Toxic Relationship - Part 4 (Patreon)

You licked her soles, swallowing her foot sweat and satisfying your painful hunger and thirst, thinking of how horrible your life became in a matter of less than a few days.

She kicked you back, “enough, back to your cage”, she ordered, you were still hungry, you started crawling with your head down back into your cage, wishing you could take some of her foot sweat with you for later.

She closed your cage with her foot and then picked it up with you, she placed it on the floor near the sofa, you slowly turned your gaze up, wishing to see her face.

She was smiling, teeth exposed, she loved it.

She loved seeing how obedient and pathetic you became, you felt like she is enjoying this situation too much, and you started worrying she will never grow you back again.

“Eyes down”, she ordered firmly, her smile was gone, “you will live on the floor from now on, like all worthless insects are living”, she stood back up and then used her foot to push you under the table, then you saw her feet getting distant as she went to sleep.

You won’t survive it, you started thinking to yourself, she will torture you to death, you can’t survive on foot sweat alone.

You don’t have friends to help you anymore, you cut ties with your family, no one will save you, Tabitha is everything you got, and she decided to turn you into a pet insect.

A pet she won’t even bother to properly feed, it’s like she lost any interest in your existence, you had to think of a way to get out, asking a neighbor to help you maybe.

As you thought of it, you started sobbing quietly, you realized everyone was right, your friends, your family, Tabitha was always as evil as she is now, and they all saw it, your love made you blind, you are to blame in the situation you got yourself into, how did you accept being shrunk? You know her, it was obvious that she is going to treat you like garbage, you felt so stupid, you ruined your own life.

You just laid down, sinking in your despair as you slowly fell asleep.

You woke up feeling the cage being dragged, you opened your eyes and saw her sole covering your entire cage, dragging you brutally on the floor, she released her grip near the couch, then used her toes to open your cage, you started looking up in confusion.

“Eyes down, how many times do I need to tell you? Start kissing my feet, on your knees”

You were confused, you didn’t know what’s going on, you just woke up, you even forgot what day it was, but you quickly obeyed her, got on your knees and started kissing her feet. You didn’t know what she was doing up there and you couldn’t look up.

You kissed her toes over and over again, you could hear her sigh from above, “we should have done it long ago”, her voice boomed from above, “it just feels right, you know?”.

Her foot suddenly hovered, then landed on top of you, holding you firmly on the cold floor, you could see her face from between her toes while you helplessly squirmed.

“This is what you were this whole time, ashes to my feet, now finally your size projects that”

“Please stop, I beg you, just stop”

“What’s that? Bugs can’t talk”, she squeezed you harder with her foot, you were about to pass out.

You started kissing whatever you could, between her toes, under her sole, trying to beg her to stop without words.

“Good little shrimp”, she twisted her foot a little, you were sure your legs were going to burst, you started crying.

She smiled in satisfaction, realizing she just broke your spirit again, you had no explanation for the reason she is doing this to you, only sick pleasure from seeing you suffering - the guy who always loved her and did everything to make her happy.

She released her grip, leaving you laying on your back squirming in pain.

“I think I should just crush you”, her foot hovered above you, “you are not even worthy of the being dirt at my feet”, she wondered out loud, you desperately got on your knees, bowing down, a gesture of worship, you would do anything to stay alive, you didn’t want to die like that.

“Mmm…” she moaned quietly, “I don’t know”, she playfully said, you still saw the shadow of her foot circling above you.

You crawled to her other foot, started licking, if you had any dignity or humanity left in you, it was lost now, you were truly an insect in front of a goddess, desperately trying to prevent her from crushing you without making a sound or looking up.

“Ok, little shrimp, I’ll let you live for now”, she said with satisfaction, enjoying the power of deciding your fate, you continued licking, “thank you goddess”, you pathetically said, her big toe shoved your head back, “that was the last thing you said”, she ordered firmly from above, “bugs don’t talk, don’t walk, and don’t look up, know your place”.

Tears formed in your eyes as you kept licking, she is right, you were an enslaved little bug, you thought as you swallowed an ounce of foot sweat, you are alive only due to her kindness, you are not starving only because she is generous enough to feed you with her foot sweat and grime.

In a matter of few days she managed to make you think as a bug, deleting your personality altogether, you lived only to serve her.

She sighed again, “that’s enough, crawl to your cage, you are useless”, she ordered disappointedly, and you obeyed.

Once you crawled inside her foot closed it and she kicked the cage away, then she got up and went on with her day, ignoring you.

You stayed down, crawling in your cage, from time to time you saw her feet passing by, you shivered in fear every time she got closer, you were terrified of dying underneath these feet, you kept imagining how your entire body breaks by the pressure of her foot, it made you cry, you were completely miserable and pathetic.

Sometimes she kicked your cage, either by mistake or on purpose you couldn’t know, you were pushed around the house like a plaything, when she made dinner she placed her foot on your cage at the kitchen, she added pressure and you could hear the bars creak, this small plastic cage can’t withstand her full weight, you closed your eyes and trembled in fear every time she added pressure, embracing for impact and imminent death.

At least it got some debris and foot sweat inside your cage, so you had something to eat, otherwise you would starve because she rarely opened the cage anymore.

You stopped thinking about other things than eating and drinking, you slowly craved her foot sweat, when she opened your cage with her toes you immediately crawled out and started licking her feet, looking for any kind of food, you ate everything that was stuck between her toes or underneath her soles, and in time she stopped talking to you entirely.

You weren’t worth being talked to, you were a bug, you thought like a bug and acted like a bug, and she was your owner and goddess.

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End of part 4