Shrunken Custody (Part 3) - Office (Patreon)

You woke up hearing Clementine getting ready for work, you tried to stand up but you just fell, it was like you’ve been to the gym lifting weights for a whole day with no breaks, your legs and hands were numb.

You watched her walking by, she had an arrogant formal face, she had her makeup on, she used eye-contacts instead of her glasses.

You weren’t angry at Clementine, you felt like yesterday was a misunderstanding and all you need is a moment to explain.

She sat down at the kitchen and had breakfast, you really wanted a bite of that, or even just some water, but you just crawled to another drop of armpit sweat from yesterday and sipped on it, you felt like you are some bug that can barely move, it was so frustrating and humiliating.

She came back and placed something on the table firmly, a loud *THUD* made you jump a little, you laid on the side and watched her.

She was holding what looked like a very, very small blackened glass aquarium, with holes in it and a keychain string.

You tried to talk

“Good mor-“

“That’s your mobile custody cell, when I’m leaving home you come with me inside it”, she explained, her tone was cold, authoritarian.

“Yes Clementine, I’ll do whatever you say”, you defeatedly said quickly before she could cut you mid sentence again.

“Well I value actions, not talks”, she stated.

“Can I please explain yesterday?” You asked, wanting permission before you talk.

“I have to ask, does it make any sense to you that you are talking with me while lying on your side?” She asked, irritated.

“I’m terribly sorry, my muscles got numb from yesterday, I’m really giving you my 120% and I’ll even push myself more, I promise”, you miserably pleaded, trying to convince her you are not here to slack around.

Clementine pinched her upper nose, rubbing her eyes, closing them and sighed, “whatever”, she said and then reached her hand to pick you up and placed you in the tiny aquarium.

It was terrible, it was too small to lay inside, so without any other choice you were laying both on your legs and upper back, it was painful and uncomfortable to say the least.

She tied you to her briefcase from outside, then placed her feet inside her heels and left for work.

The sun hit the aquarium but at least it was UV protected and blackened glass, you thought that if not for that you would have been dead in minutes.

Still, the glass got warm, you just hoped she wouldn't be in the sun for long.

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As Clementine reached her office she opened your cage, bent down and spilled you on the floor, then she straightened back up.

Her heels were in front of you, you didn’t understand what’s happening, her titanic body towering above you, making you feel even more insignificant, then she took a step above you and started going over some ring binders she had on her desk.

You felt very unsafe being exposed on the floor like that, one mistake, one wrong step by Clementine and you are crushed like a helpless bug, and what if someone will enter her office and squish you unawarely? How come she’s so reckless.

She finally stood from her desk and came beside you, she started spreading the pages on the floor like she did with you in the police station, then removed her heels and sighed in satisfaction, “these damn heels, I hate them so much, why can’t attorneys work in sneakers”, she mumbled, then looked at you.

“I’m going to go over these files, meanwhile rub my feet”

You made a very helpless face, you can barely move, not to mention standing up.

“Ok, if you can’t - lick them, try to sooth the pain somehow I guess”

“L..lick?” You thought you hadn't heard right.

“Is there a problem?” She asked firmly, “I thought you said you are giving me 120%, you can’t move your limbs to rub my feet, so lick them instead, thoroughly”.

You gulped, shocked again, “yes Clementine, of course I’ll do it”, you quickly said, you really wanted her to be satisfied with you for once.

“Good, it’s 2 birds with one stone, my feet are covered in sweat so it’s also your nutrition for the day”, she said coldly and bent over the pages, propping her sole in front of your face.

It was hot, the smell was far worse than yesterday, it was even a bit shining with a warm sweat layer covering her sole, yesterday you really wanted to kiss her feet, now to be honest you want to walk as far as possible, but you had no choice.

With what felt like a tremendous effort, you crawled to the ball of her foot, got your tongue out and just miserably smeared your face at it, getting soaked in her putrid vile foot sweat, even swallowing it like she told you to, it was disgusting, the most degrading thing you had to do in your life, but you accepted it, just to make her a little happy with you, going back to the friendly Clementine she was before yesterday’s incident.

You shoved your face and tongue in different crevices across the foot, crawling like a pathetic worm, trying your best to ignore the horrible smell but it was hard, you pushed yourself to lick and push your face even more.

“Lick harder back there”, Clementine said in a bored tone while going over the documents, “I can barely feel it, it’s pathetic”.

It devastated you, you’ve never worked so hard in your life and it was still not enough, you started crying, sobbing in frustration into her sole, but you didn’t stop, you tried to push yourself even more, you crawled between her toes, licking every single drop of disgusting grime you could find, swallowing it whole, anything to make her happy, anything to get a single compliment or a good word.

You felt like you were about to faint from pushing yourself so hard when she finally pulled her foot, she stretched and held her neck, moving her head around, then stood up, not saying a word to you.

She took the pages and combined them together, then you saw her foot hovering above you and landed just next to you, you screamed in fear, trying to cover your head, you watched her foot from the side, how big it is compared to you, a few centimeters and you would have been crushed to death.

She continued walking and sat on her chair, “Mathieu, I have a hearing in one hour, lick my heels clean, make sure there are no dirt marks or whatever, I need them spotless”, she ordered from afar while adjusting her chair, raising her head and typing quickly on her laptop.

Her heels were next to you, you crawled to them and started licking the black surface, trying to find spots you could lick clean, it tasted like dirt and leather, you tried your best to clean as much as you could. After maybe an hour of hard work, you crawled around the heels and you could see that they were spotless, you were happy and proud, you waited for Clementine to come and see this.

And finally, she dragged the chair back and started walking towards you, she bent down and checked the heels, you were smiling, waiting to see her satisfied.

She picked up one of the heels and sighed, grabbed a moisturized tissue and started cleaning it, like you’ve done nothing at all.

“You are simply useless”, she stated bluntly, irritated, it broke your heart.

“I start thinking it was a mistake”, she said and picked the other heel, cleaning it as well, “maybe shrunken custody isn’t for you”.

“No Clementine please”, you crawled to her foot and started kissing it helplessly, you didn’t know what else to do anymore.

“Stop, you are embarrassing me”, she ordered and pushed you back with her toes, “I’m giving you simple tasks, but you are just too lazy”.

You couldn’t believe your ears, you could swear the heels were spotlessly clean, you licked every inch of them, you worked very hard to verify it.

“I’ll be honest with you, don’t expect to be free in a year”, she said casually while placing the second heel on the floor, and then placing her feet inside them.

You didn’t even know how to respond to that, you are doing all you can to make her happy but nothing works.

She picked you up in an annoyed face and placed you back in the inconvenient tiny aquarium, then walked out with you hanging from her briefcase.

You were frustrated and devastated, angry at yourself for not being good enough, she did all that to help you and you can’t even lick her feet properly, you felt so pathetic and meaningless, a useless tool she’s now stuck with.

She was perfect, sweet, successful and you were like nothing but a burden for her, “I have to work harder”, you thought to yourself, “I have to prove her”.

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End of part 3