You decide to leave the situation as it is. Tydo was a good friend but he hasn't garnered enough respect from you that you would sacrifice yourself for him. Tydo nervously walked up to Rexar and positioned himself beneath the monarch's left paw which was already conveniently raised. What else could the puny raptor do? He could only comply to whatever Rexar wishes. With his paw elevated, Rexar wiggled his toes and giggled for he loved this position. Having utter control over a persons fate really made him feel like God. As an added bonus, Rexar could finally enjoy the feeling a living being mushed under his powerful paws. The warmth felt by crushing someone was so inviting and the playful squishing and grinding after the victim was dead (presumably) was highly erotic.
Tydo lay down on the cold hard surface that would soon be his grave. He couldn't help but admire the size and texture of the meaty paw splayed above him. The three prominent toes alone, with razor sharp claws above them, were bigger than Tydo's head. No doubt they were all that was needed to kill him. Tydo knew better. His death would be a slow and enjoyable trampling session for his killer, Rexar.
Rexar took in a deep breath and scrunched his toes together before flexing them once more. Now smiling, the anthrorex nodded his head to the helpless raptor beneath him. Tydo shook his head praying by what slim chance he would live. The paw cascaded down upon Tydo.
A sharp distinctive odor reminiscent of gorgonzola cheese entered Tydo's nostrils. Rexar had spared the raptor for the time being. Now choking on Rexar's foot odor, Tydo struggled for air as his body lay restricted under the paw which conformed around his body.
"Well Mikey, now an opportunity for you to save your raptor friend here has cropped up! Its a game I think you would enjoy." Rexar rubbed his paw up and down, smothering the helpless Tydo.
"This game is called 'The satisfaction meter'. My satisfaction meter is displayed here, my left paw. If the meter rises, your pal is free to go. However, if the meter were to dip too low... well its gonna be a little rough for tydo. Now! Your role, being to please me, is to worship my right paw. Degrade yourself as much as possible, coat my paw with your saliva and maybe even massage my paw whilst your down there. Crushing worms like you have resulted in my paw getting a little tight. Oh one more thing. You could forfeit the game now, you'll just have to find me someone else to crush. Tydo still gets flattened by my paw of course." Rexar dictates.
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