Diploma (Facebook)

You were classmates in high school, you caught the shrinking virus near the lockers and Lily, the dumb popular girl, picked you up from the floor.

She had no intentions to help you, she just took you home and used you as her foot slave.

“That’s your new life now cutie, I want smooth soft soles like a top model, work hard and I’ll give you some crumbs”.

You cooperated since the beginning, knowing that if she gets mad your life could end in an instant, or even worse - she could easily starve you to death.

So you’ve been a good pet and foot slave, never raised your voice, always obedient.

One day as Lily worked on a math assignment and used you as a stress toy between her toes, you noticed she sighs in frustration, mumbling complaints, holding her head and shaking it.

You tapped her big toe a few times while being squeezed, “Lily”, you called with a weak voice, she pressed harder.

“Not now, bug, I’m trying to think”, she said impatiently.

“I can help, let me help!” You called out in pain, she looked at you with a confused face.

“Huh?” She released her grip and you fell on the table, caressing your head.

“It’s math, right? I’m good at it, please, allow me to help”, you pleaded, begging on your knees.

“Hmm…” she played with her pen, “yeah, you had good grades back in class, when you weren’t a bug, but now your brain is the size of a crumb, what’s the best you can do?”, she turned the page to you and showed you the problem.

You quickly started reading it, the solution was easy, you didn’t even have to write it down, “Lily, X is 7, Y is 3”, you suggested.

She smirked, clearly not believing you.

“Really, check the answers, I swear”

She sighed and turned a page to check the answer, then blushed, “what the fuck”.

“I-I can show you how I solved it”, you stuttered nervously.

“Ok, show me”, she said in frustration.

You explained the whole theory and methods, she wrote it down and seemed satisfied, then looked at the page with a smile, overviewing the elaborated answer she wrote.

“Ok, good job bug, you can get back to lick my feet”, she pointed at her sole with her pen, you nodded and went back on your knees, licking beneath her toes.

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Since that day, she used you for every assignment, her grades jumped significantly, she was proud of herself, got accepted to a very luxurious college, all while using you as some smart calculator and a miserable foot slave.

Her sweat, grime and dead skin were your sole nutrition, she always took you for granted.

You saw her living the amazing life you could have from beneath her, while she’s using your brain, tongue and teeth as she sees fit.