Dazed and unsure, Blake lay on the ground. His body refusing to move as he gazed up at the straps above him.
"What-" Blake attempted to speak, but nothing came out- a strange, faint smell wafted around his odd prison, something that he couldn't quite put his finger on. That's when he heard a noise from the corner of the room.
Dark black hair fell over the back of a barefooted giantess who stood with her back to the tiny Blake. Her phone quietly played music into her ears using headphones as she gazed into a mirror, adding black eyeshadow in the mirror. It was awkward to see from the leather flopped over him but he quickly managed to peg her as his friend Violet. He tried once more to yell up to her as she stood up from her chair, her skirt swaying casually as she edged away from her desk. Her uncovered eye locked onto the paralyzed Blake followed with a kind smile. Blake could only sigh in relief as she wandered towards him.
Unexpectedly, she raised her barefoot over his body when she got close, the rough sole wiggled high above as the small amount of dirt and lint refused to let go.
"Violet?" Blake choked, unable to be heard as her hands angled the straps that were draped over him to form a long tunnel upwards. He whimpered as he worked out what he was, right as the foot slid down ontop of him.
The tiny insole could only groan as the soft skin of the ball of her foot slid down face towards his lower body, his 'eye's' widening as her heel hovered in place momentarily as her hand adjusted the gladiator sandal prison. For a moment, a spark of pleasure hit the tiny boy from the wriggling toes, his embarrassment lasted for all of two seconds before the giant girl stood up- pounding his body thinner then ever with her powerful weight. He cried out silently as his friend ironed him out underfoot while she put her other shoe on, all of her weight wobbled ontop of his crushed body for a moment before slightly easing up. The slightly dustly sole twisted cruelly as Violet took her first step, rolling across his entire body before kicking off- pain shot through the abused insoles body as he tried to get his mind together during the feeling of low gravity, the feeling sadly didn't last long as he was soon flattened back onto the ground.
Violet didn't even think about her old sandals as she walked out of her room, nabbing her key on her way out.
"See you later- I'm off to work" Violet called out, wandering into the kitchen. Not noticing the cries from her sandal weakening with each step as she wandered towards the mail. Briefly glancing through the stack, she shrugged as she found nothing there for her before leaving to do her part-time job. Her shoes squeaked across the tiles as she wandered towards the back door, briefly glancing at the note to say her parents were out- followed by a short list of chores. With a small groan at the long day ahead, the shy goth grabbed her bag and headed out, locking the door behind her.
"Vi-Violet-" Blake tried to call mentally as her foot fell on him for the hundredth time.
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