compressed into the rest of your body. A single step for Selena was a full body torture experience for you.
Up above, the blissfully unaware lifeguard gave Paige a confident wink and then returned to her side of the court. Vaguely, she wondered why she felt like a bit less sand than usual was getting between some of her toes, but she merely shrugged and decided not to think about it. Whatever the reason was, she was happy for the extra level of comfort, and certainly wasn't about to risk messing up her performance by checking now.
The game resumed, and it wasn't long before Selena went for another spike. You could feel the pit in your stomach drop out as she rose, before you cried out in silent agony as the girl landed once more, dumping her full weight onto you in a crushing pressure of sand, flesh, and sweat. With each pounding blow, Selena was wearing your body down. Little by little, your recognizable human features were losing their shape and form, and the bits of sand and dirt caking your body were beginning to blend you completely in with the girl's own tanned skintone.
Gigi and Roma continued to put up an admirable fight, but they could only manage to score one point by the time that Selena and Paige had four of their own. Paige and Selena worked like a well-oiled machine, with each set, serve, and spike they performed like the practiced maneuvers of professionals. Eventually, it was time for the final point, and Paige once more wound back her patented 'hammer arm' for another serve. Selena crouched low, wiped some sweat from her brow, and crunched her toes into the soft sand.
As she did so, the oblivious silver-haired girl also ground her feet into the sand, burrowing to find more solid purchase in preparation for another jumping spike to end the match. Barely feeling any sort of irritation, Selena dug her feet into the sand by shifting them back and forth, and she again relished in how particularly sand and sweat-free her big toe and second toe on her left foot felt. She only spared that a second thought, before whipping her attention back to Gigi's panicked return shot. It was time for the spike.
Meanwhile, you were suffering in yet a deeper circle of hell as Selena ground you to paste under her foot. Her big toe like your unassailable executioner, and her second toe like the walls of your cell pressing in on you, your body was smeared into nothingness against the sand as Selena pressed her feet hard into the ground. Your body ached and burned from being rubbed into the sand, and you could feel your flattened, malleable body gluing itself even tighter to the crevice of Selena's toes that you'd been wedged into.
Then, all at once, you heard a small ripping sound, and your swim trunks were torn off. The last bastion of hope of being noticed was now gone, as your puny shorts fluttered away and were buried under tones of sand by Selena's still twisting foot. Now, your were an featureless tan blob smeared right into the already tanned girl's foot, rendering the chances of you actually being seen at almost nothing. You still clung to hope, though, because at this point it was all you had, as excruciatingly minimal as it was.
Your despair only furthered as Selena stomped the hell of you again with her final spike, ending the game in her and Paige's favor. After a loud few minutes of cheers and friendly ribbing, Selena knew it was time to get back to work. She was surprised by the crowd that had gathered to watch the game, and she blushed a bit once she noticed that even Mari had been watching the game with rapt interest from her lifeguard chair.
Selena bid Paige and her friends farewell, and then walked away, but not before wiping her feet off on the grass beside the sandy pit. She didn't want sand digging into her while she was on patrol for the rest of her shift, after all.
1) Selena slides her flip-flops back on and gets back to patrolling The Oasis, none-the-wiser about the poor tiny hopelessly trapped under her toes.
2) Before Selena can resume her patrol, a girl needs rescuing from the pool. Selena jumps in without hesitation, and to your surprise, you actually find yourself peeling free and drifting away in the water. Of course, now you're trapped in the pool!
3) To your amazement, Selena's final foot wipe actually pulls you free from her toes. However, before you can reform, a surge of new girls eager to play some volleyball ends up with you being kicked right back onto the sandy court!   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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