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Published: 2015-02-15 21:51:22 +0000 UTC; Views: 8641; Favourites: 24; Downloads: 0
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This fan fiction is a reverse foot worship fan fiction involving a macro/micro situation. It's the first time I tried to write a macro/micro situation in english, so be clement with me! Also, if you don't like the concept, then simply don't read this.It involves 1 character from full metal alchemist: Edward Elric.
And 's OC: Tiny. She asked me to write this for her.
Also just in case you don't know how Edward Elric looks like, here are pics of him:
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And now pics of her OC:
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Good reading:
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“ … So I guess you know what to do right?
- Yes of course. Just leave this to me!
- That’s what I’ll do. With your small size you’re the most qualified of all to complete this mission successfully. Now go to work!
- Yes sir!”
I saluted my superior respectfully according to custom in the army, and then I explored the building to find Edward Elric also known as “the full metal alchemist”. My mission is simple: I must find him and then spy him without him knowing it. When my superior told it would be easy for me that wasn’t exaggerated: I’m known as the “tiny alchemist” and after some experiences on myself I managed to be 30 times smaller than before, that’s simple: I’m the smallest girl in the whole world. Instead of 150 cm, my size is now 5 cm; my superiors immediately used that capacity to ask me to do some spying missions. I always succeed for the moment, and that’s normal: nobody pays attention to someone as small as me. About today’s mission, I’ve heard my target was in the library. In fact the biggest inconvenience with my size is the fact I must be very careful to go from a specific place to another one because nobody pays attention to me and I might be crushed accidentally if I’m not careful enough. But usually walking along walls is enough, and now I’m used to it. After some research I finally found him. I never saw him before but my superior gave me a photo of him. Anyway I must say he’s really a good looking boy … something tells me I’ll enjoy that spying mission. I smiled while I was thinking about the fact Edward Elric wasn’t unpleasant to watch … I decided to hide between some books of the first row to continue to keep an eye on him. Usually I do my job because it’s my duty, but I think it was the first time I took a real pleasure to do it. Edward was looking for books about the philosopher stone and they were in a superior row so I thought I would be protected in an inferior row. So I continued to think a little more about the actual situation … without paying attention to Edward anymore … I was absorbed in my thoughts … so much absorbed I didn’t notice he progressively looked for books in inferior rows … until he found me. I suddenly felt a huge pressure around my chest: that was Edward, he took me into his hand and brought me closer to his face so he could see me in details:
“Well well well … what do we have here?
- Let me go you brute! What do you think you’re doing?!
- A small girl? … I know I remember you: I already saw you sometimes in corridors. You must be the tiny alchemist! I’ve heard rumors about you; you work as a spy for elite of the army which means … they sent you to spy me!
- No that’s not that! Just let me go! * Crap, I’m busted … and he seems to be really angry! I can’t imagine what he’s gonna do to me *
- Ha ha! I knew it! I’ve got the perfect punishment for spies! Especially when they’re as tiny as you * I can’t believe I’m actually saying someone is tiny *”.
He had a really strange smile on his face and that presaged nothing good. I started to panic because he mentioned the words “punishment” and “tiny”. I was imagining worst things like him launching me on the ground or him crushing me between his hands.
“Please don’t hurt me! I beg you!
- Hurt you? I’m not gonna hurt you! That would be way too sweet! I’m gonna humiliate you and for that I’ll make you my shoe slave!
- What? You! How could you! You horrible … monster! Misogynous!
- Silence! Now enter in your new home ha ha ha!”
Ed then took of his right shoe and he put me inside of it, Inside his shoe there was only a very few light … but some seconds after that it was dark … totally dark. His foot was now at his place once again … I had nowhere to run … I was totally hopeless and powerless against a so huge foot and because of its weight I was forced to adopt a stretched out posture. But I had luck in my misfortune: his foot wasn’t totally crushing me as I was just under his sole. He then started to walk apparently, and even if I was under his sole, I could felt a pressure each time his foot felt again on the ground. Suddenly I heard his voice with a provocative tone:
“Hey tiny! There’s one thing I forgot to precise: I did a veeery hard mission today and I walked a looong time! Something like 20 km maybe … I bet my feet must be veeeery sweaty now! I hope you enjoy it!
- You … I’ll get you!”
His feet were indeed very sweaty … but once again, I think I had luck in my misfortune: I’ve heard his other foot was made of metal so I think I prefer this than the cold contact of the metal. That said there was an inconvenient being stuck here with his “normal” foot: I was forced to breathe to survive and … this hard mission, his sweat … all that gave to his foot a very strong smell. * Sniff, sniff … buark! It smells so bad! Did he wash his feet at least once in his life?!*,suddenly, after some minutes of walking (and hundreds of crushes) there were a lot of noises. That means we were now out of the army’s place … somewhere in Central town. * Who does he think he is? Nobody dared to treat me like that just because I’m tiny! *. Then after some more minutes I could hear even more noises, and apart from conversations and moving there was another new noise: something ear-splitting … something like a train which was braking. * We are at train station now? Where is he going to take me? *
“Hey why are we in train station? Where do you take me?”
- Hello sir!
- Hello, how can I help you?
“Get me out of here!” I yelled. But nobody was able to hear me with all those nearby noises.
- I’d like to buy a ticket for Resembool
- Sure, but I’d like to know where your parents are. We don’t allow kids to travel alone.
- I’m not a kid! And I can take care of myself!
Trapped in his shoe I couldn’t see what was happening but suddenly I heard the ticket seller was apologizing to Ed. He probably showed him his pocket watch to prove he was a state alchemist.
“Sorry! I … I didn’t know you were …”
“Forget about this … have a nice day!”
“Hey! You still didn’t answer me full metal alchemist! Where are you taking me?!”
But once again my voice was muffled by other noises and he certainly didn’t hear me. After a little moment there was less noise: the train was leaving the station and apparently Ed was alone with me in the wagon, it was a lot more silent than in the train station, so Ed would certainly hear me this time :
“Hey! Can you explain me where you’re taking me?!
- Somewhere …
- You’ll not get a way like this! Do you know you actually kidnapped a state alchemist and trapped her in the … most stinking prison in the world!
- Yeah yeah whatever …
- You dared to ignore me? You’ll have big trouble when I’ll do my report. My superiors will not appreciate to know you kidnapped me and trapped me in your shoe!
- You know what they’ll do when they’ll read the report? I think they’ll just mock you: that’s so ridiculous and humiliating to be trapped in the shoe of the person you were supposed to spy when you think about it ha ha ha!
- And now you’re laughing at me? What’s wrong with you? Can’t you realize how gross it is to trap a lady here?”
I continued to argue with him, but I was the only one who was angry. He was just responding in a way that would make me angrier and angrier. And all of a sudden I stopped talking, not because I was tired or something, it’s just because I wanted to remain silent. I don’t really know why myself … maybe because I started to realize my situation wasn’t that bad. I guess this is what happens when you’re in a place with a strong smell: sooner or later you’re getting used to it. And in my case, this helped me a lots to realize how lucky I was in reality: the fact the smell was now bearable … no … let’s say … intoxicating and it gave me new urges. Now that I think about it, the skin of his foot was soft … and warm … I touched under his sole with my hands. * How can it be? I … realized only now his foot was sweet and pleasurable to touch … but he didn’t add things like lotion so … maybe it’s because of me … maybe I always liked feet in my subconscious … and it probably merged all of a sudden from my subconscious now that I’m trapped in his shoe … under his giant perfect and soft feet *. I continued to touch his feet, and the more I touched them, the more they seemed to be soft and sweet. And the more they seemed soft and sweet, the more I was addicted to them. I was nearly hypnotized by the beauty of his giant feet; except I knew this sudden feeling was not artificial … it was real. I really enjoyed each second I spent like this at his feet, but soon I wanted to do more. I started to rub my face against his sole, just as if it was pillow. The feeling of his foot against my head, that was truly magnificent, but once again I wanted to do more, so I kissed them gently. I couldn’t believe I was doing something like that, without being even forced to do it, but even with that thought in head I couldn’t stop myself to continue to kiss them. That was definitely submission, an extreme form of submission, and yet that didn’t bother me. At one moment a crazy though came to my mind: * they feel soft … but I wonder how they taste … no … no way that crossed my mind … but, the more I think about it, the more I want to do that! *. I then allowed my tongue to have a little fun with the giant sole that was overhanging me. At first I was shy, and I was just licking his feet slowly, but soon, I wanted to taste them so much I was faster and faster. The more I was licking his feet the more I wanted to taste them. It was perpetual cycle! A cycle that allowed me to know his feet were a bit salty. This makes sense with all that sweat he gained because of that hard mission he did today. After some minutes I had even more self-confidence, I had fun while I was doing this and I was making precise forms with my tongue, like a square or a triangle for example. I had so much fun … but suddenly the cycle was ended … there was light once again and then I felt something strong was taking me out of the shoe. It was Ed’s hand he carried me at the surface, and he putted me on a table in front of him. We were all alone in the wagon. After a few second of silence, he asked me:
“What were you doing while you were in my shoe?”
It was such an embarrassing question. *No … no way! He figured out what I was doing? Even with my small size? I was sure he couldn’t notice it considering the size difference between us*. I was as red as a beetroot, I knew he wouldn’t believe me but I tried my luck:
“No … nothing. I was trapped here remember? What do you expect me to do?
- He he! It’s useless to lie, I know something wasn’t right … you replied to each of my provocation and suddenly you remained silent. I had a strange feeling, and then I suddenly felt you were stroking my feet. But I didn’t stop you, firstly because it felt good and then, because I wanted to see how far you could go. When you licked them, it felt very good, so I letted you continue during some minutes, and then I dragged you out of my shoe to ask you … do you like my feet so much?
- Ye … yes, they’re so … awesome.”
I was blushing even more than before. I couldn’t believe I told him truth … if he repeats this outside I’m dead … nobody will think about me as a serious spy anymore. After a moment, he took me in his hand and he brought me close to his face. He was observing me very carefully.
“I didn’t take time to observe you … but now I can tell you’re quite cute Tiny … especially when you blush like that!
- Th … thank you … you’re not bad too!”
This time I saw Ed was blushing, this kinda made me smile inside. I felt easy with him now :
“Hi hi! You blushed!
- No, I didn’t!
- Yes, you did!
- No, I didn’t!
- Yes, you did!
- Take that Tiny: nuzzle attack!”
He then used his nose to push me, but it wasn’t done to hurt me, it was more like a teasing.
“So, do you give up Tiny?
- No, never!
- We’ll see about that … tickling attack!”
He then took advantage of the fact I was on my back to gently tickling me. I never thought he could do that even with the size difference. Now all I could was giggling, I was forced to give up:
“Stop! I … I give up!
- Ha ha! I knew it! By the way … you’ve got a cute laugh!
- Thanks!
- Hey I’ve got an idea: since you like my feet so much, maybe you can continue to play with them.
- Really? You really allow me to do more? Thank you! You’re so nice!
- Don’t thank me! Just do what you do best he he!”
He then putted his giant foot on the table in front of me. His foot was so huge I could barely exceed the heel’s zone.
“Hey ed, can you incline your foot? It’s too big for me: I only have access to the heel’s zone.
- Sure no prob!
- Thanks!”
I was unable to hide my excitement, but I didn’t care anymore, I knew he wouldn’t judge me if I was hasty to do it. I started to lick the sole, and that was even better now than inside his shoe: because now I was free to move as much as I want. So with my tongue out I run alongside his sole. Of course I face his sole while I did that, so I licked it while I was running! That was pure pleasure! But at one moment I was tired, so I stayed where I was (that is to say at the “middle” of the sole). I was tired to run … but I wasn’t tired at all when it comes to worship Ed’s perfect feet! So I continued to lick, but I did faster and faster, because the taste of his foot on my tongue was more and more addicting by the second! I noticed he wiggled his toes which intrigued me. I tried to see his face and noticed he was smiling.
“Looks like I’m not the only here who’s ticklish hi hi!
- Yes indeed, you unveiled my secret. Can you go bit slower please? That tickles too much if you stay at that speed.
- Ok no prob!”
I tried to be a bit slower, and I noticed it was apparently more relaxing for him, I saw he closed his eyes. That was a sign he liked it too, and that encouraged me to “play a little”, for example I acted just as if my tongue was a serpent that was crawling on a field. After a moment, I was decided to play with his toes (especially the two smallest ones as they were the only one I could reach). I noticed he was a bit more ticklish between his toes, because I had to be slower while I licked in this zone. But I knew he liked that, as I could hear him whispering things like “Oh god it feels good” or “hum … that’s it! Please don’t stop!” .After a moment I wanted to thank him:
- Thanks a lot for what you did Ed! Can you bring me closer to your face? I think you deserved a reward!”
Ed obeyed my instruction, and brought me closer to his face. I then gently kissed his forehead. But suddenly, the train stopped, I was surprised by the tremor, but Ed managed to catch me. He then whispered:
“I’ll try to hide you; if you want you can be in my pock …
- No! I’d prefer to be … you know: inside your shoe.
- Are you sure? I know you like my feet but …
- Yeah I’m sure that’s what I want … ah and if you could do me a favor, I’d like to be at the end of your shoe, like that I’ll be in the toes area.
- OK as you wish”.
He took me in his shoe, but this time I was impatient to be inside. I was at the end of the shoe, and very soon it was totally dark. I knew what it meant, and I was very excited while I was laying down. One second after, I felt his sweet foot on me, the half of my body was “trapped” under his foot, only my chest and my head were free. I’m not sure, but I think I’m between the big toe and it’s “neighbor”. He then started to walk, and even if I felt a pressure (slightly harder than last time) each time his foot felt again on the ground, I really enjoyed each second spent here with Ed. He was very kind to allow someone like me inside the magnificent shoe which has the prettiest foot ever. I was overjoyed while I was at his foot … trapped in the greatest “prison”.
“How’s being there Tiny? Are you enjoying being inside my awesome shoe?”
“Y-yeah, i-it’s awesome.”
I was so happy … and something told I’ll enjoy these days of vacation with Ed.
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Thanks! Really glad to know you liked it!
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D'aaaw~! You did it awesome ~! I love it so much ~!
Catch a hug ~! >w< (> owo )>
Thanks you for story, marzipan ~! ^^
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Thanks! I'm glad to see you're so enthusiastic about it ^^
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Thanks! Glad to know you liked it!
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What a cute story man 
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Thanks! Glad to know you liked it! And yup: she's a tsundere type character, so the final goal was to make her angry at first (which is normal considering she was trapped in a shoe) and then happy of the situation.
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