It's been about three months since I shrank. My life since then has been... different. Instead of school im now homeschooled, instead of a bedroom i have shoebox, when my siblings get annoyed, they play with me. (most of the time it's either rolling me across the floor with their feet or putting me in their shoes or something.) instead of a being grounded im put in a jar and used as a foot rest, (sometimes the jar breaks) And even if all that is awful, there's nothing I can do about it because im indestructible. Today though, i have an appointment with a scientist to try and reverse it. I woke up and got dressed. I head downstairs to the living room. My mom is sitting on the couch watching tv and doesn't notice him. I trip and fall on the way there and lands face down on a piece of tape. I start to panic as i can't get off and i hear mom stand up. I hear her get closer.
"Where is he?" She says as he feels his back pressed down immensely into the ground. She didn't see the tape and now im stuck. I struggle and tries to yell but his voice is muffled. She walks upstairs. She gets to his shoebox and lifts up the lid to see him nowhere to be seen. I keep struggling and she looks at her foot. "Oh sorry honey" she laughs and she moves her hand to the tape. "I didn't even notice you. Why were you on tape anyway?" She laughs and closes the box. "You better be ready for the appointment. Sorry hun I can find your little car seat so you're gonna have to ride with me. " she smiles and stands up and walks downstairs. I scream in objection but am ultimately ignored. She slides on her flip flops and leaves for the appointment. After we get there she takes a seat in the waiting room and slides off her flip flop and raises her foot to look at me. "Ok so it's almost appointment time sweetie. You excited? Just remember, don't get too excited. There might not be a cure. Oh right I'll take you off my foot now." She peels me off and holds me in her hand.
"Mom what if there's no cure!? Remember when Sara forgot me in her sock all day when she was with her friends? What if that happens and I'm there for the rest of my life? Or if what if I get eaten? Or—" she cuts me off.
"Well have the scientist make stuff to stop that all from happening. Now just don't worry. We don't know yet" she says. The scientist calls out name and we go in.
"Hello I'm Dr Sanchez." He says. He proceeds to do small tests and collect data. He plugs data in his computer and presses enter. "Ok. So the tests are done. Now, this may be hard to hear, but currently there is no known antidote"
"Currently? Well when can we expect one to be devolved?" My mom asks. He says about five years. I start to panic and I just off the table and land on my moms flip flop and they keep talking. I have a mental breakdown as my moms foot rests on her leg and I lay in the shoe. I lay in tears as I just wait for my fate. Her foot lowers and slides onto me and into place.
"Okay Jace you strapped in? Good." She presses harder to keep me in place and she walks out. She sits in the driver seat of her car. She takes off her flip flop and sees me laying stuck to her foot. "Sorry hun...but it's gonna be a while until everything goes back to normal. He said he can try to make communication devices so if were about to eat you you're able to let us know. But sorry sweetie." She slides her foot back in and drives home. When we get home she takes off her shoes and sits on the couch forgetting that I'm on her foot. I struggle until I fall off. I climb upstairs to tell my sister the bad news. I get to Sara's room and climb onto her desk and kick her finger until she sees me.
"What do you want" she says
"There's no cure.." I say. She frowns then smiles.
"That really really sucks for you but it's good for me. So since you'll need practice doing what I say, go untie my shoes. The pink ones by the door." She says with an evil smile.
"What? No! Why?" I say quickly.
"Because if you don't want to sleep under my ass then you're gonna do it." She says aggressively. I climb down and walk to her shoes. I climb on top and walk toward the knot and work to untie it. I unknowingly walk backwards and step onto the tongue. It bends down and I fall in. I quickly try to get out before hearing my sister.
"Oh I see what's going on. You wanna go on a walk with me. Ok. I already have my socks on so let's go." I scream and climb faster. She grabs the sneaker and flicks her and I fall back in. All light disappears and her massive socked foot slowly climbs in. She tilts the shoe and I slide under her foot and she starts to tie the shoe. A few hours pass and she takes me out. After hours of torture in what feels like a 300 degree smelly shoe. She picks me up with two fingers and places me on a piece of tape. I struggle.
"I'll be right back foot pet" She says. I scream and struggle. I wiggle around and the tape falls on the chair. She comes back in with no socks on and walks toward the chair. She doesn't see me on the table. She panics and looks around for me but after ten minutes gives up. Later that night, she undresses unaware that I'm still on the chair. She sits down on top of me. I struggle to breath. She stands up taking me with her. I'm stuck to her bare ass cheek as she puts on pants. I'm gonna be here a while
