Ashiatsu massage
Tiny Tutor (Re-Upload)
chapter 6
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“It’s time to move on to the Ashiatsu massage!” The masseuse says cheerly as she steps up onto the table, “This one’s my favorite!”
You had never heard the term “Ashiatsu” in your whole life. “What’s Ashiat-?” You try to question, but you’re interrupted when the masseuse drops her ginormous sole on you, squashing you flat to the table. “Oh” you think to yourself as the masseuse increases the pressure on your tiny body. You feel your whole body compress like rubber under the masseuse’s massive feet.
“This is pretty fun.” The masseuse giggles to herself as she steps on your squishy body. She then remembers that you’re her client and she probably shouldn’t be so rough with you. Turning her foot to the side, she couldn’t help but laugh at your tiny form plastered to her sole like a cartoon. Just as she was reaching down to help you, her manager opens the door.
“What the hell are you doing up there, Abby?” The masseuse’s manager asks in an amused tone. Embarrassed, Abby jumps to the floor, unintentionally crushing you flatter as she lands. “Uhhh... Just practicing my ashiatsu, that’s all.” Abby said with an awkward giggle. “Well, Rebecca’s shift just started, so get your shoes on and get outta here.” Wanting to keep her first job above minimum wage, Abby slips her shoes on, knowingly trapping you under her warm sole to be stepped on repeatedly for an undetermined amount of time.
Each step Abby takes fills your body with agonizing pain as you’re constantly squished and squashed beneath her sole. You feel the heat rising as she works up a sweat, causing her feet to smell even more than they already did. As she walks, Abby considers your dilemma. On one side, she could let you out and help you try to find your mother, but one the other side, she really likes the way you squish under her hot sole. Plus, you’ve already survived under her foot this long. What’s the point of taking you out now?
You had never heard the term “Ashiatsu” in your whole life. “What’s Ashiat-?” You try to question, but you’re interrupted when the masseuse drops her ginormous sole on you, squashing you flat to the table. “Oh” you think to yourself as the masseuse increases the pressure on your tiny body. You feel your whole body compress like rubber under the masseuse’s massive feet.
“This is pretty fun.” The masseuse giggles to herself as she steps on your squishy body. She then remembers that you’re her client and she probably shouldn’t be so rough with you. Turning her foot to the side, she couldn’t help but laugh at your tiny form plastered to her sole like a cartoon. Just as she was reaching down to help you, her manager opens the door.
“What the hell are you doing up there, Abby?” The masseuse’s manager asks in an amused tone. Embarrassed, Abby jumps to the floor, unintentionally crushing you flatter as she lands. “Uhhh... Just practicing my ashiatsu, that’s all.” Abby said with an awkward giggle. “Well, Rebecca’s shift just started, so get your shoes on and get outta here.” Wanting to keep her first job above minimum wage, Abby slips her shoes on, knowingly trapping you under her warm sole to be stepped on repeatedly for an undetermined amount of time.
Each step Abby takes fills your body with agonizing pain as you’re constantly squished and squashed beneath her sole. You feel the heat rising as she works up a sweat, causing her feet to smell even more than they already did. As she walks, Abby considers your dilemma. On one side, she could let you out and help you try to find your mother, but one the other side, she really likes the way you squish under her hot sole. Plus, you’ve already survived under her foot this long. What’s the point of taking you out now?
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April 23, 2025
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