Downsizing

The bigger they are, the harder they fall. Or at least, that's the cliché. Sometimes the boss needs to literally be brought down to size. So three employees shrink, abuse, and ultimately leave their boss as an insignificant mite to suffer his inevitable death.
Ahastar has volunteered as a stand-in for an anonymous client. All other characters—Shira, Sovrim, and Kairi—are my own.
This is the longest single story I have posted. It's over 14,000 words. The table of contents below mentions the sizes and kinks, so if you just want to skip to the action most relevant to your interests, you're welcome to do so.
For added effect, listen to this office noise generator.
Table of Contents
•	The Angry Boss (introduction)
•	Demotion (shrinking)
•	Tramplejob (1 meter height, noncon footjob)
•	Diminishment (more shrinking)
•	Conga Line (50 cm height, group trampling)
•	Repaired & Replaced (healing, shrinking)
•	An Insect Among Gods (1½ cm height)
–	Doom With A View (POV descriptions)
–	Inside Shira's Heels (under toes, in high heels)
–	On The Ground Floor (verbal abuse, humiliation)
–	Sovrim's Sandals (between toes, in sandals)
–	Kairi's Boots (in front of toes, in boots)
–	Shira's Violence (violent trampling under high heels)
•	From Micro to Mite (shrinking)
•	Insignificance (½ mm height)
•	Aftermath (epilogue)
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The Angry Boss
"You three, in my office, now." Ahastar was fed up with his subordinates having too much fun in the office and he'd decided it was time to give them a dressing down. Kairi, Shira, and Sovrim were indeed having a good time, as they knew not to take this job too seriously. Dahlia Microsystems was just another bullshit technology company with presentations that could cover an entire buzzword bingo card without saying anything meaningful. Kairi, the newest employee in the group, wasn't even sure what the hell the company did, though the boss clearly seemed to think they were best in class at it.
Once those employees were in the office, Ahastar closed the door and snarled. "You've been slacking off again, haven't you?" The saurian pointedly stepped next to his employees so he could loom above them. Sovrim was the tallest of the three, but even the lizard barely came up to the bottom of Ahastar's chest; Kairi and Shira were a few inches smaller still. His black blazer stood in sharp contrast to his white scales, which augmented the threat his posture and tone conveyed. "Just because it's Friday doesn't mean you can waste company time."
Ahastar gestured to a burndown chart on the office wall, showing the team was only on track to complete 95% of their work by the end of the week. Never mind the fact that the workload had doubled from three months ago and they'd only added Kairi to the team since then; he expected 100% or better every time, without fail. "Care to explain yourselves?" Ahastar settled into his black, leather chair and glared across the desk, showing every bit of malice a deinonychus could muster. He pointed at the two far less comfortable chairs on the opposite side to instruct the others to sit down.
"You… you know there are only three of us here, right?" Shira was baffled that shi needed to state the obvious. "Who are we slacking off with?" The company was still offering remote work arrangements by default, though managers could require employees to be in the office. Ahastar was one of the first to demand an in-office presence, which made him quite unpopular even with his peers, to say nothing of the way his employees felt about it. While the white-scaled dragoness took the role seriously—her pale pink blouse and bright pink midi skirt were hir way of dressing for success—shi was fed up with the nonsense. "You brought us in just so you could see us not 'slacking off'," Shira added air quotes to that nonsensical allegation, "And we're still getting stuff done."
"Exactly," Sovrim added. The hybrid was among the most vocal critics of the return-to-office decision, as the chameleon/salamander needed more warmth and humidity than the office was ever going to provide. Their cloud-grey Polo shirt and stone grey slacks contrasted against whatever color their hide took, and they were becoming dark red with anger. "This isn't even a healthy work environment for someone like me. I'm basically freezing in the mornings since you're too cheap to run the heat overnight."
"How dare you call me cheap you overgrown–" Ahastar shouted down the accusation. He slammed both hands on his desk, stood up, and glared directly at the lizard. "You're lucky I don't fire you right now."
"Fire us?" Kairi laughed. The shark girl walked up to the desk and placed one hand on its edge. Her purple T-shirt and black jeans were clearly out of bounds for the dress code and her attitude betrayed that she knew it. Ahastar would have to write her up for it later. Kairi leaned in towards the dinosaur, entirely unafraid of the overdressed narcissist. "And then who's gonna deal with your bullshit? We're the only help you have. And…" she smiled deviously, "We're the only ones who can help you."
Ahastar was taken aback by the shark's comment, though he quickly recomposed himself. "Threatening your boss is a firable offense, you know." He projected absolute confidence with both his place in life and position on the food chain. He was in charge here. He was the boss. and was not going to let these arrogant employees forget that. "Should I call security to have them escort you out, Kari?"
"It's Kairi," the shark bared her teeth as she corrected Ahastar on the pronunciation of her name. "And security took an early lunch today. The four of us are the only ones in the building right now."
"She's right, you know," Shira added. Shi walked behind Ahastar's and unplugged the desk phone from the wall. "And without your hotline to the security team, it will be at least an hour before anyone's back to check on us."
Ahastar nervously grabbed for his cell phone. That would be the best way to get a hold of someone. If not building security, then surely the police would intervene. Sovrim quickly dashed that idea; the chameleon flicked their tongue out and slapped the phone from the dinosaur's hand. "You can't use your phone during a meeting. You chewed me out for that last week."
The ongoing threats made Ahastar nervous. He was sure he could beat the three of them down in a fight. He could claim self-defense. He could have HR find an excuse for his actions and keep it out of the news. As he continued to mentally work through his excuses, Kairi snuck behind him and firmly wrapped her arm around his throat. When he shouted, she used her free hand to pour a viscous, bitter liquid directly into his mouth, then clamped that hand around his muzzle. He gagged on the taste and swallowed most of the liquid. Did… did she just drug him?
Demotion
Once the initial shock of being force-fed had passed, Ahastar roared and shoved Kairi off him. He looked her directly in the eyes. "I… you…" His words had left him entirely. This was no longer a boss talking to an employee. This was a predator asserting a claim to his territory. Territory that Kairi had no right to be in, as far as Ahastar was concerned.
"I what?" Kairi replied smugly, "Go on, try finish that sentence, boss." She enunciated the word boss as if it were a slur. "Especially with there being two witnesses here to everything you're saying and doing. You know you can't touch us. We, however…" She raised her knee and slammed it directly against his balls, "Can do whatever we want."
The dromaeosaur crumpled to the ground in pain. He grabbed himself, though the damage was already done. Ahastar felt dizzy. He first thought it was just delirium from the pain of being hit in the crotch, but soon he felt a burning sensation spreading from his chest. What the hell was that liquid the damned shark forced into him? He spasmed and coughed, but he couldn't spit any of it up. His entire body felt like it was on fire, but he tried to compose himself. He needed to show he was in charge if he was going to be respected.
Even though Ahastar felt like vomiting, he slowly sat up to try convey that he was okay. Shira came over to help him up. "Kairi, was that really necessary?" The dragoness smirked at hir companion as shi asked the question. Of course it was necessary. This was a comeuppance long overdue. Shi grabbed the raptor's hand in hir own, pulled him off the ground, and helped him onto his feet to sell hir ruse of being helpful. "Are you okay?" Shira inquired, though shi already knew the answer. There was no way he was okay right now.
That was the moment when Ahastar realized what else was wrong. Instead of his office desk being uncomfortably small, its surface was almost at eye level to him. His employees were supposed to only be chest height to him, but now he was the shortest one in the room. His pants and underwear fell to the ground shortly thereafter, while his shirt and shoes now were so oversized he looked like a child who'd raided his parents' closet.
Shira grinned as their so-called boss started to realize how fucked he was. "Turns out I know a girl. Everyone needs an alchemist on speed dial. Once I told her about you, that li'l kobold decided exactly what you needed. It's just a potion of reduce person, but this one…" shi paused for a moment and looked directly into Ahastar's eyes. "Is permanent."
Permanent? How did some mere kobold figure out how to make an effect like that permanent? This had to be some kind of cruel prank to get him to give his employees a day off, right? Potions like that tended to be mere party tricks that lasted a couple minutes. Even with that knowledge, it still frightened him to look up at his colleagues for a change. "No, it's not," he said defiantly. "That's not how that works."
Shira openly laughed at the suggestion. Sovirm and Kairi joined soon after. "If you're going to be that cocky…" Shira placed hir hand on Ahastar's chest and shoved him to the ground. "Let me take care of that cock of yours." The dragoness stepped out of her black, open-toed high heels and walked forward. Shi aimed directly for Ahastar's balls to smash them against the rough, low pile, slate-blue carpeting. As he yelped incoherently, Shira moved hir foot upwards along his crotch until hir heel pressed against his balls and the rest of hir foot rested upon his dick.
"Let me help, Shira," Sovrim said as they walked over. Their sandals smacked loudly against their feet with each step. The amphibian moved around Ahastar and straddled the dinosaur's head. Sovrim smirked at the raptor and spat directly onto their former boss's face, letting a viscous glob saliva ooze over his scales and to provoke a shudder of disgust. With the dinosaur briefly incapacitated, the lizard grabbed onto Ahastar's wrists with their feet—in the same way a wild chameleon would grab a tree branch—then crouched over the arrogant being to look him directly in the eye. "You look uncomfortable in that shirt. Let me take it off you."
With Shira's foot on his crotch and Sovrim's weight pinning down his wrists, Ahastar was defenseless to stop his employees from fully disrobing him. Sovrim took their time unbuttoning the dinosaur's blazer and shirt. When they leaned forward to handle his clothing, Sovrim directly straddled Ahastar's face so the dinosaur could see their bulge. Were these fucks enjoying this sexual assault? As Sovrim pulled the unbuttoned shirt away, they carelessly tossed it into the corner. Kairi tossed the saurian's discarded pants and shoes into the same corner, which left the raptor's body fully exposed accessible to his three employees.
"Mind holding his legs down, Kairi?" Shira gestured for the shark to grab Ahastar's ankles in the same way Sovrim had grabbed his wrists.
"You got it," Kairi said. She knelt near Ahastar's feet and grasped one ankle with each hand. "If you kick me, you bastard, I'm going to bite off your toes one by one. Got it?" The point was well-made. Ahastar did struggle, but his attempts at kicking the shark were ineffective. "You're lucky I'm not maiming you for even trying to kick me, asshole."
"Hey, calm down," Shira said. "We'll have time for that sort of thing later. Now, care to pull our little friend tight?" Sovrim and Kairi pulled the dinosaur's limbs apart, holding him in a spread eagle position and further exposing him to abuse. That left Shira free to stand directly on Ahastar's stomach. Though shi was petite, it still forced the air from his lungs; shi was now heavier than the once-imposing boss had been.
"Get… off… me…" Ahastar said. Every word required effort to utter, as his breathing was severely limited by the hundred-plus pound dragoness standing on his abdomen.
"Get you off?" Shira deliberately misconstrued the raptor's words. "If you insist."
Tramplejob
Ahastar tried to protest. He did not want these perverts to get him off; he wanted quite the opposite. However, he didn't have any time to protest before Shira's right foot descended on his balls once again. Shi ground the ball of hir foot between his balls to maximize the pain inflicted. Hir left foot then slid down his stomach and onto his flaccid cock, which nestled into the space beneath hir toes. Ahastar shook his head in an ineffective protest as his cock stiffened. This was wrong. He was being sexually assaulted. Why was his body responding to it?
"You're getting hard?" Kairi scoffed, "You are fucked up. I knew the dress code was just for you to get off on seeing us wearing what made you horny." The shark twisted Ahastar's ankles outward, eliciting another yelp of pain as the joints were forced to move unnaturally.
"At least we know now he's compensating for that small dick of his," Sovrim noted, pointing at the raptor's crotch. It was perfectly average for his size, but because his size had been halved, it looked as pathetic as the rest of him. "Compare that with mine…" Sovrim unzipped their slacks and pulled their cock free. The naturally-slimy cock glistened under the fluorescent lights, and it was already more than a handful despite still being almost flaccid. Ahastar was directly beneath the lizard's crotch, giving him a better view of Sovrim's penis than he ever would have wanted. A drop of that natural slit lube fell on his muzzle and delivered a dose of the amphibian's musk. Ahastar gagged in disgust as he squirmed to try free himself, but Sovrim just put one hand on the desk to steady themselves and render the raptor's struggling as useless as his contributions to society.
Shira continued giving Ahastar a footjob until his cock was as hard as it'd get. It was difficult to keep underfoot, given its substandard size and tendency to bounce upwards, but shi would make do. Shi stepped on Ahastar's balls with hir left foot and pivoted around while standing atop his balls, very nearly bursting them on the spot. When he screamed in pain, Sovrim crouched again and clamped their left hand around the dinosaur's muzzle. "If you scream again, we're going to make this even worse for you. You've talked trash for way too long, you asshole. You thought your title gave you power over us as people. Now it's our turn to show you why you're wrong."
Perhaps more unnerving than having a coworker standing on his crotch and using hir full weight to keep his genitals under control was the fact that hir feet were getting larger. Or rather, he was getting smaller. It was more gradual than the initial halving of his size, but it was also impossible not to notice that his cock was taking up less space beneath Shira's sole than it had when shi first stepped onto him. Once Shira began to trample his crotch in earnest, the difference in weight between the two of them was also apparent. Shira was petite, but with the raptor's diminished size, it felt like the dragoness's weight had increased sixfold. That meant the herm was applying several hundred pounds of weight onto the raptor's genitals.
Worse still for the raptor, Shira wasn't just standing there. Shi started to walk in place. The weight steadily shifted from Ahastar's balls to his cockhead and back as if his dick were being squeezed like a tube of toothpaste. His sounds were muffled due to Sovrim's hand clamped around his muzzle; he wasn't even allowed to protest as his balls ached and cock throbbed in both pain and pleasure. He shook his head again as he tried to hold back. He didn't want to give these sick people the satisfaction of getting him off. Unfortunately, his body wasn't cooperating, especially as the dragoness intensified hir abuse. Hir steps were becoming stomps, with the same brutality one might use to kill an insect, accompanied by a vicious twist of hir foot upon his body. He was convinced his balls were going to be ripped off his body, but it was instead his cock that gave way first.
Despite his attempts to hold back an orgasm, Ahastar's body gave in anyway. His body was already convulsing with Shira's stomps, so his climax wasn't even noticed at first. With white cum landing on Shira's white soles and Ahastar's white stomach, it took a few more stomps before Shira even noticed the increase in wetness beneath hir. "You really are a masochist, aren't you?" shi remarked without even breaking hir rhythm. "It's pretty telling that you came on my feet from that…"
"Ejaculating on an employee?" Sovrim asked, as if the answer weren't obvious. "You're lucky we're not pressing charges for sexual assault." It was a blatant gaslighting, given that the employees were the one assaulting the boss, but … well, who'd been the first one to cum? It would certainly not help his case when he got out of here. If he got out of here. Even he was starting to have his doubts about that. Once Ahastar's cock had ceased dribbling cum, Shira jumped off his cock and landed with the balls of both feet directly on the raptor's; they burst into mere pulp. Sovrim released Ahastar's muzzle just so all three of the Sadists could enjoy the pained scream as Ahastar went from a 'he' to an 'it' in an instant and the remnants of his manhood congealed into a useless mess on the floor.
Diminishment
Ahastar was in debilitating pain. It left him perfectly helpless to the Sadists playing with him. Shira, Sovrim, and Kairi all let go of his body and left him to writhe in impotent pain on the floor. Kairi, however, was not content to just let him squirm. She reached down and grabbed one of his wrists, yanking him to his feet once again. "I thought you'd be smaller by now," Kairi said, "Hey, Shira, how much more shrinking potion did you bring with you? I wanna see his fucker disappear."
"Enough to … hide the evidence," Shira replied. "I also brought the antidote, not that our boss here needs that." The word boss was uttered like a slur, with the same contemptuousness one might have for any other disgusting pest. That this could be undone, and that they aren't going to undo it… the thought sent a chill through the dinosaur. He was going to die here. These bastards could do it. They had the means and every intention of using them. That cycle of fear rapidly looped through his mind as Shira grabbed another vial of shrinking potion from hir purse. Shi held the glass vial up so Ahastar had a clear view of the glowing cyan liquid. It may have only held 5 mL (1 tsp) of liquid, but that had already proven to be enough to halve his size and he had even less to lose now. What would come of this?
He was going to find out. Shira forced hir thumb in his jaws and dumped the liquid in. As before, Kairi clamped her hand over his snout and forced him to swallow the entire dose. The first time, he'd had barely half of it. What would happen now that he'd been force fed twice as much potion from half the starting size? The way it seared his throat was just the beginning; that fire burned through his chest as his size vaporized from the alchemical warmth.
"Better enjoy the view, little lizard," Sovrim taunted. "Because you're going on a ride." Specifically, it would be a one-way 'elevator' ride down to a far lesser stature. Kairi moved aside so Shira could pin both of Ahastar's wrists over his head and against the wall, which ensured the raptor looked straight ahead at hir. In particular, the raptor had a perfect view of hir breasts—the kind of view that a man might envy in better circumstances—as his snout slowly sank between them. He was incapable of being aroused by it, given that his balls had been destroyed, but the searing pain of shrinking left him trying to cover his crotch anyway. He tried to look away, but Kairi had moved to one side and Sovrim to the other; the three had pinned him in against the wall in a rather small space that, to his dismay, was seeming more spacious by the second.
Ahastar's feet left the ground as he got smaller. Shira's hands hadn't moved; he was just getting smaller and, despite his wrists being pinned just five feet off the floor, his feet no longer touched the floor. The breasts in his face kept getting bigger, especially when Shira leaned in closer to keep the raptor pinned and overwhelmed. "Think he'd have a better view from below?" Sovrim suggested, to which Shira's response was a devious smirk. Shi let go of the raptor's wrists and allowed him to drop down to the floor. Now he could see just how far he'd fallen.
From his new perspective, Ahastar struggled to see Shira's face at all. He could only get a glimpse of it between hir breasts, which were now completely above his head. Sovrim's cock was still hard and it was now at Ahastar's eye level. Within another few moments, he had to look up to see Sovrim's dick and, instead, he stood crotch-height to the two ladies who'd been fucking with him. "Aww, who's a good little kobold?" Kairi asked, sing-songing as if she were talking to a child. The suggestion would have deeply offended Ahastar if he weren't terrified, especially as even that description of being kobold-size wouldn't remain true for long.
"And you thought you were the big boss," Sovrim snarked. The amphibian grabbed their cock with their right hand and slapped it atop the raptor's snout. "You were barely the highest-ranking person in the office. Now, nobody's ever going to take you seriously again." It was only a moment longer before Ahastar was spared the view of Sovrim's dick, but only because he'd shrunken even further. He was now looking at the amphibian's thighs… knees… shins.
Mercifully, the shrinking tapered off. It was not much of a reprieve, however; Ahastar was now looking at Shira's knees. He was just a quarter of the height of the rainbow-winged dragoness. Kairi loomed just slightly taller, while Sovrim seemed as tall as a three-story office building. "Had enough yet?" Shira asked. Shi crouched down to get a closer look at Ahastar as if trying to see a small animal she'd found outside. "Because we sure haven't." Hir tail whipped around to grab one of Ahastar's ankles and pull him onto the floor once again. He grunted as the back of his head smacked the carpet. From the floor, his perspective was even lower; the Sadists were frighteningly large. Shira user hir tail to pull Ahastar into the middle of the floor where all three of the Sadists would have easy access to his body.
Conga Line
"It wouldn't be fair for me to be the only one getting to enjoy feeling you underfoot, would it?" Shira asked. Ahastar wasn't foolish enough to answer that question; nothing about this was fair to him, a fact that the damnable employees were keen to rub into his snout. "There's still just barely enough of you to be worth sharing." The dragoness once again walked onto the raptor. Shi walked onto one of his legs, then his stomach, then firmly stepped on his head. That forced his snout to the side and nearly broke his jaw, leaving him incapacitated for the next person in line.
Kairi quickly followed up behind Shira. The moment that the dragoness stepped off, the shark stepped on to ensure the raptor remained under someone's foot at all times. She first stepped on his other leg, then took a smaller step forward so her heel slammed down onto the raptor's ruined crotch. She contemptuously twisted her heel in place as she stepped onto the raptor's head and laughed at the incoherent sounds of agony he made. "You really think that yelling is gonna stop us? You're an idiot. We're here to see you suffer." She then stepped off to allow Sovrim their turn.
Sovrim's larger size and unusual foot anatomy meant they had a harder time even fitting their feet on the diminished raptor beneath them. The amphibian could very nearly grab Ahastar using their feet like he were a mere twig to be grasped. Instead, the lizard stepped slowly onto the raptor's tailtip and smashed it into the floor, breaking the delicate bones into a mangled mess. "Oh, sorry, I forgot. We're not supposed to take breaks here," Sovrim mused, "So silly of me to break you." Their next step landed near the raptor's groin, with one of Sovrim's toes on each of the raptor's thighs and the center toe directly on his crotch. That meant the weight was more evenly distributed such that every one of those sensitive areas was mashed against the floor. The pressure nearly broke Ahastar's hips but it was spread just far enough out to spare him that indignity for another moment. When Sovrim's foot swung forward, they pressed Ahastar's snout to the side again and tightly grabbed hold of it, just to make the raptor's jaws ache. The bones were still strong enough to withstand it—for now—but there was still a distinctive **crack** as a sign of things to come.
The cycle continued with Shira stepping on once more. Hir first step was a heavy stomp directly onto Ahastar's left ankle, breaking it and rendering his foot useless. Why should Sovrim be the only one who gets to enjoy breaking something of their former boss's body? The raptor's voice was starting to fade from all the screeching he'd been doing, and instead he could only give a pained, faint whine. "Aww, did you finally have enough?" Shira taunted as shi stepped forward and stomped on the raptor's abdomen. "Well, too bad, because we're just getting started."
Ahastar's right ankle was broken when Kairi stepped up, completing the mutilation of the raptor's lower extremities. "You're a better trample toy than a boss," Kairi snarked. She paused when she was standing entirely on Ahastar's chest, allowed her weight settle onto him, and savored the feeling of his sternum starting to cave inward. "Look at me, bitch." When Ahastar didn't react immediately due to his oxygen-deprived and injury-addled brain failing to process the demand, the shark lifted one foot and stomped on his chest again, using her toenails to scratch at his thinning scales. "I said look at me." The raptor's body complied on the second demand; he heaved forward in pain from the stomp. With the victim looking at her and his mouth open, Kairi spat directly into his muzzle. "Be glad I'm giving you a drink at all, you waste of oxygen." She then jumped off his chest and landed with her feet on either side of Ahastar's head; it would have been that easy to break his face if she chose to land upon it.
With his body maimed, Ahastar no longer could even think about running away. That hope had been snuffed out. Even if these Sadists left him alone right now—which they'd clearly no intention of doing—he'd struggle to crawl to the door to beg for help. If he were to get to the door, how would he open the door to leave? The desk obscured his body from the outside; someone looking in wouldn't even see his corpse if he died right here, right now. Sovrim, however, was keen on reminding the raptor that he was very much alive and still capable of experiencing pain. Rather than just walking onto Ahastar, Sovrim jumped on with both feet, landing one on each of the raptor's thighs. The force made Ahastar feel as if his leg muscles were going to be forced out of his dick given the pressure, but he somehow survived that with only some heavy bruising on his once-beautiful body.
The cycle continued for several more minutes. Each of the Sadists had other ideas on how to escalate it further. After Shira crushed Ahastar's left hand, Kairi threatened to crush his right but narrowly missed with her stomp. "Nah. I wanna leave you something to jerk off with later." She paused for a moment. "Oh, that's right, you can't." She kicked the underside of his muzzle as she moved on. Sovrim filled in the gaps in the bruises on Ahastar's body by aiming for any places the ladies had missed, such as the length of his tail or the base of his neck.
Once the raptor's body was covered in bruises and his body was shattered to within an inch of his life there wasn't any more fun for the Sadists to have. There was nothing more they could damage without completely breaking their toy too quickly. Regrettably, they had an answer to that problem too.
Repaired & Replaced
Sovrim pulled out another vial of cyan liquid and held it over Ahastar's heavily damaged body. No, no, not that… Ahastar mentally pleaded. Hadn't he already been through enough? Even if he spoke, however, Sovrim would not have listened. The amphibian knelt next to the dinosaur and quickly pulled his muzzle open. "Drink up, little one…" They said as they poured the liquid into Ahastar's mouth, directly into the throat.
The now-familiar sensation of shrinking rippled through Ahastar's body. He wasn't able to swallow it on his own, but he no longer had the strength to fight it off either. He could only watch in silent terror as the employees-turned-monsters towered ever further above him. This time, rather than inflicting abuse with their bodies, the three of them simply watched and appreciated the view of their jackass boss becoming the size of a rat. He twitched occasionally as the pain found new nerves to burn out, but each twitch itself caused more pain as his broken bones and ruptured organs rubbed against each other. Kairi crouched down to get a better look at the diminishing dinosaur, while Shira lied on hir stomach to see it even closer.
"I didn't think he'd last this long," Sovrim said, watching as the raptor's ever-further beneath them.
"I mean, we are taking good care of him, aren't we?" Shira teased. Shi poked at the raptor's chest with a fingerclaw just to see him squirm. There was a faint *crack* under the pressure as the dinosaur's sternum finally broke. Even just a single tap from a claw was like a full-force punch from a professional fighter; unlike with trampling, it was centered on such a small area that it caused immediate, significant damage. His pained breathing was replaced with gurgling as blood oozed from his heart.
"Aww, I think you broke it," Kairi said. "It's a good thing we have a few healing potions, right?" She stood up and walked over to Shira's bag on the desk, rustling through to find a crimson-colored bottle the size of a baseball. The cap contained an eyedropper, which meant droplets of potion could be applied to whatever areas the Sadists felt deserved attention. She started with a drop of liquid on his chest, which repaired it before his damaged chestbone tore his heart open. Additional drops were applied to his neck, hands, and feet. Kairi held the dropper over Ahastar's crotch for a moment and then squeezed the bulb, only for no more liquid to come out. "Oops," she mused, "It's not like you need your balls anyway, right?"
The healing potion, however, had side effects as well. Instead of fire, the liquid felt like ice had flooded into him. It was healing his injuries, but it was like undergoing surgery without anesthetic. Every tendon that sewed itself back together, every nerve that fired back to life, and every broken bone that fused with its other portions sent another jolt of agony through the raptor's body. Every bit of healing was accompanied with a rush of glacial cold, which slowly faded as he re-warmed. The healing was as painful as the original injuries, just in a different way. It did give him his voice back, but he could only scream in pain as the fiery sensations of his previous shrinking contrasted with the excruciating cold of healing.
Eventually, though, the pain subsided and gave way to renewed vigor. Even though he was only a few inches tall, he had a chance to get up and run. He had to escape. He had to run. Those were his only thoughts. This was a pure matter of animal survival. The raptor sprung up from the ground and attempted to flee between Sovrim's leg and Shira's snout, as that gap was the first one he found. Crossing the carpet was awkward; his feet occasionally sank into the gaps between the fibers as if he were running through a blue-grey field of grain. Up above, Sovrim, Shira, and Kairi looked at each other and smirked at their helpless little plaything. It was Shira who chose to act; shi simply reached forward and grabbed the dinosaur by the tailtip, which caused him to land face-first on the floor.
"Even if you ran away, where do you think you'd be going?" Shira asked. She pulled Ahastar off the ground by the tail and slowly lifted the creature to her snout. "You're already small enough that any of us could swallow you whole. You're never going to open the door. You couldn't push the buttons on your desk phone. You can't even unlock your cell phone." Shira moved Ahastar even closer to her muzzle, until his face was just millimeters from hir mouth. "Don't you get it? You're not even a person anymore." A cyan glow crept across Shira's snout as Kairi brought over another shrinking potion.
"And soon," Shira continued, "You're not even going to be a pest worth acknowledging at all." Shi then moved the raptor away and dunked his snout directly into the vial of shrinking potion. The glow was blinding as his entire head went under the surface. The fluid forced its way into his mouth and nose; he was practically drowning in it. He pushed back against the opening of the vial and briefly freed his head, but Kairi forced it back in with just a single thumb. No matter how much he thrashed, he couldn't get his head out of the liquid again and some of it forced its way into his stomach and lungs. He did eventually find himself free of the shrinking potion, but it was only once he'd consumed enough of it for his head to no longer reach the surface of the liquid. His view of the world was warped by the curved glass vial around him, but when Shira pulled him free, the world looked very different indeed.
An Insect Among Gods
Doom With A View
Shira kept the raptor's tail pinched between hir fingers as shi moved. Once he was beyond the level of his desk, he found that his office—which was already spacious—now looked like a massive warehouse in floorspace, but with a ceiling that resembled the sky. The three Sadists toying with him now resembled landmarks rather than people; Shira looked to be the height of the Eiffel Tower, with Sovrim and Kairi even taller than that. But it wasn't that they had become giants; it was that Ahastar was the size of a coffee bean.
"I was wondering if you'd drown before you shrank this far," Sovrim said. "You must be pretty good at holding your breath. Not as good as me, but good enough for a dinosaur. Although…" Sovrim flicked their tongue out and snatched the deinonychus out of Shira's fingers. In the blink of an eye, Ahastar was trapped in the wet maw of an amphibian. He soon fell free of that tongue, once the humid environment broke him free of its sticky grasp, and was tossed around by that squirming muscle instead. They were smothered into the soft flesh in the bottom of Sovrim's mouth, squished against the roof of the predator's maw, and very nearly bitten as they fell onto the small, sharp teeth.
Kairi rolled her eyes at Sovrim. "I can't believe you put that disgusting thing into your mouth."
Sovrim smirked and spat Ahastar onto his desk. "I thought you would be familiar with people putting disgusting things into their mouth."
"Just because some people get off on it doesn't mean I'd expect to see it in the office. I have standards, you slut." Kairi replied. While the shark and amphibian continued to argue, Ahastar started to shiver. Smaller creatures lose heat more easily and, with his body coated in saliva, the process was happening fast. He'd become so weak from the loss of his size that even keeping warm was beyond his capabilities.
Shira noticed the shivering micro and stepped in to help. "It looks like he's getting cold," shi remarked, "Why don't we help our little friend here warm up? I'm sure he'd appreciate something… more private to spend some time in. A private… office, if you will."
Both the salameleon and shark looked at Shira. They weren't sure what shi had in mind, but it became clear once shi grabbed hir shoes from the side of the room. Ahastar figured it out as well and tried to run, but at the size of a large ant he couldn't make it far, and even if he made it to the edge of the desk he had nowhere to go. Shira casually placed hir hand in front of the raptor so he ran into it like he'd hit a fleshy wall. He bounced harmlessly off it and landed on his back. Shira tapped hir pointer finger on the raptor to get him stuck to it—Sovrim's saliva served as glue—and shi slowly lifted him to hir muzzle. "I'm sure you'll get used to being beneath us, where you really belong."
The dragoness then wiped hir finger on the insole of hir shoes. Shi placed him just beneath hir toes, just far enough forward that he could appreciate the view of hir foot blotting out the light. His white-scaled body stood out on the black leather, making him perfectly visible to Kairi and Sovrim as they watched the drama unfolding below.
Inside Shira's Heels
While the white dragoness' black heels weren't that high from Shira's perspective, from Ahastar's viewpoint they were a noteworthy landscape feature. Looking towards the heel was like looking at a 45 meter tall ski slope and Shira's toes descended that mountain at an alarming velocity. The herm's bright toes stood out against the dark surface and they looked like an avalanche coming directly for the dinosaur beneath them. Ahastar never even had a chance to run; he barely could get onto his feet before the room's light dimmed. Shira's toes bowled him over and pressed him onto his stomach once more. Once hir weight settled, Ahastar was in near-darkness, with the only light filtering through the dragoness' toes.
Shira gently tapped her foot against the floor to figure out where exactly Ahastar had ended up. Each of those movements was like a car crash; he was jerked two stories into the air before Shira's toes slammed him to the insole again, then the resulting *thud* made his ears ring. Up above, those movements were barely worth mentioning; they were near-inaudible on the carpeted floor. "I can't even see him down there," Sovrim remarked. "Are you sure you didn't crush him?"
"I'm sure," Shira replied. Shi leaned forward and gave a slight curl of hir toes, which pulled Ahastar into relative safety at their base. "Pretty sure he's exactly where I left him. He couldn't outrun my toes. He couldn't even move from under my toes. It's almost like he wanted to end up there, because otherwise the bastard would've moved." Ahastar most certainly did not want to end up there, but he never had a choice in the matter. Even now, the damned amphibian's saliva was making it hard for him to struggle, though the growing warmth of the dragoness' shoe was loosening those bonds. That created new problems, though, as things went from sticky to slippery around him. Instead of being held in place, Ahastar was now sliding down the insole towards the toes of a dragoness who had control over his very life.
Above, Shira was unaware of just how perilous the situation had become for Ahastar. One of his arms had slipped further beneath a toe and become nearly stuck. He tried to pull it free, but it was nearly impossible to gain traction against the surfaces around him. His claws couldn't grasp Shira's toes nor dig into the insole of hir shoe for traction. When the herm yawned and stretched upwards, hir weight naturally shifted towards the front of her foot. The pressure elicited a pained yelp from Ahastar but this was merely a preview of what he was about to experience. "I need a short walk," Shira said, "I need to break the new insole in anyway." The dragoness smirked to hir compatriots as shi strolled out of the office door.
Every one of the dragoness' steps felt like a wave striking a ship at sea. The sweat of hir foot had completely overtaken Sovrim's saliva, and sweat was a far thinner, slipperier fluid. The resulting lubrication meant Ahastar's body moved back and forth with the herm's steps, occasionally ending up beneath hir toes as they descended upon him. While Shira was dainty enough and hir insoles cushioned enough that he wasn't quite at risk of being crushed, it still was a smothering experience as hir weight buried him beneath the very lowest part of hir body.
Shira went outside to get some fresh air. The wintry breeze and afternoon sun were both quite refreshing; shi leaned against a railing to enjoy the experience. Beneath hir, Ahastar found this far less refreshing. Shira lifted hir foot and tilted it to slide the raptor under hir second-largest toe for 'safe keeping' as shi basked in the sunlight. Where Shira was enjoying the smell of freshly fallen snow and the afternoon sun, Ahastar had neither of those to his credit. Beneath hir toe, there was almost no air at all and it had quickly become stale. The sunlight warmed both dragoness and dinosaur alike. To Shira it was pleasant; to Ahastar it was like a greenhouse effect. The micro was convinced he'd be boiled in the dragoness' sweat if shi were to stay out here much longer. Even the smell was starting to build and, while insignificant to Shira, it was all-encompassing to the dinosaur who was forced to breathe it in with every strained inhalation.
When Shira began to move again, it seemed almost merciful in comparison to the suffocating pressure of standing still. At least that meant some air was wafting under hir toes. However, shi also kept Ahastar exactly where he'd gotten stuck; shi didn't want to bother pulling him free, as that would require actually touching the nasty little bug. Instead, the dinosaur experienced every one of hir steps as shi made hir way into the building. Shi took the stairs instead of the elevator just to give Ahastar some more torment; those steps upward meant an even greater downward force on his body. The toe and insole had some give to them, but Ahastar's body gave even more as he was compressed into the space between. It was like being under a steamroller on fresh asphalt. The pressure was almost perfectly spread over his body, which spared him from having a limb crushed, but he swore his entire body would give out at once. Instead, he only suffered a couple of broken ribs, as his torso took the brunt of the force, and with every break his body became more fragile.
The tiny raptor turned foot toy was delirious from both pain and heat by the time Shira came back into the boss's office. Shi twisted hir foot against the ground to ensure Ahastar was completely stuck to hir toes, then sat defiantly in the boss's chair and kicked off hir heels. The dragoness crossed hir feet at the ankles to put hir bare soles on full display. "You wouldn't believe how good it feels to have that jackass underfoot while going for a walk. I even felt him crunch a few times!"
Sovrim and Kairi both tried to find the raptor on Shira's foot, but the raptor's white scales were initially hard to make out. They then realized that one of those dark patches wasn't dirt; it was the bruised body of their little victim. "Wow, you even look like dirt now, you piece of shit," Kairi said.
"Wasn't he always just a pest?" Sovrim added as they looked down from above. "We're just making it obvious."
"You're not wrong, Sovrim…" Shira answered. The dragoness curled hir toes a few times to work the raptor loose from hir foot. Ahastar tried to protest as he looked down at what seemed like a 20 story drop, but his voice was hopelessly inaudible to his former employees. Shira lowered hir foot to the desk mat once shi felt Ahastar coming loose, then wiped hir toe on the textured plastic to remove him. Being scraped off Shira's toes was like being ground under coarse-grit sandpaper. The plastic provided some traction for rolling wheels, but it also tore against his scales as he was swiped across it. Once free of Shira's toe, Ahastar was on full display for the three Sadists to toy with once more.
On The Ground Floor
Shira remained seated as if the luxury office chair were hir throne. Ahastar once saw it that way, given the way he lorded his title over his underlings. But now, he was the one underneath someone on that chair in a literal sense, rather than just being beneath them on an organization chart. Kairi and Sovrim had moved the other chairs to either side of the chair mat. Ahastar felt as if he were in the center of a coliseum and his audience was vast in size… in height, rather than quantity. The desk and Shira were on opposite sides of the dinosaur; Kairi and Sovrim were on the other two sides. It was as if three gods were discussing his fate while being casually contemptuous to the mortal beneath them.
"It felt so good to have the boss under my toe, given that we've been under his thumb for so long," Shira remarked. "You two should try that before we leave today." Ahastar recoiled at the suggestion. He looked up at the other two Sadists to judge their reaction, though Kairi's toothy grin made her thoughts frighteningly clear.
"You think there'll be enough left of him to take home?" Kairi punctuated the question by stomping next to Ahastar. "Because I wanna break that fucker now." The shark shifted her foot and rolled Ahastar beneath her toe as if he were a mere fidget toy for her feet. The shark's skin was considerably rougher than Shira's, given the difference in species, and Ahastar felt as though he were caught in a rock tumbler that would smooth his entire body were he kept beneath Kairi for long enough.
"Could you save some for me?" Sovrim asked. "I already had a one-on-one with the boss scheduled for three this afternoon. It wouldn't be fair to cancel the meeting last minute, would it?" Sovrim glared down at the boss. The amphibian was convinced those meetings were scheduled on Friday afternoons just to force them to stay in the office. In turn, Sovrim wanted to repay the meeting with malicious compliance to the boss's unreasonable schedule.
"Oh fiiiiiiiine," Kairi rolled her eyes. "You know sharks don't like to share their kills, though. We're usually solitary hunters."
"Don't worry, Kairi," Shira said, "We're not asking you to share the kill. We're just asking you to share our little toe cleaner here until it's quitting time for the weekend."
"You think that bastard can clean my toes?" Kairi leaned back and heartily laughed at the suggestion. "Even if he could, I have people pay me for that privilege. That asshole barely paid us in the first place."
Sovrim pondered briefly. "Still, there is something about having such an arrogant jerk eat something gross like that. Especially given the cafeteria food here." Sovrim faked a gag as they mentioned the food. "He should be thankful I'm not making him clean my co–"
"We know about your fetish for that, Sov," Shira interrupted. "But I think it's much more fitting to have our boss here looking up at us for a change, don't you agree? This really is a permanent demotion for him. They're basically a janitor, cleaning the office floor… and he's not really even good at that, is he? After all, your footprint is still there on the desk mat, and he hasn't even started cleaning that up. Get over there and get to work, Ahastar. Your tongue is the only cleaning rag you need."
Clean up… what? The floormat was immaculate. "Come on boss. Get to work," Sovrim said. They pressed their foot firmly into the floor mat for a moment, then rocked it onto its heel. "You wouldn't ever leave work unfinished, right?" A perfect sweat-marked footprint was visible in its place. Ahastar shuddered. They wanted him to clean up that? With his tongue? Surely those jerks couldn't be serious. But as the three looked down at him, he realized that they were. Kairi 'helped' the deinonychus with his trek across the floormat by pushing him along with her big toe. That movement scraped several scales off Ahastar's front as he was shoved into the center of Sovrim's middle toeprint.
Ahastar choked back a sob as he crawled across the sweat on the floor. This wasn't something anyone should be forced to do, much less someone with his title. He was never this abusive as a boss! And yet here he was, having been stripped not just of his title, but his very personhood. A person would never be forced to do this, but he no longer counted as a person in any way that mattered. Instead, he was a mere insect trying to survive in a world hostile to his very existence, beneath three monsters ready to end him in the blink of an eye.
"I didn't think you'd actually do that," Shira mused upon realizing that Ahastar had complied with the degrading demand. Given the raptor's tiny size, it was getting difficult to see what he was doing. "You must be desperately thirsty if you're licking Sovrim's sweat from that dirty part of your floor. Or do you just like the taste? Small animals do need their salt, after all."
This was already humiliating! Couldn't those bastards above them shut up? "If he needs salt, he'll find a lot more of that under my toes than on that amphibian. What else would you expect from a saltwater dweller like me?" Kairi said. No, Ahastar learned, they could not shut up. Their voices were also too loud to ignore. Worse, everything they were saying was true, no matter how awful it was, including that he badly needed a drink. While he knew that sweat was not a substitute for fresh water, Sovrim's was rather dilute compared to Shira's and it was, perhaps, the last vaguely-refreshing thing he'd ever drink.
Sovrim's Sandals
"If you like the taste of my sweat so much, why don't you have some from the source?" Sovrim teased. They reached their left foot forward and rolled Ahastar onto his back, then pinched the raptor's head between their two largest foretoes. With the tiny saurian captured, Sovrim lifted him into the air with enough force that he feared his neck would break. "Can you toss me my sandals? I want to see if walking on this little thing is as good as Shira made it sound." Kairi walked to the pile of footwear and obliged Sovrim by throwing one sandal directly at the amphibian's head, then tossing the other once Sovrim was busy with the first. The second sandal bounced off their chest and landed on the floor with a thump that terrified Ahastar.
The amphibian's sandals were minimalistic. Their flexible, dark grey soles were just a few millimeters thick, but that was still knee-high from Ahastar's perspective. A long strand of light grey cord served as both the toe thong and heel strap, with an extra loop to secure it upon Sovrim's hindtoes. There was just enough material to protect the amphibian's feet from the ground, whether that was dirt or any small, sharp objects that fell beneath their tread.
"Very funny, Kairi," Sovrim scoffed. The sharkgirl grinned at her prank but Sovrim refused to give her the satisfaction of a further comment. Instead, they decided to take it out on their tiny plaything. After Sovrim put their sandals on, they grabbed Ahastar between two fingers and tucked him in between their largest toes. The dinosaur's back was pressed tightly against the toe strap and, in turn, their front was squeezed against the lizard's toe-crotch. This simple act was enough to trap the saurian in place.
Sovrim wiggled their toes to feel the raptor squirming between them. Ahastar's body could slide around, thanks to the dampness of Sovrim's skin, but that also meant their back scraped against the coarse material of the toe strap. The resulting rope burn ripped more scales from the battered creature. Ahastar's body was forced upward to escape some of that pressure, though he felt like a toothpaste tube being squeezed as his lower body remained caught in the depths of a toe crotch. The casual toe-wiggles were particularly harsh on Ahastar's legs, and one squeeze crushed them into uselessness. The raptor roared in pain but the sound was unnoticed by his tormentors; his voice couldn't be heard over the faint sounds of his idling computer's fan.
"Hmm… this is weird, but I can't say I dislike it…" Sovrim remarked as they continued flexing around the tiny passenger. They stood up slowly and paid close attention to the movements at their feet. The moment they placed pressure onto their foot, their toes naturally squeezed together and diminished the already limited space that Ahastar was allowed to exist in. The toe strap spared him from annihilation—a fate that he would have found preferable to continuing to suffer under these tyrants—but his body was squeezed on all sides by either fabric or flesh. He couldn't tell if the darkness was due to the darkness of the lizard's toes or if he was blacking out from the vice-like pressure around his entire body. He felt like a grape in a wine press, on the verge of bursting from the forces squeezing him from all sides, but the pressure was evenly distributed such that there wasn't a single weak point for his insides to become outsides. Once Sovrim finished standing, Ahastar could take a raspy, pained breath. The edge of his vision was throbbing with light, but he was, unfortunately, still alive.
Sovrim, like Shira, started to walk. As their foot pressed off the ground, the pressure on Ahastar's body spiked as the toe-crotch forced him deep into the toe strap once again. The pressure was even more intense than when the lizard initially stood up, but it too spread over most of his body and caused no new injuries. The pressure was released once Sovrim's foot lifted into the air. The dinosaur remained face-first against the chameleon's toes, but the pressure was almost gone; he was held there only by gravity and a bit of sweat.
As Sovrim's foot reached the top of its stride, Ahastar briefly felt weightless. Then, gravity took hold of the raptor and he fell back against the toe strap, where felt the cooler air of the room once more. Even from this distance—and it scared him to think of that tiny gap as distance—he couldn't see anything other than those green, glistening toes around him. The size difference meant Sovrim's dominance over his vision was absolute. Ahastar's break from Sovrim's foot was quickly ended once the lizard's foot landed; the resulting *thud* rocked the raptor's world.
That cycle of pressure and release continued for some time. Rather than going outside—Sovrim loathed the cold on a day like this—the amphibian paced around the office in the same way the boss might have during a conference call. Shira and Kairi chatted about other things they might want to do with the poor bastard, but those conversations were incomprehensible to the shrunken creature. When his head wasn't being compressed to its breaking point between Sovrim's toes, his ears were ringing from the pressure they'd just experienced.
Ahastar soon had another problem: Every time Sovrim took a step, he fell further between the lizard's toes. His body fell each time Sovrim's foot swung forward, then a little further still when it struck the ground. To Sovrim, this was entirely imperceptible. To Ahastar, this was becoming a threat. The further his body slipped, the more intense the pressure around his body became. He felt like he was caught in a forge being turned up: The pressure and heat intensified with every footstep as Sovrim paced around the room.
Within a minute, Ahastar was at the very bottom of the lizard's toe crotch. The pressure was incredible. There was no longer a meaningful reprieve between when Sovrim's foot rose, fell, and landed; it was a constant barrage of forces being inflicted on the raptor. His hips took the brunt of the force and were crushed into pulp by webbing at the base of Sovrim's toe-crotch, resulting in another unheard scream of pain from the hopeless victim.
Sovrim stopped walking shortly thereafter. Ahastar briefly prayed that he had been heard and these bastards would give him a break. Instead, it was merely that Sovrim finally noticed that Ahastar's body was slipping beneath their toes and the hybrid didn't want to completely destroy the shrunken creature just yet. They sat down in their chair once more, spread their toes, and took off their sandals. Ahastar's body came off with them, having been stuck to the toe strap, and he collapsed onto the sandal's insole.
Even with the size difference, the employees noticed the tiny splotches of blood from the injuries Ahastar had sustained. His back was a mess of tiny wounds, resulting in blood-smear that made it hard to tell where, exactly, the blood was coming from. The blood oozing from his mangled legs, however, was much more obvious. While the pressure of Sovrim's steps had temporarily staunched the dinosaur's bleeding, those injuries were now completely exposed. "Did you step on him, Sovrim?" Shira asked. "I thought we were giving Kairi a turn as well."
"I don't think I did…" Sovrim answered sheepishly. "But I did feel them slipping under my toes before I stopped walking around. Hopefully he's not dying yet."
"Well, if he is dying," Kairi interjected, "Give me that fucker so I can have my turn before he bleeds out."
Kairi's Boots
"Can you hand me my boots, Shira?" Kairi politely asked. The dragoness obliged and handed them directly to Kairi. The shark accepted them graciously, in contrast to the ruthless attitude she had towards Ahastar, and set them lightly on the floor just next to Sovrim's sandals. She slid her bare foot into the right boot and tied it nice and snug, so close to Ahastar that he could hear the sounds of the laces being tied together. Only then did she lean forward to pluck the dinosaur off the amphibian's sandals. She pinched the raptor gently between finger and thumb, but it wasn't an act of mercy; she just didn't want to break him too soon.
As the shark girl brought Ahastar to her boots, the raptor once again had time to 'appreciate' the view. These weren't the sort of massive fuck you trample boots he expected, given her attitude. These were cute, girlish, low-rise snow boots. The sky blue upper was crossed with snow white laces and topped in cream-colored fluff. They were as pure and innocent as Kairi herself was not. However, as Ahastar was lowered into the boots, he discovered the boots weren't as harmless as they appeared.
While Shira's feet had a light scent to them and Sovrim's almost no scent at all, Kairi's feet and shoes stunk. The smell assaulted his nose from the moment he was lowered beneath the entrance to those shoes and it only intensified as he was moved closer to the toe section. Along the way, he discovered he was not the first victim to experience this fate. There were conspicuous splotches dotted across the shoe's insole. Some of those dots had faded away almost completely, but others were still clearly fresh given the intensity of the red. Did this crazy bitch do this regularly? Clearly so, given the amount of wear inside the shoe and the deep, blackened toeprints pressed into its sole.
Once the raptor was fully inside, Kairi pulled her fingers out and tapped the boot's toes on the ground a few times to knock Ahastar fully against the front. Each *thump* of the boot caused another jolt through his injured body and triggered fresh waves of pain from his broken legs. With the victim weakened and at the very tip of the toe section, Kairi started to put her boot on. Ahastar was treated to the now disturbingly familiar sight of toes larger than his body coming towards him. The dusky purple toes of the shark appeared like shadows from the moment they appeared. Once she had her foot in place, it was as dark as an oceanic abyss. And, just like the pressure intensifies as one sinks deeper into the ocean, so too did the experience intensify from Ahastar's perspective.
"Gotta get my steps in. See you in a few." Kairi didn't wait for her co-conspirators to respond before she went out the door and picked up her pace. To the shark, it was just a light jog; to Ahastar, it was anything but light. It was completely dark. It was simultaneously too roomy and too tight; the shoe was large yet he feared falling beneath Kairi's toes and suffering a painful death. With nowhere for air to go, the heat of her foot built and, in turn, the smell intensified. It was a vicious cycle; the hotter she got, the more sweat tainted the atmosphere and the stronger the existing stench became. There was no way for Ahastar to escape it. His prison was nothing more than a shoe and Kairi's foot was a terrifyingly effective prison guard.
The sweat was more than just a source of disgust. Yes, it carried the stink of Kairi's feet. Yes, it clung to Ahastar's scales and made him feel like a slimy mess. But it also was slick, unlike the relatively sticky surface of Sovrim's toes. As Kairi jogged, Ahastar found himself sliding around. This wasn't the slow, steady slide he'd experienced beneath the other employees. This was a thrill park ride that was out of control. There were no safeties in place to protect him from the seemingly inevitable consequences of this experience.
Ahastar tried to hold onto Kairi's shoe. He dug the claws of his right hand into the front of the boot; even though the mud-like texture of the embedded filth was revolting, he had to do something to try save himself. It only delayed the inevitable. His shoulder dislocated after one of her steps. His body lurched towards her murderous toes on the next step. His left arm was crushed on the step after that. Neither the sound of broken bones nor his screams were heard, even to him; the sound of Kairi's foot hitting the ground was deafening to the shrunken, suffering creature.
The shark gave a dark chuckle as she felt that break. She was used to feeling those tiny details beneath her. While Kairi didn't know which part of Ahastar she'd just wrecked, she took satisfaction in knowing she did something to severely hurt him. The fucker deserved it. So much the better if she was the one to snuff him out. The salt from her sweat aggravated his injuries further; it stung the exposed flesh and seeped into his wounds. Ahastar sobbed in pain, but it didn't change anything about his fate, nor the fact her steps continued to pound away at his arm and continued to break it down into nothing but a useless pulp.
Kairi knew that Ahastar couldn't take this for very long. This kind of trampling would have done serious damage to someone her own size. A micro had no chance in hell of surviving it; she knew she'd kill him within another few minutes of jogging. She decided to head back into the office and share the damned creature with her fellow Sadists for some more fun. Kairi slammed the door open as she jogged back in; the door bounced off its stopper and slammed itself closed again. She practically threw herself back on the chair and propped her boots on the desk, legs crossed at the ankles, to bask in that power for a bit longer. The resulting thuds sent Ahastar tumbling down the sole of the kitefin's foot. He slipped past the ball of her foot and across the arch until he landed awkwardly, head first, against her heel. If she stood up now, he'd be dead before her weight fully settled onto the floor.
Silence briefly hung in the room before Sovrim spoke up. "You… really know how to make an entrance, Kairi."
"Hell yeah," she answered. She reached forward to undo her boots. Her feet rubbed against Ahastar as she undid the laces, leaving him both fearing and praying he'd be quickly killed and spared from any further suffering. And as with so many times before, he was denied a mercy killing. With the boot laces undone, Kairi removed her boots and shook them upside down. Ahastar fell free along with a shower of other debris from Kairi's boots, leaving him in a pile of small grit she'd poured out.
Shira's Violence
"You know, both of you have had some fun breaking Ahastar, but I've been… almost gentle in comparison," Shira said. Shi stood up directly above Ahastar's battered form. "I think it's my turn to enjoy breaking our little friend underfoot." The dragoness kept hir heels on this time, rising even further above the battered boss beneath hir.
Neither Sovrim nor Kairi objected. Shira had a point and shi seemed to know exactly how much abuse a tiny creature could take before it was broken for good. "You might want to get that healing potion ready." Shira gave no further warning before putting the bastard through hell.
The rainbow-winged dragoness used the toe of hir footwear to repeatedly nudge the creature across the hard carpet protector and onto the softer carpet. Each impact felt like a car crash to the shrunken raptor, aggravating his injuries and adding new bruises on his sides and stomach. He could only manage a weak, pained sound in response to each impact and had no chance to catch his breath before the next impact smacked him further to the side. A few thumps was all shi needed to get him face down on the carpeting.
Being on the carpet wasn't a mercy, however. That shallow pile would merely delay the inevitable. Shi lined up hir heel onto the raptor's mangled tailtip and pressed down, mashing it into the flooring with the same power as a hydraulic press. Bones broke one after another, starting at the delicate tail tip and steadily cascading upward through dinosaur's spine. His body jolted with each new break, then shuddered again from the pain his own reaction caused. With a twist of hir heel, the raptor was dragged across the floor and received a vicious friction burn across his front. Hir heel then moved a fraction of an inch forward to crush the base of the dinosaur's tail, where shi repeated the cycle.
"You called your employees worms before, Ahastar," Shira snarled, "Now how does it feel to be little more than a worm yourself?" Shi punctuated the question by swiping hir foot backward and slamming the ball of hir foot down on the raptor's hips, which shattered bones into splinters. To hir, it was no more effort than crushing an ice cube with a stomp. To Ahastar, it was a devastating act that rendered both of his legs useless. Even if they weren't already damaged, the muscles and nerves that controlled them were completely severed. They were now nothing but sacks of meat he'd be dragging along the floor, which made his already labored movements even more challenging.
"You always bragged about the contracts you wrote. Now? You're not writing anything." Shira's foot swung forward again. Hir heel came down near the raptor's shoulder. Shi rocked hir toes onto the ground and shifted hir position slightly, positioning the heel just above the dinosaur's body as the sole of hir shoe loomed directly over his head. Ahastar could witness every tiny motion as hir heel began to lower onto his body. It was a steady, deliberate movement. His body resisted the initial force placed upon it, but once one bone broke others swiftly followed. Hir weight pressed through his body without stopping until hir heel was flush with the floor. The sharp edges of hir heel cut into what remained of his shoulder, which drew more blood as yet another limb became useless.
Shira lifted hir foot and moved it steadily backwards. The dragoness tapped hir toes upon the raptor's head, briefly making him fear—or perhaps hope—that he was finally going to be killed. Shira wasn't ready to snuff him out yet, however. Hir foot moved forward again until the ball of hir foot was at the base of the raptor's neck. He was completely lost in the shadow of that high heel. The world was nothing more than a bit of light in the centimeter he had between the bottom of the dragoness' foot and the top of the carpet he was being trampled into. He felt every ridge of material digging into his body; the texture of the sole bit like teeth into his scales.
"I wonder if I can rip you in half like this?" Shira asked.
The question was swiftly put to the test as Shira violently swiped hir foot backwards. It was the same motion one might use to wipe dirt off on a doormat. In this case, however, Ahastar was the dirt being wiped off hir shoe. When shi pressed forward, the dinosaur felt as if his guts were going to be violently ejected from his mouth. When shi swiped backwards, that pressure turned into an unsettling vacuum. While shi hadn't ripped him entirely in half, shi had pulled his tail out of its socket. The mounting internal injuries caused blood to ooze from his anus, creating a damp spot on the carpet beneath him.
"This could be your grave, you know," Shira said. "We could just toss our shoes on you and leave you to die." To prove the point, shi slipped hir heels off and let them fall to the ground just next to the raptor. Sovrim and Kairi followed suit, tossing their sandals and boots, respectively, at the makeshift gravesite on the floor. The resulting sounds were painfully loud to the raptor; he reflexively closed his eyes in fear. When he reopened his eyes, the world was almost entirely dark. He could see a few beams of light peeking into gaps between the discarded footwear but he was almost completely buried under them. Even if he weren't mortally wounded, he wouldn't have been able to escape. In his current state, however, this makeshift tomb could well be his final resting place. This was completely unbecoming of a living creature. Surely he deserved better than this. Surely this wasn't going to be his end, was it? The room was silent—deadly silent—as the employees allowed Ahastar to stew in that fear for a few moments.
From Micro to Mite
Kairi broke the silence. "If we leave him there, someone might find his corpse and recognize it," the shark girl said, "We need to get rid of the evidence."
"And how do you plan on doing that?" Sovrim asked. "Surely a large bug splat on the floor would get noticed."
"We could just take him to the bathroom and flush him down," Shira suggested. "It's not like he's going to be noticed in the sewers."
"Yeah," Sovrim said, "I think that'd work."
"Hold on," Kairi said. "I have one more idea for that bastard. Do we have any of that healing and shrinking stuff left?"
"Wait. More shrinking?" Ahastar thought. He was already barely a bug. He was trapped under a few pieces of footwear. His vision was going dark and his body was growing cold. He was perhaps a minute away from death. Surely they were just going to let him go to that great boardroom in the sky, right? A burst of light pierced the darkness and gave Ahastar a fresh view of his tormentors towering above. Both Shira and Kairi were grinning, but Sovrim's expression remained neutral, perhaps a bit strained. Wait, was the lizard shorter than the ladies now? But how did–
Sovrim leaned forward and spat a mouthful of shrinking solution onto the pathetic dinosaur's body. It was a direct hit delivered with the same precision as the amphibian could strike with their tongue. The resulting impact felt like a liquid wrecking ball. It crashed brutally onto the raptor's body. The saliva-infused potion soaked into his scales. The drool added viscosity and made the shrinking solution cling to his scales. The now familiar sensation of shrinking immediately followed. He was already barely more than bug sized. How much smaller could he even get before he disappeared entirely?
"I always wanted to try that," Sovrim admitted. They were proud of their aim with their spit. Shira handed the lizard a glowing red potion: The antidote. It restored Sovrim's height the moment Sovrim took a sip. It was trivially easy to give someone their size back, and Ahastar wasn't even worth that complete non-effort.
He was, however, worth a drop of healing potion. Kairi looked more like a mountain than a person as she got onto all fours next to the raptor. She placed the potion bottle next to him and slowly tipped it over, allowing a drop of red fluid to slowly roll down the neck of the bottle. She rocked it back and forth a few times, almost letting it fall onto the raptor's body before tilting it away again, just to give and remove hope from the nearly-invisible creature on the carpet. Before he completely disappeared, she finally let a single drop fall onto his body. Just that single drop completely engulfed him and soaked into every injury he'd sustained. He screamed as his bones reassembled themselves into a functioning skeleton once more. He flailed from the renewed sensations in his formerly-mangled legs and tail. His internal wounds felt like fire as the organs stitched themselves together again. He was as good as new; he was just on the border of being microscopic.
The restoration took just a few seconds, but it felt like several minutes to the micro as he experienced every one of his injuries in rapid reverse. He curled up tightly on the floor and shivered, partially out of fear, partially out of the cold of the room and the equally-cold gaze of a shark looming above him.
Insignificance
"Aww. Cold, Ahastar?" Kairi teased, "I could warm you up…" She shot Ahastar a toothy grin before she gave her right pointer finger a long, slow, wet lick. Without giving Ahastar another word, she opened her palm and *slammed* it onto the carpeting, catching the raptor directly beneath her finger's pad.
Ahastar had previously experienced the texture of Shira's shoe sole biting into his back. Now, he was experiencing the ridges of a shark's finger in the same way. And while Shira's shoe felt like teeth chewing into his body, Kairi's scales were effectively teeth and grabbed onto his body in several places. This, however, was completely unnoticed to the shark girl, who moved to sit cross-legged on the floor. She just assumed her saliva was enough to hold him in place.
"Y'know what'd be a fun way to finish you off?" Kairi grinned at her fingertip. "I have a slut lined up to clean my feet tonight. They're paying me extra to wear the same socks all week just so my feet stink for them." She lowered Ahastar to her foot and held him near the toes. He had ample time to discover that, yes, her toes were as nasty as advertised. Grime had built beneath her toenails to create a swamp out of nothing but her body's natural secretions.
"People like you are just filth, you know that? I'm the one doing the real work here. I'm putting myself out there. I'm getting shit done. And you? You pathetic, disgusting piece of shit?" Kairi lowered her hand so her fingertip rested against the largest toe of her right foot. "You deserve to get treated like dirt." Ahastar could taste the grime due to the intense smell near her toenail. The smell at her feet earlier was offensive, yes, but this was on an entirely different level. "That slut cleaning my toes won't even know you're there. You're gonna get swallowed alive by someone who doesn't know you exist. You'll be just another bit of filth for them to get off on eating." Kairi shifted her finger and wiped Ahastar off, which buried him in the space beneath her big toe.
The dinosaur slowly sank into the grime as if it were a tar pit. Moving within that toejam was challenging, but not quite impossible; it was just completely futile given how far in he had sunk and how it continued to pull him back in. No matter how much he struggled, his body continued to sink further into the shark girl's toejam. It was like cement and it seeped into his every crevice. It slipped between his scales, into his orifices, and left nary a micrometer freed from the grime. With great effort, he was just barely able to keep his head free, but the rest of his body was completely encased in that disgusting mess and sealed away for some anonymous foot freak to enjoy later.
Sovrim got onto the floor to investigate the shark's handiwork. Kairi stood up and curled her toes back and forth. It only worked Ahastar deeper into the grime, which squeezed his body against the nailbed. When her toes curled in tightly, his head was forced under the grime and he was temporarily buried alive. The force nearly broke him; he wished it had. Even being crushed would be preferable to continuing to suffer. He nearly vomited when the grime forced into his muzzle and choked him as if he'd been forced to swallow tar. His body heaved as he tried to force it out of his body, but he was ultimately forced to swallow it.
But when Kairi's toes uncurled, his body was pulled just slightly free. It was a perpetual purgatory. She could have killed at any time without noticing, yet her subconscious movements never quite finished him off. He gasped for air, though every breath was thoroughly tainted with the stench of her toes. It made his eyes water and nostrils burn, but Ahastar's body refused to die. He kept breathing, despite the nauseating aroma. The natural urge to survive only made his experience worse.
"Looks like he's really stuck in there," Sovrim said. At least, I didn't see anything fall out when you flexed your toes. Not sure I would have seen it, though. That bastard's tiny."
"Only as small as he made us feel," Shira quipped. "This is just what he deserved, isn't it?" The dragoness placed hir toes atop Kairi's and gently squeezed down upon them. To Ahastar, though, it was more like being caught in a trash compactor. The pressure was spread across his entire body, which spared him from having any limbs crushed, but he was once again shoved entirely in the filth. This time, he didn't come up quite as far, and some of the toe grime continued to ooze into his mouth as he remained trapped. He prayed that Shira would step down again and bury him for good, but the gods had long since forsaken him. There was no salvation except by the tongue of some foot fetishist later. His employees weren't going to kill him; they were going to let someone else do it.
"Quitting time?" Sovrim suggested. "We might wanna hide any remaining evidence, too. Ahastar's the only witness, so if we make it look like he just disappeared…"
Kairi interjected, "He did just disappear." She pointedly tapped her foot against the ground to remind her co-conspirators of his final resting place.
"Still, we should probably take her stuff with us. Some of it's worth keeping. The rest we'll burn. Shira, you can handle the fiery brimstone part of disposal, right?" Sovrim grinned at Shira, who huffed back at the lizard.
"That's specist," Shira snarked. "But yeah, I can deal with the rest. I know you're pyrophobic, amphibian."
Sovrim glared back. "And you said I'm the specist. But you're… uh… not wrong."
Shira shook hir head. "Whatever. We should get out of here. I think we all have better things to do tonight. Especially you, Kairi."
The shark hadn't waited for Shira's invitation; she was already preparing to leave. Kairi pulled her socks back on and plunged Ahastar into pungent-smelling twilight. The bottom of the white fabric was crusty and brown. He still was shocked anyone could actually want to appear in such a disgusting state. Once Kairi put her shoes back on, though, the dim light was snuffed out, this time for good. He was completely isolated from the world, with little but the pulse of his captor's heart to keep him company. Her co-conspirators stuffed the dinosaur's clothing into his bag, then the three of them strolled out of the office.
Aftermath
Later that night, Kairi's client made good on wanting to be at her feet. The mammal had gotten more than he bargained for, given just how nasty her feet were, but she refused to let him back out. She started by shoving her right foot's big toe into the mammal's muzzle and ordered him to lick it completely clean. She used his teeth as a nail pick to force that grime free. Ahastar was among the filth and swallowed alive, exactly as Kairi threatened. His final resting place was a caustic bath of stomach acid within someone who never knew he existed.
Ahastar's disappearance was only briefly in the news. He was never very popular even among his peers in management. Most of them made a vague statement expressing sympathy, but none went into specifics about memorable, positive stories. Within a day, Ahastar's story had fallen out of the mainstream news cycle. A few days later, even the conspiracy theorists tired of speculation and moved onto other, more sensational occurrences. The missing persons case was closed a week later, officially due to the lack of evidence, but in reality due nobody caring if he was found or not. Things were better off without him there and nobody was clamoring for closure. Everyone was simply happy to see him gone and to never think about him again.
His legacy was simply to be forgotten by the world and treated with the same contempt as three malicious employees had treated him on one fateful Friday morning.