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When it came to government's treatment of shrinkies, Laura was an exception. Having an IQ of over 170, she was included in a special program - as long as she stayed at her family's house, they would receive money for sheltering the tiny genius from becoming lost as some random stranger's property, or worse.
The idea was, that after a proper department would be created in a few years, people like Laura working there would be invaluable - the thousands given to her family till then would pale in comparison. That's why every month an official from the proper ministry arrived to check on Laura, and take a picture as evidence - as long as she was alive and at home, her family got the money.
Sadly for Laura, this didn't mean her life would be a comfortable one - she was not allowed to ever leave the house, and could only communicate with her friends online. Her parents barely cared about her ever since her shrinking, and she felt like her sister Amy would gladly make her into a foot toy if only they allowed it.
It's not surprising that in her situation, Laura looked for some aid among her friends and some shrinkie associations. Sadly, soon after reaching out to them, she got busted by Amy, who quickly showed her chat history to their parents.
Fearing that their tiny gold mine could be even thinking of escaping, they locked Laura in a hamster cage. She was no longer allowed to move around freely, or even contact people online. She would only be taken out for the monthly photoshoot with the ministry employee, and then go back to her cage. She became a real prisoner now, though at least her parents still forbade Amy from grinding her under her foot.

The cage and the curfew wouldn't stop Laura though. Observing the sky behind her window, she was able to estimate the time her parents were at work, and Amy in her class. She would easily escape the cage, access her phone and contact her allies. Over the week, they devised a plan to rescue her and get her to safety - she only had to escape her house while everyone was gone, and they would meet her outside. Excited Laura barely made it in time back to her cage before Amy came in to check on her. She looked around the room suspiciously, but thankfully didn't check the phone, and soon after a few mocking remarks, she left. Laura didn't care - from tomorrow, she wouldn't have to deal with any of that. She would finally be free.
The next day, during the usual time of her parents working, and Amy studying at her college, Laura sneaked out of her cage. She prepared a small piece of paper, and some string. Then she put on her best, white dress - it was to be her first day of freedom, after all.
Opening the door wasn't an easy task, but at least her parent's didn't use any keys for it, so it was only a matter of getting on the doorknob. She used a knocked over broomstick to reach it, and then twisted it with her body. The door clicked, and opened.
The next step was getting down the stairs - they had large, metal steps, with gaps between them. Laura didn't fancy risking falling down and getting found by someone with her leg broken. Instead, she used the piece of paper and string to make a tiny parachute, and tied herself to it. She jumped below the glass balustrade, and gently floated down onto the ground floor.
That was it! She quickly untied the parachute, and ran towards the entrance hall. As she turned around the corner, she couldn't help but scream in shock - the last few meters to the door were blocked by Amy, who was now looking down at her, with a confident, smug look on her face.
,,Hello, lil' sis." -Said Amy, raising her foot.
Laura only had enough time to turn around in panic and make a few steps. Her sister's dirty foot quickly landed on her, pinning her down to the ground.
,,For someone who's supposed to be that smart, that was really fucking stupid of you." -Amy grinded her sister into the floor with her foot. ,,You think i haven't noticed you sneaked out yesterday? I knew you're going to try something, so I skipped class for today. And what do you know, it was worth it."
So she DID notice. Laura was desperatelly trying to think of something, but the pain caused by her sister's foot pressing on her, the cheesy-vinegary smell of it, and the overwhelming fear addled her mind. She was done for.
,,This is so great. Here's me trying to find a way to convince parents you should be given to me, and you do something like this." -Amy pressed her foot down again. ,,Thanks, sis. Couldn't have done it without ya."
,,Amy, please!" -Cried out Laura. ,,Please let me go, I'm begging you! They are waiting for me outside, just let me be, please!"
,,Oh, I know they're waiting. I can see a car parked on the street, with some people waiting next to it." -Amy looked over her shoulder, through the glass door. ,,Such a shame they'll never get to meet you after all. My foot is way too fond of you to let you go like that."
Laura sobbed. This was her last hope, and at the very last moment her sister ruined it all.
,,You know how parents always said I can't have you as my personal foot bitch?" -Amy smiled widely, pulling her foot from the ground and looking down at Laura stuck to her sole. ,,Well, I think they will change their mind after this."
Laura tried thinking of something, but even a hundred perfect plans couldn't save her when she was stuck to Amy's dirty foot like that. She was in such a rush yesterday evening she didn't have time to delete the conversation on her phone like usually - the parents would read it and surely take Amy's side now.
,,So better get used to this, sis." -Amy pressed her foot down again, with her usual smug smirk. ,,Cause this is just the beginning."
At this point, there was no point fighting. No plan could save her, no argument would keep her sister's filthy foot away. The past months of abuse would be nothing compared to what's in store.
,,Ok, now let's get your phone and wait for parents." -Said Amy ,,I'd tell you to hold tight, but I don't think you've got a choice either way, haha!"
She raised her foot to take a first step. Laura could only scream, as she saw the floor get closer and closer...

The next day, like every month, Jane - the designated ministry employee - knocked on the door to check if the genius shrinkie was still alive and within the house. As always, she was greeted by the mother at the door, but when asked about Laura, something odd happened.
,,Go inside, please. Ask my daughter Amy, she's playing with Laura on the stairs." -Said the mom with a welcoming smile.
Jane came into the house and walked towards stairs. A young, blonde woman was sitting on them barefoot, looking at Jane with a smug look on her face. She was alone.
,,Excuse me, could I see Laura?" -Asked the employee.
The girl smirked. ,,Sure."
She then put both of her feet up, pressing them against the glass balustrade. At first Jane recoiled with disgust, utterly confused. But then she noticed something weird stuck to the filthy sole of Amy's right foot. A tiny blonde girl in a white dress, covered entirely with dirt, and flattened against the glass.
,,Um...miss Laura Shore?" -Asked Jane hesitantly.
,,Yep, that's her." -Said Amy with the same, smug smirk. ,,The genius girl, in the flesh."
Jane inspected the sole through the glass. It wasn't easy with the layer of dirt and liquid(sweat? tears?)covering the tiny, but she could recognize the girl she visited numerous times before. Through her slight twitches and short, distressed breathing, she could also see that she's alive.
,,That should be enough." -Said Jane, still feeling a bit uneasy. ,,Now just for the photo."
,,Sure, go on." -Said the girl.
,,Um...you don't mind if your face gets into the shot, I hope?" -Asked Jane.
,,Oh, it would be my pleasure." -Giggled Amy.
Jane took out her camera, and snapped a few pictures. Encouraged by Amy, she did more than usual, just in case anyone doubted it being the real Laura. Her sister was very cooperative, and happy to position her foot accordingly for each shot. This made Jane ease into the whole situation a bit.
,,Ok, I think that's the last one." -She said, putting the camera away.
,,I'm sure they will look great in her gallery back at the ministry." -Said Amy
,,Y-yes, great." -Jane answered with a little smile. She almost laughed, but felt it would be inappropriate. ,,Well, see you next month...Laura."
,,Byeee!" -Amy smeared her right foot on the glass back and forth, in a waving manner.
Jane quickly left the house - whether because she felt uncomfortable, or to laugh at poor Laura, was unclear. Alone again, Amy leaned forward a bit, and spoke to her foot: ,,Now...where were we?"

Description
When it came to government's treatment of shrinkies, Laura was an exception. Having an IQ of over 170, she was included in a special program - as long as she stayed at her family's house, they would receive money for sheltering the tiny genius from becoming lost as some random stranger's property, or worse.
The idea was, that after a proper department would be created in a few years, people like Laura working there would be invaluable - the thousands given to her family till then would pale in comparison. That's why every month an official from the proper ministry arrived to check on Laura, and take a picture as evidence - as long as she was alive and at home, her family got the money.
Sadly for Laura, this didn't mean her life would be a comfortable one - she was not allowed to ever leave the house, and could only communicate with her friends online. Her parents barely cared about her ever since her shrinking, and she felt like her sister Amy would gladly make her into a foot toy if only they allowed it.
It's not surprising that in her situation, Laura looked for some aid among her friends and some shrinkie associations. Sadly, soon after reaching out to them, she got busted by Amy, who quickly showed her chat history to their parents.
Fearing that their tiny gold mine could be even thinking of escaping, they locked Laura in a hamster cage. She was no longer allowed to move around freely, or even contact people online. She would only be taken out for the monthly photoshoot with the ministry employee, and then go back to her cage. She became a real prisoner now, though at least her parents still forbade Amy from grinding her under her foot.

The cage and the curfew wouldn't stop Laura though. Observing the sky behind her window, she was able to estimate the time her parents were at work, and Amy in her class. She would easily escape the cage, access her phone and contact her allies. Over the week, they devised a plan to rescue her and get her to safety - she only had to escape her house while everyone was gone, and they would meet her outside. Excited Laura barely made it in time back to her cage before Amy came in to check on her. She looked around the room suspiciously, but thankfully didn't check the phone, and soon after a few mocking remarks, she left. Laura didn't care - from tomorrow, she wouldn't have to deal with any of that. She would finally be free.
The next day, during the usual time of her parents working, and Amy studying at her college, Laura sneaked out of her cage. She prepared a small piece of paper, and some string. Then she put on her best, white dress - it was to be her first day of freedom, after all.
Opening the door wasn't an easy task, but at least her parent's didn't use any keys for it, so it was only a matter of getting on the doorknob. She used a knocked over broomstick to reach it, and then twisted it with her body. The door clicked, and opened.
The next step was getting down the stairs - they had large, metal steps, with gaps between them. Laura didn't fancy risking falling down and getting found by someone with her leg broken. Instead, she used the piece of paper and string to make a tiny parachute, and tied herself to it. She jumped below the glass balustrade, and gently floated down onto the ground floor.
That was it! She quickly untied the parachute, and ran towards the entrance hall. As she turned around the corner, she couldn't help but scream in shock - the last few meters to the door were blocked by Amy, who was now looking down at her, with a confident, smug look on her face.
,,Hello, lil' sis." -Said Amy, raising her foot.
Laura only had enough time to turn around in panic and make a few steps. Her sister's dirty foot quickly landed on her, pinning her down to the ground.
,,For someone who's supposed to be that smart, that was really fucking stupid of you." -Amy grinded her sister into the floor with her foot. ,,You think i haven't noticed you sneaked out yesterday? I knew you're going to try something, so I skipped class for today. And what do you know, it was worth it."
So she DID notice. Laura was desperatelly trying to think of something, but the pain caused by her sister's foot pressing on her, the cheesy-vinegary smell of it, and the overwhelming fear addled her mind. She was done for.
,,This is so great. Here's me trying to find a way to convince parents you should be given to me, and you do something like this." -Amy pressed her foot down again. ,,Thanks, sis. Couldn't have done it without ya."
,,Amy, please!" -Cried out Laura. ,,Please let me go, I'm begging you! They are waiting for me outside, just let me be, please!"
,,Oh, I know they're waiting. I can see a car parked on the street, with some people waiting next to it." -Amy looked over her shoulder, through the glass door. ,,Such a shame they'll never get to meet you after all. My foot is way too fond of you to let you go like that."
Laura sobbed. This was her last hope, and at the very last moment her sister ruined it all.
,,You know how parents always said I can't have you as my personal foot bitch?" -Amy smiled widely, pulling her foot from the ground and looking down at Laura stuck to her sole. ,,Well, I think they will change their mind after this."
Laura tried thinking of something, but even a hundred perfect plans couldn't save her when she was stuck to Amy's dirty foot like that. She was in such a rush yesterday evening she didn't have time to delete the conversation on her phone like usually - the parents would read it and surely take Amy's side now.
,,So better get used to this, sis." -Amy pressed her foot down again, with her usual smug smirk. ,,Cause this is just the beginning."
At this point, there was no point fighting. No plan could save her, no argument would keep her sister's filthy foot away. The past months of abuse would be nothing compared to what's in store.
,,Ok, now let's get your phone and wait for parents." -Said Amy ,,I'd tell you to hold tight, but I don't think you've got a choice either way, haha!"
She raised her foot to take a first step. Laura could only scream, as she saw the floor get closer and closer...

The next day, like every month, Jane - the designated ministry employee - knocked on the door to check if the genius shrinkie was still alive and within the house. As always, she was greeted by the mother at the door, but when asked about Laura, something odd happened.
,,Go inside, please. Ask my daughter Amy, she's playing with Laura on the stairs." -Said the mom with a welcoming smile.
Jane came into the house and walked towards stairs. A young, blonde woman was sitting on them barefoot, looking at Jane with a smug look on her face. She was alone.
,,Excuse me, could I see Laura?" -Asked the employee.
The girl smirked. ,,Sure."
She then put both of her feet up, pressing them against the glass balustrade. At first Jane recoiled with disgust, utterly confused. But then she noticed something weird stuck to the filthy sole of Amy's right foot. A tiny blonde girl in a white dress, covered entirely with dirt, and flattened against the glass.
,,Um...miss Laura Shore?" -Asked Jane hesitantly.
,,Yep, that's her." -Said Amy with the same, smug smirk. ,,The genius girl, in the flesh."
Jane inspected the sole through the glass. It wasn't easy with the layer of dirt and liquid(sweat? tears?)covering the tiny, but she could recognize the girl she visited numerous times before. Through her slight twitches and short, distressed breathing, she could also see that she's alive.
,,That should be enough." -Said Jane, still feeling a bit uneasy. ,,Now just for the photo."
,,Sure, go on." -Said the girl.
,,Um...you don't mind if your face gets into the shot, I hope?" -Asked Jane.
,,Oh, it would be my pleasure." -Giggled Amy.
Jane took out her camera, and snapped a few pictures. Encouraged by Amy, she did more than usual, just in case anyone doubted it being the real Laura. Her sister was very cooperative, and happy to position her foot accordingly for each shot. This made Jane ease into the whole situation a bit.
,,Ok, I think that's the last one." -She said, putting the camera away.
,,I'm sure they will look great in her gallery back at the ministry." -Said Amy
,,Y-yes, great." -Jane answered with a little smile. She almost laughed, but felt it would be inappropriate. ,,Well, see you next month...Laura."
,,Byeee!" -Amy smeared her right foot on the glass back and forth, in a waving manner.
Jane quickly left the house - whether because she felt uncomfortable, or to laugh at poor Laura, was unclear. Alone again, Amy leaned forward a bit, and spoke to her foot: ,,Now...where were we?"