2 weeks pass in much the same manner. Evelin refers to you jokingly as bug or pet or even sometimes bitch followed by a giggle. She sometimes has you eat off her feet or just places the food on the ground or in a bowl she calls the dog-bowl. You try to have conversations or talk to her but she just shoos you away and ignores you, even going as far as shoving you into a box and locking you away in a cupboard when you really start to bother her. You try to please her by cleaning her shoes or dusting around the apartment as best you can but she just replies that you are supposed to do that since she's looking after you and providing you food. Evelin even purchased some accessories from pet stores to make your life easier. A ladder up and over the bath rim allowed you into the tub where a discarded bar of soap and a dish that collects Evelin's shower runoff are used to clean yourself after using the drain as a makeshift toilet. A hamster water bottle is attached to one of the lower cupboards in the kitchen so you can drink.
Every now and again, Evelin will allow you to indulge in your fantasy. Sometimes she'd lift you up to the coffee table so you can "massage" your feet and then giggle as she commands you to make love to her feet. Once she even got you to paint her toenails and then watched as you fucked her toes after before flicking you off her foot in disgust. Another time as she was laying on her bed she lightly slapped her foot on top of your body repeatedly asking why you are so weird only to watch you wither in excitement at being smother by her foot but also pain at the weight of the huge mass. Other times when Evelin was out at work or shopping you'd scramble around her shoes and imagine being playfully teased by her feet. Her yellow flip flops were your favourite as it clearly showed the outline of her foot in it from multiple use.
Just as any other day. You quickly scramble out from the shoe closet as you hear Evelin opening the apartment door. You rush out into the living room to see her dropping her purse on the kitchen counter and removing her mules from her feet. She spots you and quickly motions for you to return to the bedroom as two more massive people enter the room. You just catch a glimpse of black work boots before rushing back into the bedroom and hiding under the bed in a panic. "Who are they?" you wonder.
"There it is", you hear Evelin say to the guest, as you hear the heavy footsteps move into the living room. You listen as heavy grunting follows and sounds of metal scraping. The sounds increase and it sounds like they're coming into the bedroom and you look out of the bedroom door as you see a pair of work boots cross back out of the apartment door, followed by a dolly with something heavy on it and then another pair of boots followed by Evelin's barefeet.
"Thank you", she says sweetly and then closes the front door.
"Oh Ron..." she calls, "come on out, we need to discuss something."
She hasn't called you Ron in days. You shuffle out from under the bed and follow behind Evelin as she walks over to the couch. You freeze and notice that the DownSizer machine is gone! Evelin sits down on the couch and crosses her right leg over her left as she glances back at you. She pats the seat beside her.
"Come", she calls as one would to a dog.
You slowly approach her legs and she bends down to lift you up and place you on the coffee table. She then leans back on the couch and looks at you and you stare back in silence.
"The... the downsizer is gone", you mutter in disbelief.
"Yes. Yes it is." Evelin replies matter-of-factly.
"But... how are you going to grow me back?" you ask fearful of the answer.
"Well, that's what I wanted to discuss," your girlfriend continues. She glances down and then returns back to your gaze. "Look," she begins, "I've been doing a lot of thinking and I actually really, really enjoyed these last 2 weeks. I don't know what it is." She then pauses for reflection and gauges your reaction. "Like, I guess, not having you around, like you know, being your normal size, having you tiny felt like you weren't here and to be honest; I was actually happier these last 2 weeks then I've been in the last year."
"Evelin...", you interrupt. Evelin raises her hand.
"Let me just finish, I need to get his off my chest." she interjects. "Also, I've notice that I have spent a lot less money over these last 2 weeks which made me realize that you have poor financial discipline."
"Evelin...", you interrupt again and then quickly go silent as your watch your massive girlfriends face scowl back at you.
"So, with all this in mind, I decided that perhaps it's best if you stay tiny, cause that's what you really like and we continue like this cause it makes me happier."
"What!?" you shout in shock.
"I know you like this too." Evelin replies, I mean, you really can't hide how you really feel. You feel a rush of blood to your groin as Evelin's large foot suddenly fills your vision as she rests it against the coffee table. You can just barely see her face over the toes wiggling in your face. The foot shifts to the side so she can see your full body.
"See", Evelin points at your boner. "I know you like this. This is a win-win situation for both of us. You get to live your fantasy and I get to have a little foot pet."
"You need me", you reason.
"For what exactly?"
"I'm you're boyfriend"
"Ummm...", Evelin humms awkwardly, "... yeah... ugh.. in case it's not clear. We are broken up. I can't really date someone who is smaller than me. Like really, really smaller than me."
You stare back in despair.
"But don't worry," she adds, "I'll still let you play with my feet. After all, you're my little foot boy." Evelin raises her foot and wiggles her toes in front of your face. "You like being my little foot boy don't you", she teases.
"But... but..." you stammer as Evelin places her foot on it's heel directly in front of you. The foot slowly collides with her body and she pushes you back along the coffee table as she outstretches her leg. "This isn't FAIR!" you scream. Evelin allows her foot to drop to the side so she can look directly at you.
"How is this not fair?" she asks, "you get to live out your biggest fantasy and I'm happier. You do want me to be happy don't you?"
"I'll never be big again."
"Never say never", Evelin replies, "I returned the DownSizer to get the refund but there's still others out there. Depends how you behave. Maybe one day I'll return you to your normal size."
"That refund was my money!"
"Yeah, well I need it for rent." Evelin retorts.
"And rent...", you add, "how are you going to afford rent without me around."
"You didn't have a job anyway."
"But I could get one if I was back to my normal size. There's plenty of jobs out there. I could have gotten one in the last 2 weeks if you didn't keep me tiny."
"True...", Evelin says softly, "but... I've... uh found someone to move in and share rent."
"What!? You can't do that..."
"Shhh... shhhh..." Evelin coos as her foot raises up again to cover your face from her gaze. You try to move around but Evelin keeps blocking your path with her foot and pushing you away as you try to walk closer to her along the coffee table. "Why don't you give me a foot massage. You're really good at that."
"Evelin..." you muffle as her foot flesh covers your face while you try storm towards her. "...ugh... come on."
You freeze as you hear a knock on the door. Evelin's foot retreats as she jumps to her feet. "That must be our new roommate now." Evelin squeals in delight. "Are you excited to meet them?"
"Evelin, Please. You can't do this."
Evelin stares down at you as your plead on the coffee table below her. "This is happening, so just deal with it." she says before bounding towards the apartment door. She opens the door.
"Hi!" she shrieks happily before exiting the apartment to hug the stranger. "Come on in", she offers and returns to the apartment followed by another giant human behind her. You look past Evelin and see... | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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