Doing your best to make a mad expression, you look at your friend angrily. “How do you think it was?” You say annoyed. “You could have killed me!”

Barbara giggled “Nah the shrunk ray makes you pretty durable.” She said. “I knew you’d be fine in there.”

“You didn’t seem so sure of that when you dropped me in.” You say.

She smiles. “I was just acting. I thought that you might like it more if I dominated you a little bit Mr. ‘Femdom Turns me on’”

You blush. Your friend knows you really well. “Were you also joking about keeping me as your pet?” You say hopefully.

Barbara looks a little hurt. “Would that really be such a bad thing?” She asked. “You know that I’d treat you really nice and you’d even get to be around my feet as much as you want.”

“Oh lucky me,” You say dryly. “A tiny pet to my classmate’s feet…Every guy’s dream.”

Barbara rolls her eyes. “Oh please,” She gently places you at her feet and teasingly wiggles her giant toes in front of you. “Are you honestly going to tell me you didn’t enjoy being an insole for my boot?”

You can’t help smiling. “Yup…that had to be the worst experience ever.” You tease her.

Barbara gives a mock gasp. She knows that you’re playing with her.
“Oh really!” She moves her left foot forward lightly pinning you underneath it. You sigh. Batgirl’s foot feels really nice. You really love how soft and smooth her feet are. “You know I could’ve sworn I felt you kissing my foot while you were in there.”

“Don’t know what you’re talking about.” You say sticking your tongue out at her.

She responds by teasingly rubbing her sole against you causing you to moan with pleasure. “And let’s not forget about some other reactions you were having.” You blush as she moves her foot down to tease the lower half of your body.

“Uh...that was just your imagination” You say despite the fact that your body is starting to respond to her teasing.

“I see,” Your friend says mischievously continuing to stroke her sole against you softly. She giggles as she feels a familiar poking at the bottom of her foot. “I suppose that you want to tell me that that is my imagination too.”

You shudder pleasurably in response. “Uh-huh”

Barbara smiles and continues to use her foot to play with your body rubbing it against you a little harder. She lifts her foot and steps on you a few times smirking a bit as the midsection of your body instinctively bounces off the ground to follow her sole.

“You know that a girl could really get mixed messages.” She teases continuing to repeatedly step on your body and watching you try to bounce your hips to match her rhythm. “You say that you don’t want to be my pet but then you go and hump my foot like you were a dog.”

By now you’re so lost in the nice feeling of Barbara’s foot against you that you can’t even think of a good denial line. You simply shake your head.

Barbara rolls her eyes playfully and continues to press her advantage rubbing her foot against you a little bit rougher and giving your entire body an intense massage. “C’mon you like being owned by me…just admit it.”

As if to squeeze an acknowledgment out of you, she gives you a light stomp. It’s not hard enough to hurt you but it does weaken your resistance. The familiar sensation of being pressed up against her bare sole feels so wonderful that you’re starting to feel right at home underneath her feet. She does this a few more times repeatedly asking you to admit your enjoying the current situation. By the fifth or sixth stomp, she’s managed to weaken your resolve so much that you’re too exhausted to resist her any longer.

“Ok ok,” You tell her leaning forward and acknowledging your defeat with a gentle kiss of her toes. “I like it.”

She grins “Knew it”

She relaxes the pressure of the foot pressing against you allowing you to continue kissing it. You do so making out with her foot with passionate kisses. The superheroine giggles at your enthusiasm and helps you out by soothingly rubbing her foot against your lips and moving it around so that you can kiss every part of it. You kiss the tops of her feet, her toes, the ball of foot, her arch, instep and heel. The nice part about being so tiny is that kissing her entire foot takes a really long time. You make out with it for over an hour. Once you are done kissing her left foot, Batgirl replaces it with her right foot and you spend another hour repeating the process.

***
By the time you are done kissing your tired out and breathing heavily but you’re definitely smiling.

“See being my pet isn’t that bad,” Barbara tells you smirking and using her feet to play with you. “You should just accept it.”

“No fair…you know I have a foot fetish and you’re a hot girl Barbara…of course I would like some parts of it.” You say panting heavily. You had to admit that was really fun.

She smiles. “You really think I’m hot?”

Now it’s your turn to roll your eyes. You get serious for a little bit. “But that doesn’t mean I want to be your tiny pet forever.” You tell her. “I think I would miss my old life too much.” You look at her pleadingly “Please Babs…just let me go.”

Your friend looks at you for a long time sizing you up, finally she sighs. “Alright, I’ll make you a deal. Let’s try having you as my foot pet out for the weekend. If you find yourself enjoying it a lot…maybe you’ll want to stay like that …” She looks at you with a glint of hopefulness in her eyes before continuing. “However, if you’re really unhappy being my pet by the end of the weekend…” She pauses for a long second before nodding determinedly. “I’ll turn you back to normal.”

Your eyes light up…”Really?”

She looks at you sincerely. “I promise. Just think of this as a chance to live out your fantasy without any strings attached.”

You feel a lot happier. Knowing that it doesn’t have to be permanent…being Barbara’s foot pet could actually be pretty fun. “Well…I guess it wouldn’t be the first time you dominated me…” you say considering aloud.

She gives a smile at the memory. “True.”