Race For Your Life By Brandon Carman

Ren was getting ready for her first track meet since she started college. She slowly put on her new black sports bra. What she did not know was while her back was turned, a young fan decided to sneak into the team locker room. Our little friend's name is Amy, and she has always been a big fan of Ren especially since they'd always been in the same school ever since the 3rd grade. However, Amy was too shy to even approach Ren, so she peeked from behind the lockers and she watched as her brown-haired angel slowly reached down for her white and black tank top.

As she watched, Amy began to feel a small tingling in her body, unaware that that feeling was coming from a little something splashed into her last cup of cola. She ignored this, thinking that it was just some gas. That was her biggest mistake.

Amy thought as she watched her goddess dress "My God she's so gorgeous especially with that nicely toned butt of hers. Mmmmm..."

Amy then slowly began to move her hand down to the waistband of her basketball shorts. She wiggled her fingers past the elastic and towards the crotch of her blue cotton panties as she watched Ren pull up her tight, black and white shorts that thoroughly showed off her butt so nicely. It made Amy’s mouth water every time.

As Amy watched this, she started to slowly lose her height inch by inch each minute, and it got worse as her body began to heat up with desire. Amy’s fingers hungrily rubbed at her pussy as she fulfilled her wildest fantasies. She still hadn't noticed that the locker she’d been hiding behind was quickly getting bigger than her, or that her clothes had loosened.

Ren, after finishing with her shorts then started to pull out her lucky white pair of socks with the little hearts on them from her pink, little gym bag that she had set up underneath the bench. She slowly pulled them apart and set the left one down next to her butt. Ren brought the right one down to her dirt-speckled foot, wrapping the back of the sock around her nicely pedicured toes. Amy’s pussy grew wet as she took in every inch of Ren’s body.

“Man, I really wish she’d finally notice me so that I can finally talk to her for once. She’s all I’ve thought about for days.” Her body hit the 4”5 mark, which made her look like a kid compared to her natural 5”6 height. At this point, she was too far gone to notice.

As Ren finished with the right she did the same with the left, she took her time because of how the soft fabric felt on the bottom of her wrinkled soles. Amy, knowing that the race would start soon, decided to quicken her pace, moving past the cotton and straight to her soaking wet pussy, which got tickled by a small gust of wind once she pulled the elastic from her skin. Amy was unaware of the fact that she had now shrunk to 2"6. None of her clothes fit, least of all her black t-shirt which looked like a poncho getting ready to fall off her toddler sized body.

Amy was filled with so much euphoria that she moved her small hand to her right breast and began to slowly massage it as she continued to get closer and closer to that sweet release. She tried to quiet her moans so that the now giant-sized runner didn't find her still watching. It was at that point, she had finally reached the point of no return as her body had now shrunk down to under a foot tall making her look the size of a Barbie doll.

Ren, fully clothed, walked back to her locker to grab her size seven running shoes whose soles have been massacred by each meet as they contained every drop of dried up sweat and every piece of lint that had touched her socks. The smell began to fill the room with a very oppressive scent but this did nothing to deter Amy as she reached the final hurdle. Amy cried out in ecstasy as her body tensed up and her fluids flowed out into her panties barely making a stain. As she slowly got up, she finally realized what had been happening around her. She was standing in the crotch of her panties, and the biggest shock came to her when she looked back where her goddess was sitting. Ren was putting on her once white shoes that now tower over Amy.

Amy tried her best to keep her composure, thinking "Okay, this looks bad. I am the size of an ant and my only hope is the giant woman that I've been spying on this whole time. All I need to do is climb up her body and get her attention. How hard can this really be?"

Oh how wrong she was.

Amy began her long journey by stepping out of the now huge pile of clothes left by her old life. She tripped once when she lost her footing traversing her giant panties, falling onto an old cum stain from one of her previous fantasy sessions. She was forced to take in the ripe scent as she heard a loud thud coming from the direction of the bench.

Ren heard the thud of Amy’s clothes and looked over at the lockers behind her seeing a somewhat familiar pair of shorts, thinking they belonged to that weird girl that always seemed to be stalking her in the hall after class, so she dropped her other shoe and decided to check out the weird pile of clothing. As she walked over, Amy struggled to keep her composure as every step was like a mini earthquake now and she then looked over to see the now giant shoe as it approached her, afraid that Ren might step on her. She tried to run the other way. Ren reached the pile and noticed that nobody was around so she decided to store the clothes in her gym bag until the end of the race so that she could bring them to the lost and found.

Amy's world shook rapidly as she skyrocketed up to the now more prominent C-cup breasts of her normal sized school mate. "What is she doing with my clothes? Could she have seen me? Am I saved?" Amy got knocked around by the vibrations caused by her new perspective. Ren walked over to her gym bag and carefully slipped the pile of clothes into her very musky bag, and then went back to putting on her other shoes. Amy finally got her bearings as the clothes sat inside the bag and she realized that she needed to get out of there as soon as possible before the bag was closed for the next few hours. She'd be trapped with the rank towels and clothes. She ran towards the edge of the bag and tried to climb the fabric, to no avail. The mostly flat material was too slippery to climb, but she realized that she could just try to climb the zip. She slapped herself in the head and she ran over. She began to climb the teeth of the zipper, struggling as her body still hasn't recovered from her orgasm.

Amy made it to the lip of the bag and got ready to jump. Suddenly she noticed how bad of an idea that really was. She might break her legs due to the height of the bag. The hard floor would break her for sure, so she tried to crawl across the lip of the bag so that she was facing Ren’s sneaker. She slid down, bracing herself for the impact that was sure to come. Luckily, it wasn’t too bad due to the rubbery wall provided by the shoe, which stopped her once she reached the floor.

To Amy’s surprise, Ren hadn't noticed her which was pretty lucky because she might have mistaken her for a bug or an itch and killed her with a scratch. Now was the hardest part of Amy’s journey, getting Ren's attention in the safest way possible. She figured the easiest way would be to just climb her until she reached her ear, then all she had to do was scream and maybe that would get her attention. She ran to the front of the shoe, which now looked like the size of a minivan to her, but these sneakers had a little slit in the rubber used for decoration, so she gripped the ledge and began to pull herself up to the stretches that held the top together. She did this until she reached the top of the toe section which seemed to be a lot smoother then she'd through.

Next, she slowly trekked across the top of the shoe, trying not to slip back down to the floor, once she reached the laces, she felt a massive quake, she then heard a very loud voice announce. “And next up is Ren Lee, a newcomer to the Lincoln College Track Team.” Amy knew that this was about to turn into the ride of her life.

Ren stashed her bag in her locker and jogged out to the field, where she heard a huge crowd clapping and cheering her, making her forget her troubles and helping her clear her mind. Amy, on the other hand, was struggling to keep hold of one of Ren’s shoelaces as she felt the wind pick up as Ren continued to make her way to the starting line, when Ren stopped Amy took a deep breath, trying not to gag from the scent coming from the runners shoe and began to climb up the shoe laces. When she reached the final lace, she heard the starting pistol fire. Her world became a mess of colors and objects, she then lost her grip and began to fall but luckily, she got caught in the very laces that she had just climbed up not too long ago. Thanks to this, she was still alive but she also faced the problem of getting out of this bind so she could get Ren’s attention and before she passed out from the mixed scent of sweat and foot stink. Sadly, this wasn’t possible and the scent grew so strong that Amy went limb and just as her head fell back, her binds loosened, sending her into the hole between the laces, where she landed face up onto Ren’s sock-covered foot as it continued to run without a chance of stopping.

Due to the heavy flow of sweat being pumped from her pores, Ren’s foot caused her sock to become soaking wet, which inadvertently caused Amy to slip backwards down the foot and into the toe section and in front of the constantly moving toes. These giant monsters would have taken over Amy’s entire point of view if she was able to keep herself awake but the worst part came as soon as Ren stopped at the finish line having made it to the second place spot.

Getting second place irritated Ren, a bit but made her realize that she just needed more practice, and as she walked back to the bench she felt something unusual in the toe section shoe of her shoe, thinking that it was just another stupid bug. She did what anyone else would; Ren slowly brought her sweaty toes down upon it, giving it little thought other than how gooey and wet it felt under her foot. Ren processed to slam her foot down and twist to make sure that this very unlucky bug was completely demolished under her entire weight, sending her on a massive power trip.

Now I don’t know if I would call this bad timing but Amy got her second wind as soon as the toes touched her which meant that she was forced to endure every crunch of her bones and every burst of blood until her body couldn’t take anymore and she was killed instantly. From then on, she would only be recognized as a tiny splatter of blood on Ren’s sock, or at least until she finally washed the socks and her blood was completely bleached out of existence.