total humiliation, part 6

[part 6]

"Great" Hillary chirped. The fact that her slave didn't sound sincere in the last bit didn't seem to worry her at all. After all, why would she care? "Now get to work, my parents are finally out of town for two days and Anna is coming over. She's kind of obsessed with my feet. I want you to make them look all smooth and gorgeous." Seeing the surprise in Gloria's face, Hillary realized that the two had never met. Gloria had actually overheard a few phone conversations over the past few days but she had never been sure to whom Hillary had been talking. She would mostly text anyway. The giantess clarified any doubt when she said "she's kind of my girlfriend, i think?. I'm not sure how i'd define this relationship." She said as she was casually speaking to one of her friends, and not somebody who she had condemned to a life of slavery. "Anyway she has a soft spot for my feet, so i want them to be all nice and clean for when she gets here. Man, she 's going to love my new toering!" She said as she wiggled her toes in the face of her victim, rubbing the proverbial salt in her wounds.

Hillary didn't need to say how she wanted her feet to be cleaned. She had made it very clear over the past weeks, but Gloria knew that she would never used to doing that. Drying her tears, the tiny stepped forward and planted her hands where she could reach so she had somewhere to lean on. She knew it was going to take time. Reclutantly, she stuck her tongue out and gave a first lick to the ball of Hillary's foot. She could tell that the girl had started using sandals not just by the difference in taste, but also from the fact that the skin was slightly dirtier than usual. She grimaced when she realized she was becoming an expert on the subject. Nevertheless, she kept doing what she had been told. She didn't like Hillary, and she definitely didn't like her when she was angry. 

Minutes passed, and she saw that she'd only covered a relatively small part of the gigantic foot. Did the giantess expect her to actually clean her feet? Even if she did it without pauses, she would have taken days. But like she'd been reading her mind, Hillary retracted her foot for a brief instant, which allowed her to bend its tip towards the shrunken woman. She then spread her big and second toes, and encouraged her slave to walk towards the space inbetween. "Clean here" she commanded. Without further instruction, Gloria stepped forward, and used her tongue to remove the dirt from the smaller space. It was much worse than usual. That was the spot where most of the dirt would accumulate, and it tasted accordingly. She had to take a moment to avoid feeling sick, but she managed to resume her task soon enough not to be reprimanded by the giantess. 

When the girl was satisfied enough, she repeated the process she'd done before, and presented the next toe gap to the miniature girl. Since she had far less control over those other toes, she had to keep them separated using two fingers. A task so easy for her that she could do it while distractingly holding her smartphone in the other hand. Gloria once again stepped forward in order to clean this surface as well, and shivered at the thought that if the girl suddently released her grip on her toes while her head was there, she would have probably snapped her neck like a twig. She didn't hesitate. She stuck her tongue out again, and resumed cleaning, resisting the urge to gag. 

"Smile" she heard the giantess say. She didn't smile, but the command was enough to have her turn her head towards the bigger girl. She was pointing her phone at her, and when she raised her gaze, she heard the sound of the camera shutter. Had hillary actually taken a photo of her? Was she that crazy? "Nice" the girl said as she examined the picture, then turned the screen to the poor girl. "You came out great!" Gloria really didnt' want to look, but she didn't have much choice. The picture in front of her was pathetic: she was looking straight at the camera, with her tongue out in a cartoonish expression of dread and disgust, and her face was covered in dirt. She couldn't help but cry at the sight of such pitiful imagery. The beautiful, strong woman she was so used to impersonate was a quivering mess of dust and tears. She was quick to resume her task, but not without a looming sense of desperation in her heart.

Between tears, she heard Hillary giggle while fiddling with her phone. How could she be so uncaring of her suffering? Worse, how could she actually enjoy it? After yet another sound notification, she heard Hillary snicker, and say "She says she's jealous". She was of course referring to Anna, but somehow Gloria doubted that whoever she was, she would actually trade places with her. After all, she was the reason why she was cleaning those very feet, wasn't she?

Eventually, Gloria ran through every single gap between her owner's right toes, until the girl switched feet, and made her resume the same job on the other foot. The doorbell eventually rang, and Hillary simply pushed her away from her. She sat on the edge of her bed, and examined the places where she'd licked. She seemed quite satisfied, and ran to the door barefooted. Gloria hated her for rendering all she'd done up to that moment practically useless, but her attention was quickly drawn to the voices coming from the corridor. The girls seemed happy to see each other, and she heard their footsteps basically running towards the room that held her prisoner. She couldn't help but feel nervous at the thought of meeting another colossal human being that didn't seem to care about her condition, but at the same time she was looking forward to some time for herself while the girls were busy with each other. 

The giantesses finally broke the surprise when they entered the room. Gloria was taken aback by the difference in both style and size of the two girls. Anna was much taller than Hillary, and she seemed to enjoy a bit of an outdated look in terms of clothing. She seemed stuck in some sort of early 2000's punk rock vibe, and she had green frosted tips in her otherwise brown, long hair. The new girl was scanning the room, almost certaintly looking for her, and Gloria instictively ducked behind a book that was on the same table where she was. Ironically, that was exactly what caught the giantess' attention; the girl smiled in her direction and was quick to reach the naked woman and grab her in her hand. "Oh my god she's so cuuuute!" she said as she touched her body without caring of what she was touching. "She's gorgeous!" She heard her say to her owner. Somehow, the compliment wasn't well received.

The giantess broke her hope of being left alone when she put her back on the table and took off her jeans jacket, revealing a nicer body than what had looked like when she was fully clothed. "Can we play with her bae? Pleeease?". Both Anna and Gloria looked at Hillary, one in the hope that she'd grant what she asked, the other basically begging  for the exact opposite. "That's the first thing you think about when you see me after five days?" Hillary sounded offended, but she didn't seem too serious about it. "And what happened to Nina? Did you get tired of her?" Anna looked up, mocking a guilty expression. "Kinda" she admitted. "She's so booring! She's always complaining! Plus, this one seems small enough to fit!" She turned her head to a now horrified Gloria. What the hell did she mean? Before she could ask any questions, she pulled her skirt forward, and fished a distraught, slightly bigger, naked girl from the front of her panties. 

"You are terrible!" Hillary scolded her girlfriend. She then turned her attention to Gloria, in one of the rare instances when she would speak to her like a human being. "Can you believe this girl? I give her my ex. -how romantic is that by the way?- and she just takes her around like this?" Still holding the limp woman by her wrist, Anna deposited her on the table close to Gloria, who could now appreciate the details of the other unfortunate victim. She appeared to be almost double her size, and despite looking completely broken in spirit, her chest would rythmically inflate and deflate, signaling that she was at least alive. She was unsuprisingly completely wet, and looked tired to the point where she could barely move. "I asked little Nina here to join me on the fun" Hillary said as she poked her face with her index finger. "And  she wanted to go to the police!" she laughed. "Tell me honey, how did that work for you?" She said as she poked her a second time, once again undelicately pushing her head aside. "Fuck... You..." the tiny girl hissed, only managing to have the two cruel girls laughing their asses of in response.

"Well, what do you want to do with this one?" Hillary said as she plucked a terrified Gloria between her fingers. The new giantess looked at the tiny woman dead in the eyes, and with  grin on her face that turned Gloria's stomach, she told her girlfriend "I want to feel her inside me".