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The last thing you remembered before you shrunk was you and your assistant having an argument. You can’t quite recall what the argument was about, but your assistant took really drastic measures right after. You were just in your office getting important work done, when somebody barges through your door and after that, your memory goes blank for a while. All of a sudden, you have been shrunken down. Before you could even process what happened. You were taken by your assistant and taped to the insole of her heel. You were immediately greeted by the gross scent of her insole, and before the smell could be entirely processed into your brain, she slipped her foot inside, smothering you until it felt like you were suffocating under her foot stink and sweat.
After her shift had ended, she took you home with her and finally removed her heels.

“Had a fun day in my heel little one? I didn’t want to do this, but you left me no choice. All you had to do was give me a pay raise for all my hard work that I have been doing over the past years working for your company, but I never got one. Now I plan on giving you a little punishment. For the next week, you will be living as my insole. I will hear absolutely no complaints, or I will never regrow you, understand? As my insole you will not speak to me once. Sometimes I may untape you, but it will be very rarely. The only time I’ll untape you is if I need my foot cleaned. That means licking all the sweat off and making sure it doesn’t smell anymore. If I am ever unsatisfied, I’ll increase your time as my insole by one week, so you better work yourself to the fullest, or being grown back will be out of the option.
Well I have a date I need to get to. I hope you can survive in my heel for another…let's say two or three hours. And remember…NO complaining!”

She then slipped her heel back on and left for the night. Spending another three hours in her heel sounded like torture, but it was just a taste for whats to come. Later that night, she came back to her place and fell asleep instantly on her bed, forgetting to take off her heels. Now you were going to be trapped in them all night! Complaining would get you nowhere, so you sucked up your pride and began licking the foot of your new goddess. Hoping she would appreciate it when she woke up, but she probably wouldn’t even notice or care.

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The last thing you remembered before you shrunk was you and your assistant having an argument. You can’t quite recall what the argument was about, but your assistant took really drastic measures right after. You were just in your office getting important work done, when somebody barges through your door and after that, your memory goes blank for a while. All of a sudden, you have been shrunken down. Before you could even process what happened. You were taken by your assistant and taped to the insole of her heel. You were immediately greeted by the gross scent of her insole, and before the smell could be entirely processed into your brain, she slipped her foot inside, smothering you until it felt like you were suffocating under her foot stink and sweat.
After her shift had ended, she took you home with her and finally removed her heels.

“Had a fun day in my heel little one? I didn’t want to do this, but you left me no choice. All you had to do was give me a pay raise for all my hard work that I have been doing over the past years working for your company, but I never got one. Now I plan on giving you a little punishment. For the next week, you will be living as my insole. I will hear absolutely no complaints, or I will never regrow you, understand? As my insole you will not speak to me once. Sometimes I may untape you, but it will be very rarely. The only time I’ll untape you is if I need my foot cleaned. That means licking all the sweat off and making sure it doesn’t smell anymore. If I am ever unsatisfied, I’ll increase your time as my insole by one week, so you better work yourself to the fullest, or being grown back will be out of the option.
Well I have a date I need to get to. I hope you can survive in my heel for another…let's say two or three hours. And remember…NO complaining!”

She then slipped her heel back on and left for the night. Spending another three hours in her heel sounded like torture, but it was just a taste for whats to come. Later that night, she came back to her place and fell asleep instantly on her bed, forgetting to take off her heels. Now you were going to be trapped in them all night! Complaining would get you nowhere, so you sucked up your pride and began licking the foot of your new goddess. Hoping she would appreciate it when she woke up, but she probably wouldn’t even notice or care.