Diagnosed, part 8 (Patreon)

[Part 8]

While it had been no more than 15 minutes, the time she'd spent with her head buried between the girl's toes had felt like hours to poor Erin. Colette had made her use her tongue on each and every space between her toes, until she was satisfied with the results. Erin's tongue felt swollen, and she thought she'd never be able to get rid of that awful taste in her whole life. The girl had forced her to swallow anything she'd found, sparing her no remarks whenever she had troubles putting gunks of dirt into her mouth. To make matters worse, the other girls had gradually lost interest in her ordeal, to the point where they just spoke about the upcoming game. Erin felt truly insignificant. 

Only when Colette grew tired of her services, her presence was acknowledged again. The two sisters started contending her. "I said i'll have her first!" Sarah insisted. "No way i'm using her after she touched your feet!" Francesca protested. It was like they were talking about an object. They were speaking about "using her" and about how dirty she would be after cleaning Sarah's feet. Even if it was a brief moment of rest from the constant physical abuse, Erin couldn't get herself to enjoy it. The words coming from the younger girls pierced her like knives, and she fell on the ground, crying. This had became her life now: property of somebody who despised her so much that they'd rather use her to clean her feet than leaving her alone. Her gaze met with Jess' for half a second, and she could see that the girl had some pity left in her. She wanted to beg for help, and she sensed she would have gotten some, but Sarah's hand snatched her from the ground without any regards for her health.

"Get used to it, kid" the giantess said to the younger sister, who protested once more. This time she went as far as threatening her. "Ok, enjoy her, just know that if you ever shrink, i'll be glad to use you the same way!". Sarah wasn't intimidated. She smirked and said "Oh yeah? Not if you shrink first. Look at what will happen to you if you get the loser virus!" She slapped Erin's naked body under the sole of her exposed foot, and wiped her on the wet surface despite her cries for help. She was very meticulous, and she made sure to remove any traces of sock lint from both her feet, before declaring herself satisfied. She dropped the older girl in front of her now clean feet, and ordered her to lick. Francesca had apparently gave a lot of thought to her sister's words, because she now had a mortified expression on her face, probably thinking of her own shrinkage as a very real possibility. 

"Aww don't worry" Sarah caressed her sister's head. "I'm not Rachel the Psycho. I'd never do this to my own sister" Upon hearing this, Rachel playfully hit Sarah with a pillow "Take it back!" she said, but it was clear that she hadn't taken it seriously. "I'm not a psycho! It's Erin that was too much of a bitch when she was a person!" She then looked at her sister, busy with her tongue under the ball of Sarah's foot "You hear this, Toejam? It's all your fault for being a huge pain in the ass!" Erin didn't even answer. She just licked the immense foot mechanically, hoping that Sarah would soon grow tired with her. It took her longer than she thought. After having her lick the bottoms of both feet, looking for the spot that felt the best, she was finally handed to Francesca. 

"Ewww" she said when she picked her up. "She smells like feet!" she protested. "You don't say!" Rachel mocked her. Erin was put on the ground, and she was instructed to focus her attention on the heels. Francesca had started using sandals, and she was very conscious about having rough heels. "I want them to shine" she said to the tiny woman. Francesca turned out to be the one she spent most time on. Her heels were actually quite dry, and she scraped her tongue trying her best to please the cruel girl. No matter how many times she would pass on the same spot, it still didn't show any signs of getting better. Erin had to moisturize her tongue on multiple occasions, and she almost missed Sarah's sweaty feet which were much easier to clean.

After more than half an hour, when the girls seemed to have forgotten about her, Francesca inspected her work. "Erin, you're useless!" Apparently, she wasn't happy with the results. Erin wanted to complain, but she just didn't have it in her anymore. She just laid down, happy that she could catch a breath again, but afraid of what was coming next. "You need a bigger one for that kind of thing" Colette said, as it was apparent that she was the most experienced among her friends. "About the size of a cat or around that scale. Not a tiny mouse like little Toejam over there. But they're extremely rare, let me tell you that."

Everyone in the room was surprised to hear that. Nobody asked, but the question "How the hell do you know?" was in the air, so Colette just said "My mom has one. She's like her little pet, and she's trained her quite well. I've seen her do her heels from time to time. I think she was one of her trainees when she was people, so she didn't even have to buy her". Colette seemed to come from another world. A world where money and status would get you anything, even bigger tinies which were usually still considered productive members of society. After all, she didn't seem too uncomfortable walking around with two human beings literally plastered under the soles of her feet. 

Eventually, the girls decided to leave for the night. Only Jessica decided to stay over. She was used to spend nights at her best friend's house. Erin shivered when she saw Colette put back her shoes, engulfing the poor twins under the darkness of her massive weight. To think that being sold to somebody like that was an actual possibility made her feel sick. She wasn't exactly enjoying her status, but at least it was temporary. She was exposed to all sorts of humiliations, but she would eventually be left alone for most of her time. Those poor girls were constantly subjected to the humid air of the inside of a shoe, and were repeatedly mashed under an incomprehensible weight, acting as nothing more than arch support for a spoiled brat.

The girls said goodbye, and Rachel made a bed for Jess. To Erin's relief, she had her sleep in her old room, so at least Erin knew that she could sleep by herself, without worrying about the younger girl's presence. While Jess had displayed sincere empathy towards her, she couldn't forget that the girl was obsessed with her, and she didn't like the idea of spending the night in the same room as her.

That night, Rachel let her sleep in her cage. Apparently, the feast of humiliating rituals she had her endure through had been enough to satisfy her cruel hunger for retribution. Rachel fell asleep in mere minutes, while Erin was left with her own thoughts behind the bars of her hamster cage. She hadn't even been offered to shower. She laid there, filthy as a foot rag, hoping to catch some sleep. 

Then the door to her room opened. It was obviously Jessica, who was doing her best not to make any noise. She made sure that Rachel was asleep, then she looked at Erin straight in her eyes, and mimicked a shushing gesture, bringing her finger to her nose. Erin complied. There was no point in waking up her sister, she felt like she wouldn't actually protect her in any way. She would have actually gotten mad at her for waking her up. Jessica opened the cage, and made sure that Erin was ok with being picked up. When the tiny agreed, she carefully picked up her diminutive form and then left the room, closing the door behind her. 

"I'm so sorry they treat you like this" She wispered as they went out of the room. "I can't stand the sight of them doing those things to you" She seemed sincere. "So i came to help you get comfortable for a while, i don't know, get you a drink, a shower, whatever you need." Erin was doubtful, but at this point she didn't have much to lose. "A shower would be great" she said with a grateful smile on her face. Jess had the tiny instruct her on how to prepare the sink so she could shower, and put her under the faucet. "Thank you" Erin said, as she felt the warm water wash away the dirt. She could still taste the stale sweat on her tongue, like it was engraved on her tastebuds, but at least she was able to shake off the layer of disgusting gunk that was all over her, up to her once beautiful hair. While she was relaxing under the warm water, a detail caught her eye. The gigantic redhead had observed her the whole time, and her expression was of pure lust. She suddently felt extremely uncomfortable with her own nudity, and instinctively covered her exposed body parts. "Whoops, sorry" Jessica said as she was caught staring. Embarassed, she turned the other way, but couldn't help but peek after just a few seconds. 

Erin felt in danger. She had deluded herself, hoping that Jess would actually mean well, but it was all probably just a ruse to have her all for herself. "Ok, i'm done" Erin lied. She still had soap all over her, but she couldn't wait to go back to the relative safety of her cage. "Oh no, no, look at you! You're still soapy!" Jess grabbed her in her hand without even asking. "Here, let me help you" She put Erin under the faucet, and quickly got all the soap out. Unfortunately, she didn't really seem only interested in cleaning her, since she indulged with her hands far too long than Erin was comfortable with. "Ok Jess, i'm really done" Erin tried to get herself out of the giant hands, but only found herself further gripped in the vicious hold. "Jess please take me back" she pleaded while on the verge of tears, but it was like the girl was in a trance. "Oh look, you're all dirty here" The giantess said, even though it was a blatant lie. She used her finger to wipe the tiny girl's belly. "And here" she passed her finger between her breasts. When Erin heard her was moaning, it was the final straw. She wasn't going to help her. She only wanted to take advantage of her in her most vulnerable moment. "Jess, please" She tried one last time "This isnt fa-" her sentence was interrupted when she let out a loud gasp. The giantess had pressed her finger between her legs, and she'd been surprised so much that she couldn't help herself; to make matters worse, the wicked smile on Jess's face didn't promise anything good. 

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