>Day 1
>I got hired as a janitor at some high up place
>The janitor part sucks, but the pay is promising
>Starting work tomorrow night, so I am told
>Can't go tonight because I am suppose to memerise these demands
>They say failure to follow them will lead into much worse then being fired
>So on the safe side, I won't write this down with all the other stuff I do
>I feel like this journal stuff of my job will make it a lot more fun

>Day 2
>Really wish I had a car, but with how things are here it would be destoryed anyways
>So walking to work is all I can do
>Whatever, keeps me in shape
>Anyways I reached the place and got to work on time
>The halls were pretty dark, lights were flickering from time to time
>Looking for the janitor's closet was difficult, it wasn't even marked in anyway
>Only reason I found it was because of some short dude appearing in front of me after the lights went off for a while
>Scared me pretty bad, but I tried to remain calm and ask him where the janitor's closet was
>He showed me it and gave me the mop bucket to start working
>After that he laughed evilly once the lights went off and vanished
>If someone finds my journal after my death, you will know what happened

>Day 5
>Nothing exciting happened in the past few days that was worth noting
>Today the lights were fixed and they told me it was a harmless prank
>So good news is I'm not going to die
>Or so I hope
>I think they trust me enough to not kill me themselves
>That could just be hopeful me, since I have only worked here four days now
>At least I haven't told anyone anything secretive about the place yet
>Dunno who I'd tell anyways

>Day 7
>So the short dude from before told me not to worry about any noises I may have been hearing tonight
>Of course I worried greatly once he told me this, thanks asshole
>But it was just the giant robot they were fixing up
>Not really a secret on that one, they are just re-working some model called P.O.N.E.
>I'm still worried thanks to that creepy short guy
>Those horror movies I have seen prove to me you can't trust power tools in a science place at night
>By the way, cleaning is still the same
>Never really talked about it before, but it is real easy once you remember where stuff is
>Sometimes I luck out and don't have to clean a thing
>What a life

>Day 15
>Longest I have ever been without updating this thing
>Anyways, I have been told they will finish the new adjustment of the model in a couple of days
>They want me in there cleaning up once it is done
>I know nothing of the room so I can only pray it isn't that big
>Knowing my luck it will be
>Maybe they could increase my pay some more once I do this
>Or I could end up stuck in a room with a robot named P.O.N.E. and it starts spazzing out from the update to the model
>Really need to stop watching horror movies before going to work
>Another time

>Day 17
>The room is huge and everything is a mess, the workers must of thrown a party from how well it was worked
>That may of grabbed some attention if someone did find this journal of mine
>Or stole it
>Doesn't matter, the model they worked on is huge
>I think I saw this thing fighting evil monsters before it was being re-worked
>It was different from before though
>This new model had to be even bigger, maybe because it was standing on two feet
>Oh I get it, it was a Pony robot named P.O.N.E. as some code name
>Well that makes me see the difference now, it is more humanoid now
>Still a little horse, heh, but humanoid
>The model was sleeping the entire time I walked in there with my supplies
>Even when I left it slept, guess they turned it off or something
>Either way the model is killing me because of one big, no two big reasons
>It has a pair of almost lifelike feet
>The only thing missing from it was the little bit of wrinkles really
>Looked like two big, soft, pillowy cushions, the arches of the toes rested on a big, metal platform
>The view was heavenly, I would of gotten a closer look if not for my fear of losing the job
>And this kills me because of a now obvious reason
>I just cleaned the place fast and got out
>Glad these pants were a little loose

>Day 18
>Kill me
>Turns out I was suppose to clean the feet, apparently they were somewhat dirty
>I told them I never knew that part
>They hinted at it with the soles in perfect view of me
>Luckily they didn't expect me to get it right away so I am not fired yet
>So I got my stuff and cleaned everything like I normally would
>Took a deep breathe, turned to the feet with a serious look
>Almost did things I would of regret being seen
>They felt so cold, it was strange and unnatural, but I liked the feeling of the softness against my hand
>So soft I could fall asleep on them
>Ahem, anyways
>I brought my mop bucket over and got the mop all wet and ready
>After that I gulped and took another deep breathe for some focus
>Brought the mop up and started brushing from the toes downward
>Even went one step ahead and got the tops of the model's toes or whatever else I could reach
>Carefully brushing between them was the hardest part
>They were hard to clean without almost hugging the large feet
>Once those were done I started going down
>Seeing the soapy water slowly trail down to the heel while I worked drove me a little mad
>So mad I hurried up my mopping of the model and grabbed a towel
>Got up close and started drying those feet the best I could
>Dying even more from the thought of possibly being fired if a camera is there
>I mean, I had to actually hug them if I wanted to dry the tops of the toes or even between them
>So I ended up resting my head between the first and second toe with a blissful smile
>Even gave one a kiss, so they may fire the weirdo that is me

>Day 19
>Best news I've heard all day, I did a great job to the point I figured out they have no cameras in that room
>Others new is they are doing another update so I just clean the halls for a few days
>Not even the lunch room, wonder why
>For the update news I have no clue whatsoever
>Said something about it being a personal complaint from the big girl herself
>I feel if people do find this story, this day on finding out the gender may be the best for those who are into it
>For now I will just not update till that time I guess
>Curious about that damn update more then I should be

>Day 22
>Almost had this journal for a month now which is very nice
>Didn't think I would be keeping something about me being a janitor
>Also did not think I would want to clean in that big room again, but I do
>The update is still being worked and all so I only clean the halls
>Managed to some what find out what it did at the very least
>Some science mumbo jumbo about helping heat having an easier time escaping to prevent the model from overheating
>With an added cooling sort of thing for where it releases
>Dunno what that means at all but it sounds pretty cool
>Honestly I just want a pleasant view of the gorgeous feet again
>Knowing that they have no camera in there makes it less stressful
>Hope the model doesn't switch on and catch me or anything

>Day 23
>Once again, kill me
>Before I go on why, I should mention they are trying to change the model's name
>Something that works off the lines of A.N.T.H.R.O. or something
>No one will care about that, just give it a name if you haven't already
>Now onto the serious part that bothers me
>The mumbo jumbo before is something that humans do
>Which means I have been cleaning up sweat and helping cool down the large pair of feet
>Joy that is me on how I both love and hate this
>Sometimes a man just can't help himself on having a taste
>Tasted like warm water mixed with some lemon juice
>May of been from the lemon scented soap I use on them, maybe not
>I don't drink that stuff so I can't tell
>But the warmth from the sole felt nice on both me and my tongue
>After I did a few more tastes I gave them a massage
>Wasn't that hard at all with how big they are
>Shame I won't get any credit or praise for the work
>Hah, was cute hearing the little gig-
>...

>Day 24
>I did not go to work today
>Had to call in sick for some time to think
>So I heard something giggling
>Sounded like a woman if anything
>Yes this is just a panic update incase I die, horror movies again
>Just when I was having fun I get scared again

>Day 26
>Spent enough sick days and went back with whatever courage I had left
>Turns out I am getting a raise pretty early
>Something about me doing a very good job that someone suggested it
>Gave me another day off for good measure
>One extra day to gain the courage I really do not have

>Day 27
>I found out who suggested the raise
>Not a fun way to find out at all really, so here is the story
>Went to work like usual, got the stuff I needed
>Cleaned the halls and everything else so I could do the big room last
>Finished and went into the big room like always
>This time something felt strange, like something was watching me
>I just shrugged it off at the time like it was no big deal
>Cleaned up the room with only one thing left to clean
>Walked up to the large, pair of feet I left for last with a deep breathe
>Picked up a towel and started drying the sweat that remained on the soles
>Got some ice to put in the towel to help cool them down
>Was pretty hard to get between the toes with it, sometimes the ice fell out and slid down very slowly
>It left them a lot more cool feeling at least, kinda nice
>Afterwards I put away the supplies and started another massage
>Using both hands and putting some pressure on the heel to start the rub like last time
>Slowly moved upwards into the softer center before spreading my hands apart to rub outwards
>Caressing the soft sides of the foot I worked on
>Moving up to the toes very easily, not noticing the platform was gone
>Either way I gave each of them a massage from the arches to the sides
>The toes of that foot gave a small curl after I finished and made my way over to the other foot
>It was then I noticed something was up, along with something on my shoulder
>Turned my head around to see a smaller version of the much larger model
>Except it was powered on, and giving me a very smug look
>It talked very innocently enough at first, thought it may just say keep up the good work
>I was dead wrong
>She did praise me, saying no one else even tried doing something like that
>So she doesn't want me to stop doing this every time, even some more
>Tried being tough and ask what she'd do if I refused, that is when the small model powered down and I thought I won
>Nah, she apparently went into the bigger model and brought her foot down on top of me to pin me down
>Her large, heavy toes just slowly scrunched on my body while giving me that same smug look from before
>The refusal deal came with being fired and possible accidents of being crushed
>After saying that she just wiggled her toes on me for good measure, kinda hurt
>So I had no choice, so I agreed and gave her toes a kiss in hopes that will help prove it
>Since she lifted her foot off me, told me to get up, and pet my head with her big toe I have to guess that is a yes
>Waved me off afterwards as I gathered everything and put it up before heading home
>This was some experience, maybe I could write a story on something like this in the future
>Would be for the best if people are into it