Mathew whimpered, laying face-down on the insole of a shoe.
It was somewhat cool, though the smell of dried sweat was still incredibly potent. It was enough to keep him in a constant state [REDACTED]... He could see a little bit around where he was from the light entering the mouth of the shoe, but it wasn't enough for him to figure out who owned it. The smell wasn't familiar - Strangely enough, some of his torturers were so frequent that he actually could tell the difference between their foot's scent. After a few minutes of waiting though, he was finally strong enough to roll himself over onto his back... He moaned. Clearing his throat, he waited. If he was going to explore, he would need more of his strength. He could already tell from his position though, that he was incredibly small. An insignificant little speck of a person laying in the crater that had been pounded into place by the shoe owner's great toe.
"Don't worry, I'll walk." Mat heard as footsteps approached...
Time was running short. By the time he forced himself to a seated position, the shoe jerked to the side. He didn't fall over with the motion, but she was quick to don her footwear. The sock was white, with black toes and black stripes running up to the heel. He couldn't see the heel, but he assumed it too was black to match her toes. They slid toward him quickly as his world shook in random directions...
He began to breathe faster as they approached him, sliding across the insole... Her toes lifted and gripped as though they were pulling themselves forward along the narrow passageway. He watched as the tip of her toe covered his own feet, gently pressing them down to the ground before her heel plopped into place. Her great toe covered him completely then, jetting up over his body only to press him into the worn space beneath it. He yelped in pleasure as the soft, thin fabric slid across [REDACTED] and pinned him down, only to lift up and tap on his little body.
"Ugh..." Anon groaned as she felt something beneath her big toe.
She gently pressed down on Mathew, shaking her foot until the object rolled into the space between her toes. At least there it wasn't going to jab at her so much. It was too small to worry about, but big enough to feel... She quickly put her other shoe on, and made her way to the door.
"Take your jacket! It might get cool out tonight." Monder said from his lab as she walked by the door.
"Already on it!" Anon said as she passed the coat closet, ignoring it to make her way out the front door.
She could feel the tiny thing under her toe rattling around a bit, but she ignored it. The walk was violent for the little one though! Mathew felt his body fly around the space it was given, rolling helplessly into the fabric before winding up underneath one of her toes. He was lucky enough not to slip under the ball of her foot before finally getting a grip on the black fabric of her sock-clad sole. He was panting, sweating, and trying his best to survive the roller-coaster ride from hell. The temperature was rising as well, which was working to reactivate the sweat that already was lingering in her shoe. Anon didn't bother with showers at the gym, instead she preferred to get home before getting clean.
After a few minutes of walking, she began to jog...
"Aghn!" Mat squeaked as the pace quickened...
He whimpered as each stomp rubbed her warming sock into his little body, sending pulses of pleasure as her jogging made her feet begin to sweat at a quicker rate. It didn't take long before the chamber he was in turned into a sauna, weakening his grip...
Whump...
Whump...
Whump...
The rhythmic stomping of her feet on the sidewalk was absolute torture for the little one. At his size, he wasn't just laying against the insole like usual. He lifted with her foot, and was slammed back down into the musky footwear with each step she took. This was just the beginning of his trip though...
Anon happily jogged her way into the front door of the Gym, slowing to a walk as she entered the front door. She had her gym ID on a small string attached to her right hip, so she was allowed to walk through without anyone saying a word. Her membership was fairly new though - She was pretty good when it came to running, but she wanted to keep in shape and tone herself a bit for a while. She had already worked up a bit of a sweat before she even got to the gym... By the end of this, the little guy was likely going to be drenched...
Luckily for him, the first step was the "Stair Stepper" machine. Anon stepped onto the foot-pads and gripped the two arms of the workout device... Setting her bottle of water in the cup holder, she began to work. Mathew whimpered as her foot lifted and fell. It was like walking almost, though her sock-clad toes never left the insole like in a regular step. Her toes just casually pressed down on his little body... Again and again, covering him in sweat. The little one could hardly breathe as she worked... After getting in rhythm with the machine, Anon was able to let go of the bars and walk on the stair stepper as though she were climbing the stairs. She lifted her heel, using the ball of her foot to manipulate the machine. This pressed her toes down onto the little one even more.
He had no idea what was going on around him, all he knew was that his strength was fading. Pleasure was washing over him, taking over his mind and body as his weakened hands were beginning to slip. Anon hopped off that machine, and moved to another... She made her way around the gym doing all sorts of things with her little passenger along for the ride, and after all that - she still had the energy to run. There was an indoor track that she was planning on using...
Whump...
Whump...
Whump...
Mathew began to scream in both pleasure and pain as he lost his grip and was tossed around inside of her shoe again. Anon felt his little body sliding around in there as she ran, holding her water bottle in hand. It hadn't bothered her much up until this point - probably because whatever it was got stuck in the sock and was now loose again. It was about time to take care of the menace - So she made a quick detour off the track...
Just as she did, Mat felt his body slide down her foot during one of her steps. He was in for a torturous ride as Anon felt his body roll under her arch. The pressure was horrible as her weight rolled onto him, squishing the sweat-soaked fabric over his body. The first step didn't kill him though! He felt his body resist her quite well, it was the second step that started to break him. He slid further into her shoe, getting close enough to her heel that his body began to collapse under her weight. He screamed as his chest collapsed in a series of pops and snaps... Then, right before she got to the bench, he slid under her heel...
It came down, smashing him instantly against the insole of her shoe. She felt the little thing pop in there, smashing down under her weight like a tiny berry of some sort. It sent a chill up her spine... Anon sat down, quickly crossing her leg to remove her shoe. Mat watched as her heel lifted, his body barely even able to sustain him as he lay there mostly crushed. His skull was broken, his eyes were mushed out of their sockets... The only thing that showed any form of life in him now was a twitch here and there.
"Ugh! Not these stupid toys again!" Anon groaned as she looked around for some tissues.
Luckily, there were some near... Quickly she grabbed one, reached into her shoe, and wiped up the tiny mess. She put it back onto her foot and made her way to the nearest bathroom to dispose of the little 'Toy'. This time, he was mostly alive for his watery burial... Anon dropped the tissue into the toilet, and instantly the little one was covered in water. It hurt so much more than he was expecting! The sound of her flushing rang through his ears as he began to spin... And spin... And spin, until he disappeared down the drain. He didn't survive long enough to make it to the sewer system though... He simply was too damaged to go on.
Anon continued with her day, without another thought regarding the strange little toy she had to take care of..