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With her parents out of the house for the day, Claire found that she could do what she pleased. I mean she already could, she was 18 after all, but not having her mother chide her for just lazing about on her phone was quite sweet.

Laying on the floor she relaxed without a care in the world, finding herself absentmindedly lifting her feet upon behind her head. If she were to look back at her soles at that moment she would find that she wasn’t actually by herself that day.

Flattened and stuck to one of her soles was her mother, Elizabeth. She had been there for a couple of hours now while her daughter was blissfully unaware of her. With how fast the shrinking virus worked, it only took a matter of seconds to ravage a person.

As such, when Elizabeth caught it it took no time before she found herself diminished in height. Now a tiny she had to be as careful as possible. With the reduction in height came an increased durability, you could be squished as a tiny and survive it.

However, once you were squished you pretty much lost all mobility, with you being practically a piece of paper by then. So, given all that, she took her time navigating her now ginormous house. Knowing that her daughter was at home for the day she was desperate to get her attention.

That moment came when while traversing she came upon the now giantess. Her daughter, now the size of a skyscraper, was walking right towards her. As loud as she could, Elizabeth began screaming to her, trying to gain her focus.

It was all for not though, the young giantess was engrossed in her phone. In one fell swoop, Claire lifted her foot up and stomped her mother, with her now flattened self tagging along for the ride. Squished face first, she thought she died for a second.

Seeing all black, thanks to her entire body being pushed up against her daughter's sole, it took her a moment to recognize her other senses were still functioning. As she had been squished she was still yelling at her daughter, so her mouth was now forced open.

Given that she was forced to taste the teen’s sole, her sweat, her foot funk, and all the specks of dirt and debris which covered her bare sole. Alongside the taste of her foot came the smell, a thus far bearable musk of foot and sweat, mixed with a hint of grapefruit thanks to her body wash.

Completely unaware of her flattened mother, Claire wasn’t at all careful with her feet, walking and stomping as hard as she pleased. To a point that by the time Claire decided to relax with her feet up, Elizabeth had been squished to beyond a sheet of paper.

By now she was practically the thickness of her daughter's skin. If she kept stepping on her like this then in no time she’d practically become one with her daughter. Her flattened body becoming one with her mammoth sole. She desperately wished that would not happen.

Though, there was nothing she could do about it. After all, she was now just her adult daughter’s little foot sticker. Something that she would pay no mind. 

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