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You woke up naked on a cold wood floor. The last thing you could remember was drinking at the tavern with a cute girl. You must have drunk far too much. Finally standing up you tried to get your bearings. There was a chair in front of you but it looked several stories tall. Ok you must have just drunk something really strong. You went to find a bed to sleep it off and found one right behind you but, like the chair it was taller than a building. Suddenly you heard the voice of the girl from the tavern. "Oh you're up. I know what you're thinking. No, you did not sleep with me; Yes, I shrank you; Yes, I'm a witch. Any other questions?" You looked up and found her looming over you. She sat down in the chair and picked you up between her fingers. She grabbed a stocking from next to her in her other hand and you soon found yourself falling into it. The stench was overpowering, sweat and dirt with a hint of something sweet. It closed in all around you as you tried to frantically climb the sides of her massive stocking. Her foot blocked out the light coming from the hole and started to press in towards you. "If it wasn't clear already you're here to be my new insole. Pathetic adventurers like you are my favorite, something about the look on your face when you realize that cute girl was the one with the real power." Her purple painted toes brushed you off the side of the stocking and into the sole. The rest of her foot pressed into the sole and shoved you to the front, trapped under the ball of her foot, with your head between her toes, just enough to look up at her through the fabric. The stench was bad before but, now it was infinitely worse. The sweat smeared onto your naked body and into your face, her scent alone was powerful enough to make you lightheaded. "Do try to last a while. As much as I enjoy shrinking adventurers, shrinking potion is a pain to brew and it's annoying to clean your guts out of my stockings." She squeezed and wiggled her toes, playing with you and stretching your body painfully. She turned away to put on her other stocking, still playing with you, and stood up when she finished. Your body flared with pain under her foot but didn't break like you expected it to. "That shrinking potion should give you some extra durability, I can even do this to you." She put all her weight onto one leg and started to grind her foot back and forth on top of you. You felt your body bend in all sort of ways it shouldn't but still it held, no more than a few broken bones from the weight of a small mountain on top of you. "Now it's time to go back out. I need an insole for my other foot." A boot smothered out what little light there was inside the fabric, leaving you trapped in darkness with just her toes and the pain of each step for company.

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You woke up naked on a cold wood floor. The last thing you could remember was drinking at the tavern with a cute girl. You must have drunk far too much. Finally standing up you tried to get your bearings. There was a chair in front of you but it looked several stories tall. Ok you must have just drunk something really strong. You went to find a bed to sleep it off and found one right behind you but, like the chair it was taller than a building. Suddenly you heard the voice of the girl from the tavern. "Oh you're up. I know what you're thinking. No, you did not sleep with me; Yes, I shrank you; Yes, I'm a witch. Any other questions?" You looked up and found her looming over you. She sat down in the chair and picked you up between her fingers. She grabbed a stocking from next to her in her other hand and you soon found yourself falling into it. The stench was overpowering, sweat and dirt with a hint of something sweet. It closed in all around you as you tried to frantically climb the sides of her massive stocking. Her foot blocked out the light coming from the hole and started to press in towards you. "If it wasn't clear already you're here to be my new insole. Pathetic adventurers like you are my favorite, something about the look on your face when you realize that cute girl was the one with the real power." Her purple painted toes brushed you off the side of the stocking and into the sole. The rest of her foot pressed into the sole and shoved you to the front, trapped under the ball of her foot, with your head between her toes, just enough to look up at her through the fabric. The stench was bad before but, now it was infinitely worse. The sweat smeared onto your naked body and into your face, her scent alone was powerful enough to make you lightheaded. "Do try to last a while. As much as I enjoy shrinking adventurers, shrinking potion is a pain to brew and it's annoying to clean your guts out of my stockings." She squeezed and wiggled her toes, playing with you and stretching your body painfully. She turned away to put on her other stocking, still playing with you, and stood up when she finished. Your body flared with pain under her foot but didn't break like you expected it to. "That shrinking potion should give you some extra durability, I can even do this to you." She put all her weight onto one leg and started to grind her foot back and forth on top of you. You felt your body bend in all sort of ways it shouldn't but still it held, no more than a few broken bones from the weight of a small mountain on top of you. "Now it's time to go back out. I need an insole for my other foot." A boot smothered out what little light there was inside the fabric, leaving you trapped in darkness with just her toes and the pain of each step for company.

available in 4k on patreon