Breaking Up the Hard Way (Chapter 1)

The whole ride home from work, Brandon’s pulse raced a hundred miles an hour, and he couldn’t keep the grin off his face or the tent out of his pants. He didn’t think he’d ever manage to convince Esther, after so many long pleading conversations about safety and his desires, especially because his girlfriend was such a shy wallflower by nature, but today was finally the day. At last, she was going to indulge his deepest, most dire fantasies and let him spend an evening shrunken inside her shoe. Under her giant foot. Only after repeated explanations about the increased physical durability provided by the size-reduction dosage, and his love for her beautiful peds no matter how filthy and sweat-encrusted they became, had she given in, and Brandon had never been more excited for anything in his life.

The man could already picture her, ascending from her modest five-foot-one height into a veritable skyscraping amazon. Esther’s feet had always been big already, especially for a shorter girl, and it was mouth-watering to think of them swelling yet larger. With her luminous tan complexion, long black tresses, svelte figure, and freshly sweaty soles, she was going to be the perfect giantess. The moment Brandon arrived home, just a few minutes before Esther could escape her double-shift waiting tables at the restaurant, he raced to the medicine cabinet, grabbed the expensive bottle, and popped a pill down without delay. Though there were other options to shrink, he’d cheekily chosen the one which would allow him to lose his clothes, so as to take better advantage of the arousing circumstances. Then, after staring into the pile of capsules for a moment, he shrugged, and decided ironically on a go-big-or-go-home attitude by gulping a second dose.

Though, in truth, there were still inherent risks involved here, and there would even likely be some bruising. Brandon had discovered this online in his extensive research on size-changing, which included real-life horror stories about miniaturized kinksters being enslaved or even crushed to bloody clumps, these concerns couldn’t have been farther from his attention. He’d been waiting years for the opportunity to regularly shrink and live out his perversions by being lovingly smothered under Esther’s gargantuan, oily, golden-tanned soles, and there was no way he was going to let a few cautionary tales, or fear of a harmless white lie to his worry-wart girlfriend, talk him out of what would no-doubt be the erotic pinnacle of his relationship with his petite Latina goddess.

“Welcome home,” Brandon said, wrapping his much-shorter girlfriend in a hug the moment she stepped through the door.

“Well, hello there… little guy,” Esther said with a smile, obviously not quite yet comfortable with the vocabulary of her boyfriend’s fetish, but Brandon appreciated her effort. Her voice was even softer than usual, her nerves a bit on edge. “Did you… take it already?”

“Yes, I did. It should start to work any minute,” he said, pulling her in for a kiss. “Long day?”

“Oh, God. You have no idea. I swear I didn’t get to sit down once. Two shifts in a row, too!” Esther groaned, taking Brandon’s hand as they ambled into the living room. She dragged her tired sneakered heels along the floor, until the couple slumped onto the couch. “By noon, I was already so… sweaty down there. Ugh. And to tell you the truth, babe, when I stepped out back for some air just before the dinner rush, I think I stepped in some mud, and a little got into my shoes. Are… are you sure you still want to do this today? I could at least shower first.”

“I’m positive. I want you exactly like this,” Brandon said, greedily unlacing his girlfriend’s sneakers. As they’d agreed, with this intimate event in mind, she’d indeed gone sockless today, and the moment her first foot emerged from the foamy interior, he could see, and smell, what she was talking about. Esther’s foot flesh, sun-kissed and flushed ruddy-red after such a hard day, was practically glistening with sweat and dotted with flecks of stray dirt, especially between her long dexterous toes and along her smooth wrinkled arches, where the skin was silky as cream and slightly paler than the rest of her; of course, the state of her peds was accompanied by an instantly muggy atmosphere that practically steamed out of her shoes, scented of grunge and saltwater. It was a bit sharp, but overall bittersweet, and that was just how Brandon liked it. The anticipation in his face seemed to help convince Esther despite her brow-furrowing, and she relaxed against the pillows, now with the chosen sneaker vacated for the time being.

“I guess I can trust that,” Esther said, then coyly added: “And this.”

She pointed her bare foot, nudging the obvious full-mast in her boyfriend’s pants with her big toe. Though blushing with embarrassment still at the filthiness of the foot she was about to use to compress Brandon into her gnarly insole, the girl was warming up to the activity.

“You’ll probably feel it even more once I shrink out of these clothes,” he laughed.

“I bet I will. By the way, um… you know… go ahead and have all the fun you want while you’re in there, babe.”

“R-Really?” Brandon’s libido jumped by another tenfold.

“Yes,” she said. “I know we didn’t exactly talk about that part, but I know it’s what you want. And I want you to have fun, since this is so special to you, even if I don’t… understand it all the way yet. But I think I will soon, especially since I know you want it so bad.”

“I do. You have no idea,” Brandon assured. “You’re just taking a walk down the trail and up the hill to watch the sunset, and I’ll be along for the ride. Then you’ll let me out, and I’ll grow back. What could go wrong with that? It’ll be just fine, I promise.”

“I know. So… will it happen soon?”

“It should be any s-”

Brandon was interrupted by the jolt of the medication kicking in like a grenade. He vanished into the folds of his shirt and pants, too small and weak to even lift the layers of cloth pinning him down, but Esther delicately helped peel him out. Upon seeing one another, Brandon as an ant-sized nudist and his once-pint-sized girlfriend now as a voluptuous colossus, both parties smiled lovingly and with some degree of nervousness, Esther even more than Brandon.