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Minor Felony
🕑 Added 2023-01-26 07:59:00 +0000 UTCWith the success of shrunken custody, punishments slowly moved to using shrunken tech in various ways, even home custody included being shrunken now, the law system all over the world moved to this kind of punishment.
In Israel, they took it to the edge, you complimented a girl at work about how good she looks in her new dress, she filed a complaint and after a short hearing it was settled:
It’s a minor felony in harassment, 5 months of shrunken servitude in a crowded beach in Tel Aviv, you will be placed on a table with a sign “foot cleaner” in the women area.
“Maybe this will teach you to treat women with respect”, the judge said.
You begged your colleague to pull her complaint but she insisted not to, you pleaded for a different kind of punishment but nothing helped, they shrunk you and placed you there.
On the table there were 3 more people, every one placed on a different edge. There was a supervisor who just sat there and watched you, she was there in order to make sure no one kills or kidnap you, and also to make sure you are being obedient.
In the middle of the table were few signs:
“Foot Cleaner”
“Do Not Feed”
“Accused of Sexual Harassment”
Obviously it triggered all the girls, who stood in line for you to clean their feet, you had a small rag and you had to clean the sand off their feet one by one.
No one was nice to you, some even watched when your supervisor doesn’t look and used the opportunity to spit on you, “a fucking pervert”, one of them said.
It shocked you at first, you were never being spit on even in normal size, it was disgusting and sometimes made them laugh watching you squirming in their spit.
When the sun sets your supervisor placed you in a jar with crumbs and water and placed you in a hotel next to the beach, and every day looked like that, a terrible recurring nightmare.
In time you got used to the humiliation, you ignored the spits, the commands to clean harder, one day a girl insisted that you kiss her foot and you just did that, trying to avoid a conflict.
It’s been months, and one day someone familiar placed her feet in front of you.
“Hey Steve”, she said and giggled, it was Neta, your colleague, the one who complained about you, you looked at her and nodded, her feet were covered in sand.
“I was looking for you, how long have you been doing this? 3 months now? Not much left, right? I hope you’re not mad at me”, she laughed at you, obviously mock you and doesn’t really mean that.
Your eyes filled with tears and you nodded, you held the rag and started cleaning her feet, humiliated.
“Good boy, you got so good at this, thought about a career change?”
You bite your lips, trying to hold yourself from saying anything that might get you in trouble, you have just 2 more months to serve.
“Forgot how to talk? How cute, don't you think I look good in my dress anymore?”
“Neta, I was just trying to be nice, I never meant to harass you in any way”, you said loudly.
“Lol, I know”, she started laughing.
“What?”
“I know, it was just a cute compliment, it was hilarious doing this to you, you should have seen your face in court, so pathetic”
You blushed in anger, you wanted to scream at her, but you just continued rubbing her foot harder.
“How is it though? Cleaning random girls' feet all day? Are they nice to you?” She giggled.
You didn’t answer, it was awful and you hated every minute of it, all the girls humiliated you, mistakenly thinking you sexually harassed someone.
There was only one last segment left to clean on her left foot, then she bent forward and held your rag with her fingers, throwing it away.
“What are you doing???” You screamed in anger.
“Oh no, you lost your tiny rag, and my foot is still dirty”, Neta said and giggled quietly.
You angrily turned to your supervisor but she was talking over the phone, not looking at you.
“I guess you have no choice but to use your tongue for that last part… lick hard please” she placed a hand over her mouth and giggled more.
“No!!! What the fuck!! Stop it!! Neta you fucking BITCH!!” You screamed and pointed at her in anger.
She smiled and waved to the supervisor, “excuse me, hey, he’s not willing to clean my foot”, the supervisor placed a hand over the phone and looked at her.
You quickly got on your knees and started licking the sand off her feet.
“Ah, never mind, it’s ok”, Neta said, satisfied with your licks.
The taste of her foot sweat got mixed with the grains of sand, it was terrible, even worse than being spit on.
Once you finished Neta pulled her feet away and placed her phone next to you, she hit the play button and you heard you scream “Neta you fucking BITCH!”
“Calling me bitch, sounds like another sexual harassment”, she giggled.
“N-Neta no, please, I’ll do anything”, your face turned pale.
“Excuse me? I want to file a complaint”, Neta told the supervisor with a smile.
“Yes?” The supervisor hung up and listened.
“He refused to clean my feet and called me a fucking bitch, I have proof”, and she let her hear the recording.
“Oh god, I’m so sorry”, the supervisor said.
“No! Please, it's not true!” You shouted but they both ignored you.
“I will take care of it ma’am, perhaps this one hasn't learned his lesson”, the supervisor said, grabbing and throwing you inside the jar, you had eye contact with Neta, she smiled viciously at you.
“Thanks, I hope he gets punished good, I will send you the recording and I can testify if needed”
You banged the glass walls, “I’ve never done anything to you!! Why are you doing this?!”
The supervisor shakes the jar, making you hit the glass a few times and fall back.
“The recording is enough, don’t worry, sorry again for this”
Neta nodded and walked away, giving you one last cruel look on her way to the showers.
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At the next hearing, you tried to explain what happened there but no one believed you, your sentence was extended by 2 more years, you cried miserably and begged for anyone to believe you but it was pointless.
You were back on the table the next day, starting serving your 2 years and 2 months sentence, cleaning feet over and over again.
Neta came to visit many times, humiliating you, making you lick the sand off, you obeyed everything and ignored her teasing and mocks, kept your mouth shut no matter what.
It didn’t help, Neta lied again 1 year later, lazily even using the same recording, making your sentence extend to 10 years.
You lost every hope of ever being free again.
