Anthony was alone in the house, or so he thought. He went to the living room to watch some TV and make himself comfortable on the sofa. He grabs the remote and find his favourite channel and starts watching.
"HEY!" He hears a voice, it was his aunt Gina. He thought he was alone so he's caught by surprise. "Hey!" He responds. "You scared me!"
"Now why would I, your aunt, scare you?? Unless of course you've been up to no good! Have you??" She asks. He could tell she was being playful and jokes back. "Yeah, sure! I've been watching TV! If that's a crime, punish me!" He says playfully. To his mild surprise, his aunt Gina starts walking towards him slowly. She was still wearing her shoes as she must've just returned from wherever she was outside.
"Punish you? Now that's an idea!" She smirks slyly. "But first..." He looks just in time to see her spray him with something before he blacks out on the sofa.
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A few minutes later, his vision seems to return slowly. Everything is blurry but he feels normal, until he sees what's around him. Everything was suddenly huge! Gigantic! What had happened?! He tells himself. He must be dreaming, he thinks. But no, he wasn't. And he knew it, it was too real! His aunt had somehow shrunk him. How is that possible?!
"Ehem ehem, welcome back to the land of the living..." He hears a voice boom above him. He looks up, it's her! She was now sitting on the sofa far above him. As she sat cross legged, Anthony was now right under her large sole as it hovered over him. His heart sinks in his chest and his breathing becomes shallow and fast. His blood pressure must be skyrocketing as he now has the equivalent of a panic attack. Who could blame him; he was now about 3 inches tall while his aunt looked like a building over him.
"And now for your punishment... Remember? You're the one who wanted this!" She tells him acting stern but couldn't help a giggle. She suddenly lets her foot fall right next to him, scaring him to death. "Aunt Gina!!! You could've crushed me!!!" He yells, terrified this was actually the end.
"Well what do you think happens to little bugs on the floor, tiny one?" Gina is enjoying toying with her tiny nephew as he freezes in place from the shock. "But that's too easy a punishment for you! You're going inside my shoe right under my sole!" She says quickly leaning down and snatching him in her hand. Anthony screams and thrashes around in a total panic while his aunt Gina makes a fake evil laugh. "No way but under my foot you go, little bug! I hope you flatten nicely as my sole sweats all over you little body! Bye bye!" She says before dropping him in her leather flat.
Anthony lands on the insole right on his back. He looks left and right and is greeted by a large number 11 printed right next to him. He tries to move but finds himself stuck to something. It was a piece of double sided tape his aunt had put there before he came to. He was stuck. She was going to crush him under her barefoot as she said, she was going to kill him, he thought! He was so terrified that he couldn't even say anything let alone yell out for help. His view is blocked overhear, he could no longer see her smiling face. A huge sole was now his ceiling as she prepares to wear him in her shoe. Gina points her toes down, preparing to enter his prison, her shoe, as her terrified nephew manages to unglue one of his arms, no, both arms now. He sticks up his arms trying to stop her from stepping on him. Her soft sole presses against his tiny hands but the weight does short work of his pathetic effort and simply give as her sole comes down even closer to his prone little body. His breathing increasing, he can now smell her foot as it begins to press down on him. His head was right under the ball of her foot while the rest of his body was pressed snugly under the soft arch of her gigantic foot.
"AGHHHHH!!!" Anthony grunts. He should be dead now, reduced to nothing but a greasy stain beneath his aunt's foot. What's happening?! He could feet tremendous pressure crushing his body, his insides somewhat trying to find space to shift to but there's nothing but foot flesh flattening him against the insole of her leather shoe. The air is swiftly squashed out of his lungs, his ribs aching and buckling under his aunt's gigantic weight. His face tightly smushed against her sole while his tummy, midsection and legs were buried under the soft and fleshy arch of her foot. Gina looks at her foot, feeling her tiny nephew underneath her sole and starts standing up, increasing the weight on the tiny boy under her foot. She stands to her full height, making sure to put most of her weight on top of him, feeling him wiggle against the pressing sole that was now his tomb so to speak. It pretty much felt like to little Anthony, being quite literally buried in tons of foot flesh as she stood on top of him.
"Aghhh Aghfffff..." He's flattened even more as she stands still for a few minutes admiring her handy work. Relief! She raises her foot just a little and points it downwards, making little Anthony slide forward until he feels his face brush against the underside of his aunt's big and second toe. The foot comes down again, now his face tightly packed under her large toes while his chest was crushed flat beneath the cushy ball of her vast foot. She stands on one foot, now slowly allowing her entire weight to press down on her tiny and "unfortunate?" nephew. He can now feel himself getting wet, was he getting excited by this? No, not yet, it was her sole, it began sweating as the heat started building up in his leathery confines. Pressed tightly against her sole, his little body started getting soaked in foot sweat, his aunt's foot sweat...
"Would you like a drink?" She teasingly asks as she scrunches her toes around his tiny face, making his mouth pop open and immediately sending foot sweat down his throat. He gags but nothing comes out. His body was pressed too flat for anything to actually function properly. "How does it taste, honey? I bet it's salty or sour? Here, have some more!" She teases and she punishes the boy with another gulp of foot sweat before letting her sole simply rest on top of him, rendering him completely motionless beneath her foot as she stands still.
"You think THIS is heavy?! Wait until I flip around..." She mumbles to herself. He could tell she said something as he felt the vibration going through her body through her sole but couldn't quite decipher the words.
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