Requested for @cocotomnicole
Tom was bored one day at work, and was surfing the web, looking a different web sites. He then saw an advertisement for a website called sellyourself.com. He clicked on the link. In order to gain full access to the website, he had to create an account. Once he was set up, he was sent to the main page. He saw a tab that said property for sale. He clicked on it and saw many pictures of men and women with details under the pictures of each. Also under each picture, there was a dollar amount. Some had a lot under their name, and some had only a little.
Tom didn't really believe the site was for real. He wanted to prove that it wasn't. The thought that people were really selling themselves online was crazy. Yet it sparked his interest. He decided he would prove it was all false. He clicked on the tab "Up for Sale".
He posted a pic of himself taken a few months back. Tom then listed the information that was requested in the area under his picture. After everything was there, he was to decide how long the auction was to take place once posted. He decided that two weeks was a good enough time to prove this site was a hoax. The time frame was set. He then hit post.
Three days later, he had bids to purchase him coming in. The algorythem was set to take the highest bidder after the two weeks time frame had expired. Every day, Tom watched the bids come in, but still wasn't believing it was real.
At the end of the two weeks, the final bid was accepted. Username African alpha had won the bid for $2200. The delivery of the product was to take place in two days. Tom wondered how he was going to deliver himself, but only laughed it off as a joke.
Five hours later, Tom checked his bank account and saw a deposit of $2200 was there. The site truly wasn't a hoax. He had literally sold himself online to some stranger. He looked back on the website as for the delivery address, but there wasn't any. He decided he would figure out a way to get the money back to the stranger tomorrow, but there was no way he was going to turn himself over to some stranger to literally be owned as property.
Tom woke up the next morning feeling like things were a little off. He immediately noticed that he was not in the same bed as he slept in the night before, and his environment looked way different, extremely different. He saw he was in some cage, and his size was quite small to his environment. If he was to take a guess, he was approximately six inches tall to an otherwise normal environment. He scratches his head, wondering how he got to where he currently was and where he was exactly.
Tom hard loud foot steps, and saw a giant approaching the cage he was in. "Good, you are finally awake. I am sure you have questions." He heard the gaint speak. Tom had lots of questions in his mind, but the important ones first.
"Where am I?" Tom asked. The giant laughed at the first question. "Simple answer is my house and your new home. Remember I bought you for $2200. The website delivered you to me overnight." The giant's answer was not what he wanted to hear. He was delivered to the stranger who bought him while he slept. "Who are you?" Tom asked next. The handsome giant smiled. "My name is Eric, but you call me master or Master Eric." The giant answered back.
Tom had no intentions of calling this guy master. "I can give your money back to you, Eric, but in no terms are you my master." Tom spoke back defiantly. He saw Eric's facial expressions change. He saw Eric was not pleased.
"I don't want the money back now that I have my human pet, but I think I need to teach you a lesson in who is in charge of your tiny life. Remember you sold yourself online, and I bought you legally through the black web." Eric spoke as he left the room. Tom wondered what was going to happen to him next. The giant returned with a strange device in his hands. He placed it down, and retrieved him from his cage.
"I think a week getting to know my feet will change your mind." Eric spoke as he pointed the strange device at Tom. Before Tom could react, he felt himself grow in size. He thought he was going back to his normal height but found his assumption wrong. His body began to become soft as cotton. He knew exactly what he was becoming without Eric even telling him. His body split into two, and each half became a sock for size twelve foot.
Eric look down at a newly formed pair of socks. He slipt them on his feet with the slightest care. The comfort felt good. "I am going to wear you for the full week and then I will see if your attitude changes, little pet." He spoke to the socks and continued on with his day. He would treat the socks as normal socks as punishment for his attitude.
Tom was in constant pain as Eric wallked on him. Even just standing still was torment enough. He found all of his senses heighten beyond normal. His sense of smell and taste was the worst of the torture. The smell of his master's foot was strong. It wasn't a bad odor yet, but he knew that would change. The taste in particular was so salty. He was glad it wasn't sweaty yet. The entire time, it felt like the whole foot ws in his mouth. He literally had no choice but to taste it. Not to mention the tremendous pressure of being stepped on constantly. Tom thought it couldn't get any worse. He then found himself shoved into a stinky sneaker. He would have gagged if he had a physical mouth. The thought that he would have to endure this treatement for solid week made him think his mind might not survive the experience.
Eric decided to go to the gym to give his sock the full feet treatment for it's first day. Eric smiled at the thought of what his pet was about to endure. He was surly going to enjoy breaking that strong attitude of his pet now under his feet.
Tom initially didn't know what was happening above till the horrible taste of sweat was all over him, not to mention the foot odor increased to add to the stinky foot odor already in the sneaker. His mind was in sudden over load of his senses. He wanted out of this experience. He didn't want to be pair of socks anymore. He mentally begged his master to stop, but he didn't hear his thoughts. Tom was left down there to endure everything Eric put his feet through.
It was a long week for Tom. Eric wore him nearly 24/7. The only time he didn't wear him was to take a bath or shower. Tom was his socks for going to work, working out, hanging out with friends, and even while sleeping in bed. The state of Tom's mind was in flux. At the end of the week, Eric used his device and returned him to his six inch tall self. Immediately, Tom got to his knees. "You are my master." He spoke. Eric laughed as he saw his pet's strong will was completely broken after a solid week of comforting his feet. "Good." Eric spoke as he thought about all the fun he would have with his tiny pet.
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