Clay Human

Bad Day III : Sticky Vibes

Theplan was not what you had expected. Both girls wore black dresses -Chloe's sparkled in the light, while Lucy's was smooth and tightlyhugged her slender body. They had allowed you to admire both of theiroutfits as they did up their hair and put on their makeup, walking inand out of the bathroom while you were shrunken on the floor, dodgingtheir high heels left and right - Chloe's Platform heels and Lucy'shigh heeled sandals. When they were ready, Lucy had picked you up andasked: "Who's going to wear him first?" Chloe, however, held apiece of gum which she was about to put in her mouth, but stopped asshe locked eyes with you. "Crazy idea." she prefaced and gave youa smile that worried you.

Thegirls were on their way now, chatting and checking their phones andpurses, making sure they would have everything and wouldn't get tothe club too early. You, meanwhile, heard every single word Chloesaid with almost painful clarity. You weren't sure why you hadagreed to her idea, nor did you know how Lucy was okay with it, butat this very moment you were inside Chloe's mouth, stuck to hermolars, as she chewed you in place of her actual gum. She chattedcasually with your girlfriend, while her molars crushed you betweenthem, flattening you against her teeth, until she peeled you off withher tongue, slid you around her mouth so you ended up between herteeth on the other side. Lucy said something which you couldn'tquite make out as Chloe ground her teeth on you, brutally crushingyou with her powerful bite. "I won't swallow him, Lulu. Doyou know how hard it is to swallow gum?" Chloe asked, running hertongue along your body stuck to her upper molars. "I know, just ...be careful." your girlfriend sounded every bit as worried as sheshould. Yet she allowed Chloe to continue chewing you as her humangum. "No offense, Clay," Chloe said, dunking you into her salivaunder her tongue. "But you don't taste great." she laughed andmoved you between her molars once more. For how little she liked yourtaste, she certainly went to town on you. In fact, you remainedinside her mouth, chewed on, crushed between her teeth and pulledfree whenever you got stuck, for the whole time she and Lucy waitedin line to get into the club. "Do you want to wear him inside?"she asked Lucy, leaning close to her. "Not with your spit all overhim." Lucy laughed, though she still sounded worried. Chloe pinnedyou between her teeth and stretched you using her tongue, then said:"More fun for me, then."

Oncethey got inside, the music drowned out almost everything that wasn'tChloe's booming voice. "Let's get drinks first." shesuggested and chewed you all the way to the bar. "Huh?" she askedand leaned towards Lucy. "Nah, I didn't forget." she laughed,opened her mouth and pulled you from her teeth. Without even lookingat you she reached down to her feet, lifted one foot inside her highheels and stuck you onto the insole, right under her bare heel, whichshe quickly brought down on you. Even over the loud music you heardChloe's laughter, as she casually crushed you beneath her heel,spreading you out along the insole of her high heel, while sheenjoyed her drink with Lucy. Her heel began to crush and mould you asshe bounced to the music. You noticed your body behaving a littledifferently this time. As her heel lifted, you were stuck face firstagainst it, yet your back also remained stuck to the insole of herhigh heel. Her chewing you had apparently caused your clay skin tobehave more like very sticky gum, and thus you were thoroughly stuckto both the underside of her sweaty heel and her insole, alternatingbetween being stretched and squished beneath by her. "Check it,Lulu." you barely made out the words as Chloe tilted her foot andlifted her heel as far as her shoe allowed, stretching you out foryour girlfriend to see. "What the heck?" Lucy was torn betweenbeing amazed and horrified at your state - a stretchy pulp stuckunder her friend's foot. "He's never been like that!"she almost yelled so Chloe could understand her. "I know, right?!"Chloe yelled back, biting her lip as she glanced down at you and puther weight back down on you, sealing you under her heel. You felt herweight peak as she bent her other leg, and when she then swivelled,wiggling her heel on you, smothering you, it was clear she greatlyenjoyed this. So much so, she kept you firmly crushed under her forseveral minutes, denying you any slither of air. Only when shefinally shifted her weight to her other foot did you actually detachfrom her heel and got a chance to inhale the mixture of scentssurrounding you - the smell of booze, hot stale air, vapour fromsmoke machines, and of course Chloe's dominating foot stench. Youwere hesitant to call it "stench", though. It had beenoverwhelming in the past, but with the amount of time you had spentunder her soles by now, you had grown to enjoy her unique scent. Thatalmost tranquil thought was suddenly interrupted by your eyesstinging, your nose filling with liquid and a familiar taste hittingyour tongue - Chloe's sweat had begun to drip onto you from herheel. Blinking didn't help your vision much, as your face was amould of Chloe's heel, and thus her sweat pooled on top of you.Above you was her massive pink sole, visibly wet, sweat pooling atthe centre of her heel before dropping down on you. You shut youreyes at each drop, while Chloe laughed above you, enjoying herselfalong with your girlfriend. Their laughter was suddenly muffled whenshe slammed her heel back down on you. "C'mon, dance time!" shedeclared, dragging Lucy along towards the dance floor, her energeticsteps turning you into the same sticky pulp you had been before, withyour face plastered to the underside of her heel as each stepcompressed and then stretched you.