From Innocence to Adoration, a Friend Becomes a Deity. (Patreon)

They had been friends for what felt like an eternity, their lives entwined since childhood. Yue, Jamal, and Farhan, their fates intertwined in ways they couldn't comprehend. But it was during the boys' formative years that something peculiar began to unfold: the inexorable shrinking of Farhan and Jamal. Neither of them chose this fate, it simply crept upon them, leaving the two lads at the mercy of towering women.

Yue, ever the unwavering friend, embraced their diminishment with an uncanny enthusiasm. As a biologist, her fascination with cells, bacteria, and all forms of microscopic life knew no bounds. Farhan and Jamal became her personal marvels, unwitting subjects for her playful experiments and occasional acts of harmless teasing.

Yet, the process of shrinking had an unforeseen effect on the minds of the diminutive duo. They found themselves inexplicably drawn to Yue's colossal presence. Her infectious smile held a magnetic allure, and it was near impossible to deny her anything when she beamed at them, especially in her gargantuan form. Gradually, their desires for Yue's dominion over their tiny bodies grew more profound. How could they explore these unspoken longings without tarnishing their friendship?

Jamal had come to grasp the profound shift that came with a difference in scale. The world took on an entirely new dimension, an alternate reality where Farhan, still innocent in his naivety, had yet to fully comprehend. They had grown accustomed to Yue's caring nature, her whimsical remarks about their adorableness at their minuscule stature. To her, they resembled delicate creatures she longed to preserve in a jar, a sentiment she couldn't resist sharing amidst her meticulous attentiveness.

Yue possessed an intimate understanding of the resilience and endurance of the diminutive bodies during the shrinking period. It alleviated her concerns of potential harm befalling them, yet her love and care for them persisted, evident in her watchful eyes and ever-affectionate smile. As time passed, she found herself regarding them more as endearing creatures than mere mortals, a sentiment that held true even when her friends returned to their regular size.

Her jests about their diminutiveness and the occasional undignified predicaments she placed them in remained confined to their private world. Publicly, she still considered herself their staunch friend. However, the delicate dance between the petite and the colossal gradually shifted the dynamics of their relationship. Sometimes, with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, she would teasingly caution Farhan and Jamal, "Hush, or you may find yourselves tucked away in my pocket." The lads would respond with awkward smiles, attempting to retaliate with jests of their own, only to find themselves wholly outmatched.

Secretly, they relished in it. And gradually, they observed how Yue, despite her inherently joyful and beaming nature, radiated unparalleled excitement whenever they shrank. Her grin would stretch from ear to ear, a vivid manifestation of her delight, whether she held Jamal and Farhan within the cradle of her palm or encountered them at ground level, dwarfed by her immense presence.

For the longest time, Farhan and Jamal harbored no desires beyond their adoration for Yue and her towering form. Perhaps it was her role as their gentle caretaker, akin to a protective guardian, that tempered any latent lasciviousness — a phenomenon not uncommon among those who experienced shrinking.

But fate dictated that Farhan's innocence would bid farewell, a definitive juncture that arrived on a fateful Friday, the night when Yue had arranged to spend time with him and Jamal. Having returned home late, fatigued from work, she nonchalantly slipped off her shoes, resting her tired feet upon the kitchen table.

"Sorry, folks, just a wee bit longer. I'm completely knackered, been traipsing about all day!" Farhan and Jamal, as one would expect, didn't mind in the least. On the contrary, as Yue's soles sprawled across the table, her toes playfully wriggling and flexing, an enchanting spell fell upon the tiny duo. They had caught glimpses of Yue's soles on occasion and had even found themselves in the presence of her feet before, but never for such an extended duration. From time to time, Yue would tease them, jesting about how easily she could trample them underfoot when they scurried across the ground. Sometimes she went barefoot, at other times she wore socks or some other footwear.

However, in that particular circumstance, and for a prolonged moment, it was an unprecedented experience for the diminutive pair. Youth graced Yue's feet, leaving her soles devoid of the creases of time, velvety softness and smoothness prevailing. Like two ravenous creatures, Jamal and Farhan swallowed hard, their hearts racing and their blood pulsing with fervor. Their faces flushed crimson as they tried to avert their gaze from Yue's size 8 feet, yet inevitably their eyes were drawn back, captivated by their beauty.

They had never been ardent admirers of women's feet like many of those afflicted by periodic shrinking, but in the presence of this nethermost aspect of a goddess, a connection forged. Jamal, his lips parched, ran his tongue over them and then, propelled by his already addled mind, he spoke up.

"Yue, would you care for a massage?"

The giant friend smiled, taken aback by the audacity of the proposition.

"That would be delightful, but can you truly make me feel the touch of your dainty little hands?" She chuckled, finding it a rather humorous notion. "Besides, you wouldn't want to lay your fingers upon my feet right now. They're awfully sweaty from a day of ceaseless wandering. Trust me, you wouldn't wish to touch them."

"But you've gone ahead and plonked your feet on the table, not giving a toss about us," Farhan interjected, startling Jamal and even catching Yue off guard. "If that were the case, you'd simply slip off your shoes and let your feet disappear beneath the table. You're so at ease, you've conveniently forgotten this is Jamal's kitchen table."

"Or perhaps you just don't give a damn," Jamal chimed in, his laughter infecting the room and coaxing laughter from the others as well.

"Alright, alright," Yue responded, a mix of intrigue and amusement playing across her face. "So, you really want to go through with this? Very well, then."

She settled herself into the chair, extending her legs and resting her heels upon the table, allowing her bare soles to be fully exposed to the gaze of the diminutive pair. With a gentle flex of her toes, she declared, "There are my feet. Go ahead, start massaging them! And don't you dare complain about the sweat or the scent, you hear me! Don't say I didn't warn you!" Her tone carried a subtle hint of threat, although within, Yue couldn't help but revel in the whimsical nature of the situation. A secret smile danced upon her lips as she concluded her words, yet another playful exchange unfolding between giantess and tiny ones.

Jamal and Farhan exchanged a glance, their cheeks burning with embarrassment, and nodded at each other before proceeding. Yue's soles loomed before them, captivating their gaze like enigmatic monuments. Should their focus falter, their eyes would drift into a trance-like state, entranced by the ethereal sight.

Within seconds, Yue felt a pleasant sensation permeating her soles. "My word, it actually works? You tiny wonders are truly remarkable! Carry on, don't stop! How did I not discover this before? I would have set you to work for me, no payment necessary!" Her laughter rang out, filled with mirth, as she stretched her toes and gently wiggled them, relishing the curious sensations teasing her heels. Gradually, weariness dissolved, leaving behind a profound sense of relaxation. Yet, a flicker of unease lingered, mindful of her friends' hands touching her perspired feet. She found it mildly distasteful, but the novelty of the experience eclipsed any reservations, engulfing her in pure delight.

"You are but a tiny thing! How can the tender soles of my feet offer such exquisite pleasure?" Yue blushed and found herself awestruck.

Unbeknownst to her, Jamal and Farhan were thrown into a state of utter astonishment by the experience. And Yue's words left them biting their lips, desperately restraining their impulse to worship her heels with fervent adoration. In that moment, the rationality of these diminutive beings had vanished into the ethereal realms. The enchantment, the intermingling, the profound connection — they had all been irrevocably forged. None of them would ever be the same. And neither would she.

As Jamal and Farhan's hands caressed the thickened skin of Yue's heel, the faint sounds of gentle squeezing and moistness were audible only to their keen ears. It was the perspiration clinging to the colossal expanse of their revered companion's skin. Their logical minds whispered that such an act might be unwholesome, for they were in contact with the divine's bodily excretions. Yet, their impulses and sensations conveyed a different truth — an elixir teeming with irresistible pheromones. Astonishingly, their delicate hands sank into the sinews of the gargantuan and weighty heel, which could have effortlessly crushed them were it in any other posture.

Jamal and Farhan had transcended the realms of rationality, their human faculties overshadowed by something more primal and ethereal. In their eyes, Yue appeared as nothing short of a deity, basking in the adoration bestowed upon her. Time took on a peculiar dimension, as half an hour stretched into an eternity for the diminutive duo, while for Yue, it passed fleetingly, mere moments in her divine existence. In those precious hours together, no other pursuit held any allure or significance.

The dynamics between Yue, Farhan, and Jamal had undergone a profound metamorphosis, irreversibly altering their very essence. Their communion extended far beyond the realm of massages, delving into territories uncharted, where they experienced the fleeting interludes of diminution. There came a juncture when Yue entertained the notion of treading upon them, and to her delight, Jamal and Farhan embraced this proposal with fervent surrender. They yielded themselves entirely to the capricious whims of their goddess.

Upon returning to their normal stature, Jamal and Farhan fervently prayed that the maddening enchantment that had befallen them, and the goddess herself, would not consume their sanity. Alas, as the sands of time sifted through their fingers, Yue would jest with playful abandon, uttering phrases like "I believe I treaded upon both your heads a tad too firmly" whenever their conversations ventured into the realm of the absurd. Yet, Yue herself reveled in these wild exchanges, finding delight in the whimsical banter woven by Jamal and Farhan.