"Now Nick if you don't obey me I'll have to give you another pill and you'll get even smaller, you wouldn't want that would you?"
You shake your head quickly no. This was crazy. Under no circumstances would you want to actually shrink any further. You decide to bide you time until you have a chance to get away.
"Good boy Nick, come over here and give me a good long foot rub with your cute little hands."
Angela sat on the coach and you stifled a groan as you made your way over to her. You really didn't want to give this woman a foot rub. Being only three feet tall would make the process even longer! You start rubbing one of her large feet and she moans softly, "Oh yes Nick just like that." You rub it for about five minutes and start to switch to the other foot. Angela clucks her tongue, "I'll tell you when to switch my little Nicky."
Grimacing you began to rub the same foot that you had been rubbing. Another five minutes pass. And then 10. You're hands weren't used to this and they were starting to cramp. She had her eyes closed and would occasionally moan but you doubted you could get away. After 20 minutes you say in a very meek voice, "Ms. Nolan my hand's are starting to hurt can I switch now?"
Her eyes open and she gives you a little smirk. "Oh well I don't want to hurt your hands dear. Why don't you rest them."
"Thank you," you reply gratefully.
"But your foot service isn't going to take a break, continue massaging them but while your hands rest use your tongue."
"W-what?"
"You heard me Nick, unless you would rather shrink again."
This wasn't fair! But you had no choice so you stuck out your tongue and begin to worship her massive feet. (They were already big to begin with but now they looked twice as huge!) They tasted salty and a little grimy. It was disgusting. You grimace and she laughs at you.
"Don't worry Nick, you'll be doing this for hours everyday, I'm sure you'll get used to the taste eventually!"
What was she talking about? Hours every day?! How long was she planning on keeping you here! As you continue to lick with those thoughts swirling in your mind she gives instructions to you. "Oh yes right there, OK get that tongue between my toes, get all of that toe jam out, oh that face again go ahead and swallow that toe jam, don't miss any spots now!"
You couldn't take much more of this. Your knees hurt from kneeling. You felt sick to your stomach. You wanted to get out of here more than anything else, but did you dare? Maybe if you were quick you could make a run for it...
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