the bride, part 2

Second part to this commissioned story

part 1 - https://www.patreon.com/posts/bride-remake-70137930

[part 2]

Samantha could not believe what had happened. She stood there, frozen in place for at least an hour, waiting for the door to open and see her former friend come back inside and tell her that it was all a joke. Every time she heard footsteps from outside the front door, she prepared herself mentally on how to react. She was angry; Amy had definitely stepped way over the line, but she would be ready to forgive her. At least that was what she would say. Once she'd be back from her honeymoon she would sue her ass for shrinking her illegally. But first she needed to sort everything down. She had prepared everything to be perfect for almost a year, and she would enjoy this day no matter what. After all, the guests were expecting her to be late. The only problem was that she was currently stuck in a metal cage with no sign of the bitch coming back home. She had already tried to move the cage around, but it wouldn't budge a millimiter. 

Then the calls started. Amy had left her phone in the room on the TV stand, and it was well out of her reach. She could only hear her ringtone go off endlessly without having the chance of even knowing who was calling her. They were probably waiting for her by now, and she was stuck in that stupid cage! As soon as the phone stopped ringing, it would ring again, in an endless torturing hell of polyphonic simphonies. Samantha was starting to get worried seriously. If the fact that Amy had made her a fraction of her size on such an important day already didn't look good, the fact that she was taking so long to come back and end this distasteful joke was putting some serious anguish on her. And her own phone's endless ringing was only making everything worse

 After yet another person passed by the front door, she decided to scream for help. She couldn't just keep waiting anymore. But nothing happened. Whoever was walking outside just kept going for their day as they hadn't heard a thing. At this moment, Samantha collapsed on her knees, and started crying. She had no idea of what was going to happen, and she now started to believe that Amy was playing something more than a practical joke on her.

Hours passed, while Samantha gradually changed what she was planning to say to Amy at least 30 times. She went from stern but understanding, to purelly enraged, to pleading pathetically. She wasn't fully aware of the transformation, but she kept rehearsing the monologue in her head over and over again just to pass the time. At some point, her phone had vibrated so much that it fell from the counter. At first she worried that it could break. It was a brand new model after all, but then she realized she had much bigger problems to deal with. Then it hit her: how could not she think about it earlier! "Hey Siri!" she called, desperately trying to catch her automated assistant's attention, but her voice was to low even for that. "Hey Siri!" she shouted with all the voice she had in her body, but her phone went back to ringing like nothing had happened. She was not going to give up. She shouted, and shouted so many times that her voice went rough, but the phone just wouldn't hear her. Then she heard something different. The footsteps from outside the door sounded different than the others. 

The person stopped outside and after a few endless seconds she heard the keys jingle at the lock. Her heart pounding in her chest, she hoped it would be somebody else for a second, somebody who would help her get free from that nightmare. But it was Amy. She walked triumphantly in the room, her eyes fixed on the caged woman with a wedding dress. She was smiling from ear to ear.

All the hours that Samantha had spent rehearsing her speech were lost in an instant. She went full emotional on the bigger woman, ranging from pure rage to pity, and she just stood there, looking at her triumphantly. Then went to pick up her phone, and said "Whoa! 168 missed calls! Must have been one hell of an afternoon!". She then proceeded to text "I'm fine" to Samantha's fiance, before shutting it off to the utter horror of her victim.

"Please Amy! I'm so sorry!" Samantha had not realized she was crying. She looked pathetic. Amy actually walked towards her cage, and easily lifted the lid that had proven impossible for Samantha to move at all. The tiny woman was glad that she was finally getting her to go out her prison, but when Amy squeezed her body in her hand she found it so painful that she wheezed out all the air she had in her body. "How thoughtful of you to keep your dress on!" Amy said while holding her in the palm of her hand with ease. "I mean, even though you're not going to use it". Before she could say anything, Samantha felt her body fall through the air. She screamed in pure unexpected fear until she hit the ground below her. Nothing seemed to be broken besides her spirit, and when she was lucid enough to look at her surroundings, she found herself face to face with Amy's polished pumps. 

She quickly rose to her feet, but even at her full height, she wouldn't reach past Amy's knee. It was terrifying. "Listen Amy" she uttered pathetically. "You have to let me go". The pain she felt in her face was unbelievable. It was like a pro boxer with his hand stuck out of a moving train had hit her, and she fell on her back with her hands on her face, weeping. "Never, ever tell me what i have to do" Amy said, looking at her former friend laying in pain on the ground at her feet. She had kicked her right on the nose, but apparently she had caused no bleeding. Increased resistance was a common shrinking side effect, but it didn't help at all with the pain. Still shocked by the sudden hit, Samantha could only watch as Amy took off her shoes and delicately put them aside, before stepping directly on top of her so she was right in the middle of her bare feet. 

"Remember what i said before leaving?". Amy said as she lifted her leg. Samantha only realized what she was talking about the second before the huge appendage hit her full force in the chest, pushing all the air out of her body. "This is going to be what you're good for from now on" Amy added, just as she started wiping the sole of her foot up and down the poor woman on the ground. Her screams of pain did nothing to stop her cruel friend. If anything, they made it all worse. Amy kept grinding her foot on top of the tiny body, and when Samantha managed to breathe in some air, it was only because the giantess had decided to shift her weight over the other side, so she could crush her with the other foot.

She used her as a literal doormat, and when she finally walked away from her writhing body, it was only to get her own phone in order to snap a few pictures. Samantha was a literal mess. She laid on the ground, drowning in her uncontrollable tears, while Amy was having the time of her life. After snapping a few photos from different perspectives, the giantess seemed satisfied. She pointed the screen at Samantha, who definitely wasn't ready to see herself like that. She looked like the parody of a bride. her dress was filthy and mostly ripped apart, and her exposed body parts were bruised all over and almost as dirty as her dress.

"WHY!" She found the strength to scream "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS!" 

"Because" the giantess answered calmly, while she pressed down the entirety of her victim's body using only her big toe "It wasn't enough to steal my boyfriend" she increased the pressure on Sam's chest. "You had to rub it in by inviting me at your stupid wedding" she added the weight of her forefoot on the already battered body, and gave a well placed grind. Samantha could only huff in agony. The worst part was that Amy was 100% right. She had invited her to her wedding just to rub some salt on her wound, but it had costed her dearly. She was now in the worst place she'd ever found herself in, and it had been almost entirely her fault. She felt like crying again, but it almost seemed like she had ran out of tears.

"Anyway i know it's too soon" Amy said as she picked her up from the ground like a baby "but i'm planning to fuck him again". Samantha's eyes widened in horror. "I mean he did give me a pretty strong hug today." She paused "You should have seen his face. But hey, time heals all wounds, right?" She placed a desperate Samantha on the edge of her ottoman, and left to retrieve something. "Look, i can't have you waste a day like this, can i?" Despite her cheerful tone, Samantha knew something bad was about to happen. "So, since you're already dressed for the occasion" she sat on the sofa, inches away from the weeping girl, and pressed a few buttons on the device she was holding. "Right, this should be perfect." she pointed the device at Samantha, and pressed yet another button. To her dismay, Sam found herself dwindle even more, while her unbelievably cruel rival in love looked at her, grinning from ear to ear. 

"Perfect!" the girl chirped, before slamming her bare feet uncomfortably close to Samantha. "Now, i think you guys have already met" she said, wiggling her toes just next to the woman who was still trying to adjust to her new size for the second time in a day. "But i think we can make it official". 

"Duh, duh duh-duh" she sang, mocking a wedding march while poking Samantha with the tip of her toes. "I now pronounce you... What is it? Feet and wife?" She said, while the tiny girl stood disoriented on the ottoman. "Well anyway" Amy put her feet together in front of the confused girl "You may now kiss the bride". She playfully swang her feet back and forth, waiting for Samantha to comply. "Come on, Sam. Kissy kissy" she added, puckering her lip and making kissing noises. Samantha could only look at her in disbelief. She was just coming to terms with the fact that she'd made her even smaller, and now she wanted to humiliate herself even more? 

She didn't have time to protest. Amy grabbed her in her hand, and slammed her on the sole of her foot so her face was directly in contact with the underside of her toes. "I said kiss my feet! Do it or i'll make you even smaller!". After hearing the threat, Samantha couldn' resist anymore. She now knew that Amy was both willing and able to shrink her further, and it was a risk that she didn't want to take. She bent her head forward, and placed a kiss on the dirty skin. "Yaaaay!" Amy sounded happy with the results. "Now the other one!" She placed her in front of her other foot. Samantha didn't need to be told. She placed a kiss on the foot that was slightly taller than herself, and fell on her knees. "Congratulations!" Amy chirped. "You see? You did get married after all. And i'm sure you guys will have a very good life togeteher! Now wait here, i'll go grab drinks! We have to celebrate!"