Smaller Than Usual - (Short story)

I hate it when my cousin and my aunt come to visit us. I hate it so much. They are mean persons, and they always shrink me to like 1 foot tall and ask for foot massages while they have tea with my mom. And my mom isn’t defending me. It’s always the same. I mean, my cousin Amber is my age, we should be like, some kind of friends and hang out together but she sees herself superior because her mom has a shrinking device and since early child hood, I’ve been the one to be shrunk and used.

“Don’t worry Amy, their feet won’t stink as much as last time.” My mom said to me while preparing the tea set.

“Well last time Amber’s feet were disgusting.” I said back to my mom, helping her place everything in the living room.

“Yeah but she had a soccer practice in the morning. Today she doesn’t so you should be fine. Plus, you got to see the bright side, Anne and Amber don’t come visit us often and it makes them so happy to have you giving them a foot rub. Plus, they give you 100$ each time, so why do you complain?” explained my mom.

“Cause it’s disgusting. Anyway, you don’t understand, you’re not he one being shrunk all the time they visit.” I answered.

“Now now, it can’t be -that- bad.  You exaggerate like all teens your age do.” My mom said. Fact is, my mom kind doesn’t care that my aunt shrinks me. We’ve been having the same kind of conversation every time since my childhood and it always ends up her taking my aunt’s side. She doesn’t’ even try to defend me.

The doorbell rang, it was them. My mom trotted to the door and opened it, saying Hi all happy and hugging her sister and my cousin Amber who looked like she wasn’t too happy to be here. She was grumpy as always but today it looked like she was even more than usual. I walked behind my mom and greeted them too, no hugs for me tho, I hate hugs.

“Wow, Amy, you look tired!” said my aunt Anne. She ruffled my hair with her hand and Amber looked at me.

“Hi.” She said, not very enthused. It’s been raining and all I could look at was my Aunt and my cousin’s shoes, cause, usually, they were a good indicator of how much their feet would smell. During summer, sandals and mules aren’t that bad, but during other seasons they wear closed shoes and I never know what it’s gonna be like for me when I am shrunk. My cousin wore adidas superstars sneakers that looked completely trashed. She had white ankle sports socks and leggings. She looked like a spoiled brat. My aunt wore high heeled ankle boots with black nylons and a skirt. They removed their coats and my mom placed them in the closet. My aunt removed her boots and pulled out a pair of black low heeled lather pumps from a bag.

“Welcome in! It’s been so long!” said my mom, inviting them to follow her to the living room where the tea set was carefully place on the coffee table in the middle.

“Too long!” said my aunt Anne following my mom. I stayed with Amber near the hall way.

“So what’s up?” I asked to her. She replaced her brown hair behind her shoulder.

“My shoes are wet.” She said to me. I looked down at her sneakers. “Wanna lick them?” she asked, and grinned.

“No, not really.” I said.

“You know you’re gonna end up shrunk like usual, right?” she said.

“Yeah. Whatever.” I answered. Amber gently kicked off her sneakers and walked to the living room with her white socks. I followed.

“So, Amy, come over here my dear!” said Anna, sitting in the living room. I walked to her while Amber sat next to her mom. My mom was in the kitchen preparing tea. “How is school? What’s new with you?” she asked.

“School’s boring, and I have nothing new.” I said, a bit exasperated. I honestly preferred to be shrunk right away and get this over with. So I removed my t-shirt and started to remove my pants. Yes, every time I had to strip naked, cause the Shrinking thingie doesn’t shrink clothes. But I didn’t care much.

“Well well, look who’s eager to give us a foot rub!” said Anna to her daughter, then she laughed. “But Amy, today you’re going to enjoy it even more than usual.” Anna said. I hesitated and looked at her frowning.

“Why?” I asked.

“Cause you’re going to be a bit smaller than usual. We’ll try something new today, you’ll be shrunk to one inch tall and massage our feet that way. It should be a huge challenge for you my dear.” Anan explained. Amber chuckled.

“What? No no, this is too small!” I protested.

“Come on, Amy, remember what we talked about.” Said my mom from the kitchen. I sighed. I became nervous and unsure. But I was resigned, I just stripped naked.

“Let’s get this over with.” I said nonchalantly.

“As you wish my dear.” Said my aunt, getting out her shrinking remote control from her purse. She shot it at me and I felt the usual sensation that I didn’t like. I started shrinking but it was faster than usual an everything got bigger and bigger and in matters of seconds I was knee deep into carpet fibers. Woah, it was hard to believe how small I was this time. She really did it to me, damn it. Everything was so big. “Well look at the cute little girl!” said my aunt. She stood up and walked close to me, her high heels were huge. “Amber, wanna go first?” she said, her voice booming above me.

“Whatever.” My cousin said. From under the coffee table I saw her remove one of her sock. Then, giant fingers came down and grabbed me quickly. I went up so fast when she stood back up I felt like I was in a bad drop ride in a theme park. All I could see was that she was bringing me closer to amber who was grinning and holding her sock opened. I was like, what the fuck? Then Anna dropped me into her daughter’s white sock and I fell inside the disgusting thing until I hit the bottom lightly. It smelled like amber’s foot and soon enough I understood that Amber would puit her foot back into the sock over me and that’s exactly what she did. Her giant toes came like rams and I ended up being wiggled by them under I was under. It was absolutely gross. Her foot smelled bad and she just didn’t care about me. She wiggled her toes again and placed her foot back on the ground. I didn’t know how I was supposed to rub her foot at this height it was impossible for me to actually move.

“Don’t just stand there, rub my foot!” said Amber.

“Is she not cooperating again?” said my mom coming in the living room with the tea.

“I think she’s just getting used to her new height!” said my aunt. And they laughed, and started to talk about life, about jobs, about housing, about men, about school. Their conversation went on and on and on and I was there stuck under my cousin’s smelly toes for no reason whatsoever cause I could not move. At some point my cousin sat differently, and crossed her legs, so I was dangling a fet inches from the ground, inside her sock, and I could move from under her toes to under her arch. And tried to rub the wrinkled skin of my cousin Amber’s feet. I really did my best honestly, even if it hated every second about this.

“How is she doing in there?” asked my aunt after what seemed like 15 minutes.

“Struggling.” Said Amber. “But it feels good.” She added. At least I was not doing this for nothing. I managed to reach her heel by pulling on the sock and moving myself under her foot. I massaged the skin of her foot with my tiny hands, trying not to focus on the smell. After a few more minutes, she pulled her foot out of the sock and retrieved me with her giant hand and grabbed me with her fingers. “Next foot!” she said to me when I had a brief moment of fresh air in her hand. Then she dropped me in the other sock, and I fell down like the first time and ended up under her toes like the first time, instead this was under her right foot. I resumed massaging the best I could, struggling and squirming my body around in her sock and under her sole and all.

After another 20 ish minutes, my aunt sai the words I didn’t want to hear. “My turn, Amber.” Then again a giant hand reached down into the sock after the foot was gone and I was passed quickly to another hand.

“Be nice in there! And make sure you rub all my foot not just the sole.” Sai my aunt, lowering me into her empty high heeled pump. She actually dropped me inside and brough her nyloned foot over me and inserted into the shoe with me inside. I screamed, but she just laughed. He foot squeezed itself into the shoe, trapping my under her toes, and the smell was so horrible, and strong. The nylon mesh was soft enough but pressed against my body. I hated that size, it was too small, and they just didn’t care that I was actually claustrophobic. I rubbed my hands at my aunt’s toes and did my best to squeeze myself under the ball of her foot. “That’s it dear girl, you’re doing great!” I heard above me. Then they resumed their conversation, sipping tea like if I wasn’t even there.

I squirmed myself under the arch of my aunt’s foot, away from the toe section where the smell was worse. Sometimes my aunt would shoe play a bot and help me move around by giving me some space between her foot and the insole of her shoe. I appreciated that, it helped me with my duty. I massaged my aunts sole and heel, and after 20 minutes again, She switched me to the other shoe and squeezed me under her toes like before and again that powerful pungent smell attacked me all over. I tried to breathe with my mouth but it wasn’t very effective to keep the smell away from entering my lungs. I tried to quickly get away and out of under her toes and squirmed myself under her foot where it was more bearable.

I did my job. Fucking hell. I hated it. What was that stupid idea to have me so small? I hated it. Suddenly, the foot above me started to press down very hard. Very, very hard and I realized my aunt was standing up. Then boom. She stepped forward, and woah, again boom. She was walking on me! The pressure was so intense I thought I would explode. She walked to the bathroom and I had to stay in her shoes while she peed and did her things, I was disgusted. She stood on me, washed her hands and came out of the bathroom and walked on me again without any care in the world.

Then her foot was pulled out of the shoe and I felt the fresh air come in and the scent of tea. It was good, much better than smelling my aunt’s foot. She used her foot to tilt the shoe on its side and I tumbled out of it on the doormat.

“We’re going now Amy. I hope you enjoyed your time under our feet!” said my aunt. Next to her, Amber had already put her sneakers on and stood up. While my aunt was putting her boots on, Amber brought he sole of her sneaker up on me and stepped down a bit to squeeze me under it.

“Lick my shoe!” she said. I didn’t do anything. I refused to lick. The small threads of her sneaker’s sole brushed against my naked body, I was so humiliated.

“Amber! Stop!” said my aunt. Then the foot was removed from me and Amber was just laughing.

“My aunt used her shrinking device to grow me back to normal size. The feeling of growing back is much more interesting. I stood before them naked, and walked away to get my clothes back. Before they left, they talked with my mother and when I walked back to them to say goodbye, my aunt gave me 200$ and thanked me.

They left.

Whew…

At least I had 200$.

The End.