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Art of Seduction (Part 2)
🕑 Added 2023-05-11 06:59:01 +0000 UTCShe was sunbathing again, you saw her from the window, it happened a few times since that amazing day but you haven’t dared to go out, you were so ashamed and embarrassed from last time.
You just want to talk, you said to yourself, holding the door knob, there’s no harm in just talking with her, right?
You opened the door and sat outside, she caressed her feet one in another, reading her book.
“H-Hey”, you said, looking forward.
“Hi”, she replied coldly, itching her foot, you had to look.
Another minute of silence.
“How are you doing?” You asked, desperately wanting to start a conversation.
“Fine”, she said, changing a page in her book.
You sighed, your leg was jumping.
“Need a foot massage? Hah”, you chuckled nervously, feeling stupid right after saying that.
“Umm, no, not really”, she said and caressed her foot.
You blushed, anxious, you opened your mouth to say something but held back.
“You did a good job last time so the pain is gone”, she said in a relaxed tone, “never got to thank you actually, so thanks”.
“It-it’s nothing” you said awkwardly.
“Although you seemed to enjoy it more than me”, she giggled, crossing her legs, you watched her and she was looking at you with a mischievous smile.
You gulped.
“Have you been thinking about what I said?” She asked.
“I.. uhh..” you paused, not sure what to say, “it’s.. yeah, I’ve been thinking about it”, you confessed.
“And?” She asked, slightly smiling.
“And it’s crazy”, you said.
“Hmm”, she looked at her feet with a smile, then sighed, “yeah, maybe it’s crazy, I’m sure you have more important stuff to do than taking care of my feet all day”, she said with a tired voice and placed her sunglasses back on, then looked back at her book.
You gulped again, blushing, sweating.
Do you have something more important to do? The sad fact was that probably not, you stared at her feet in silence.
“What would your boyfriend think?” You asked.
“Oh we talked about it, he’s ok with me being a caretaker”, she said nonchalantly.
“Really?” You opened your eyes in surprise.
“Yeah, why not?”
“Oh, I don’t know, it sounds weird”.
“It has perks, the government payments, the sense of mission, helping someone”, she explained, “getting a foot massage from a tiny masseur every now and then”, she added with a giggle.
You felt like you’re literally choking, you played with the neck of your t-shirt.
“Listen, if I’d do that, would you promise to set me free once the vaccines and cure are out?” You couldn’t believe the words you just said.
“Set you free?” She started laughing, “you talk as if you were my captive or something”.
“Well, would you?” You insisted on an answer.
“Ron you’ll do whatever you want”, she said and shrugged, “why are you so nervous about it? It’s not that big of a deal”.
“Liya I will be smaller than a mouse, under the care of someone I honestly barely know, how is that not a big deal”, you said a bit louder.
“But someone would care for you”, she said and placed the book beside her, “isn’t it more than what you have now?”
“What?”
“Sorry, I don’t mean to offend, but you kinda said you have no family and friends last time we spoke”, she said in an apologetic tone.
“Oh…” you sighed.
“But it’s your call, I can’t decide something like that for you”, she said and grabbed her book back.
You watched her feet, you started imagining you there, tiny and happy, massaging them, sniffing them, maybe even kissing a bit.
Maybe it’s not that big a deal, maybe she’s right, many men have shrunken already, Liya seems trustworthy, and you crave to touch her feet again, in any size.
She closed her book and stood up, walking back inside the apartment.
“W-Wait”, you called.
“Hmm?” She looked at you, raising her sunglasses.
“Ok”, you stated.
She smiled ear to ear, “ok what?”
“Ok, i-if it’s ok with you, I’d like you to be my caretaker”, you said, feeling defeated.
Her smile grew wider, her look changed a bit, “but why the sad face?” She asked.
“I’m not sure”, you said nervously, “I guess I’m scared”, you admitted.
“Oh my, that’s so cute of you to say that, can I give you a hug?” She giggled and started going down her porch, walking towards you.
You gulped and nodded, then stood up, as she got closer and spread her arms you hugged her, your whole body was shaking, the warmth of her body was so comforting, it sent you back to your childhood, you felt so good.
You started crying, she caressed your head.
“Shhh…” she soothed you like you were a scared child.
“Y-You are right, no one cares for me, I’m nothing”, you said crying.
“That’s ok, let it all out”, she said, clearly still smiling.
“The last year was awful, I’m so lonely”, you continued spilling your heart.
“I hear you cutie, that’s fine, I could see it right away”
“R-Really?” You asked, sniffing.
“Yes you poor thing”, she said with a smile, then got back and held your cheek, “one look in your eyes was all it takes”
You nodded, feeling warm and cozy l, “t-thank you”, you said almost inaudible.
“That’s ok, are there any arrangements you want to take care of?”
You snapped back into reality, “I’m not sure”, you said anxiously.
“Assets, bank accounts, stuff like that, maybe you want to freeze or invest, I don’t know”, she said in a helping tone.
“All I have is this home, I had no salary last year, still have savings but they were running out”, you explained, she nodded in understanding, “so.. how do we do that?” You asked and gulped.
“I’ll take care of it, I have a friend, her husband was infected”, she assured you, “we will do it tomorrow when I’m back from work, ok?” She asked with a smile.
You nodded silently.
“Hey, it’s going to be ok”, she placed a hand over your side and smiled to you, “you’ll see”
You wiped some of the tears from your face and smiled back at her, you nodded, trying not to speak in order not to cry again.
She hugged you again and went back, “I want you to be fully sure you want to do that, so I’ll leave you to your thoughts”, she said as she went down the stairs, you watched her feet pressing against the dirty ground, to think she walk barefoot like that, how would it be when you’ll be so small.
She entered her house and you remained there, taking a deep breath and sitting back down, still struggling to believe you just made such a decision, it’s like you were under a spell, but it felt good, and you felt deliberated, like a huge heavy rock was lifted off your chest.
———————
You waited impatiently for her to come back home, you sealed everything in boxes, packed up your house, you haven’t slept all night, it was like you’re going to be away for a long vacation, you covered everything with nylons and tapes, you stood there, trying to think about everything, making sure you haven’t forgot anything.
*Knock Knock Knock*
You froze, heart pounding, you took a deep breath and went to open the door, Liya was standing there, waving.
“Hi Ron”, she said and looked inside, then started giggling, “oh my, you packed everything up, that’s so cute”, she said and covered her opened mouth smile.
“Y-Yeah well, I don’t know when the c-cure is going to be released and all that, it might take a while”, you stuttered anxiously, couldn’t take your eyes off her, your future caretaker.
“I agree”, she stated, then reached her hand inside her purse, taking a small flask out, “anyway, whenever you’re ready, it will shrink you down in an hour or so”.
She handed it over, you took it with a shaking hand.
“And I bought you some stuff”, she said excitedly, taking a small bag out of her purse, “look”, she showed it to you.
It had few sets of tiny clothes inside, it made you smile, “thanks, I haven’t even thought of it”
“Haha, don’t worry, from now on I’ll be the one to think about everything”, she giggled, you chuckled too.
“So you want to drink it here or in my place?”
You looked at the flask and blushed, “umm, can we do that on your porch?”
She made a confused face, “my porch?”
“Y-Yeah, if possible, can I massage your feet in normal size again?”
“Oh, sure”, she said casually and shrugged, you were so relieved to hear it.
You walked together outside, you paused for a moment and locked your apartment, then continued to her porch, you sat on the little stool and she laid back.
“Sun is still out”, she said with a smile, then opened and removed her shirt, you watched her body and gulped, then she pulled her jeans down, you stared and blushed.
“What? You know I love to sunbathe”, she said with a smile.
You started opening the flask, then looked at her, “c-cheers” you said.
“Cheers”, she replied with a seductive tone.
You gulped the whole thing, then coughed a few times, “a-are you sure it’s going to work?” You asked.
“Well, unless you’re immune somehow”, she chuckled, then stretched her legs forward.
You gulped again and started caressing her feet, pressing different spots.
“You’re so good at this”, she said with a sigh, “you went to masseur school or something?” She laid back with pleasure.
“Not really”
“Hmm”, she replied and closed her eyes, enjoying your touch.
Your mind was racing, you waited for the virus to kick in, scared, worried, confused, all kinds of thoughts were running in your head, different feelings.
“Ah.. yes, that spot again”, she moaned, then your hand started twitching a little, it was numb, you touched your face, everything was numb, the skin was vibrating.
“Mm?” She raised her sunglasses up, checking on you, trying to understand why you stopped, “oh, it starts to kick in”, she said with a satisfied smile.
“L-Liya, I’m scared”, you said with a shaking voice.
She leaned forward, close to your face, biting her lower lip, “oh, don’t worry honey, you’re going to be such a good foot slave”, your heart sank, you looked straight into her eyes, she made a satisfied smile, you hoped you haven’t heard right, then everything started spinning, her face was above you now, she was growing rapidly, everything was growing, you fell down, your clothes slid off your body.
You ended up standing naked on the stool that was now the size of a small island compared to you, you were breathing quickly, looking around, her hand closed on you and she placed you on her sunbathing bench, she looked at you from above and giggled.
“L-Liya?!” You shouted in fear.
She leaned sideways and grabbed clothes from the bag, then placed it next to you, and you quickly dressed up.
“Please tell me it was a joke”, you begged in a choked voice while dressing up.
“Why? Don’t you want to be my foot slave?” She asked with a laugh, then brought her feet from both sides, engulfing you, you looked up at her face, your whole body was shaking.
“P-Please, I trusted you”, you started crying.
“Ugh, relax, I’m teasing you”, she said with an irritated voice, “why do you have to be so serious all the time”
“S-So it was a joke, right?” You asked, your eyes still filled with tears.
“Yes, whatever, you can call it however you want”, she shrugged.
You started to calm down, still breathing heavily, trying to lower your adrenaline. Then you started smelling it, the heavenly smell of her feet, just a million times stronger, almost suffocating.
You looked around, her soles were on both of your sides, they were sweaty, dirty, every detail was huge now, every crevice, every drop of sweat, every piece of dirt, it was all gigantic, you felt so insignificant.
“So can you continue?” She asked.
“C-Continue?”
“Ron, the foot massage!” She said, a bit angry now.
“A-Ah, sorry!” You said, all confused, you approached her left foot and started pushing it with both hands.
“Harder please”, she requested, impatiently.
You pushed harder, using every muscle in your body, even shoving your face to the ball of her foot, smeared in her foot sweat and dirt.
“Mmm”, she approved with a smile, then laid back, “perfect, I think it can work out”, she said with pleasure, “go to that spot again in my arch, press hard”.
It was the most physical and hardest task you’ve ever done, you felt humiliated, her skin was hard, what you could do with your fingers just a few moments ago now required you to struggle with your whole body.
After about ten minutes, you collapsed in front of her foot, panting and breathing heavily.
She leaned forward to look at you again, raising her sunglasses, you looked up to her with a suffering face, your arms were pumped, your torso was aching.
“It’s not the same like in normal size, huh?” She asked with a giggle.
“N-No..” you could barely produce a sound, still breathing heavily the stench of her feet.
“That’s ok, you’ll get used to it”, she smiled, “now let’s get you something to drink shall we”, she grabbed you with her hand with no warning, got up and walked inside her house.
It was the first time you were in actually, you started realizing how little you know of her.
She dropped you inside a small cage that was in her living room. Panicked, you quickly held the bars, “W-Wait!.. a.. a cage???” You asked in fear, “w-what’s going on!”
She made a compassionate face, like she’s looking at something adorable, “you poor thing, where did you think you would stay?”
“I.. I didn’t think about it, b-but a cage? Liya please”, you were on the verge of crying again.
“We kinda said you’ll be a pet, pets stay in cages, I’m not sure why you’re so shaken about it”, she said nonchalantly and shrugged, walking to the kitchen.
You choked, still holding the bars, shaking, you’ll actually be kept inside a cage, this is beyond humiliating, how can she think it’s natural to keep a human being inside a cage, you were horrified.
Then your eyes slowly lowered to the book she was reading all this time, you haven’t paid attention to it before.
The title was “The Art of Seduction”, then you noticed the small subtitle and you froze in terror.
“Get yourself a willing slave”
