The trip back home was somehow worse than the way there. Maybe the fact that she knew what to expect when she was tied to the inside of the shoe didn't help, but it felt like hell. Every step pressed her body into the softest surface it could find, and since the only available alternative was the hard floor under her, and the bottom of the shoe was quite thin, she found herself sinking in the relatively soft flesh of Rachel's foot. She knew she couldn't die at this point, but she hoped at least to faint and awaken once she had reached home; sadly, her wish was never granted. She was condemned to feel every second of the walk.

A gust of air entered the shoe when Rachel took it off, and to Erin it felt like coming to life again. She felt her body slowly take back its original thickness as Rachel peeled her off, and finally left her alone on her bedroom floor when she walked to the other room. Erin took some time to adjust to the light; when she finally regained her senses, she saw that she was surrounded by her sister's discarded shoes, and that Rachel had left a trail of sweaty footprints leading out of the door. She didn't even want to begin thinking about the state her poor body was in that moment. The only thing she seemed to be unable to escape was the unquenchable thirst she was experiencing. She would have killed for a sip of water.

Eventually, Rachel came back to her room, holding a tall glass of fresh lemonade. Erin found herself licking her lips in anticipation. She would have done literally anything to even be able to lick the condensation that had formed outside the glass. "Please Rachel! Can i have some?" she begged her distracted sister. "What was that now?" Rachel turned her head, visibly annoyed. "Please, Rachel!" Erin swallowed what little was left of her dignity and repeated something that her sister had clearly heard. "Can i have some?". The giantess looked even angrier. "You think i didn't hear you, pipsqueak? How did i say you have to address me?". Erin suddently remembered. "Sorry Goddess!" she bowed her head. "I'm so thirsty!". Rachel smiled "Oh but you're in luck! There's so much of this that you can have" Erin's heart started racing. Was she really going to share her drink with her? Her hopes were annhilated when she saw Rachel pointing her finger at one of her sweaty footprints on the floor.

"Goddess, please!" she begged "I can't do this!". Rachel finished taking a big sip "You can and you will." she said "Or i can take you for another walk. I don't feel like going out, but i think your education comes first" she added. Then, after a brief pause, she said "Besides, I thought you were thirsty!". The mere idea of spending even just another minute in Rachel's shoes was enough for Erin to comply with anything she'd asked, for how horrible it sounded. She meekly walked towards the closest footprint. It had faded a bit, but it was still very visible. She kneeled, put her hands on the floor, and licked away. She wished she had gotten used to the taste, but it seemed to only get worse over time. As she did her best to remove the sweat from the floor, she felt Rachel's fingers gripping around her waist and bringing her on the table. "I guess i found out a way to have you do anything i want even faster than usual" she laughed. Then slammed her empty glass on the desk, and left the room.

Erin was left alone with her thoughts, but noticed that the inside of the glass still held a few drops of lemonade. In her desperation, she used her puny strength to tip it over, and after a few attempts, she succeded. Only the noise it made made her worry of a punishment, and for a second she feared the worst when she saw it rolling towards the edge of the table. But when the glass stabilized on its side, every negative thought disappeared for a second. She crawled inside the opening, and sucked whatever was left of the drink. It had gotten warm, and had lost most of its taste. It was basically water at that point, but in that second it was the best drink she'd ever had in her life.

---------------the next week---------------

All things considered, the car trip had been pretty straightforward so far. Erin was left in her cage in the backseat while Rachel did most of the driving, which meant that she was mostly ignored most of the time. The past days had been different than usual. The absolute fear of ending in her sister's shoe had molded her mind to the point that even the idea of complaining had faded from the possibilities almost completely. She would obey to whatever order she was given without the hint of even a frown, and Rachel surely had noticed. Her spoiled older sister had basically become no more than a toy for her fun, and it had taken her no more than a few months. Not that she had already bent her before that day, but it seemed that she had found the perfect stick to her non existent carrot. Rachel finally pulled up at a rest stop to get some snacks, and the women left Erin in the car without asking her what she wanted. Donna came back with an almost empty pack of chips, which she then upturned upon Erin's cage, making the few, broken chips inside fall on top of her. For how humiliating it was to eat like an animal, it was a complete feast to her, something which she hadn't tasted in a while.

"Thank you goddess" Erin said, stuffing her mouth with the crumbs fallen from the packet. Donna rolled her eyes in disapproval. "Just so you know, no more of that goddess sillyness once we're at your aunt, understand?" Erin nodded with her mouth full of discarded food. Donna was basically scolding her for something that Rachel had forced her to do, but she had no way of saying anything. So she simply accepted. "And Rachel? Give her something to cover herself, will you? It's already embarassing to have her tiny like this, i don't want her to play savage at my sister's house". She was referring, of course to the nakedness that she thought she was enforcing willingly. But what sounded like a reprimand aimed at her, was actually a source of relief for Erin. Did it really mean that she would get a week of rest from the usual debasement? She didn't dare look at Rachel, but she knew she wasn't happy about it.

"I guess i'll play with her a bit now then" her giant sister said, probably out of pure spite. "Mind to do some driving?" she asked her mom. Erin spent the rest of the trip down at the passenger's seat, busy cleaning Rachel's feet while their mom did the rest of the driving. "You know what would be good?" Donna said, giving a distracted look at Rachel while she fiddled with her phone. "If this pedal wasn't so stiff. Too bad we're almost there, because i could use something to make it a bit softer". It was obvious that the something she had referred to was Erin. Donna and Rachel both laughed, while Erin tried not to picture herself tied down at the gas pedal while her mom drove the car long distance. She did her best to not think about the situation, and went back to the thankless task that was removing the toejam from between Rachel's toes.

Just before they arrived at the house, Donna reminded Rachel to cover her sister and put her back into the cage. The wicked girl cleaned her of any traces of dirt resulting from the hour spent at her feet, and gave her that same napkin to cover herself while in presence of her relatives. It wasn't so dirty that it could be noticed by a normal sized human, but as she folded the tissue in a makeshift toga, Erin was well aware that she was literally wrapped in dirt and sweat. Her heart skipped a beat when they entered the house and were welcomed by her aunt, who warmly hugged her sister and younger niece, but gave her little attention. She heard her whisper "I'm sorry" to Donna as she hugged her, and hated the embarassment on the woman's face.

But what worried her the most was the younger girl's reaction, who at the moment was nowhere to be seen. "Julia is at the gym" Suzy said, almost as if she was answering Erin's unasked question. "As usual." she added with a frown. "But you girls can set up the usual room. I fixed three beds but i guess Erin won't be using the king sized bed this time".

She had said this very matter of factly, and the second after she realized what it implied, she blushed, and left the room excusing herself. Rachel brought Erin to the girls room, and left her cage on the drawer as she unmade her suitcase. Then, as she remembered something, she walked to her sister, and defiantly said "take it off", obviously referring to the tiny piece of cloth that covered her nakedness. Erin looked confused. She had heard Donna's directions, but for sure she didn't want to be punished by her sister. "Do i have to repeat myself?" Rachel's voice was more threatening while she tapped her shoe on the floor. Erin complied, not without hesitating. "But goddess" she said tentatively. "What about Julia? What will mom say?". Rachel's mouth changed in a smile, exposing her teeth in a predatory manner. "If you think i haven't told her everything already" she said ominously, getting closer to the cage. "You're a complete fool".

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