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You met Cindy on Tinder, you were dating for a while and the relationship slowly became serious.

“I think it’s time for you to meet my family”, Cindy said one day as you were eating together.

“Mmm sure, just say when”, you replied and nodded, you didn’t know much about them, a younger sister and her mother, she didn’t want to talk about her father, you just assumed he left them at some point.

“It’s Christmas soon, do you have any plans?” She asked with a smile.

“I thought about going to my family but sure, let’s go to your place”, you smiled back at her, you loved her and were happy to take this important step in your relationship together.

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It was Christmas Eve, you flew together to her state, you bought flowers before reaching their place.

As you entered the house her younger sister welcomed you in, she was almost a teenager, perhaps her early 20s, you handed over the flowers.

“Oh my god, it's so beautiful!” She cheered and took them.

“Hi, I’m Tom”, you said and scratched the back of your head.

“Welcome Tom, please, come in”

“Is Cindy here yet?”

“Not yet”, she said while fixing the flowers inside a vase, “you can wait in the living room, my mom is there”, she said and giggled, she looked at you in a funny way, you couldn’t explain how though.

You nodded and walked in the direction she pointed at, you saw Cindy’s mom sitting on the sofa with her feet on the table.

“Hi mrs.Larson, I’m Tom”, you said as you walked in, she turned her eyes from the tv to you, her feet were still on the table.

“Ah, Cindy’s friend, come have a sit”, she pointed at a couch next to the table, 90 degrees from the sofa.

You nodded with an awkward smile and went to sit there, you couldn’t help yourself but taking a look at her feet, it was pretty rude to welcome you like that.

Considering her age, her feet looked very good, smooth with almost no dead skin on it. You sat down and nodded, not sure what to say.

“Sorry about that, my feet are a bit sore from arranging everything for the holiday, it’s getting harder every year”

“Ah, no it’s fine”, you mumbled, it was so embarrassing, you wanted Cindy to be here already.

“You look healthy Tom, you train? Gym and all that?”

A weird question, you expected her to ask about your career, you nodded, “umm yeah, I train from time to time”

“Good, good
” She said and looked at the TV, some dumb reality show was playing.

Then Cindy’s sister walked in and also sat on the sofa, she kept looking at you in a weird way and giggled.

“Mom we have a guest”, she said, holding off a laugh, “don’t you think it’s rude being with your feet on the table like that?”

You blushed, “no no, it’s ok”, you mumbled again.

“Ha, Tom is ok with it, he’s not a guest here he’s family Kim”, she said to her daughter, it’s the first time you’re here and dated Cindy for just a few months, already family?

“Yeah Tom? Do you like feet?” Kim suddenly asked bluntly, giggling again.

“W-What? Huh
” you blushed, why are they acting so awkward?

Then mrs.Larson joined Kim’s laughter, “I desperately need a foot massage after today, have you ever done a foot massage Tom?”

“Wow, I could use a foot massage too”, Kim said.

“Kimberly, stop being greedy, he suggested to massage MY feet”

“I.. I did no such thing”, you said, a bit irritated.

“So you’ll leave me like that with sore feet?” She asked with a smile, “that’s not nice, right Kim?”

“Not nice at all”, she added and kept examining you.

You sighed inaudibly, “I guess I can try”, you suggested, trying to leave a good impression on Cindy’s family.

She smiled and placed her foot on your lap, you started massaging it, it was the most embarrassing and awkward thing you’ve done in your life.

“Oh, that’s so good”, she purred, enjoying it far more than she should, “you clearly trained a lot, you were being modest”.

You just blushed, humiliated, Kim started giggling again, “he’s a pro, Cindy is so good finding them”

What the hell is that supposed to mean, you kept caressing and pressing her feet, the smell wasn’t too bad, you just lowered your head and waited for this weird situation to end.

Kim was playing on her phone, mrs.Larson went back to watch tv, and you were massaging her foot, what a weird way to set off Christmas.

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“Lol, already massaging mom’s feet?” It was Cindy, she finally arrived, you quickly stopped massaging, and looked at her, you tried to give her a “help me” look, but she just giggled.

“Mom that’s enough” she said with a smile and her mom pulled her foot away.

“But it was so good”, she complained, “you did a good job this time”, you thought she’s talking to you but she looked at Cindy who smiled and nodded at her.

She didn’t even thank you, she just stood up and hugged Cindy.

“Hey sis”, Kim stood up as well, “he’s really cute!” She told her, they talked as if you’re not in the room, you stood up as well, watching them hug.

You went to hug Cindy too but she stopped you with her hand, “lol, wash hands first”, and they all started laughing.

You blushed even harder, you thought things will get better when Cindy shows up, apparently you were wrong.

You went to wash your hands and when you came back they were already sitting on the table, your meal was in front of a vacant chair, they were eating already, you find it unbelievable how rude this family is, even Cindy disappointed you.

You sat down and started eating, “thanks”, you mumbled, trying to stay polite although no one in the room deserved it.

“So, Tom, you always liked feet?” Kim asked while you were taking a bite, you started coughing and eventually swallowed.

“I do not like feet, why do you keep saying that?” You started getting angry.

“You massaged mom’s foot for maybe an hour”, Kim said and giggled.

“B-Because she asked me to”, you didn’t know what to say, it sounded stupid.

“Yeah, right”, Cindy said and they all giggled.

“Cindy, what the
” you stopped yourself from cursing around the table, “what’s going on?” You corrected yourself and asked.

“Oh he’s so polite, it’s wonderful”, her mom said out loud, still chewing on something, “being polite is a good signal”, she added while looking at Kim.

You sighed and took another bite, then thought about what she said, “a good signal for what?” You asked in an angry tone, then took another bite, they didn’t make any sense.

Kim giggled, “polite men are easier to tame”.

Ok, this is it, you placed both fork and knife on the table loudly, “I think I should get going”, you used a napkin to clean around your mouth.

“It’s so cute, he’s using the napkin like that, mom is right, good job Cindy!” She smiled at her sister.

You stood up, “Cindy we will talk about it later
 I’m sorry”

“Wait honey, you haven’t finished eating, isn’t it tasty?”

“Yes don’t go, my feet are still sore”, her mother added, they all looked at each other and giggled.

You coughed your throat and started walking to the entrance, shaking your head in anger, it turned out to be an awful experience.

Cindy stood up and walked after you, “come on babe, don’t be like that, you are wasting a good meal, you will regret it later”.

You turned back to her, “Cindy, what the fuck?!” You whispered, you were out of the dining hall, “I don’t understand what your family is talking about, and they treat me like trash, they want to tame me? What the fuck is that about? and you giggle with them? I’m sorry, this whole thing was a big mistake”, you kept walking to the door, you tried to open it but it was locked.

“Cindy, open it please”, you demanded.

“Mom is right, even when you are angry you say ‘please’, it’s really adorable”

“Are you kidding me???” You asked in shock, “open the door, I mean it, it’s not f-“

Then a sharp headache hit you, you held your head and gasped, you felt like you can’t breathe.

“Relax, it’s normal”, she said, placing her hand on your shoulder.

“What.. are you talking about
” you barely asked.

“You are shrinking babe, don’t fight it”

Shrinking? You are vaccinated, you can’t shrink.

But then you felt her hand leaving your shoulder, you opened your eyes and saw everything around getting bigger and bigger, you looked up and saw Cindy’s smiling face getting farther. She started giggling as she saw your face.

The shrinking ended up when you were the size of a bug, standing and shaking in front of her Christmas socks, it was cold, she bent over her knees and looked at you closely, “Aw, that size suits you so well!” She started giggling again.

“Cindy! Wh-what’s going on, p-please, I’m scared”, you said and used your hands to hide your genitals, as you were standing next to a pile of the clothes you just wore.

“Don’t be scared, you’re just my family’s Christmas gift, and I think they liked you a lot”, she said with a smile, then opened a drawer nearby and pulled a set of tiny clothes from inside, she placed it in front of you.

You quickly wore it to get warm again.

“G-G-Gift?” You asked while wearing the Jacket, shaking from the cold, terrified.

“Yes, you are going to be the house’s shrunken foot slave”

You gulped, you started sweating like crazy.

“Cindy did he shrink yet???” It was Kim, she walked in, then laid her eyes on you, “ahhh so cute!” She exclaimed.

She sat down next to the holiday tree and giggled, Cindy picked you up with her fingers, then placed you on a gift box that was laying there.

Kim started removing her thick socks and placed her foot next to you, a wave of disgusting smell washed over you, you covered your nose and started coughing, you couldn’t breathe.

“Eww, Kim what’s that smell?” Cindy asked with a disgusted face, waving in front of her nose.

“Lol I haven’t washed my feet in a week! Waited impatiently for your gift this year!”

You fell to your knees and continued coughing.

“Wow, poor little Tom”, Cindy said and giggled embarrassingly, closing her eyes and shaking her head.

“Hey you, stop coughing and start licking”, Kim said and held your head with her fingers, bringing it closer to her sole.

“No! No please! I beg you to stop! STO-“

She shoved your head at the sweaty surface, brutally smearing it, getting your face soaked in her vile foot sweat, you started crying miserably.

“Get your tongue out or I won’t stop” she said with a smile and you obeyed, more and more foot sweat piled up on your tongue and quickly found its way down your throat, you gagged and cried but eventually you had no choice but to swallow the putrid gravy fluid.

“Good boy”, Kim said and Cindy started laughing, “now keep licking”, she dropped you on your knees next to her sole.

“Babe, foot sweat and dead skin are going to be your only nutrition”, Cindy said, “it’s really a shame you haven’t finished your plate, it was your last normal meal”, she giggled cruelly as you gagged out more foot sweat out of your throat.

You sniffed and looked at Kim with your miserable face, then bent forward and started licking her sole, realizing you don’t have much options.

“Ah!” Kim exclaimed, “the theory remains, polite men are most pathetic and easy to tame, Cindy you really outdone yourself this time”, she told her in an excited voice and you just kept licking, swallowing more and more foot sweat.

“Girls, stop playing with your new toy and help at the table, besides, he still owes me the rest of my foot massage”, their mom stepped in, the girls smiled at you and stood up, they all walked to the kitchen together.

It was just a gift box and still too high for you to go down unarmed, you sat in an embryo pose and started crying, Cindy played you all along, now for the rest of your life you will remain a pathetic foot slave.

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All the attachments are from Cindy’s family WhatsApp group, before and after Christmas.

When you read those conversations, try to experience it from the tiny perspective, the life he’s having.


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Merry Christmas everyone, thanks for the support and I hope you enjoyed this special story đŸ„‚ đŸ€¶ 

And if you visit your girlfriend’s / wife’s family this holiday, think about this story 😁

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Comments

Anonymous

I love the idea of being used by a Mom and her daughters. Are you planning more stories like that? Or even a continuation of this one? Great work! I think you are the best FF writer! Your work is so creative and detailed. It is a pleasure to read.

GBT222

Pleasure to read :) And yes, I also love the concept and there will be more stories like that for sure!

Anonymous

Telling the aftermath like this with WhatsApp is one of the best ideas I’ve seen in this genre.