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Continuation of: fav.me/ddihms8

It’s been a week since the brigade captured you, but you didn’t know; you’ve lost track of time long ago. This woman… no, this demon, was relentless. At first she kept you in her nylons, which was already bad, but then she fished you out to torture you in every way possible: She started by shrinking you even more, almost at the same size of her toes. You had been stomped into the floor countless times. When she sat, you either had to pamper her feet if you were lucky, or she just dropped you on whatever was her seat and crushed you underneath her giant ass. Even at night, she put you in her used up nylon or sock, tying up so you had to spend the night smelling the stale air with no escape. Needless to say, you barely had any chance to sleep. But one morning everything was going to change for the worst, for she was going to use you for the task she kept you on the first place.

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“Wake up idiot” your nostrils were immediately assaulted by the worst smell you ever experienced. Your eyes needed some time to adjust to the light, but you noticed you were on a damp surface “How do my boots smell? You were so knocked out you didn’t notice when I dropped you in. Fucking weakling” above you, you saw her smiling over the circular opening from where light reached down on your smelly cell. “These are my torture boots. One hour inside of one was more than enough to break the toughest of your puny Resistance members, but I think it’s time to retire them. It’s gonna be your new home” she explained. “You are lucky I’ve only ran a couple of miles barefoot before waking your sorry ass up. But enough chit chat, we are missing stomping time!” she ended, quickly inserting her barefoot in. You didn’t have time to react as her putrid toes grasped your head with surprisingly precision, sliding you until her weight rested on your puny form, with your head between her sweaty toes: It was clear this was not the first time she did this to a human being “There you go” she said, releasing your head. You were surrounded by total darkness, but that was a minor inconvenience.

Her skin was unyielding, pinning you between the insole drenched in sweat and the foot making it. You could not move your body at all, and you could only tilt your head a bit between the small space her toes let you “These boots are the perfect fit, so forget about the smell coming out” she said. You closed your eyes because the salty water was starting to burn them, but there was nothing you could do with your nose “And start licking my toes bitch, my precious sweat is the only source of water you are gonna get from now on. Maybe every 2 days or so I’ll stomp on some bread so you have something to eat, but only if I feel like it” still dizzy, you were focused on not vomiting. Claustrophobia kicked in hard, and you started screaming, which proved a fatal mistake, not only because you swallowed gallons of footsweat, but because Lilith sensed your screams on her skin, and stomped you HARD “That’s for not obeying” you started licking, coughing immediately, and Lilith wasted no time, retaliating with another STOMP “Useless bug! Such a pathetic little loser that can’t follow a single command”. In spite the pain, and her feet getting hotter, stickier and sweatier, you managed to pull yourself together and started lapping away the sweat. Yet she brutally stomped you again “And that’s because I can. God I love feeling your puny bones crack under me” she laughed hysterically, brutally trampling you to oblivion as she walked into another day.

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Continuation of: fav.me/ddihms8

It’s been a week since the brigade captured you, but you didn’t know; you’ve lost track of time long ago. This woman… no, this demon, was relentless. At first she kept you in her nylons, which was already bad, but then she fished you out to torture you in every way possible: She started by shrinking you even more, almost at the same size of her toes. You had been stomped into the floor countless times. When she sat, you either had to pamper her feet if you were lucky, or she just dropped you on whatever was her seat and crushed you underneath her giant ass. Even at night, she put you in her used up nylon or sock, tying up so you had to spend the night smelling the stale air with no escape. Needless to say, you barely had any chance to sleep. But one morning everything was going to change for the worst, for she was going to use you for the task she kept you on the first place.

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“Wake up idiot” your nostrils were immediately assaulted by the worst smell you ever experienced. Your eyes needed some time to adjust to the light, but you noticed you were on a damp surface “How do my boots smell? You were so knocked out you didn’t notice when I dropped you in. Fucking weakling” above you, you saw her smiling over the circular opening from where light reached down on your smelly cell. “These are my torture boots. One hour inside of one was more than enough to break the toughest of your puny Resistance members, but I think it’s time to retire them. It’s gonna be your new home” she explained. “You are lucky I’ve only ran a couple of miles barefoot before waking your sorry ass up. But enough chit chat, we are missing stomping time!” she ended, quickly inserting her barefoot in. You didn’t have time to react as her putrid toes grasped your head with surprisingly precision, sliding you until her weight rested on your puny form, with your head between her sweaty toes: It was clear this was not the first time she did this to a human being “There you go” she said, releasing your head. You were surrounded by total darkness, but that was a minor inconvenience.

Her skin was unyielding, pinning you between the insole drenched in sweat and the foot making it. You could not move your body at all, and you could only tilt your head a bit between the small space her toes let you “These boots are the perfect fit, so forget about the smell coming out” she said. You closed your eyes because the salty water was starting to burn them, but there was nothing you could do with your nose “And start licking my toes bitch, my precious sweat is the only source of water you are gonna get from now on. Maybe every 2 days or so I’ll stomp on some bread so you have something to eat, but only if I feel like it” still dizzy, you were focused on not vomiting. Claustrophobia kicked in hard, and you started screaming, which proved a fatal mistake, not only because you swallowed gallons of footsweat, but because Lilith sensed your screams on her skin, and stomped you HARD “That’s for not obeying” you started licking, coughing immediately, and Lilith wasted no time, retaliating with another STOMP “Useless bug! Such a pathetic little loser that can’t follow a single command”. In spite the pain, and her feet getting hotter, stickier and sweatier, you managed to pull yourself together and started lapping away the sweat. Yet she brutally stomped you again “And that’s because I can. God I love feeling your puny bones crack under me” she laughed hysterically, brutally trampling you to oblivion as she walked into another day.