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This is you in a few minutes, part 8
🕑 Added 2022-11-08 19:09:50 +0000 UTCAnother addition to this fan-favorite. In the next part, Rose will have a more prominent role, i promise.
part 1 - (with picture) https://www.patreon.com/posts/this-is-you-in-66265441
part 2 - https://www.patreon.com/posts/this-is-you-in-2-51082720
part 3 - https://www.patreon.com/posts/this-is-you-in-3-51456788
part 4 - https://www.patreon.com/posts/this-is-you-in-4-58489117
part 5 -https://www.patreon.com/posts/this-is-you-in-5-58806577
part 6 - https://www.patreon.com/posts/this-is-you-in-6-59042944
part 7 - https://www.patreon.com/posts/this-is-you-in-7-66618393
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"Come on, honey, you'll be late for class!" Her mom shouted from behind the door. "I know, i know!" Angie shouted in response. "This is all your fault!" she hissed at her left ballerina as she put it on. There was nobody around to see her, but even if a passing onlooker had seen her talking to her shoe, they would have simply shrugged it off as a silly gimmick. Nobody could ever imagine that inside that very piece of footwear, there was a living, breathing human being fighting for her life, struggling to get free from the piece of tape that held her in place.
"NOOOO" the girl inside screamed at the top of her lungs, perfectly aware of how useless it had been in the past, but still left without any valid alternative to avoid, or at least delay the moment when her naked body would be inevitably compressed under the descending sole of the younger girl's foot. "PLEASE ST-" her pleas were muffled by the unforgiving lower appendage of a girl who simply was late for class. After securing the shoe to her foot, she gave it a few minor adjustments, and when she was satisfied she slammed her foot on the floor. She gave a quick look at her other shoe, perfectly knowing that there was another girl suffering the same fate, and smiled. She felt so powerful.
"Congratulations, winners. See you tonight" she said to the other two naked women standing on her desk, before grabbing both of them in the same hand. She then stuffed them both in the drawer underneath her desk, along with various pieces of stationary. The so called "winners" couldn't hold it anymore. They both hugged each other, crying for the fate they had subjected their friends to. Every morning, Angie liked to organized a little fight tournament among her four so called "insole girls". The winners would get the morning off, and the losers would spend the better part of the day stuck in her shoes, while she attended class. They would have never fought each other under any normal circumstance, of course, but the punishment for not doing so was probably even worse. They would all get stomped with shoes on, and even though it seemed like they had lost the ability to get seriously injured the day they'd been shrunken, it was the most painful feeling any of them had ever experienced.
"Please, girls" another woman emerged from the shadow. "You know it was you or them" she tried to console the crying girls. It was Rebecca, the one they had called their instructor until the eventful day when they had lost their humanity. "Shut up Rebecca!" one of the girls actually pushed her away. "You don't know what it means! You get to stay here all day! You never even tried to spend a morning in there!". Rebecca gave her a stern look. "Why, do you think i like it? Have you seen what she makes me do when she's home? It's fucking gross! And i can't even think about poor Lily!". Stephanie didn't seem to agree. "Well, we should trade places one day, unless you enjoy being little miss foot licker".
Rebecca's stare went dark all of a sudden. It was clearly something uttered in a fit of rage, but being called like that by a person that was her same size made her suddently realize that she could fight back for once. It was wrong to direct her anger towards somebody suffering her same fate, but she couldn't help it. She sprang towards Stephanie and grabbed her naked hips, determined to throw her on the ground. But the few days spent fighting for her life had made her opponent a bit more experienced than her. Stephanie instinctively pushed her head down and pinned her on the floor. "What is it, foot licker girl?" she mocked her while holding her down. "You don't like to be reminded of who you are? Maybe you should join our little fight club instead of slacking off all day!" She said as she pulled the hair of the increasingly frustrated woman. "See what real pain feels like!" It had taken them so little to turn against each other. Even Paula, who had just witnessed the scene, couldn't help it but smile at the fact that they were getting some sort of revenge, even if it was on the completely wrong person. After all, she was a victim just like them.
The three girls were so absorbed in their fight, that they barely had time to register the fact that the drawer had opened on top of their heads. "I knew i heard something!" It was Angie, who had probably forgotten something in her room and had heard the commotion. She snatched a screaming Stephanie from her winning position, and brought her to her face. "You leave her alone! Understood? She's just too good at what she does" she said as she squeezed the poor woman in the palm of her hand. She didn't even have the time to answer. "I'll have to punish you later, but i'm already late. Consider yourself lucky." Angie looked around briefly, walked away from her desk. She grabbed her gym shoes from the day before, the ones that still had a pair of socks in it, and stuffed Stephanie inside one of them. "I'll think of something," She said as she tied a knot, making her escape impossible. She then put the sock inside a shoe, walked towards her desk and said "You two! Behave!" to the girls in her drawer, before shutting it close. They didn't dare look up.
Once again, the two remaining girls were in the darkness of the desk drawer, this time without poor Stephanie. Their respective anger had cooled off, and they could do nothing but wait for Angie to come back home and make their day even more miserable.
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Rose watched her daughter storm out of the house a second time, now even more late than before. "see you later honey" she waved, while sipping her morning coffee. Since she worked from home, she was in no hurry to get to the office on time. With a smile on her face, she thought of the nigh before. She'd had some intimate fun with her new toys, even though they didn't seem to appreciate the treatment, but she knew that like Francesca, they would eventually accomodate to their new life with her. It was just a matter of time. She considered getting one of them to massage her feet while she worked, but she thought that they probably needed to rest. She had quickly grown quite fond of her feet being pampered since she had tried it a week before, and she wouldn't waste a chance to indulge in that pleasure. While she went to her room to retrieve her laptop, her attention was drawn to Angie's room. She heard a faint noise, and decided to investigate.
At first it seemed like nothing was out of place, but then she noticed that one of the sneakers that Angie had left in the corner of her room was definitely moving on its own. It had fallen on its side, and the sock in it was definitely moving. If she didn't know any better, she would have thought that she was hallucinating, but she quickly got the picture of what was going on. "You can't be serious" she said out loud as she approached the wiggling sock.
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The air inside the sock was unbearable, but Stephanie had already suffered many worse things. She had grown accustomed to the smell of Angie's feet, and in way tighter situations. The one where she was now was probably the same sock she had spent an hour inside the day before, only in that occasion she was compressed under Angie's foot as she worked out. So yeah, despite the humidity, this was a relative walk in the park. When Angie was still in the room, considering that she was at floor level, she could hear the groans coming from inside the girl's flats every time she stepped on the floor. The poor souls trapped in there were not having a good time, and she couldn't help but feel partially responsible.
But Angie ran out in a hurry and she was left alone with her thoughts. She would not let this chance pass. After all, she was much freer to move than usual. After she was absolutely sure that her tormentor would not come back once more, she used all her strength to push against the side of the shoe. It took her a few tries, but she eventually managed to flip it over. Now that the easy part was done, she had to figure out a way to open up the knot that imprisoned her in the sock. But before she could try anything, she heard the unmistakable noise of a pair of flipflops slapping on the ground, getting closer and closer by the second. She froze in fear. Could it be Angie again? No, it didn't make any sense. Then who the hell could it be? She was lifted in the air quick enough that her head went dizzy, and then saw an opening in the knot. She was being freed!
But when she saw this gigantic stranger in front of her, her reaction was somehow off. She didn't act like it would be expected by somebody who found an actual shrunken person tied in a sock. Her expression was much more annoyed, rather than shocked, and Stephanie really didn't know what to say to the older woman, who seemed to be scarily accustomed to the sight of a doll sized person trapped in a piece of footwear.
The woman flipped the sock over so she would fall on her open palm. "Sorry about that" she said when she noticed Stephanie's muffled ouch as she fell butt first on her hand. "And sorry about the whole situation" she added. "My daughter seems to have some kind of an unhealthy obsession". Her daughter? Sure, this was Angie's mom! But she did seem to be nice enough, plus she had nothing to lose. "Please, you have to help us!" She cried, instictively joining the palms of her hands together like she was literally praying. "Us?" the woman's expression grew even more annoyed. "Yes please! I'll show you where the others are!"
"OTHERS? Plural?" Rose rolled her eyes at the realization that she had to deal with something harder than she thought. "Yeah, show me where they are" she said to the shrunken girl. "Let's not waste any more time"
[continue...]
Comments
sok06
it is exhausting to memorize all the charachters but yes, it's definitely got some potential
Zachary P (rabidsquirrel44)
So glad to see a continuation of this! Definitely has to be one of my favorite stories! Can’t wait for the next chapter
Jac1414
Love where this is going!
