Run For Your Life: A Shrunken Man/Body Exploration Story
Hey everyone!!
I have been going through some old stories, and came across this one from five years ago. I really enjoyed writing this story, and it still remains a favorite. The story is called 'Run For Your Life.'
So, I hope you enjoy it, whether it be the first time you have read it, or are just revisiting it. Tags include SM, Body Exploration, and Slight Vore. Without further adieu: Run For Your Life!
Trevor awoke with a pain in his chest.
His memory was vague as to what he had done the previous night. All of it was a blur. He remembered going home from work, and then going to the club around the corner, but after that…nothing.
He tried to roll over but found he was unable. Whatever was causing him pain was also holding him immobile. He slowly opened his eyes.
It took all of his will power not to scream in terror. He thrashed but could barely move from his position. He twisted himself around so he could see where he was.
He was being held between the toes of the largest woman he had ever seen. Her face grinned at him from off in the distance. “Rise and shine, little one,” she greeted in a voice like thunder. “I’m glad to see you are awake.”
Trevor was beside himself with fear. This had to be some kind of dream. This kind of thing just didn’t happen.
She brought her foot closer to her face. “Stop fighting, little one; you will need all of your strength and energy for what is to come.” She ran a massive finger over his head. “I just need you to remain calm until your…competitor wakes up.”
‘Competitor? What the hell is this?’ Trevor wasn’t sure he wanted to know what was going on. Looking around for a method of escape, he spied another man in a similar position in the opposite foot. As he looked, Trevor noticed the other man was starting to stir.
“Oh, good!” The woman squealed excitedly. “You are both awake, let’s get started!” She sat up on the bed, causing our worlds to be twisted as she moved her feet closer together.
Looking at their warden, Trevor had to admit she was a beautiful woman. She wore only a white T-shirt that hung loosely on her body, and a pair of tight black panties. Her skin had an almost cocoa hue to it, as she smiled at them with full, luscious lips.
“So, here is the deal: I like games. But I have been around long enough to have gotten bored with just about every sport there is. So, I have started making my own games of skill and endurance.” She leaned her face down closer to them. “Thanks to my investigative research, I know you are both excellent runners.” She looked directly at me. “Trevor Jones: Winner of two half marathons, and previous cover story for Runner’s World magazine.” She turned to her other foot. “Wallace Metz: Olympic gold medalist, and often referred to as one of the greatest distance runners in history. I wish both of you the best of luck.”
She laid back on the bed, her legs sliding out with us still grasped in her toes. “I have enough elixir to grow only one of you back to your original size. The first of you to make your way down my legs, under my shirt, through my chest, and up to kiss my lips, will get the prize. I expect a fair race-No dirty tricks to gain advantages.” She grinned again. “Believe me, I will be watching you every step of the way. Well…” She groped her massive breasts. “I will be watching you most of the way. When you get up here, you will be hard for me to see.” She giggled, causing her whole body to shake.
I looked over at Wallace. If I could catch his attention, maybe we could team up and try to find some way of escaping or calling for help. But he looked determined, flexing his body in between her toes; stretching muscles in preparation.
“The loser,” she continued, “will have forfeited their entire old life. They will live to please me: rubbing my feet after a long day of work, keeping me company during work: stuff like that.” She smiled again. “Believe me, I have a lot of rough days at the hospital. It will be great to have one of you with me.”
I shuddered as I looked back towards the face of the woman: the finish line glistening pink and welcoming. “All right, when I release you, the race will begin. A word of warning though, I may have a surprise or two in store for you.”
Without warning her whole body rolled over, leaving her on her stomach and the two men shook up considerably. “I will slowly roll back to my back when the first of you reaches my butt. So, try to keep up with each other, at least at first.” The toes relaxed, and the two of them were free.
They were off! Trevor started to work himself into a groove as he made his way towards her heel. Wallace, meanwhile, was off to an early lead, already making his way over the massive heel. Trevor gasped and poured on some more energy, climbing up the heel as quick as he could.
Wallace had clearly had some trouble. As Trevor made it over the heel, the vast legs of his mistress unrolled before him like a highway, he could see he was neck-in-neck with his competition. He worked himself into a rhythm as he made his way down the length of her toned thigh, heading towards the valley that made up the back of her knee cap.
As they both crossed their respective valleys, the entire course seemed to shake. “Careful,” her voice echoed around them. “I am slightly ticklish.”
“Oh come on!” The yell was coming from Trevor’s left, and he turned to see Wallace having stopped to complain. Desperate to gain a lead, Trevor pressed on as he worked his way up the back of her hip. The going was tough, as the farther up he went, the softer the ground became beneath his feet. Trying to take into account the extra bounce each step caused, he stumbled and fell, his face pressing into her warm skin.
“Hmmm….That feels nice….” Rolling his eyes, Trevor pulled himself back to his feet and continued on. The lace-coated plateau loomed before him as he worked himself back up to speed.
Looking to his left, his heart sank as Wallace crossed onto the slope of her massive butt. He sprinted, knowing if he didn’t catch up, chances were high that he would be crushed beneath her.
Sure enough, the whole of the course seemed to suddenly rotate. Trevor sprinted, trying to turn his body with the roll of hers. He looked to see Wallace was crossing the surface of her massive butt, diving for the lacy pattern along the side that Trevor was approaching. Knowing he had to time it perfectly, Trevor made a glorious flying leap, clinging on to the textured hem of the massive pair of panties.
Using an agility he didn’t know he possessed, Trevor climbed along the hem, and soon found himself on the top of her leg, the massive woman now laying on her back. He started to run anew over the sleek, lacy surface, on his way to the lower hem of her shirt.
The shirt ballooned before him, revealing her toned stomach. He took off again as Wallace started to gain behind him.
He made no effort to look behind him. He didn’t want to know how close Wallace was. He simply looked ahead, trying not to stare at the massive mounds in the distance…Or the face smiling between them.
Suddenly, as he grew level with the canyon of cleavage before him, he was tackled from behind. His body slammed into the massive underside of the woman’s left breast, causing the air to rush out of him.
“Boys?” the woman asked with concern. “I can’t see what is going on in there…”
Wallace kneeled down beside Trevor, the look on his face one of pain. “I’m sorry about this, man...But I need to win this.” He grabbed Trevor’s foot and twisted it sharply.
Trevor screamed in pain, but at his diminutive size the large woman could not hear him. He gasped as he rolled over on hands and knees, looking up as Wallace started to run anew, making his way through the valley before them…
Pulling himself to his feet, Trevor tested his leg. As it touched the ground, pain shot through his body. Trying to ignore the pain, he started to hobble along. His chances were slim, but he couldn’t give up…
By some miracle, he made it to the v-cut of her shirt in time to see Wallace crossing the white of her neck. As she looked at him, her eyes widened and she brought up a hand, grasping Wallace from his tracks. Her other hand came towards him, gently scooping him up.
As she held them in her hands, Trevor could feel her moving beneath them as she sat up. She brought them to her face, a look of worry on her features. She gently dumped Wallace next to me in her hand and brought us close to her face.
“Trevor, would you mind telling me what happened? Did Wallace attack you?”
Wallace immediately went on the offensive. “He fell and twisted his ankle, you crazy bitch! I won fair and square. Now, give me the elixir and let me out of here!”
Her eyes never left Trevor during Wallace’s outburst. She looked closer at him; all Trevor could do was nod. “He twisted my ankle.”
“You fucker!” Wallace seethed, as he started to move towards him. His progress was stopped quickly when he was grabbed by the woman with her free hand.
Trevor watched in horror as Wallace kicked and cussed as he was held way above the woman’s head. “I told you I wanted a fair race,” she sighed sadly. “This happened last time to: Someone thought they could cheat.” She glared at him. “This is the last time you will cheat in any kind of race.”
She released him, and Trevor nearly screamed in terror as Wallace fell downward towards her face, her mouth hanging open like a large fissure in the Earth. Wallace’s tiny screams and curses were cut off abruptly as her mouth closed around him, swallowing him instantly.
Trevor watched as she swallowed, her neck convulsing as Wallace’s tiny body went down her throat to his final resting place. She looked back down at him and smiled. “It’s ok now, Trevor.”
She gently rolled out of the bed and stood up. She carried him across the room to a large glass tank. Within, Trevor could see a pair of beds, one of them occupied. She gently lowered him into the empty bed and stepped back with a smile.
“There. You should be comfortable there for a few weeks. My medical training should serve you well.” She gently closed the lid on the tank. “Once you and your new roommate are all recovered and ready to go, we can run a race between the two of you. Same rules apply. The winner will get the reversal.”
She turned away, slipping off her shirt and getting dressed in a pair of scrubs. Before she left, she turned back to face us.
“I have to go now. Try to get along, ok?”
The race was just beginning…
The End?
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