You really don't want to do this, but there are no other options. Wedging your body free from between her smelly toes, you scream for attention, waving your arms as your squeaky voice continues shouting for Bea’s mercy. Pushing your tiny lungs to exhaustion, you watch, anticipating the giantess’ next move. 

Bea looks down, both curious about and annoyed by the sound. Her huge green eyes take a moment to find the source, moving from side to side as they try to track down your small body. Flipping the lights on, you find yourself stunned as your shrunken eyes take a little longer to adjust to the brightness. 

Squinting her eyes, Bea finally finds you, gasping and squeezing her toes in surprise as she squats down to get closer. The dark lips of her vagina get closer to you, with its sweet musky scent adding to the assault of odors. You don’t have time to complain, right now just being glad that you were not mistaken for an insect. 

“What the hell?!” The giantess raises her eyebrow, reaching down to pick you up. Not understanding her own strength, you find yourself pressed tightly while being lifted. Bea’s warm fingers form a pinch around your body, pressing your legs together are you are dangled up to her face. 

Unable to say anything, your bully just spends a few seconds making noises of confusion before bursting into a horrid laugh. “Are you fucking kidding me? Are you fucking kidding me! Maaan, this is too good.” She brings you closer to her face, showing off her fangs. With the height already amplifying the aura of terror which Bea induced in you, her grasp becomes unnecessary. Even if you could, you are too scared to move.  “What’s wrong? Couldn’t bring up the courage to ask if you could fuck me, so you decided to shrink yourself and sniff my sandals like some perverted bitch?” Bea sneers. “I guess you really are a footfreak, huh?”

Those words…trigger something in you. Immediately, you become hard, with your miniature penis poking against Bea’s finger. Feeling something pushing into her soft skin, Bea allows you to escape from the pinch, placing you into the palm of her hand to inspect your aroused body. Looking around, each of her fingers appears like a large steel bar - her palm your prison. 

“Hard already, worm? Did you think you were going to get off to my sweaty sandals? Sorry, but that’s not going to happen. If I see even a drip coming off that pathetic cock of yours, you are done. I am gonna pop you like the bug you are, got it?”

You whimper, trying to concentrate. Closing your eyes, you take a few deep breaths. It takes all of your willpower to avoid touching yourself, your throbbing cock slowly calming down. 

“Good boy. Now, let’s start from the beginning. How did you even get this small?”

You spend a few minutes explaining the shrinking pills. Bea goes to retrieve the box, rattling it in front of your face. “Guess what, bug boy? I am going to be taking those pills of yours. From now on, you shrink whenever I tell you to shrink, got it? Otherwise…” 

Taking out her phone, Bea points it toward your naked body. You are once again assaulted by light as the bully snaps an embarrassing picture of you. She points the cinema screen-sized phone in your direction, with you getting a good view of your grime and sweat-covered body and shaking penis resting in your tormentor’s palm. 

“Now, before you grow back, shall we have some fun?”