Big Sister's Little Helper Day 1
Tiny Fairy Big World
chapter 100
by
Ello
"OwWwWw..." You groan in agony. Meanwhile Nani's biggest problem is going socks that aren't dirty. She picks up a pair from the floor sniffs it and nearly gags as she tosses it away. The smelly, balled up sock lands directly on you nearly suffocating you with the stench from what was hours of foot sweat from a work shift. It is truly awful and you are desperate for fresh air. Your only consolation is that it's better than being trampled under Nani...
Speaking of which the responsible young woman was running out of time and desperate to get going or she would be late for work! Her eyes darted across the room again and once again spotted the sock you were under, not realizing it was one she checked out already. She lifted it up allowing cool fresh air to surge over your body which you inhaled desperately. By complete contrast she sniffed the offensive sock and immediately threw it. "Damm it! Already tried that one!" And STOMPED her right foot down in frustration, of course right on top of you, splattering you under her sole with a deafening quake. "Whatever I'll do laundry tonight, besides nothing I haven't dealt with before" she sighs as she picks up her old worn out shoes. First she puts on the left one balancing her full weight on your body, even hopping up and down on you, her sole mashing you like gargantuan hammer as she tries to keep balance. Then she lifts up her right foot and you are painfully smashed to her sole like a tattoo as she slides her bare foot into the musky old shoe. You mentally scream as your back is slammed into the smelly worn out floor of the shoe, which is caved in with the shape of her foot and dirty from lots and lots of use, the familiar stench somehow reaching your crushed nostrils that were practically fused to the bottom of her sole. You now her the worst of both worlds, crushed under her massive weight and trapped with the stench of her shoe!
As she took her first step her foot separated just a milimeter from the floor of the shoe with you looking like a wad of gum stick to both of them. Then a tiny squish was all your body produced under the deafening thud of her stepping down on you pressing you painfully into the long gone 'cushioning' of her shoe with a tiny burst of pixie dust proofing from your tiny body. Her shoe felt absolutely gross to put her bare feet in but somehow it felt a little different today. Somewhat better maybe? It was hard for her to tell but she quickly pushed the thoughts away and stomped downstairs in a hurry. Her sole dropped down hard and fast with alarming speed as she reduced you to flattened paste like a jackhammer as she expertly trampled the stairs like a pro, grabbed a piece of bread with jam and walked out the door with the sad breakfast already stuffed in her mouth as she walked to work.
You could do nothing but accept your fate as you were countlessly trampled to mush, hopeless to escape the tight shoe and gigantic foot that squashed you over and over and over again. It didn't take even ten minutes for the affects of the Hawaiian summer sun to start working it's horrible magic. Nani quickly started to sweat as she broke into a jog to get to work. Her pounding foot quickly increased with speed and force on it's seemingly endless mission to keep you two dimensional. Your hellish prison pounding you harder and faster, and getting hotter with every step. Her sole quickly became slick with sweat which immediately was pounded into your already tortured form drenching you with the hot salty perspiration making your prison stickier and smellier.
Nani makes it to work whiping sweat from her brow and panting slightly but she made it on time and is actually not as tired as usual! She smiles at the extra spring in her step then checks into work. She is a waitress at a beach side restaurant, mostly with outdoor seating and it is generally busy all day long. She is on her feet most of the day going back and forth between guests and the kitchen pick up their orders.
You are trampled nonstop for hours on end, getting further flattened and drenched under her sweaty foot, quickly reduced to a two dimensional sticky puddle before she's even halfway through her shift. Your body simply soaking in her nasty sweat and pounded to paste under her now smelly foot. You never lost consciousness and it never got any less painful, in fact it just got worse and worse as the day went on. You were sometimes stuck to her sole, sometimes the floor of the shoe, sometimes your liquidy body would get slid back and hammered beneath her heel for a while and sometimes back towards the front and smashed by her toes. There was no mercy for you... Even when she took her break she happily ate her lunch while listening to music, and even though she was sitting down she would rythmically stop her feet to the beat. Had you been familiar with the music you would be able to recognize the song with how expertly she STOMPED you to it's beat. But then it was back to work for the second half of her shift....
By the end of the hard day of work Nani finished clearing the last table and sighed contently. She was actually in a great mood despite the abnormally busy day. Normally she would feel quite cranky and way more tired by now. She even noticed her elevated mood all day brought her bigger tips! She worked way more tables than she normally would have been able to and had happier more generous customers because of it. She smiled in the back room counting her fat wad of cash tapping her right foot with every dollar bill she counted, hammering you again and again. "Woooow I can't believe it! It's been a while since I've made this much. I keep getting days like this and I'll be able to get a new pair of shoes in no time. She looked down at her dirty beat up shoes. "Heh... You've done me good but I know you're due to retire" she laughs... Though at least the right one was more comfortable than usual today. She also grimaces as she finally noticed the steaming swamp inside as she wriggles her toes and feels the wet squelch with every step. She nearly gags just thinking about how nasty it must be in there. Her nose even catching a slight whiff of the horrors that await inside. She blushed with embarrassment and hopes nobody else noticed that today!
She finishes up and walks back home, this time taking it slow and enjoying the afternoon stroll. Despite the blazing heat there was a strong salty ocean breeze that felt nice on her sweaty skin. She finally made it home and ran straight upstairs, adding yet more torture to you, before making it to her room. She plopped her thick booty onto the floor as she carlessly sat down and kicked her nasty shoes off as they fell to the wooden floor with a heavy thud. Your poor body was plastered to her sole absolutely demolished and slathered with sticky sweat and stank to the core like for foot.
"Aaaah that feels so good" she says as she wiggles her toes in the fresh cool air. Your body slowly oozing down her sole like a drop of sweat. "Ewww gross" she says as the horrible smell hits her nose with it's full power. "Alright...definitely need socks for tomorrow... I'll do some laundry right n-" she gets cut off as she hears Lilo call her name needing help with something. "Be right there Lilo!" She says before using her left big toe to scratch the bottom of her foot. Your poor body sliding down her sole gave her an itch and her toe violently scraped you off her foot and launched you right back into her damp humid swampy shoe. Thankfully she didn't put them back on before heading back downstairs to help her sister.
You gagged and sputtered out her nasty sweat and chocked on the thick swampy air. You needed to get out of there but we're far to broken down and smashed to even think about moving. Then suddenly maleficent's voice boomed in your head "Oh my rough first day huh? Still somehow you made an actual difference! The young lady is absolutely better off with her little helper! A small difference though and you were how should I say.... quite passive about your help. It'll be many MANY days of helping her if that is your strategy" she scoffs. "Still very entertaining to tune in now and then but try to be more active tomorrow huh little thief?"
You would cry if you could...... Many days of this!? What the hell what you supposed to do?
Speaking of which the responsible young woman was running out of time and desperate to get going or she would be late for work! Her eyes darted across the room again and once again spotted the sock you were under, not realizing it was one she checked out already. She lifted it up allowing cool fresh air to surge over your body which you inhaled desperately. By complete contrast she sniffed the offensive sock and immediately threw it. "Damm it! Already tried that one!" And STOMPED her right foot down in frustration, of course right on top of you, splattering you under her sole with a deafening quake. "Whatever I'll do laundry tonight, besides nothing I haven't dealt with before" she sighs as she picks up her old worn out shoes. First she puts on the left one balancing her full weight on your body, even hopping up and down on you, her sole mashing you like gargantuan hammer as she tries to keep balance. Then she lifts up her right foot and you are painfully smashed to her sole like a tattoo as she slides her bare foot into the musky old shoe. You mentally scream as your back is slammed into the smelly worn out floor of the shoe, which is caved in with the shape of her foot and dirty from lots and lots of use, the familiar stench somehow reaching your crushed nostrils that were practically fused to the bottom of her sole. You now her the worst of both worlds, crushed under her massive weight and trapped with the stench of her shoe!
As she took her first step her foot separated just a milimeter from the floor of the shoe with you looking like a wad of gum stick to both of them. Then a tiny squish was all your body produced under the deafening thud of her stepping down on you pressing you painfully into the long gone 'cushioning' of her shoe with a tiny burst of pixie dust proofing from your tiny body. Her shoe felt absolutely gross to put her bare feet in but somehow it felt a little different today. Somewhat better maybe? It was hard for her to tell but she quickly pushed the thoughts away and stomped downstairs in a hurry. Her sole dropped down hard and fast with alarming speed as she reduced you to flattened paste like a jackhammer as she expertly trampled the stairs like a pro, grabbed a piece of bread with jam and walked out the door with the sad breakfast already stuffed in her mouth as she walked to work.
You could do nothing but accept your fate as you were countlessly trampled to mush, hopeless to escape the tight shoe and gigantic foot that squashed you over and over and over again. It didn't take even ten minutes for the affects of the Hawaiian summer sun to start working it's horrible magic. Nani quickly started to sweat as she broke into a jog to get to work. Her pounding foot quickly increased with speed and force on it's seemingly endless mission to keep you two dimensional. Your hellish prison pounding you harder and faster, and getting hotter with every step. Her sole quickly became slick with sweat which immediately was pounded into your already tortured form drenching you with the hot salty perspiration making your prison stickier and smellier.
Nani makes it to work whiping sweat from her brow and panting slightly but she made it on time and is actually not as tired as usual! She smiles at the extra spring in her step then checks into work. She is a waitress at a beach side restaurant, mostly with outdoor seating and it is generally busy all day long. She is on her feet most of the day going back and forth between guests and the kitchen pick up their orders.
You are trampled nonstop for hours on end, getting further flattened and drenched under her sweaty foot, quickly reduced to a two dimensional sticky puddle before she's even halfway through her shift. Your body simply soaking in her nasty sweat and pounded to paste under her now smelly foot. You never lost consciousness and it never got any less painful, in fact it just got worse and worse as the day went on. You were sometimes stuck to her sole, sometimes the floor of the shoe, sometimes your liquidy body would get slid back and hammered beneath her heel for a while and sometimes back towards the front and smashed by her toes. There was no mercy for you... Even when she took her break she happily ate her lunch while listening to music, and even though she was sitting down she would rythmically stop her feet to the beat. Had you been familiar with the music you would be able to recognize the song with how expertly she STOMPED you to it's beat. But then it was back to work for the second half of her shift....
By the end of the hard day of work Nani finished clearing the last table and sighed contently. She was actually in a great mood despite the abnormally busy day. Normally she would feel quite cranky and way more tired by now. She even noticed her elevated mood all day brought her bigger tips! She worked way more tables than she normally would have been able to and had happier more generous customers because of it. She smiled in the back room counting her fat wad of cash tapping her right foot with every dollar bill she counted, hammering you again and again. "Woooow I can't believe it! It's been a while since I've made this much. I keep getting days like this and I'll be able to get a new pair of shoes in no time. She looked down at her dirty beat up shoes. "Heh... You've done me good but I know you're due to retire" she laughs... Though at least the right one was more comfortable than usual today. She also grimaces as she finally noticed the steaming swamp inside as she wriggles her toes and feels the wet squelch with every step. She nearly gags just thinking about how nasty it must be in there. Her nose even catching a slight whiff of the horrors that await inside. She blushed with embarrassment and hopes nobody else noticed that today!
She finishes up and walks back home, this time taking it slow and enjoying the afternoon stroll. Despite the blazing heat there was a strong salty ocean breeze that felt nice on her sweaty skin. She finally made it home and ran straight upstairs, adding yet more torture to you, before making it to her room. She plopped her thick booty onto the floor as she carlessly sat down and kicked her nasty shoes off as they fell to the wooden floor with a heavy thud. Your poor body was plastered to her sole absolutely demolished and slathered with sticky sweat and stank to the core like for foot.
"Aaaah that feels so good" she says as she wiggles her toes in the fresh cool air. Your body slowly oozing down her sole like a drop of sweat. "Ewww gross" she says as the horrible smell hits her nose with it's full power. "Alright...definitely need socks for tomorrow... I'll do some laundry right n-" she gets cut off as she hears Lilo call her name needing help with something. "Be right there Lilo!" She says before using her left big toe to scratch the bottom of her foot. Your poor body sliding down her sole gave her an itch and her toe violently scraped you off her foot and launched you right back into her damp humid swampy shoe. Thankfully she didn't put them back on before heading back downstairs to help her sister.
You gagged and sputtered out her nasty sweat and chocked on the thick swampy air. You needed to get out of there but we're far to broken down and smashed to even think about moving. Then suddenly maleficent's voice boomed in your head "Oh my rough first day huh? Still somehow you made an actual difference! The young lady is absolutely better off with her little helper! A small difference though and you were how should I say.... quite passive about your help. It'll be many MANY days of helping her if that is your strategy" she scoffs. "Still very entertaining to tune in now and then but try to be more active tomorrow huh little thief?"
You would cry if you could...... Many days of this!? What the hell what you supposed to do?
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