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Frank was regretting his choice he made. He was sentence to twenty-five years prison time, but his lawyer offered him the plea deal where the prison time would be changed to twenty-five years in community service at the judge's choosing. He didn't want to go to jail and choose to take the plea deal. He now wished he hadn't. He didn't know what community service the judge had chosen for him for the next twenty-five years.

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Drake saw that one customer at his bar. The guy had been coming just about every night with several of his friends. He was glad when his friends came, because they would pick up his drinks. Yet, when he came alone, it was a hassle. The guy would pay sometimes, but other times he wanted it on his tab with a promise to pay next time. This was getting old especially when all others would pay for their drinks up front.

Nate came to the bar like he normally does. He checked his wallet and saw his cash as a little short. The bartender would put it on my tab, he thought to himself. "Three shots of rum, please." He placed his order.

Drake looked at Nate, "are you paying this time or by tab." He asked him before pouring the drinks.

"Cash is a little short tonight. Put it on my tab. I will pay tomorrow when I come back." Nate said, waiting on his shots.

Drake poured the shots and slid them over to Nate. This was the last time for doing any tab for him. He poured another drink, but added something a little extra to it without Nate noticing. He waited for Nate to finish the three shots. "On the house for this one." He smiled as he slid the shot glass over to him.

"Thanks," Nate took the final shot down. A few minutes later he started to feel strange. "I need to go to the restroom." He said as he got up. He could tell something wasn't right. When he finally made it, things got even worse. The bathroom was empty, but it was getting larger by the second. He was confused, until reality set in. He was in fact shrinking in size. He hoped no one would come in until he figured why he was shrinking.

Drake walked in a restroom five minutes later. It was empty. He looked around and finally saw what he was looking for. A 3" tall Nate was cowering in a corner of the restroom. He laughed at first and then smiled.

Nate had barely avoided being stepped on by the last guy who came into the restroom. The guy didn't even see him down by his shoes. He didn't know how he was going to survive this new experience. When he heard giant foot steps again, he got scared. He looked up to see it was the kind bartender. "Nate, you got to help me. I was shrunken somehow." He screamed, hoping to get his attention. Yet, what he got he wasn't expecting. The bartender laughed at first and then smiled. It was like he was looking for him. "Please help me!" He pleaded.

Drake reached down and held Nate between his fingers before placing him in the palm of his hand. "Oh, I will help you. I will put you in a safe place for sure." He smiled at the tiny guy trembling with fear.

"Thank you, I really appreciate this. I don't know how I was shrunken, but I appreciate the help." Nate said, feeling a little relieved. Being in the giant's hand still was a little scary. But the bartender was always nice to him. There was a little trust there.

Drake picked up Nate with his fingers. He licked his lips and rubbed his belly. "I wonder how you will taste as I suck on you and swallow you." He had a smirk on his face.

"Wait, suck on me and swallow me?" Nate paused as a new fear set in. One that was worse than being crushed unknowingly under a stranger's shoe. "But you said you were going to put me in a safe place." He pleaded for an explanation. He didn't want to be eaten one bit.

"Yeah, my stomach. Time to go in, little guy." Drake lowered Nate into his mouth as the tiny was squirming in his grip. He dropped him in and sucked on him for a good thirty seconds before swallowing him whole. "You were tasty," he laughed as he walked out to the restroom to return to the bar. He could feel Nate struggling and squirming as he made his way down to his stomach. He returned to the bar as though nothing had happened, like it was a normal night at the bar.

Nate found that the more he struggled, the worse it got. He soon landed in Drake's stomach. He was so shocked the nice bartender would cruelly eat him. He continued to squirm in all that stomach acid that was starting to burn his skin. "Let me out, please!" He screamed, but all he could hear was the muffled sounds of the music outside the body he was trapped in.

Drake enjoyed the squirming, but knew soon it would be over. His tiny snack would be digested before the night was over.

The acid was starting to burn his skin even more. "Someone help me! I don't want to be digested! I will pay for my bar tab for sure!" Nate continued to scream and squirm in Drake's stomach that was tightening on and around him as the acid burned his skin.

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Anonymous story request

Blake was so tired of his cocky roommate. He was always bringing his girls over every weekend. Many times he would bring home someone different. He would boast about his straightness to way too many times. Others times he would shove his ass in his face on purpose to tease him because he knew he was gay. He wanted to flaunt it a lot of times to show what kind of ass he would never get. It started to get annoying. Blake decided he would get him back for all of that.

One Friday evening, while Xander had brought home one of his girls, Blake on purpose called her the name of another girl Xander was talking with. That one spark started an argument between the young lady and Xander. The end result was her getting a taxi and going back home. Seeing the angry look on Xander's face was priceless. He rather enjoyed that moment. Blake went to watch a TV show in the living room, pleased with himself for ruining Xander's night. Soon, Xander came and stood in front of the TV, blocking his view. The expression on his face shown he wasn't in a good mood after what had happened.

"You think you're pleased with yourself, don't you?" Xander asked rhetorically. "I know you did that on purpose." He added with a cocky smirk on his face. .

"I don't know what you are talking about. I thought that was here name." Blake said, trying to make an innocent look on his face. The moment was still priceless to him. Ruining the cocky roommate's night was the highlight for sure. "Anyway, I am sure she will be back to you before the weekend is over." He added with a smile on his face, knowing sure well that she won't.

"I see this is rather funny to you." Xander spoke, not amused at his roommate's antics. It took a lot of talking just to get her to hang out with him. The expression on his face shown that he wasn't amused at all.

"Maybe," Blake shrugged his shoulders innocently while enjoying every moment.

"Okay, you had your fun, now it's my turn." Xander paused as he took off his pants revealing his white underwear. "We will see how amused you are when I get finished." He took off his underwear and approached Blake.

"Hey?! What are you planning?" Blake asked confused. He saw a smirk on Xander's face that he didn't like.

"Oh you will see." Xander spoke as he pulled Blake closer to the floor to where the back of his head was now resting on the seat of the couch. He then turned around and sat down, make sure his ass was resting directly on his face. He then sat comfortably with his back against the chair as he grabbed the tv remote to change the station to something he wanted to watch. "I may as well enjoy a good show while testing out a new seat cushion." He laughed while being amused at Blake's attempt to get him off. He was always stronger than his gay roommate.

"Hey! Get off!" Blake muffled under Xander's ass. He struggled, but his roommate was to strong for him. He now wished he went to the gym more than a few times a month. "I am not a seat cushion." He muffled even more.

"Not from my point of view." Xander laughed. "But don't worry, you won't be a seat cushion for long. I think a toy would be better." He laughed again as he did his magic while rubbing his ass all over Blake's face with enjoyment. He could feel his magic taking effect on his temporary seat cushion.

Blake struggles started to feel strange. It felt like he was getting even weaker by the second. Yet, it wasn't just that only. It was also like Xander's ass was getting larger along with the couch for some reason. He couldn't place it, but something was seeming really off about the whole situation beyond the utter humiliation of being sat on. "You had your fun, now get off!" He muffled as his voice was being absorbed into Xander's ass. He could hear him laughing above while continuing to watch one of his favorite shows.

"I can barely hear what you are saying." Xander laughs. He stands up briefly to look at Blake who was shrinking quite well under his ass. "As to my fun, my fun has just begun. You are slowly becoming a toy. A butt toy." He laughed and sat back down without a care, laying back on the back of the couch. He rubbed his ass over Blake's face to find a comfortable position. "Ah, that's perfect." He said as he applied more pressure to the right position. He could feel the shrinking of Blake intensifying even more as his soon to be butt toy struggled even more.

Blake realized too late what was going on. It wasn't that Xander's ass was getting larger, but he himself was actually shrinking. He knew he would be utterly trapped if he didn't get free. The more he shrunk the weaker he was getting to ever escape the clutches of the giant ass sitting on top of him.

Xander would check on his progress from time to time, all the while belittling him for getting smaller and smaller. Soon, he saw that Blake was only just two inches tall from his former size. "Wow, you are no longer a seat cushion. Now you're a butt toy." He laughed as he picked him up a stuffed him in his ass cheeks and sat back down. He could feel the tiny guy squirming. He squeezed his ass cheeks to apply more pressure on his butt toy.

"Keep squirming, little toy. It feels good." Xander laughs even more, enjoying his torment in his ass.

Blake's squirming was to no avail. He was trapped. The more he squirmed, the more Xander applied tighter pressure. It was like he as purely enjoying his captured toy in his ass. He wasn't giving up just yet. He continued to squirm in complete darkness between Xander's ass cheeks.

Xander was getting excited the more his butt toy squirmed. He started jerking in rhythm to his butt toy's squirming. He was soon hard as a rock from his excitement. Hot sperm spilt out of his cock as he let out a sigh from the release. He felt his butt toy had shrunken even more than before inside his ass cheeks. He smiled with at the prospect of what to do next with his butt toy. He stands up and pulls Blake from between his ass cheeks.

"Wow, you are even smaller than before." Xander smirked.

"No more please." Blake pleaded laying on the giant hand holding him. "I want my normal size back. I can't go back to my room at this size." He continued to plead to his giant roommate. "You had your fun, so put me back to normal size. I promise to stay in my room next time you bring your lady friends by." He pleaded even more. The last thing he wanted was to be put back inside his former prison.

"That actually gives me a good idea." Xander had big smirk on his face. "You need a room appropriate for your current size. A room that would be safe for you, I think." He looked down at the now half of inch roommate. He spread one ass cheek and took Blake and shoved him into his hole feet first. He pushed him in further and further until only Blake's head remained out. "All that squirming and you still couldn't get free." He laughed at Blake still squirming in his ass hole, knowing he would never get out on his own. He was trapped and all his now. He let go of his butt cheek, trapping Blake inside. He then put his underwear on. He got up to go to his bedroom after turning off the tv. He then remembered one lady he could invite over. He started to text her from his phone.

Blake was utterly trapped in darkness in Xander's ass hole. No amount of squirming was going to get him out. He was at Xander's mercy whether he liked it or not. "Dude, let me out! It's no fun in here! Can you hear me?!" He yelled but only saw that Xander's ass cheeks blocked out any sound from escaping. His captor didn't hear a single word he said. All he could do was to squirm to get his attention, hoping Xander would change his mind and let him.

Xander saw that the young lady was coming over and was excited to spend time with him. He didn't have to worry about any annoying roommate ruining his good time now. And if anyone asked about Blake, he would just say he left one day and didn't come back. He could feel him squirming in his ass. It felt really good.

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Officer Trey Jackson was so glad that the department was given the new shrink guns to use on duty. It made aprehending suspects so much easier and sometime more fun, too.

"Yes, Sir, the thief didn't get far. Everything seem to be accounted for." Trey spoke to his sargent over the phone. He felt the tiny thief strugging under his sweaty socked foot.

"Come on, untie me, please." Tony pleaded with his face baried in the rank sock of the police officer. The ropes had him bound to the socked foot. "I promise I won't steal from another store ever again." He continued to plead his case.

Trey ignored the tiny thief's pleas for mercy. "I will be bringing him in shortly, Sir." He spoke annd hung up the phone. He looked down at the tiny tied to his foot. "Looks like I don't really need to rush to bring you in. There is more to patrol just yet." He laughed as he lifted his foot towared his shoe.

"Please don''t do this. Make me normal size again. I promise I won't run this time." Tony pleaded. The smell of the officer's socks was bad enough. He could image the shoe smelled even worse. He didn't want to be trapped inside of it. "I really won't run, I promise." He pleaded, practically begging the officer not to put his shoe on.

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"Wow, you really did survive in there. I honestly expected you to be crushed." Avery said, looking down at his tiny roommate at his giant feet. Ron had been shrunken down to 5" tall and bet that he could survive under his foot the entire day. He took him up on that bet and had him in his sock. He did errands and even worked out with Ron trapped in his sock the entire time. There were a few times he could feel him squirming, but he would stomp on him to get him to stop. All that squirming was giving him a hard on. Having a tiny roommate completely at his mercy under his foot was kind of a turn on.

"I told you I would survive. I took a durability formula. It supposed to make me somewhat indestructible." Ron spoke. "I need to fully test it for the military. Being trapped under your foot was the extreme test, but it worked. I can now report my findings." He added.

"What's the rush? They can hold out a little longer for your results." Avery suggested. He rather enjoyed having Ron so tiny and at his mercy. It was like having a tiny living toy rather than a plastic one. "I think we can have a little more fun with you at this size." He added.

"It was only for a day. That was the deal. Now use my device to make me normal size again." Ron asked, waiting to be back to his old size again. Being stuck under Avery's foot was no picnic. The foot odor was strong, and it was painful with each step. The durability formula kept his bones from breaking. If it wasn't for that, he would be a bloody stain on the bottom of his roommate's foot.

"So, without me using your device, you would remain this size? Is that what you are saying?" Avery ironically asked Ron with a twisted grin on his face.

"You already know that. I can't make myself back to my full height again. Remember, it was you who helped shrink me." Ron said, getting a little annoyed. He had been tiny for a full twenty-four hours. Avery even slept with him trapped in his sock on his foot.

"So, it's my discretion then, right?" Avery teased again, enjoying the annoyed look on his tiny roommate's face. He was enjoying the power he had over him. It was like Ron was his toy for as long as he wanted and there was nothing, he could do about it. He like that fact.

"What are you getting at?" Ron asked his giant roommate.

"It's my discretion as to when you regain your size, is the point." Avery brought out this main idea he was trying to convey. "Not yours, since you need my help to use your device." He added. He loved the power and control he had over the tiny toy before him.

"Okay, that part is true, but enough is enough. It's now time to return my height." Ron tried to reiterate. He was tired of being 5" tall. He was still slightly shorter than Avery when back at his full height, but he wasn't tiny.

"No, not yet. I want to have a little more fun with my toy." Avery said as he put his sock back on. He unzipped his pants and pulled back the elastic band on his underwear. He picked up Ron and held him over his exposed crotch area. "Your new home for a little while." He smirked down at Ron.

"Don't you there do this, Avery. I warn you." Ron threatened even though he was tiny. He saw a big smirk on his roommate's face. His roommate let go. He dropped right into his underwear. He saw the elastic band go back, putting him in a musky dark prison with a cock and pubic hairs. He heard the zipper going back up. "No fair. Let me out right now." He squirmed and got entangled in some of the public hair on top of his cock. The more he squirmed, the more he got stuck. He began to feel Avery's cock getting hard the more he squirmed.

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"Man, your socks really reek. You should wash them." Nate complained as he picked up loose socks that were thrown all over the college dorm room. He was tired of cleaning up after his messy dormmate. "Also clean up your own clothes. It almost smells like a gym locker room in here." He further added.

"I will clean it up when I get ready. Besides, my socks don't stink. It's the heavenly smell of a strong alpha jock." Davey smirked at his nerd dormmate who is always studying. "Once you get used to it, I think you will love it." He added with a laugh.

"I never will get used to your stench. Just clean up after yourself and wash your socks, okay." Nate almost demanded at the end. He was tired of the stench stinking up the room and cleaning up behind him.

"I think I know how I can help both of us." He paused as an idea entered his mind. "You will get used to my alpha jock scent and stop complaining about my socks." He added as he pulled out his phone. He put in the setting and pointed his phone camera at Nate.

"How is that going to happen?" Nate asked sarcastically. He had no intentions of getting used to that stench of his foul-smelling socks. He saw the light of Davey's cell phone shining on him and flashing several times. He thought at first that he was snapping a picture of him, but he was that he was wrong. When he opened his eyes, he was about 4" tall to a now giant-sized Davevy.

"Now to help you get used to my alpha sock scent," Davey said with a smirk on his face. He quickly grabbed Nate off the floor and carried him over to his bed and placed him there.

"What are you going to do with me?" Nate asked, scared to know the answer. He didn't like how much Davey was enjoying seeing him at this small size. He also could tell that he had a devioius plan up his sleeve, and he wasn't going to like it.

"Oh, you will see." Davey laughed as he pulled out a roll of tape. He tore off three small pieces as he looked at Nate with an almost devilish smile.

Nate knew exactly what he was planning just then. He really wasn't going to like it. He decided to run away before he had the chance. He jumped off his bed to try to get away but was immediately caught in Davey's hand mid jump.

"Oh no you don't. You aren't getting away that easy," Davey said as he pressed Nate up against the sole of his sock. He took the three stripes of tape and applied them to the back of Nate, securing him to his rank sock. "Now, enjoy my sock for a while." He laughed sat at his desk and propped up his foot. He could feel a little squirming on the bottom of his sock. "Squirm all you want. That tape is too strong for you at your tiny size."

Nate couldn't move much or get away from the musky rank sock. He was face-first into the sole of his sock. Every breath he took was nothing but rank foot odor. He wanted to gag, but honestly, that would make it worse. He had no chance of fresh air.

"Let me go, please. I won't complain anymore." Nate pleaded, but his words were muffled by the sock in his face. Davey didn't hear him. All he could feel was the squirming that he did. Even that didn't break him free of the tape. He was stuck. He thought, It really can't get worse than this.

Davey looked at his watch and saw the time. He was supposed to meet up with some of his buddies in fifteen minutes. He quickly grabbed his sneakers and proceeded to put them on without thinking. As he tied his shoestrings, he felt aggressive squirming under his foot. He then remembered he had taped Nate to his sock. "I guess you have to come along with me." He laughed as he got up and left the dorm room.

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Irvin had an older brother who had served in the army and retired from it. So when his friend told him that he had joined the reserves, he joked him about it. Since the reserves didn't serve full time, they weren't considered worth the acknowledgent of the regular army soldiers.

Pete didn't like how Irvin felt about his reserve duty schedule and wanted to show how much the reserves are worthy of respect. Prior to him leaving for his once a month weekend duty, he called Irvin over to his place to help him pack a few things in his duffle bag.

Irvin entered Pete's room. "What you need help packing for your cake weekend?" He joked at his friend. He then saw Pete shine his phone camera light at him. "What are you doing now?" He assked. A few seconds later, he saw the room and Pete getting larger and larger. By the time he realized what happened, he was too late to stop it. He had been shrunking down to an ince tall.

Pete laughed, looking down at his now one inch tall friend. "You're was what I needed to pack. But I am going to put you in a special place. You're coming with me for my drill weekend." He continued to laugh as he picked him up and dropped him into one of his boots. "Don't worry, you'll wll survive in there. I also suggest you stay in my boot all weekend. You might now want anyone else seeing you." He put his boot on his feet and finished getting ready. He could feel his tiny body under his socked foot. He knew he ws going to have a fun weekend on base for sure.

Irvin was shocked his friend had shrunken him and put him in his stinky boot. He was crushed under his socked toes as Pete walked around in his boots. He definitely didn't want anyone one else seeing his tiny form. He really had no choice but to make Pete's boot his home for the entire weekend. He thought to himself that it won't be too bad.

Irvin saw that his thought process was all wrong. it was a horrible weekend at the mercy of Pete' s socked foot. It was constantly crushing just about anywhere under his foot. The boot already stunk, but the sweaty sock made it a hundred times worse. There was no escape from being crushed and forced to smell the most disgusting odor he had ever sniffed. He had to breathe it all weekend long. The only fresh air he got was when Pete would take his boots off, but even that was limited. Pete would stuff his sweaty socks in the boot right afterward. He couldn't wait for this weekend of hell to be over.

Pete returned home from drill weekend. He removed the boot he kept Irvin in and tilt it over for Irvin to get out. He saw his tiny body come out and approached his giant foot. "I think you should kiss my foot and thank me for my service." He spoke from above.

Irvin grabbed and kissed his socked toes. He was so relieved to finally be out and breathe fresh air. "I respect your service in the reserves now. I want to be normal size again." He requested and acknowledged. He waited for him to return him back to normal.

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Ivan's life had a big change ever since he admitted how much he wanted to worship his jock roommate Charlie. Charlie had soon taken advantage of Ivan's submissiveness to worship him.

Charlie had Ivan doing all the chores around the place. He even had him cleaning his shoes with his tongue and worshipping his feet. He had treated his roommate like a plaything to use as he pleased.

Ivan decided that he wanted to stop being Charlie's toy. He refused to follow a command. "I said no. I won't do it. I am not an object for your purpose or pleasure."

Charlie looked angrily at Ivan. "You been my toy for at least a year now, and you suddenly won't to quit?" He asked.

"Yes, I am done with this." Ivan declared with no hesitation and arms folded to see that he meant business.

"I see. Well, If you refuse to obey, then I really have to make you a toy for real." Charlie spoke and smiled back. He took out his phone and opened up his TF Pro Max app. He went to the added feature. He put in the setting for 5" tall. He then pointed the camera at Ivan and hit the flash.

Ivan saw a bright light flash from the phone camera. He was temporarily blinded. When he opened his eyes, he saw his whole point of view had been drastically changed. He saw the entire room was large. Charlie looked like a giant to his current size. Before he could realize what would happen next, he saw Charlie's giant hand reach down and grab him. He tried to break free from his grip, but he was too weak against a giant.

"Awww, so funny, looking at you trying to get away." Charlie laughed as he pulled back the elastic band on his underwear and dropped Ivan inside them. "Now, you really are my toy." He grabbed hold his cock with Ivan next to it. He began to jerk, rubbing Ivan close to his cock. Feeling the tiny rubbing up against this cock felt so good. It wasn't long before hot cum burst out. Some of it fell on this tiny toy. He laughed as he felt Ivan squirming in his grip.

Ivan felt hot cum cover him. He was powerless as Charlie used him to jack off. He couldn't escape his grip or his underwear. He heard had Charlie had put on some shorts, trapping him in his underwear. The more he squirmed, he harder his roommate's cock got hard. It was like he was enjoying him being trapped in his underwear.

Charlie enjoyed the squirming of his toy in his underwear. The more he squirmed, the hotter it felt keeping him stuck there. Only if Ivan had obeyed him. It didn't matter now. He was toy for him to play with for real this time.

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Later that day, Ivan was relieved when he was finally removed out of Charlie's underwear. He still was powerless in his roommate's hand. He was literally treating him like a toy, no longer a person or even a human being. "Let me go!" He screamed as he struggled to get out of his grip.

"No way, toy. Your life is mine to do with as I please. And you're a lot of fun to play with." Charlie laughed. He dropped Ivan on the couch in his favorite spot.

Ivan figured what was coming next. He tried to run, but he was too late. Charlie's ass plopped right on top of him. He was trapped under his underwear.

Charlie turned on a movie he had been wanting to see for a while. He saw the movie was 2 hours and 57 minutes long. He then let out a nasty fart. He felt Ivan squirming underneath him.

Ivan smelled the foulest scent ever. It was completely all around him. He squirmed to get to some fresh air. He squirmed and squirmed until his head poked out from beneath Charlie's underwear. He gasps for fresh air to fill his lungs.

Charlie saw tiny Ivan's head and arms sticking out from under his underwear. "No way you are getting away little toy. Get back under there. I have a three-hour movie to watch." He laughed as he pushed Ivan back under him. He then moved his butt around to make sure the tiny couldn't get back out again.

Ivan found himself trapped again. This time he was completely stuck with no way out. Soon there was another gaseous fart, which smelled worse than the first one. After thirty minutes of being under his ass, he saw Charlie get up.

Charlie reached over and grabbed the duct tape he had left on the table the previous day. He took off a little piece. It was just enough to hold his little toy down while he got a snack to watch his movie. He placed the duct tape on Ivan. He then went to get his snack.

The duct tape was too strong for him. He was bound to the couch. He needed to get free before Charie returned. Every attempt to get free was futile. He just wasn't strong enough at his current size. He soon saw Charlie returning with a tray of snacks. Charlie looked down at him smiling before he turned around and sat down. He found himself back in total darkness under his roommate's ass one more time.