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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #1815943

Josh is the owner of new water park called Shrink and Swim.

This choice: Let's make this last.  •  Go Back...
Chapter #7

Souvenir

    by: Raghp2 Author IconMail Icon
Josh looked up at the massive man sitting before. Both his legs broken from being violently flicked, Josh realized there was no chance of escape unless the sinister giant had a sudden feeling of mercy.

"LET'S MAKE THIS LAST, SHALL WE."

The words roared over Josh like a tornado. Tried as he might to protest, all he could do was wince in pain as he desperately tried to move. Looking over, panting Josh saw Ricky was slowly untying his shoe...

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"Lets feel this little bitch squirm..." Ricky thought to himself peeling off his size 13 nikes. Tossing the shoes aside he made extra sure they clapped loudly on the floor, so as to make his tiny victim jump. Looking down at the pathetic bug try and squirm away just made Ricky feel all the more powerful.

Next, he made sure to roll his socks off very slowly, laying his feet right beside the the terrified little man. "Hope he enjoys the show... it's gonna be his last." Ricky thought as he finally slid off the rest of socks. Positioning his feet at either side of Josh, hoping that his sweaty feet make the little man choke. Laughing out loud he retreated his feet and got ready to stand up... Not before laying his sweat drenched sock directly on top of his puny prey.

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Everything was starting to go dark as the sweaty feet smell overpowered Josh's olfactory senses. "I c-can't... breath..." Josh huffed, hoping his sadistic capture would just end this torture. Seemingly his wish was at least half granted as a wave of fresh air swept over him as Ricky moved his colossal feet.

Josh's relief was short lived as darkness shrouded over him once more, but this time due to fowl smelling white fabric. "His... sock...?" Josh barely consciously recognized.

He heard shifting noises, and had a terrible feeling come over him. Fighting back vomit, Josh tried to rest his body, trying his best not to move his legs.

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Now standing at his full height, Ricky smirked down at his sock. "Hope he's enjoying himself under there... why wouldn't he." He laughed again at his own internal banter.

With his toe, Ricky moved the sock from its position, revealing an unmoving pale little speck. Then slowly he moved his bare foot, inches off the ground above poor little Josh. Slowly, he lowered his sweaty foot, until he started to feel the coolness of the ground. Putting as little weight on the floor as possible, he figured the little man might still draw breath.

"Squirm then maybe I'll show mercy." He taunted as he put down his weight little by little.

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It was like a fleshy eclipse of the word as the sweaty foot descended down on his tiny body. Putting up his hand Josh tried fruitlessly to push the smelly foot away.

Josh's legs were in excruciating pain as the foot came to a stop. His whole body was pinned to the ground, barely with enough space for him to breath. Then Ricky's cocky voice boomed out, muffled slightly by his foot.

"SQUIRM THEN MAYBE I'LL SHOW MERCY."

It was Josh's last hope. Wiggling as fiercely as he could despite the pain in his legs, Josh was prepared to do anything at the chance of living. The weight kept coming down as Josh tried to squirm harder and harder, then finally...

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*pop*

Like a extremely tiny bug, Ricky finally felt the little man's body give way. Resting his full weight on the spot finally he chuckled to himself. "You call that squirming? I barely felt it." He said looking down at his foot.

Sitting back down on the ground, Ricky moved his foot closer to his face so he could examine it. "Wheeeeew! That sticks! Glad I wasn't him!" He said impressed with his own foot odor. Looking closely he did see a very small smear on the sole of his foot. Proud of himself, he slipped back on his socks and shoes. Not bothering to wipe the little man's body off his foot.

"Its like a souvenir." He smirked. "Of my visit to the infamous Shrink and Swim." He said laughing as he walked out of the room.
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