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The Office (Part 14) - Allstars
🕑 Added 2023-02-27 07:59:00 +0000 UTCAs you woke up Tracy and her mac weren’t there anymore, you figured she left for work or something and didn’t want to wake you up.
Finally a morning without a sweat overload ‘Therapy’, it’s been a while…
You waited patiently until Tracy came back inside, holding a shoe box, she placed it in front of you and sat with a smile.
“Hey, good morning, how did you sleep?”
“F-Fine”, you hesitated, looking at the box, you knew exactly what it was.
“So, it just arrived”, she opened the box, then placed the shoes in front of you, “I would never have thought that I’ll use such shoes, and to have someone inside beneath my sole, and that someone to be you!…” she paused, “imagine if 5 years ago someone would tell us that this is our future”, she started laughing.
You didn’t laugh, you looked at the shoes and was reminded of the horrific days you suffered in Maya’s shoes.
“T-Tracy, can we please talk about it?” Your eyes started filling in tears.
She made a compassionate expression, “look, I know you’re scared, but I’m doing this to help you, you know that, right?”
You started breathing fast, panicked.
“ok, let’s grow me back, I’m ready, ok? I swear”, you couldn’t believe the words coming out of your mouth, but you were so panicked you were ready to say anything just not going into these shoes.
Tracy smiled, “it’s progress, but I know you’re just saying that to avoid becoming an insole”, she sent her hand forward and grabbed you, “I’m sorry, but I feel like it’s the only way”.
You squirmed, “NO! No.. Tracy come on! I swear! I don’t want to be a foot slave-“ *THUD*
She dropped you inside the shoe, you realized it’s inevitable, you quickly crawled to the toes section, but before you could reach it - the ball of her foot pinned you down, the worst place to be stuck at, she didn’t even put socks on, you started desperately crying, this is going to be a nightmare…
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You had no idea what Tracy was doing out there, but her foot kept sweating.. luckily, it seems like the anti-crush shoes industry improved during the last years, and the sweat got sucked in dedicated holes after washing you.
As much as you were used to foot sweat, this was too much, the pain of being under the pressure of tons, the constant struggle to breath between her steps, the terrifying moments of being sure you are about to die - you couldn’t believe Tracy is doing this to you.
The pressure was finally gone, Tracy pulled her foot off.
You were stuck to the ball of her foot, glued by her sweat.
“Oh my god, where are you?” She said while looking inside her shoe.
You desperately moved, twitched a bit, she quickly grabbed her foot and checked you out with a surprised look.
“Oh my god, you’re stuck”, she exclaimed, you tried to detach your legs or hands but everything was just too sore, “ahhh…” you released a painful moan, then started coughing out foot sweat over and over again.
Tracy used her finger to peel you off her foot, she took a closer look at you, “Travis are you ok?”
“N-No”, you stuttered in tears.
“Wow”, she placed a hand over her mouth and looked aside, then giggled embarrassingly, “sorry, it’s a little funny seeing you like that I don’t know why”.
“No more, ok?” You asked as she placed you on the table.
“So you’re done with this nonsense? So easily?” She asked, not convinced.
You paused for a moment but then quickly said, “yes, I want to grow back and live a normal life, you win”, you said reluctantly, it was a lie, you wanted to be a normal foot slave just not to be tortured non stop.
You thought that maybe you can find Maya when you are in normal size and beg her to take you back.
Tracy made a thinking face, “I’m not sure I believe you”.
“What?! Come on! What do you want me to say!” You started getting angry.
“You REALLY changed your mind just after a day inside my shoe?” She asked, examining you suspiciously.
“Tracy, it’s horrible, you have no idea-“
She stopped you with her laughter, “I can only guess”, she grabbed and checked her foot, “but look, it looks so moist and refreshed after today, usually I have some dry skin forming up, and it was pretty comfortable to be honest”, she checked her left foot, “see? This one already have a small blister from today, using you as an insole actually helped”.
“Tracy you can’t be serious”, you said and took a step back.
“What? I’m just saying, I can understand girls who use tinies as insoles, if I had no conscience I would use two tinies daily”, she caressed her foot and smiled, you didn’t like the way she’s talking.
She sighed, “ok Travis I’m glad it helped you, we will go to the shrinking center on Monday, I’ll take the day off”
You nodded, “thanks… Tracy”, then you paused, “what day is it?”
“Oh, right, it’s Saturday, we have Sunday to spend together”, she said casually, “anything specific you wanna do on your last day as a tiny?”
“I Umm…” you blushed, “I’m not sure”.
“Can I suggest something?” She said and placed her left shoe on the table.
You looked at it and gulped.
“You’ve been a day in my right one, I think you should spend the next in my left, to make it equal, you know?”
“T-Tracy, n-“
“Please, do this for me ok? I don’t want one to be so smooth when the other is like that, it’s weird”, she made a begging face.
“Tracy that’s insane”, you protested but she just picked you up and hovered you above the entrance of her left shoe.
“Just think about it ok? Tomorrow I’ll ask you before placing my foot inside”, she said and released her grip, you fell into the shoe.
You looked up, wanted to shout but Tracy walked away already, you sighed in frustration, the air was putrid and the insole was soft and moist.
You sat down and crossed your arms, then you noticed that your clothes are still soaked in Tracy’s foot sweat, you removed everything and made a pillow with it, then just laid down to get some sleep, your whole body was aching, it was a rough day.
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You woke up with Tracy’s sole blocking your sight.
“H-Hey! TRACY NO!” You screamed and quickly stood up.
*Squish*
Her foot shoved you to the insole, your face was pinned exactly at the ball of her foot, your legs still crossed, a horrible position to be in and you won’t be able to change it until she removes her shoes.
She started walking and the pain was unbearable, you tried to bite and pinch her skin as a desperate plea for help but she completely ignored it.
You were super confused with her attitude, is it help or just sick torture.
You used every step she took to crawl just a little towards her toes, every time her foot pressed you you moaned in pain, crying desperately.
As time passed her foot got sweaty again and the air was suffocating, you’ll never get used to being an insole.
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The shoe was pulled off again.
“Ugh, what a day!” Tracy exclaimed, then grabbed her foot to check up on you again, she started giggling.
“So how was it?” She asked with a smile.
You just moaned and started coughing out foot sweat again, then your skin detached from her sweaty sole and you fell face first on the table.
“Oh, sorry Travis…” Tracy said and then giggled a little, “I don’t know what to say, this owning a tiny thing is much more fun than I thought”.
You slowly sat down, trying to adjust to the fresh air, your view was still blurry.
“I mean, my sole”, she examined it, “ever since I got you it got so soft, I uhh-“
“You want to keep me?” You asked, she gulped and blushed, “Tracy, it’s ok, I’ll be your foot slave if you want - just please, no more being an insole, I’m begging you”.
“N-No Travis it’s not that… what? I wouldn’t own you as a foot slave that’s insane, we are friends”
“But I’m telling you it’s ok if you’ll treat me with just a little respect”, you insisted and stood up.
“No Travis, I’m working in SLM, I won’t own a foot slave, are you crazy?”
“So what was it last week? Look at me”, you showed her purple marks over your body, you were bruised.
“It’s.. I was helping you”, she blushed harder.
You sighed, you didn’t know anymore if she even believes herself, “whatever Tracy”, you shrugged and went back to your cage, “you can do whatever you want, I don’t care anymore”
“What’s with that attitude? What’s wrong with you?” She asked with an irritated face.
“I’m just exhausted, I was used as a damn insole for two days straight”
“Ugh, ok, get some sleep I guess, tomorrow morning we are going to the shrinking center and you’ll put this all behind you”, she said, trying to smile awkwardly.
You laid down and tried to get some sleep.
So tomorrow you’ll grow back to your normal size after so many years, you weren’t excited, you were terrified, you ran hypothetical conversations with Maya in your head, thinking how you’re going to explain to her that you want to return being her shrunken slave, you knew her so well you guessed some of her responses, until you fell asleep.
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“The Office” actually concludes now, but it’s not the end of the story.
After a break this story will resume under a different title (still a work in progress)
I might release Inheritance before resuming this one.
Hope you enjoyed this story throughout February :)
