The little ball gag forced him to breathe through his nose as he tugged at the restraints that held his wrists and ankles together to no avail. His little brown eyes gazed up to Angie as she finished tightening the last of his restraints, happily standing back up over Mathew's little body on the floor as she aimed her tiny camera-phone down to him and took a quick 'Snap' to send to all of her friends. 'Getting ready for some fun!' the black bar read as she giggled, her eyes locked on the digital display screen. She saved the snap herself so that she could remember this little bug. There were others that had fallen beneath her feet, but not many of them had such a drive and fetish for them! He was pure internet gold, and her friends were eating up all of the snaps she had sent involving the tiny's tiny pet.

"You're going to love this..." She cooed down to the little blue-haired tiny as she crouched back down to pick him up. She didn't take him by his waist or his arms, instead choosing to pinch his blue hair between her index finger and thumb. As he was lifted into the air, he couldn't stabilize himself by grabbing his own hair to help keep some of the pressure off of his scalp. It felt like the strands were going to rip out of their roots as his entire body weight fought against him.

She was not careful with him at all. As she walked across the floor, she casually swung him back and forth by his hair. He whimpered through the gag, the pain only serving to fuel the arousal that had also been tied up by a bit of unnecessary rope to keep pressure on it. After a few minutes of travel, the overwhelming smell of feet filled Mat's little nose...

He gazed back to her as she held him over the opening to the shoe, the musky waves of heat and stench overpowering his nostrils. Huge pulses of pleasure washed over his little body as he watched her bring her camera phone back up to aim toward him, still outstretched in her grip over the mouth of her friend's shoe. It was hilarious to the little girl! She snickered and chuckled as she got the perfect snap of him being held over the mouth of Sam's footwear, just seconds before her fingertips parted and he plummeted into the musky prison.

She was patient... Mathew had no choice but to breathe through his nose as he lay in the heel section of Sam's shoe, roasting in the heat and overwhelming stench that surrounded him. His eyes watered, his lungs burned... Each breath was a blast of pleasure overwhelming his little mind. It was incredibly hard to focus and incredibly difficult to keep a steady train of thought. He'd been in a few situations like this before and lasted years, but even that didn't make it any easier to bear. It was impossible to simply get used to this type of overwhelming sensation... The amount of stimulation he was receiving simply by being inside of her shoe was inhuman.

Then, She came. Angie watched with joy as Sam slipped her foot into one of the shoes and Mat looked up to the red-headed goddess that stood high above him. She didn't even look down to the shoe he was in as her sweaty toes lifted over the opening, blocking out the light above. A quick, jarring shift in the shoe slid Mathew's body deep into the darkness toward the toe section, forcing him to lay on his side as he watched her toes slide in across the damp insole like a cat teasing its prey. As her heel slipped in, her toes came to rest over Mat's little body forcing him into the space beneath them... They gripped at him slightly, flexing over his body and forcing his arousal deep into the flesh between her digits.

The sensation was maddening, yet familiar.

Sam was far too lazy to actually remove the pebble she felt in her shoe, she had things to do... Angie quickly ran out from her cover as Sam began to walk away, bringing her camera up in selfie mode to get another snap of the action. She posed, giggling and laughing as she got the perfect shot of Sam walking away, her fingers tap-tap-tapping on the screen as she typed up the little snapchat message across the picture in the black bar.

*One Week Later*

Angie was diligent in her little game. Every night she would sneak in and check the bottom of Sam's feet to see if Mathew's body would show up. Days passed, and there was nothing to be seen. It was almost as though the little bug disappeared, even checking during her naps yielded no results. Mathew had been lucky... He always wound up getting caught safely beneath her toes inside of her shoe, and after days of the overwhelming smell and pleasure, he was a little mess. Sometimes she would wear socks of varying color, but it usually didn't help with the smell much... Trapped beneath her toes, until he slipped down.

Bound and gagged, he had no control of anything. The slick sweat helped him slide down just beneath her great toe as she took a step, the little one facing down as his arousal slid along the gross years-worth-of-sweat insole. That was the moment he finally ended his journey here... The next step was a rush of pain as he could hear his body crushing beneath her. Sam noticed the little pebble again beneath her foot, though it had popped like a small clump of dirt so it was hardly worth her time. The little one flattened out in an instant, his body compressing easily beneath the giantess' weight as she casually wandered the store gathering groceries...

Finally, Angie's diligence paid off! When Sam got home, she immediately put away any of the perishables and made her way over to the couch to take a long nap. She pulled her feet from her shoes, not bothering to check the bottom for anything, and simply went to lay down on the couch itself. Angie watched, and when she did, she noticed something...

A little red spot!

She quickly made her way onto the couch and over to Sam's feet, holding her nose as she approached the sweat-riddled skin. There he was... Flattened, with his arousal still sticking out from the pelt of skin that he had been reduced to. It was perfect! He'd survived such a long time roasting beneath Sam's toes, and now she finally had the last snap she needed to complete the little series of images she had been sending to her friends.

She happily posed next to the corpse, bringing her camera out for a selfie next to Sam's sole.