Made for <a target="_self" href="https://www.deviantart.com/camron758950" ><img class="avatar" width="50" height="50" src="https://a.deviantart.net/avatars/c/a/camron758950.jpg?12" alt=":iconcamron758950:" title="Camron758950" /></a> as a part of a trade. Go check out their captions, they are great!<br /><br />Text:<br /><br />It had been a long day for Alina, she was constantly on her feet, running to some place or another. But it was finally over. Laying down on her hardwood floor she felt like she could just fall asleep there. Although, she did have to check on someone. Pulling off her shoes she set them aside and looked down at their insoles. On one of them was the exhausted, shrunk form of her friend Vanessa. She was a sweaty, wet mess but not because of her own fault. The more she was on her feet the more her feet sweated and the more of it Vanessa got covered in, and the more of it was absorbed by her clothes. <br /><br />The day under her foot had really done a number on her, Alina was kind of sorry about doing this to her but Vanessa was the one who suggested it. The two women had been friends for years now, long enough for Vanessa to feel comfortable telling her about her long-held crush and foot fetish. She also told her about how she had contracted a soon-to-be effective case of the shrinking virus. The women discussed what to do with her and ultimately came up with the plan to have Vanessa become her permanent insole/foot toy.<br /><br />Looking down at her Alina waited for her shrunken friend to start moving again before asking more of her. Vanessa got up weakly, obviously tired but with a grin on her face. &#8220;So, are you ready for your next assignment, toy?&#8221; she asked her. &#8220;Yes, goddess,&#8221; she replied enthusiastically. Alina proceeded to grab the tiny lightly before bringing her in front of her giant feet. &#8220;All right, get lickin&#8217;.&#8221; Which Vanessa did happily. It felt weird feeling her friend's tiny tongue on her sole as it slurped up all her foot sweat, it also kinda tickled. <br /><br />After a few minutes of her toy cleaning her feet, she had decided what she was going to do next. &#8220;Now for your next job, massage my feet.&#8221; Despite her small size Vannessa managed to massage them, although it took her quite a while before Alina was satisfied. &#8220;That&#8217;s enough for today, thank you toy. Now, do you want to spend the rest of the night alone or under me?&#8221; Alina asked her as she slipped on a pair of slippers. Without saying a word she crawled over to her feet. She lifted up one of her soles, and she got underneath it. Bringing her foot back down, Alina was happy that she now had her own personal tiny. <br /><br /><br />The image used doesn't belong to me and I will remove it at the behest of the copyright owner. I claim no ownership of the image.