[Shifted] A Mile in Quinn’s Shoes

Commission for Sheograth

 

Today might be the hottest and most humid day on record for this year, and Quinn spent almost the entirety of it outside. He’s been sweating bullets, and it’ll still be a few hours before he can go home. Unbeknownst to him, he’s not the only one suffering today. For some reason, Reese ended up trapped within his sock and sneaker, stuck at a tiny size.

As bad as Quinn was under the extreme temperature, Reese felt it a thousand times worse. The shrunken gal was drowning in his sweat, relentlessly pounded by the pressure his full height and weight offered, and her mind was practically fried by the intense scent that filled the stale air within that cotton prison. It was a literal hell, and the normal sized man was completely oblivious to the plight of his good friend.

But why was Reese in this situation in the first place? For that, we need to go back to this morning…

 

Allie had recently been coaching Reese on ways that she could better understand what tiny people experience, and today, she was tasked with spending a day in Quinn’s apartment. Things had been going okay so far, at least until she saw him sleepily walk from out of his bedroom, wearing his pajamas and fluffy slippers. He walked toward the shrunken woman, stopping right in front of her. At this spot, his full height really sunk in for Reese, and for a moment, she thought he had already seen her.

Instead, he had simply stopped because he felt a sudden itch, leading him to shake his left foot out of the slipper, and hover it right above Reese. She barely had time to let out a scream before the ball of his foot slammed down onto her, smothering her under an already warm wall of flesh. And at her half an inch size, she couldn’t offer up even the faintest resistance. The low and booming sighs of satisfaction battered her eardrums, while he forcefully twisted his foot from side to side.

When he felt satisfied and began to slide his bare foot back into his slipper, Reese remained plastered to his skin, only twitching weakly. While putting it back on, he gave the slipper a few good shakes, launching his shrunken friend right into the toe end of the shoe. And after that, he stomped his foot, burying Reese under his toe flesh. Once he felt like it was back on properly, he smiled and walked to the kitchen to make breakfast.

During the entire process of cooking and eating his breakfast, he idly toyed with his shrunken friend, merely assuming that she was just a loose frayed bit of the slipper’s insole. His toes would ruthlessly grasp at her, forcing whatever scraps of stimulation that could get out of her. Those mighty digits would often alternate between rubbing her poor body raw and squeezing her until she thought she’d pass out. And the whole time, she was being coated in his sweat, where even the very air was laced with the stuff.

The worst was whenever Quinn would shake the slippers off and begin to maul his shrunken pal with both feet, giving her absolutely no time to rest. He’d firmly grab her body with the toes of one foot in order to rub her across the sole of the other foot, covering her with sweat and debris from his well worn slippers. Other times he would simply rub and roll her tiny body between his soles, leaving her constantly disoriented.

And when he finally finished breakfast, he went to get dressed, where Reese had unluckily remained stuck under his sole. That was where she remained when he put on his sock and sneaker, before heading out to begin his day. He knew it would be the hottest day so far this Summer, but there was a massive historical festival going on. There would be tons of interesting outside exhibits. Quinn planned to see them all, even if he would have to endure the heat.

Little did he know that Reese was going to experience the hottest day alongside him, only at an exponentially more intense level. Which leads us back to today, where she spent every moment suffering within Quinn’s sweltering sock.

And after he got home, Reese’s bad luck continued, as his long and slender disgust moved to reclaim him, using her for the next few hours as his unnoticed toe toy within his stuffy and fluffy slipper. By the time he went to bed, Reese was lying in a toe gap.

It was warm enough in his room that he could be comfortable in his pajamas without sheets or covers. It was a blessing actually, since the still shrunken gal had an opportunity to escape. Of course, Allie was waiting for her at the base of his foot, wanting to hear all the details, feeling smug that she got her friend to spend the entire day as Quinn’s foot and toe toy.

A part of her wondered if it would be fun to make her way to Quinn’s ear, and whisper in it to give him a little nightmare or perhaps even put some more lewd thoughts into his head. And if she did that, it might just influence the slumbering titan enough to give their mutual shrunken friend even more of a rough time.

It’s not like she wouldn’t have time. Reese would surely stay in her spot in the toe space before getting enough strength to make an escape. If Allie played her cards right, she could get Quinn to unawarely keep Reese as his toe pet for quite a bit longer.

But for now, Quinn soundly and happily slept, not quite having understood why he was in a much better mood today. Reese recharged in that toe gap, and Allie made her way to the slumbering titan’s ear, planning to make things even more difficult for Reese.

All to give her a thoroughly authentic experience as a shrunken person, where Quinn was the perfect guy to unknowingly go along with her schemes…