Vicky laughed seeing her new slave completely helpless and looking like his body gave up on him after she had a fun day outside and a nice relaxing shower, this was so much better than any bullying she had initially planned! When she accepted babysitting Timmy for the summer she did plan on making him act like her slave as a last memorable experience for the little twerp, but she knew it would imply using force, beating him up and overpowering him until he surrendered to her will.
But thanks to Timmy's new size, she didn't need to do any of that. All she had to do was pick him up, explain to him how things were going to be and that was that. He willingly begged her to be her slave, worshiped her feet on command, addressed her as a Goddess and Vicky effortlessly could torture and control his fate in ways that would be impossible at normal size. It was such a rush, and it was so easy, that Vicky was starting to get flustered just by thinking about what could come next for her and her new slave.
It was true that Timmy could no longer serve her in the previous ways, but that didn't matter any more. That feeling of power she loved from forcing him to do stuff against his will paled in comparison of the feeling she got from being able to trap him within her sneakers, or to use him as a mere accessory on her toe while she just went about her day. Taking another look at the unconscious shrunken boy Vicky took out her robe and got lost in the euphoria of feeling like an actual Goddess in full control of another life, because only what she said and did mattered now for poor Timmy.
Any worries Vicky could have about Timmy rebelling or getting stronger or finding a way to hurt her didn't matter anymore, now that he was the size of a bug he quickly understood submitting to her was the best option and it didn't matter whether he liked or not because he was powerless. She let out a moan of ecstasy and kept playing with herself as she realized not even Timmy's parents were a threat now. They always took her side, but there was always the small fear they would believe Timmy at last and get her into trouble as a result. But now, her little slave could be easily hidden, she could make up some lie about how he managed to escape and that's all she needed to do to keep her slave for more than just the summer! She would get asked questions, but nobody would look for him inside her sneakers.. or the other places she could hide him.
Vicky raised her foot a bit to get another look at the shrunken slave before going back to what she was doing, realizing something that just made everything a lot better. She caught Timmy just as he shrunk, so the device must be on his room! She didn't know anything about it but wondered if she would be able to use it and fully control Timmy's size so she could get the best of both worlds and more. Having him do chores, massages, homework or whatever she wanted at a relatively normal size, and torturing him in exciting him ways at this size, or even smaller. She made a mental note to check Timmy's room before fully immersing herself in the haze of turning the boy she bullied into her eternal slave, and basking in the glow of the best orgasm she ever had with her eyes closed until exhaustion took over and she went on to dream with her exciting future as a true Goddess.
=========
A sharp pain on his back woke Timmy up during the last part of Vicky's session, as the giantess couldn't help but curl her toes in excitement which turned the toe he was laying on from feeling like a hard bed to feeling like the peak of a rocky mountain. As he recovered his senses a loud moan above him made him blush with embarrassment and shame, but the whole experience of the day was enough to teach him there was no reason to be disappointed anymore. If this is what happened after deciding to become Vicky's slave, he was sure he wouldn't have survived if he decided to resist her. Despite being knocked out twice his body was completely drained of energy, and despite the shower he unwillingly took his body still ached and ached in multiple places, particularly on his back where he could feel particles of sweat from Vicky's toe build up again and overwhelm his own scent.
"Vick..Gah! ... Goddess, please untie me!" Timmy tried shouting but his voice was weak and the giantess above didn't listen, inadvertently curling her toes again which made him correct himself in an unsuccessful effort to reach out to her. At the mercy of the movement of her foot all he could look was the upper part of the door and the ceiling of the room, and not knowing what else to do he started to tear up as he thought of everything that happened through the day. How helpless he felt struggling against her fingers, how he had to kiss and lick the toe that now had him trapped, how he puked on her socks after being tossed around effortlessly by his Goddess and finally how it was a miracle he didn't puke again after so much time swaying uncomfortably, forced to look up and see only the titanic figure of his tormentor contrasting with the sky while the environment around him became warmer, smellier and less comfortable with each step.
At some point he had to start to accept Vicky was a Goddess of some sort, being able to do whatever she wanted to him like that to the point he felt grateful not only when she received a little crumb as his lunch, but also when she mentioned she would search a puddle to give him some water, which in the end didn't happen until the shower, and of course, there in the shower where he could see her naked for the first time, the movement of her foot offering him the view of more than just the outline of her beautiful body as she washed herself. In fact, the last thing Timmy remembered before the drops of water and soap finally knocked him out was how unbelievably majestic his babysitter looked with the water cascading from the head he could still barely see down her athletic body.
Calming himself a bit as the surface holding him finally relaxed and made him sway softly over the edge of the bed Timmy blushed again, this time from wondering if those moans of pleasure were caused in some way by him. Even if he hated her, the idea of being able to pleasure the beautiful giantess in such a way was messing with his brain and made him consider if there was a way things could improve in their relationship. As he was helpless and powerless before her anyway, would it be worth it to be a better slave for her? Would she enjoy it even more and stop torturing him? Maybe she would eventually grow him back if he proved his worth to her? The little noises he heard above of the giantess softly snoring sounded so sweet they almost seemed to encourage this train of thought.
Timmy shook his body trying to get that image out of his mind, what was wrong with him? This was Vicky, the crazy babysitter that would probably kill him the moment she got bored of the shrunken slave novelty. It didn't matter if she was beautiful, she was evil and he should escape as soon as he can, but with his ankles and wrists tied there wasn't much he could do which made him go back to consider the unthinkable...
Until a slight movement from her foot made his body slide a little bit.
It was a small movement, but it was enough to give Timmy optimism, the thread trying him to Vicky's toe was getting loose! It made sense, considering it wasn't fit for such a purpose and it also got a rough treatment from the giantess walking around and taking a shower. He felt weak but if he could struggle enough maybe he could free himself, even freeing his ankles and wrists, and from there he would be able to reach the shrinking device and escape this nightmare. Or at least remain hidden somewhere safe. But he needed to act fast if he wanted to do it before the giantess woke up.
What happens next?