Stephanie's Big Secret - Chapter 4

The girls went to the festival Saturday after lunch. They were excited and they wanted to dance. When they arrived there was a substantial crowd, and they quickly found a place to settle down and listen to the hard house and electronic music. The huge stage was filled with lights and pyrotechnics and a mob was dancing in front of it.

“Is she awake?”  asked Cindy pointing at Jade’s left skechers shoe she was wearing. She was clearing referring to the tiny girl stuck inside.

“I don’t know.” Said Jade, stomping down a few times. “Can’t feel her” she added. “And.. honestly, I don’t care.”

The girls got closer to the dance area which was basically a field now completely destroyed and muddy. One of their favorite DJ was spinning, and they got into party mode rather quickly, drugs starting to take effect.

Down there, deep inside Jade’s sneaker, Stephanie was awake and was having a hard time to comprehend what was happening. First, there was the constant stomping and incredible weight of the foot above her smashing and grinding her down into the shoe’s spongy insole. That in itself was headache inducing and absolutely terrifying. She knew where she was, she knew who was stomping her, and she could here the BPMs outside the shoe, loud and rhythmic. She actually knew all that was happing to her and she had mixed feelings about it all. Beyond the stomping and dancing, the weight of a skyscraper woman crushing her, there was the smell and the warm humidity emanating from Jade’s socked foot. It was very uncomfortable, very hard to stay focused, very hard to breathe. Stephanie had to time her inhales and exhales with the rhythm of the Jade’s dancing and her weight shifting.

There was a major problem in Stephanie’s mind. As a matter of fact, she was actually living a fantasy. That was undeniable. She was being trample and crushed into a sneaker by one of her lifelong friends and she was forced to smell her foot while doing so. It was and incredible experience and as hard as it was to believe, it -was- happening, and Stephanie tried to make the most out of it by smelling deeply between steps, and appreciating the nothingness of her situation. She was very very small, and the sock material brushing against her tiny naked body made her realize she was under Jade’s toes. She actually loved what was happening, she had pictured this moment so many times in her life and it was happening. The major problem was the fact all of her friends actually decided to turn on her and make her feel stupid and ridiculous before she passed out. She also remembered the words that were said to her: “We’re not going to grow you back to normal size….”

Those words were ruining her fantasy. She was conflicted between enjoying the moment, and being in absolute fear about her life and the future. What would they do to her? Why would they do such a thing? Why didn’t they want to be her friends anymore? Why would they actually be so mean after being so kind and understanding? Was it all a set up, a mascaraed they were playing. Were they actually making fun of her without her knowing? Between dancing stomps, Stephanie had mixed feelings, most of which were negative and taking her by the guts. She couldn’t believe that her friends, her best friends for the matter, actually turned against her so easily.

That could only mean one thing: they didn’t want to be friends with her anymore because of her big secret. Even Christine, who actually was responsible for all of this, who actually told her that he understood. She lied. She played a game in which she actually just toyed with Stephanie to bring her to admit her foot fetish and end up shrunk…Stephanie was completed disoriented about it all, and that’s not taking into account she was being forced into smelling the foot that was stomping her, trapped into Jade’s shoe.

“Oh hey! I think I felt her!” Screamed Jade to her friends, dancing together and having a good time. “She’s under my toes!” she added.

“Don’t forget I am next!” said Kim.

“She will probably die inside my shoe.” Said Jade. They all laughed and continued to dance on the very loud music.

After a few hours of dancing, at the end of the afternoon, the girls walk away towards a small hill, not too far from the stage and the music but far enough to take a break and sit in the grass. Their shoes were covered in drying mud and they were all sweaty. The sun was powerful, but there were enough clouds to give the crowd some moments of shade.

“Come on, my turn!” said Kim, poking Jade. Jade actually untied her left sneaker and removed it, freeing her sweat soaked socked foot from it. She looked inside the shoe and tapped on it, she saw the tiny half inch tall body of Stephanie tumble down to the heel section. “There you are? Still alive?” she said. She didn’t want to look closer cause the smell of her shoe was intense. She just turned the shoe upside down over Kim’s adidas superstar’s opening and they all say the tiny Stephanie fall down from one shoe to the other. The girl, who was half conscious landed on the Adidas shoe’s insole and the smell was completely different. She saw Kim’s beautiful face above her.

“Hey Steph, enjoy my foot, you freak.” Then Kim just casually put her shoe on, tying the laces, trapping the tiny girl inside, not caring where she was. The girls laughed and after a few more minutes of break time, they went back dancing with he huge crowd, a new Dj was up, they didn’t know him, but damn, his music was good, and they were dancing like crazy.

Stephanie was assaulted by Kim’s smelly shoe and foot and while feeling almost the same physically and mentally, she did enjoy Kim’s foot smell more than Jade’s. she gave herself a short moment of respite in her psychological drama to actually enjoy the smell and take deep breathes when possible. She hated herself for being who she was, and she hated her friends, who were actually betraying her.

Stephanie wished she had kept her secret to herself. She wished it all away.

But sometimes it’s hard to actually accept that we are who we are, and Stephanie had been struggling all her life about it and now while living her ultimate fantasy, she couldn’t stop thinking that it was maybe the last moments of her life. She too thought that this level of abuse would literally kill her at some point.