"What-- no!" You cry out. Victoria's expression immediately becomes a frightening one, her eyebrows turning angry and her eyes fixated on you. Nonetheless, you stand your ground. "I'm a person, you can't just kidnap me and make me your own personal little slave." Without a word, Victoria brings her barefoot down on your tiny form. You're winded as the soft, plump sole grinds you beneath it. "Let's get this straight, little guy. You're an inch tall. I'm all-powerful compared to you. I'm your Goddess now, and you will worship me. So, yes, I can make you my own personal little slave. Or do you want to try and say no to me again?" With that last bit, Victoria presses down hard onto your tiny form, your cheek smooshed against her sole and your whole body slick with its sweat.
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