Agent One's Demotion

When she noticed the shrinking incantation in the demonic tome they had recently confiscated from a satanic temple, Agent Two couldn't help but have a bit of fun at her partner's expense. The spell went off without a hitch, reducing Agent One to a fraction of his normal height. He actually shrunk more than Agent Two had expected, but she quickly adapted and began messing with him playfully. She loomed over him like a goddess, taunting him as he gazed up in awe.

"How's the view from down there bug? Your eyes must be strained just from trying to make out my face, how about I give you something closer to look at?"

Slowly raising her leg, Agent Two glided her massive shoe over the miniscule form of her partner, engulfing him in it's shadow as she jokingly lowered it almost to the ground, before raising it once more. After a few minutes of spooking him though Agent Two started getting bored, finding the whole ordeal less exciting than expected with her tiny plaything too small to talk back. She brought her foot back to the ground and scrunched her face in thought, the tiny beneath her staring up nervously as he waited for the giantess' next move. As she pondered she began absentmindedly tapping her foot, not even realizing that the shockwaves were tossing her poor partner around like an earthquake. Finally thinking of something, a smirk crossed Agent Two's face as she wordlessly sat down on the floor and began pulling her shoes off, revealing her massive brown soles to the miniscule man at her feet. The now barefoot giantess let the tiny drink in the sight for a few minutes, coyly flexing her toes and wafting her feet towards him. The stale odor had already begun to surround him, but he was too engrossed at the titanic sight before him to take much notice. He had yet to notice the sadistic edge to his giant partner's grin, but her next words quickly reminded this wasn't just a show for him.

"You know something partner? These puppies get pretty sore by the end of every day, especially when were running about in the field. I'm sure yours do to, but my heel's bring it to a whole other level. I've actually asked you before to be a good friend and help me out with this, just giving them a quick rub before I headed home, but you always turned me down. Now that you're not in much position to say no to me though, how about you make up all that with a nice, long foot massage?"

Agent One froze up at his partner's mischievous suggestion, his eyes darting between her chuckling face and the towering feet that soared stories above him. His hesitation was cut short though when the giantess smugly mentioned that if he didn't play along she'd stuff him into her steam work heels, and he reluctantly made his way towards his colleagues massive heel and started kneading his arms into it. His best efforts were barely a tickle for the titanic woman, and quickly growing irate she soon added licking and kissing to his duties for disappointing her. After an hour of backbreaking work and not even finishing half of her left foot, a now furious agent two lowered said foot onto him and mercilessly smothered him beneath it's sweaty flesh. Amidst taking out her frustrations though Agent Two's phone dinged, informing her that her presence was needed elsewhere. Still annoyed, the giantess wordlessly picked up her minute partner and tossed him into her shoe, soon flattening him between it's pungent insole and her giant sole. Agent One festered in this stuffy prison, praying that his partner will cool off enough to take him out at the end of the day, still in shock at how any of this could even be happening.

He'd better comfortable with his new size as well, since Agent Two didn't realize the growth incantation wasn't translated by their linguistics team yet...