Martin was wearing his wrestling shoes which would explain the stench Alan was being made to endure.
Alan had worked his way down to the arch of Martins foot. When he stopped walking Martins full weight was pressing down on pool Alan.
"HUM?, There seams to be something in my shoe." Matin says piviting his foot in his shoe feeling his unknown friend Alan.
Sitting on the bed, he pulls off his shoe and peers down inside and shakes it, tilting the heal down so that whatever is in there would fall inot his view.
Nothing there. Must have been his imagination.
Alan was stuck to Matrins sock now outside the shoe. His foot sweat made him stick fast until he went to put his shoe back on.
As Martins hand brushed against the bottom of his foot Alan was jilted loose.
Falling to the floor he screamed. this time loud enough for Martin to hear.
With a splat he hit the floor.
Martin spread his feet apare and looked to the floor below.
There lay Alan. Face up, looking up at his now GIANT friend.
Leaning forward for a closer look Martin and Alan exclaim at the same time....."OH SHIT !"
"It worked, It really worked !" Martin shouted reaching down for this miniaturized buddy.
Alan was however not only very tiny, but and a factor of "Puttiness" to him.
Alan body returned to his 3-D form after a minute or so.
"This is Awsome!" Martin comments.
"That's easy for you to say" Alana replies. "You weren't stuck in your smelly ass sneaker"!
"So THIS is what you wished for?, To be turned into a bug ? Silly putty ? A plaything?"
"DUDE !" I am not any of those things ! I'm still me. ALAN.!"
"Man you ARE all those things. Atleast you are NOW !" Martin Laughed.
"Very funny" Alan commented, "Now help me get the book to change back to my normal size AND consistance".
Holding the book in his hand Martin suggested, "THIS book?, the one I am locking in THIS drawer?"
"What are doing? Get that out of there !"
"Sorry buddy. I am not ready to change you back just yet. Oh you won the bet alright but I am going to get my monies worth out of you first." HAHAHAHAHA.
Martins attention turned to the clock by the bed side. "OH shit ! I'm gonna be late for wrestling practice. Since you already smell kinda funkey I might as well put ya back in my shoe for the trip to practice."
"NNNNOOOOO !" Alan cried as Martin dropped Alan into the shoe. This time allowing him to roll to the toe of the shoe.
Slowly his foot entered. Martin wanted to feel what it was like to squish his buddy under his toes. Knowing that in his altered state he could not hurt him. Just humiliate him. He always liked doing that anyway.
Once his foot was in he could feel Alan fighting against the pressure of his foot. Then Martin stood up pressing Alans body into the sweaty smelly sock. Martin was surprised to feel himself getting hard a the whole thing.
Alan was now trapped, forced to endure this friends punishment.
Very satisified with his buddies situation. Headed off to practice.
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