Andrew

When Andrew, a vocal opponent of shrinkee rights, found out that his girlfriend had a tiny 20 year old son named Jake that she loved and treated like a full-sized man, he knew that he'd have to show them both the proper way to treat tinies. Now married, Andrew had taken over as the disciplinarian for Jake, and his wife had fallen in line with his beliefs. Jake had been under Andrew's feet 24/7 since his mother left on a business trip three weeks ago. Andrew had the nightly video chat with his wife when she asked to see her son, Lifting his foot, he showed tiny Jake off to the camera. "He's doing fine; I'm keeping him out of trouble, don't worry!" Andrew smiled and put his foot back on the ground, trapping Jake between the dirty floor and sweaty foot. "But we should probably get going. It's almost dinner time for the little runt, thankfully. Seeing the toe jam between my toes was starting to annoy me... I'm sure Jake's down there mouth watering from hearing me talk about it!" Andrew laughed with his wife while rubbing his foot on the ground. "Ya know, maybe when you get back, I should put a baby in you that won't grow up to shrink and eat toe Jam?" There was a pause, but then Jake heard a zipper being unzipped. Jake couldn't tell what was happening, but he could feel his stepdad's foot rock back and forth as he breathed louder. He knew what was happening. He silently sobbed and just prayed for it to be over quickly... even knowing that next he'd be eating his stepdad's toejam for dinner.