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Trapped In Her Boot Sole — Description

“It'll be a fun night of drinking and dancing” Alix thinks as she walks to her friend's apartment, it is their meeting point before they go out clubbing. The skimpily clad bespectacled blonde has been looking forward to this night for months. This night out clubbing is a birthday celebration for her. 21 years old, not only is she an adult now, but she is legally permitted to partake in what other adults are allowed.
As she walks down the sidewalk, a starving tiny decides to cross and consume a slice of discarded pizza that failed to make it into a nearby garbage can. As he crosses, he doesn't notice Alix. As he is in the middle of the sidewalk the sunlight suddenly stops shining on him. Almost instinctively knowing why, in terror he looks towards where the sun would be and sees the pretty young blonde as she steps forward with her chunky ankle boot.
He sees the worn, dirty tread and immediately realizes that there is no chance for his own survival. He turns his gaze away and hunches over, covering his head with his right arm in a vain attempt to protect himself as he closes his eyes to the fate that is descending upon him. The sudden impact smashes him into the ground as he cries out in pain and fear as she treads on him. Half a second later he feels a great acceleration as he opens his eyes again and sees the concrete sidewalk rushing away, and then suddenly rushing towards him at great speed. He shields his face as best he can with his arm before he smashes into it. He feels pressure on his body before the process continues.
In abject horror he realizes that he wasn't crushed, instead his fate is the most cruel of fates for tinies, he is stuck in the tread of her boot. Being crushed is a quick death, even if it's a partial crushing. This however isn't.
Continually smashed into the dirty concrete, his body hopelessly pinned at the sides, his mind races with what will happen to him. As she continues to walk, his mind settles on the probability that he will die of dehydration stuck in the tread of her boot.
He looks to his left and realizes that the only parts of him that aren't trapped in her boot are his head and right arm. Both dangerously exposed to the effects of any missteps or grazing impacts with her boot as she walks. A brutal, though potentially quick and merciful end.
She soon reaches her friend's building. She takes the elevator and as she waits it gives the tiny a slight reprieve. He desperately tries to think of a way out of his predicament, the only way out that he can think of is to get someone's attention. When the elevator reaches her friend's floor, the tiny once again experiences a battering as she walks to her friend's door.
Alix knocks, and immediately the door opens. “Hey look, it's our pretty birthday girl” a female voice says as other feminine voices add in their cheers. Alix, the youngest of her friend group will now be able to party with her friends. Her friends hug and kiss her at the tiny looks on at their stampeding feet, half terrified, half wishing for them to finally end him. A high heeled sandal lands just in-front of him, the smell of the owner's pretty foot wafts towards him as he begs for her foot to come closer and end him. The only witness to this is her pretty toes with red nail polish on the nails.
“Alix, you look so fire, let me take a pic” one of the women says. Alix poses for the picture, looks over her right shoulder and picks her right foot up, bending her leg at the knee. As the tiny gets a view of the other women there he frantically tries waving his arm, desperate to get their attention. As he does, he sees a pretty brown haired woman whose toes he was begging for death from just seconds ago as she takes a picture.
“You look so hot Alix in that” a blonde friend of hers says. Alix replies with an excited and playful shout of “stop” before the tiny watches as his view quickly becomes that of the wooden floor as her foot stomps back down. The impact strong enough to render him unconscious.
It is a small mercy for him, as what follows is the group leaving and walking to the subway station, his flesh battered and torn by the concentrate sidewalks as he is now little more than a part of the sole of her boot.
When he wakes he feels a repeating vibrating thump and an intense burning sensation as she walks through a puddle formed from a spilled alcoholic drink in the club. He cries out as his eyes open to dark scene with stunning flashing lights. Her sole impacts the floor again and he screams out in pain once more as his raw flesh is smashed into the floor. He notices that his cries sound odd, as his mouth has swollen due to his face being smashed against the ground countless times by her. His previous unconsciousness causing him to be utterly defenseless. He looks over at his exposed arm and sees that it too has suffered during his unconsciousness. He looks away from his mangled appendage and towards the scene before him. It is of what must be hundreds of women, dancing and drinking and chatting. Heels and boots are the common footwear for them as they tread on the refuse littered floor.
Alix and her friends walk to their table with drinks in hand as they chat and giggle. Alix reaches her seat and pulls it back, as she does, her full weight is on the foot that he is trapped under. His lips pressed against the filthy floor, forced by her weight, he feels her weight rolling towards the side of her boot that he's under. He feels his back being forced to arch, his spine being pushed towards its limit as he cries out once more. With relief, she gets onto the chair and she pulls her foot off of the floor, giving him a reprieve that he's been begging for.
She crosses her legs, the foot that he's under is raised above the floor. There he is exposed to the disorienting flashing lights as she starts rocking her foot. Nausea sets in before he vomits. It lands somewhere on the floor beneath them as he closes his eyes in hopes that it will help stave the nausea off.
Amid laughter, she switches legs, she places the arch of the foot that he's under on the chair's footrest. There, he opens his eyes once more. He notices a regular dripping coming from him as it lands on the floor beneath forming a small puddle. Blood, his own blood. He closes his eyes once more, this time to shield himself from the horror of his predicament.
As the beat of the music gets louder the tiny hears one of them women shout over the music “let's dance” followed by Alix uncrossing her leg and the sight of the floor rushing up. He watches in horror as the boot that he's trapped under meteor to the floor as he braces himself for more pain. Each drunken step she takes to the dance floor causes him to whimper, the closer she gets to the dance floor the more he feels the ground vibrate. As she walks she treads on trash dropped onto the floor.
He shrieks in agony as she once again steps through a puddle of alcohol. By now, the sugars in the spilled drinks have coated his exposed, raw flesh. Each step causing his abused and bleeding skin to extend as it grips and sticks to the filthy floor of the club.
She pivots on the foot that he's under as she gets to the dance floor, again eliciting unnoticeable cries of agony from him. Her feet twist and grind and tread on the dance floor as she and her friends gyrate to the music. The constant pain has drained him, as he is no-longer able to keep his head raised from the ground. His lips sliding across the dirty dance floor as she dances. A layer of trampled filth from the club-goers adheres to his lips and face as she dances, while other parts of his face get rubbed raw.
When the song ends, out of the corner of his eye he sees the brown haired woman's feet and sandals approach. He watches as the pretty feet get closer, and then stop just in-front of him. He watches her toes in the flashing light as she leans in to say something to Alix. Her voice muffled over the sound of the next song as it gets louder. “What?” Alix says. The tiny watches as the sandal in-front of him raises up and slides forward, her toes disappear above him behind the soiled leather sole as the tip of her sandal impacts the side of Alix's boot. The brunette's leans towards Alix and repeats her comment as the tiny hears a grinding squeal as the leather of her high heeled sandal starts sliding down the side of Alix's rubber boot sole.
“What” Alix asks again as the beat ramps up in volume. Her friend leans all the way in and wraps her arm around Alix, her full weight on the foot that's over the tiny's head. The tiny stares at the filth encrusted sole, begging for it to end his suffering, pleading for it to come down on him. Suddenly, it does as he wishes. The sole slams down on his head, popping it like a grape. She concentrates her weight onto her toes as she gets as close to Alix's ear as possible. She points to the DJ, the only man in the building, “he's kinda cute, lets go talk to him” she says to Alix. The brunette steps back as Alix smiles mischievously at her. “Great idea” she replies.
As the night progresses, the bits of the tiny that were jutting out from the side of Alix's boot become unrecognizably mangled as she drunkenly dances and walks. At some point she sidesteps, dragging his smashed head and his arm underneath the sole where they experience the full weight of the drunken beauty.
By the time that Alix and her friends return to the apartment, the tiny's remains are unidentifiable as that of even a human. She unzips her boots and kicks them off, they land in the middle of the room with the rest of the party shoes of the other women before she lays down on the couch with another of her friends to sleep off the alcohol.
She never notices what is embedded in the tread of her boots, what collects underneath of her clubbing boots isn't important to her. The tiny's corpse remains there, stuck in her boot to be defiled weekly as she goes out dancing and drinking. As the weeks turn to months he becomes just one mote of a menagerie of filth embedded in the tread of her boots.
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Sources
Giantess from https://www.deviantart.com/cassandraprosser
Tiny from https://www.deviantart.com/customtiny13