Good Care 3 - Alma (Patreon)

The next few days were pleasant, you treated Alma’s feet every day and she took care of you with food and water.

The satisfaction from this arrangement felt mutual and you were very happy with your decision to sign her as a caretaker.

She made you feel very comfortable with it, she didn’t make a big deal out of your random erections and she even washed your tiny blanket once.

Janine hasn't visited since the other day, you really wanted her to come and humiliate you again but you didn’t ask Alma about it, it just felt like a weird thing to do.

“So listen, maybe we can talk a little? I feel like I don’t know you at all”, Alma suddenly said while you were on the floor, on all fours licking between her toes, she was drinking tea.

You pulled your head back and stood up, then used the back of your hand to wipe off the sweat and grime from around your mouth, you looked up and saw her looking down at you with a smile on her face.

“I mean, you are over there cleaning the gaps between my toes and I don’t even remember your last name, feels kinda inappropriate don’t you think?”

She was right, she wouldn’t hear you from all the way down so you just nodded.

She bent down and picked you up, she was no longer doing that “placing the hand” thing so you could climb it, she placed you on the table and looked at you, placing a hand beneath her chin and sipping from her tea.

“I don’t want us to fall into that master / slave relationship, I’m really trying to treat you as an equal, but it’s just hard you know?”

You were surprised by her words, “oh.. I.. I’m sorry, you’re right”, you said and blushed, scratching your head.

“So how about a short presentation, we actually never did it, you went straight to lick my feet”, she said it like she’s complaining.

“Yes, ok”, you were embarrassed, “I’m Guy Miller, 29 years old, we went to high school together”

“Ahh… so it’s Miller, wow, I totally forgot about that”, she giggled.

You nodded, “so after high school I went to college, Stanford”

“Oh wow, you went to Stanford?” She asked with a big smile.

“Umm yeah, I studied informational systems engineering, I actually finished with distinction, got honor student”, you shared, caressing the back of your head and smiling shyly.

She opened her eyes in surprise, “wait, what??? Oh my god”, she started laughing, it was cute.

“Haha, what?” You asked, actually feeling happy for talking like that.

“I don’t know, oh my god you’re an engineer, from Stanford! I had no idea, how come you haven’t said anything?”

“Hmm well, I just don’t think it matters anymore, you know”, you gestured at yourself, embarrassed.

“But they are working on a cure! They have a breakthrough, people believe it won’t take more than 4, maybe 5 years”

You shrugged.

“What? Why are you so pessimistic?”

“I kinda accepted it, but yeah maybe there will actually be a cure, I guess”

“Well you can’t just lick foot sweat and eat toe jam for the rest of your life, right? Even if you enjoy it, feels like a waste”

“I know”, you said, saddened a little.

She leaned closer, tilting her head a little, you loved the way she smiles, “what? You were really ready to just leave everything behind?”

“In a way, not entirely though, I did consider the option of going back to normal life at some point”, you explained.

“Ok, that’s good, so you are not fully pessimistic, in what way though?”

“Hmm”, you paused for a moment, thinking if you should talk about it, “well I made some long term investments with my savings, considering I won’t have any incomes / outcomes during all of this time”

“Ah, that’s kinda smart”, she smiled, you were relieved to see that reaction, then she patted your head with her finger a few times, “that’s my honor student”, she giggled, you smiled and giggled as well, it was humiliating in a way, but you knew it’s just humor.

*BZZZZ*

The phone on the table suddenly vibrated, your whole body vibrated as well and you fell down.

“Fuck sorry”, she quickly grabbed it, checked the message and tapped quickly, then placed it on the chair next to her.

You held your head, it got you a little dizzy.

“So maybe I should also present myself?” Alma asked.

You nodded, then smiled to show you are interested, still adjusting.

“Ok, so I’m Alma Davis, 29 years old. I worked as a waitress after high school, then I studied pedagogy for a year, and became a teacher’s assistant… umm… after about 4 years the teacher caught the shrinking virus, well you know about that from news, then I was kinda jobless for a few months, you know, the pandemic and all”

You nodded.

“So I joined college, it’s nothing fancy, I’m studying psychology”

“Oh nice”, you said, you didn’t know that’s what she’s learning.

“Yeah it’s kinda cool, not engineering though”, she giggled, “I’m not into numbers and all that, so psychology was nice, then I met Janine on the first day and we recognized each other from high school so we are doing tasks together…” she stopped for a moment, “I think that’s it”

You nodded with a smile, “nice, thanks Alma”

“Well now you know me and not just my feet”, she laughed, you joined her, “wait, I gotta ask!” She got closer and placed her hand on the table just next to you, “did you really enjoy treating Janine’s feet??? She was such a bitch, I felt so bad for you”

You blushed, “umm…-“

“And you were really in love with her?” She asked with a huge smile, “I mean, if it’s ok I’m asking, you don’t have to say anything”

“No, it’s ok”, you finally said, it felt nice that she’s opening up like that, “she’s my high school crush, yeah”

She giggled, “oh my god”, she facepalmed herself, then shook her head with a big smile.

“Yeah…” you said shyly.

“I’m not judging, she’s hot, kinda a bitch but hot”, she smiled, “so what? How come you didn’t sign her as a caretaker?”

“Because I want to live lol”, you giggled, she burst into laughter.

“So true”, she said, wiping a tear off her right eye, “she’s so awful, all those posts on Facebook, wow, I don’t envy her slave”

“Yeah.. signing her as a caretaker felt like a suicide”, you said in a serious tone.

“But you love her feet though”, she said, looking at you with a ‘tell me the truth’ smile.

“Hah, well, I like yours too”, you blushed again.

“So what’s the deal with that? It happened after you shrunk?”

“N-Not really.. wow, I never talked about it out loud”, you felt so awkward.

“Haha it’s ok, you don’t have to answer”

“No, I want to, it has been my fantasy ever since I remember myself”, you shared.

“You mean foot fetish?”

“No.. giantess fetish, Hmm, being owned by a mean girl, cruel even”

She made a confused face, “I don’t understand, you had this fantasy before the shrinking virus existed?”

“Long before, yeah”

She opened her eyes, surprised, “wow, I had no idea it’s a thing”

“Hmm, yeah, it is”

“But I’m not mean, right?” She asked, concerned.

“N-No! Of course not! Why would you say that?” You giggled embarrassingly.

“I don’t know, you said it’s your fetish, Janine sounds perfect for it”, she shrugged.

“I really enjoy serving you as well”, you said with a smile, “even if you are not mean, I’m actually very happy that you aren’t”

“Really?” She asked, puzzled again.

“Of course! It’s just a fantasy, I don’t want to be miserable!” You laughed, then she laughed as well.

She raised her feet on the table, “ok Guy, chop chop, back to work”, she said with a smile, giggling, snapping her finger.

You smiled and blushed, she was clearly teasing you after what you said and you loved it, then she grabbed her phone and got back to texting.

You approached the closest foot and stuck your head into her soft sole, licking and kissing gladly. You wanted to thank her somehow for being so kind, you can’t take it for granted.

She continued texting and giggled occasionally from time to time.

“Listen, my big sister is in town tomorrow, I really want you to meet her”, she said after a while, “she actually owns 2 foot slaves”, she added nonchalantly.

You paused licking for a sec, she pulled her foot, checking on you, “it’s ok, right?” She asked.

“Ah, what? Yeah sure, of course”, you replied quickly.

She smiled, “if you like mean girls, you’re totally gonna love my sis”, she giggled, you blushed a little, she placed her foot in front of you again, coughing her throat, you gulped and went back to licking, you actually felt a little uncomfortable with this.