She reached out for the fake product, in which case, is you. You used all your might too escape, but her bright red fingernails caught you to the beat. She took a glance at you. "Hmm. This kind of looks... real. Aw,well. I bet that's what makes it fun!" "Please, don't! I'm real!" "Wow! It has voice activation, too?! I'm going to pretend this is someone I'm hating right now. I know! That guy that stood me up last night." You gulped in fear. "You hear that, little toy? Your in for a lot of hurt! Oh, green light." She quickly puts you under the her heel, then slamming onto the gas pedal, causing extreme pain for you.
For the last five minutes, she was just pressing you deep into her insole, trying to squeeze your head into oblivion. You tried to resist, but she was the stronger one now. She surprisingly pressed the brakes, and you rolled into her toe section. She grabbed your oval-sized head, and squeeze with force. She was now trying to morph you into a ball, then roll you from the big toe to the pinky toe. You couldn't withstand the heat and musky smell going on into the shoe. She then accidently shove your face in between her toes, filled with her fluffy toejam. "Someone help me!" Your cries of help weren't heard, and you just faced your fate. You passed out, due to the smell.
You wake up, and find yourself inside the shoe, still. At least she stop pounding you. She released her foot out of the shoe, allowing you to inhale some fresh air. You make a break for it, but then you hear some ruckus outside. Did you want to see what was going on or just stay put, then come out in a safer place?
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