A Home for the Homeless By s0larpower3d Watch

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John was a talented young attorney who worked downtown. Recently graduated from a prestigious university, he felt like he had his whole life ahead of him, and it was looking bright. Every day on his way to work he passed a homeless girl in the train station, with morning coffee in hand he would drop some loose change into her cup and head on his way.



Lisa was young a woman, cast out from his mother’s home and trying her best to live a life on the streets. She worked what odd jobs she could, and took what was given to her, but she had not managed to get back on her feet. She walked barefoot through the train station begging for help from kind strangers.



As a person often invisible to others, Lisa found herself more in tune to things others were not. Nanos, the shrunken people cursed with RCD were often spoken of in public, but the Type II nanos, those unfortunate souls who shriveled away to tiny gray humanoids were all but forgotten. In her time at the station Lisa had stumbled upon two scared little gray nanos. With kindness she placed the little beings between her titanic toes where they could seek warmth and what little morsels of food they could find. Certainly not an ideal life, but a merciful one.



One morning John the attorney paused by Lisa, leaning over with pain as he felt his body sweat and convulse with fever. As the young man passed out Lisa helped prop him up against the graffiti covered wall. Over the next few hours, with shock and amazement, Lisa watched as John shriveled away to become one of the gray little nanos.



John awoke with a shock, in a body he didn’t recognize, in a world he didn’t recognize. He looked up into the looming face of the homeless girl he passed every morning, now a giantess, miles high. He attempted to scream but no voice escaped his new mouth. The girl picked him up, gingerly and looked him over before placing him between her toes. She wiggled her digits prompting her other two companions to scurry over to John.



John was overwhelmed by the absolute stench of Lisa’s feet, the air was warm and sticky, absolutely reeking of fetid cheese and vinegar. He struggled to maintain his footing, leaning against her second toe which from his perspective appeared to be a skyscraper. With shock he watched the two other gray beings like himself, deftly climb across her dirty soles and between her toes, slurping up pools of sweat and greedily shoving globs of toejam into their mouths.



Parched, John took the cue as to how he was meant to survive in this new world. He crawled between the pits of Lisa’s toes and sunk his lips to a pool of sweat. He gagged as he slurped up the salty liquid, wiping his mouth. Lisa wiggled her toes happily that her newest bit of toe jam seemed to be fitting in just well.



Though John was still sick and panicked from his new perspective he continued to follow the lead of the other two gray beings. Over time John would forget his name, the only thoughts that crossed his mind would be survival. He would spend days stuck in place between Lisa’s toes as toejam built all around him, sealing his fragile body in place. Other days he would scurry over the wide expanse of her dirt stained soles to scavenge for droplets of sweat, dead skin, and toe jam.



The giantess Lisa would rarely pay attention to her current crop of human toejam, confident that her ripe toes and soles would supply them with all they needed to live. However she was always on the lookout to provide other nanos a new home, after all she did have a whole other foot to offer.

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Published : Nov 23, 2016