As Sarah pondered what she can do to this so called "hero", poor Arthur was bring flattened by her bare foot. The intense weight of her entire body pressing down on him. Luckily, her socks provided cushion for our rookie hero Arthur. Sarah soon began to rub her foot into the ground and stand on one leg. She giggled so sweetly and innocently that you couldn't believe how mean she was, more accurately evil! Arthur was being grinded under her sole, experiencing excruciating pain. His body was being polverized for a couple minutes until Sarah finally came to a decision. "Ooh I know! I can punish you and maintain my slender body." with that said she began to jogg out of her laboratory. Each step only seemed to hurt more and more. For Arthur it felt like a track dropped on him.
-15 minutes later-
Sarah arrives at the gym with a gleaming smile of purely white teeth. She changed from casual cloths to her workout gear of black sweatpants and a black track jacket. On the back of her jacket read "Princess" while on the back of her firm behind read "Evil" she was dedicated to her intentions. Arthur however remained under the sole of her foot, his time under there should be enough punishment but it didn't seem Sarah was done with him. She entered the gym and quickly scoped out for an open treadmill. Three were open, as Sarah rushed to take her spot. She lands on the tread with a loud -Thump!- she sets the machine on for a 5k run (3.1 Miles) and starts her workout. She had a large purse with her and from it pulled out her iPod. As she sung to her tunes peacefully running Arthur had to use this time to create a plan to not only free himself but be sure Sarah stops her ways. Earlier he imagined a black hole that sucked up her doomsday remote. Mabye he could do it again? He focused on a black hole sucking Sarah up and off the treadmill. No luck though. Mabye something else? Was it a fluke? He tried imagining her to stop running but she instead began to speed up! Kicking fast and puffing hard to maintain. As the pressure and pain took toll on Arthur he could no longer focus on freedom. Instead he tried to hold out and endure this abuse.
To Arthur's dismay Sarah ran for 23 minutes non stop. She walked off the treadmill tired and exhausted. She went to a fountain for water and remmembered her little toy. She took off her sneakers and pulled off her socks. They stuck well to her feet and were moist from sweat. Once off she couldn't help laugh and fall down on butt. She cringed from the little fall but was still smiling when she saw tiny Arthur's body stuck to her foot. The sweat super glued him on face first to her feet. She stood back up and scrapped her feet on the gyms carpet. After three scrapes Arthur peeled off. Flat like paper he remained on the ground. She picked him up and quickly moved him away. "phew, so do you still feel like a hero?" Arthur was unable to reply due to his flat and exhausted form. "well I still feel the need to workout, so how about some..."
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