The Office (Part 13) - Overload (Patreon)

The upcoming days were harsh, even as you tried to act like you’re stuffed, Tracy could see through it and push you even harder.

She kept apologizing but it seems that in time it came more natural to her, she didn't hesitate before shoving your face to her foot and smearing it all over.

Your jaw and neck muscles were pulled and sore, your whole body was in pain, 3 times a day were just too much.

Sometimes she even took you outside to lick her feet in the burning sun, it made her foot sweat almost boiling hot, you ate so much you actually gained weight just from her nasty foot sweat.

“You know, I actually should be grateful, this whole thing really got me in shape, I lost 3 pounds since we started doing it”, she said while opening your cage with a big smile, you walked out with your head bowed down.

It was the first time she talked to you normally in the last few days and not just simple commands like “lick”.

“How are you doing?” She asked.

“Umm… not great Tracy, these… therapies”, you sighed, “it’s hard”.

“I know, it seems terrible, I can’t imagine how awful it is for you”, she said but kept smiling.

“C-Can we take a break maybe, I’m not even hungry now”, you pleaded with a shaking voice.

“Aww, you know I can’t do that, right?”

“P-Please, just this once Tracy, I’ll do anything”, you begged in tears.

“I’m doing this only to help you, you know that, right?” She asked and tapped your head with her finger.

You gave her half a nervous smile.

“Would you prefer to drink water instead?” She asked.

“I.. I don’t know, I don’t think s-“

Before you could complete your sentence, her finger shoved you inside a sweaty wrinkle in her sole, she used your face to caress it all the way through, your whole mouth, nose and eyes got filled with putrid disgusting gunk.

“So you’re not ready, sorry Travis”, she said and right after you managed to swallow whatever was inside your mouth she pushed again, harder, squeezing even more sweat out of her skin, you squirmed and struggled to breath anything, another tormenting therapy.

After a very long period of time her timer finally started beeping and she released you, then she kneeled closer and used her hands to support her face as she watched you closely while you were on all fours, coughing and crying.

“Sorry Travis”, she said in an apologetic tone and face.

“Don’t you think foot sweat is disgusting now? It’s been a week”

This method is stupid, you thought to yourself, they used to torture people with water, did anyone stopped drinking water because of it? You wanted to snap and scream at her to return you to Maya but you knew she only meant well.

“Listen, why don’t you let me buy you the cure? Get your life back”, she suggested.

“No…” you mumbled as you regained your breath, “why can’t I just be a foot slave?” You asked shakily.

She twitched her mouth in disappointment, “I thought we agreed it’s a mental disease”.

“Ok, but what if it can’t be cured? These… therapies won’t change that”

“Maybe this specific treatment is not for you”, she tried to be reasonable.

“Tracy, please, I’m giving you myself, my freedom or whatever, just use me normally, I’ll do whatever you want”, you pleaded on your knees.

“Look, that’s cute, but I’m not giving up on you”, she smiled again.

You sighed impatiently, she was always a very stubborn person, you’re not going to get out of it so easily.

“So the sweat overload therapy doesn’t work, we need to try something else, I guess I have to buy anti crush shoes”

“N-No! Ugh, Tracy please!”

She shrugged, “but I want to help you”

“So don’t!… if using me as an insole is helping, just don’t”, you started getting angry.

“You know, the fact that you hate it so much might mean it can actually work”, she made a thinking face and stood up.

“Hey, no, wait a minute”, you jumped and waved.

“Hmm”, she wasn’t listening anymore, she walked to her mac and started browsing.

You sighed again, looking helplessly around you, then defeatedly walked back inside your cage, she can’t be reasoned with.

“Oh I like those”, she said after a while, browsing, “they look like my old all stars”, she giggled.

You imagined yourself being used as an insole again and started quivering.

“Hey, you want to help me choose? It’s mainly going to be your home”, she said in your direction, smiling, then got up and bent over, placed her hand at the entrance of the cage, you reluctantly climbed it and let her pick you up, then she placed you next to her mac.

“I added to the cart a few models that I like, want to choose which one?”

“Tracy, come on, I don’t want to be used as an insole, you’ve no idea how terrible it is”, you felt like you’re repeating yourself.

“Well I can’t even imagine, it must be hell, but not all medical treatments are convenient”

“B-But how is that a treatment? I can die”

“No, these are the most expensive shoes in the market, it’s S grade anti crush material, you’ll just swim in foot sweat or something, I don’t know”

“Tracy please!”

“But that’s, like, your new life now, that’s what you want isn’t it?”

“No, it’s not, not at all”

“If you want to be a foot SLAVE, then it means that I’m your owner, and owners can do whatever they want with their foot SLAVES, ain’t that right?” She said in a demeaning, mocking way.

You gulped, you had nothing to say to that.

“So maybe I wasn’t clear, I want you to choose your new home, unless you want the cure and finally go back to your normal life”, she pointed at the screen and you looked at it, none of the options looked good.

There were long black leather boots that were out of the question. Nike shoes, you didn’t want to pick them because she might do jogging and workouts while using you as an insole, so you were left with the all stars, they felt like the best decision you could make.

“Those”, you pointed at them, Tracy giggled.

“Nice!  I wished that you would pick them!” She removed the other shoes from the cart and checked out. You saw she chose express shipping, “it’s kinda late so they will be here only tomorrow”, then she yawned and placed both her feet on the table, you looked at them and then at her.

“Go on, let’s take a break from these treatments, it’s exhausting”, she sighed with a smile, “you can just worship them, kiss or lick I don’t care, you like that right?”

“Y-Yes Tracy thank you”, you stuttered, looked at her suspiciously, then walked to the closest foot and started licking, it was nice doing that when her foot doesn’t drenched in sweat for a change, you even found some edible crumbs beneath her toes, then you moved to grind your teeth and eat some dead skin.

After a while you started hearing gentle snores, you went around the foot and noticed that Tracy sleeps, it made you smile, you had the chance to just look at her and admire her beauty, it was nice of her to give you that break, she is just trying to help.. in her own weird way..

You better sleep as well, tomorrow is going to be terrible…

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End of part 13