For a moment, you thought that this was it. Chloe’s heel pressed down for a moment and the sheer weight and force that bore down on your body made every inch of your body scream out in pain! You could feel your ribs starting to bend and compress under the unyielding bony heel, even as the silky smooth skin of her well-cared-for heel molded around you for a moment and smothered you. It was like someone had covered you with a weighted blanket and then parked a car on top of your body. You tried to push back against the heel but could only manage to scratch at Chloe’s skin. Barely enough for a tickle…but a tickle was what you needed.
“HMMMM?” Chloe’s voice chimed overhead as she shifted the weight on her foot forward, lifting her heel from the back of her slip-ons ever-so-slightly.
You gasped, still stuck to the warm heel, but no longer getting actively crushed. You had enough time to take in one deep breath and used it to scream at the top of your lungs, “C-Chloe! Down here! H-Heeeeeelp!” Aside from the video playing on Chloe’s phone, you heard nothing for a moment before your heart sank. Slowly, Chloe’s heel began to lower once more. Images of your death flashed in your mind. Nothing more than a red smear. A tiny speck. Your heart was hammering as you felt the insole press against your back as the weight began to increase once more! Terrified, you started scratching at Chloe’s heel once again in what you thought would be your last moments.
Lifting once again, the sudden release of pressure almost made you pass out. Coughing and bleary-eyed, you could see something curling around the massive edge of Chloe’s heel. The warm pad of her pointer-finger pressed down onto your body as Chloe rolled you back, peeling your tiny form from her heel as you found yourself getting stuck to the underside of her nail…flying away into the sky… You snapped back into consciousness as your body passed Chloe’s knees and the changing air pressure made your ears pop. Disoriented, you tried clawing at the area around you only to feel the smooth underside of Chloe’s fingernail under your own hands. Your ass was pressed against her fingertip itself as you slowly began to realize where you were. You’d gone from a bug on the floor to dirt under her nail. A promotion? Possibly! At least this time you could see you were slowly approaching Chloe’s colossal face high above you and coming closer. Even with the insanity of almost dying under your boss’ heel and now riding her finger toward her face, your heart fluttered like you were climbing the very first drop of a rollercoaster! Only, you knew that your screams would do more good now rather than at the end of this ride. “C-Chloe! Chloe, please! I-I’m down here!” you screamed at the top of your lungs…and this time, your words seemed to have an effect. Your stomach knotted as you saw the massive orbs of Chloe’s gaze slowly shifting to focus on the tiny speck stuck to her nail.
“GROSS…WHAT DID I…?” Chloe asked, squinting and bringing her finger closer to her eyes…her eyes which suddenly went wide a split-second after her pupils narrowed on you… “WHAT. THE. FUCK?!” Chloe’s voice boomed, almost bowing your eardrums out in the process. You were in pain. You were dirty. You were exhausted. You were half-crammed under your boss’ fingernail…but you had her attention….
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