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Continuation of "The Stomper Gets Stomped"

“It’s release day!” Susu called out as she walked over and pulled out her scrapbook, bringing it out to the living room coffee table. She pulled out her phone and pulled up a Google Sheets document, it was a list of names with “Capture” dates and “Release” dates and a page number. At the top of the list read the names of people set to be released:

Krysten Ritter pg 42

Autumn Farrell pg 42

“Ooh, both on the same page!” Susu said to herself as she began flipping through the book. Page after page contained photos of girls, except they weren’t photos. These were all the girls Susu had crushed under her feet. She reveled in the feeling of crushing those smaller than her under her feet, and afterwards when she got home she would peel them off and stick them in her laminator and place them in her “Squish”-book.

She reached the page she was looking for. On this particular page was a collage of 6 women, 2 of which seemed to be laminated at the exact same time, but these were not the women she was looking for. Above them though were Krysten Ritter the Jessica Jones actress and Autumn Farrell who used to be the editor for Sugar Pine 7. “Looks like it’s time to set you two free,” Susu explained. She heard faint squeaks of joy come from the two paper dolls. “I’ll stick you in envelopes and mail you home. Your people can figure out how to restore you… or maybe they’ll just keep you like this, who knows.” Susu reached for the two and pulled them off the sheet.

That’s when she looked over at the partnering page. Instead of a collage of girls, this particular page was taken up by one single victim. “Well well well if it isn’t the giantess who thought she could compete with me,” Susu said she lightly ran her hand over Ellie’s body.

“Mmm…” Ellie moaned.

“You know, I think I like you,” Susu retorted. “When it’s time for you to be let out, I’ll DM you and we can keep in touch.” Susu heard another moan of pleasure come from Ellie’s form. “Welp you still have 4 months to go, so…” Susu Slammed the book closed, eliciting a cacophony of pained and pleasured moans from her book of victims. “See you then. Now where did I put my envelopes?”

Description
Continuation of "The Stomper Gets Stomped"

“It’s release day!” Susu called out as she walked over and pulled out her scrapbook, bringing it out to the living room coffee table. She pulled out her phone and pulled up a Google Sheets document, it was a list of names with “Capture” dates and “Release” dates and a page number. At the top of the list read the names of people set to be released:

Krysten Ritter pg 42

Autumn Farrell pg 42

“Ooh, both on the same page!” Susu said to herself as she began flipping through the book. Page after page contained photos of girls, except they weren’t photos. These were all the girls Susu had crushed under her feet. She reveled in the feeling of crushing those smaller than her under her feet, and afterwards when she got home she would peel them off and stick them in her laminator and place them in her “Squish”-book.

She reached the page she was looking for. On this particular page was a collage of 6 women, 2 of which seemed to be laminated at the exact same time, but these were not the women she was looking for. Above them though were Krysten Ritter the Jessica Jones actress and Autumn Farrell who used to be the editor for Sugar Pine 7. “Looks like it’s time to set you two free,” Susu explained. She heard faint squeaks of joy come from the two paper dolls. “I’ll stick you in envelopes and mail you home. Your people can figure out how to restore you… or maybe they’ll just keep you like this, who knows.” Susu reached for the two and pulled them off the sheet.

That’s when she looked over at the partnering page. Instead of a collage of girls, this particular page was taken up by one single victim. “Well well well if it isn’t the giantess who thought she could compete with me,” Susu said she lightly ran her hand over Ellie’s body.

“Mmm…” Ellie moaned.

“You know, I think I like you,” Susu retorted. “When it’s time for you to be let out, I’ll DM you and we can keep in touch.” Susu heard another moan of pleasure come from Ellie’s form. “Welp you still have 4 months to go, so…” Susu Slammed the book closed, eliciting a cacophony of pained and pleasured moans from her book of victims. “See you then. Now where did I put my envelopes?”