As much as Sarah tried she couldn't seem to get hold of you. Every attempt just produced more and more pieces of litter scattered between this giant woman's toes. Suddenly the giant woman lifted her foot onto a stone bench, sending Sarah tumbling down onto its surface. She quickly recovered from her stumble just in time to move out of the way of this giantess's shifting foot, finding refuge in a small crack in the back of the wall. From her new vantage point she watched as the giantess leans forward and grabs a large piece of cloth. Then without warning the woman began to scrub her toes, obviously removing traces of smelly oils left over by her massage. Sarah winced as she noticed your crushed form get picked up by the cloth and rubbed into every area of this giant woman's feet, when she finally stopped rubbing she simply hung you back up on the hook the cloth had been before.
You meanwhile had tried desperately to grab your wife's hand as you saw it plunge constantly into the disgusting mess that bind you, but seemed incapable of doing so. Each time instead getting smacked by the various items your wife had grabbed instead. You then felt her giant foot slam down, and attempted to crawl to the surface, sliding slowly through the sludge. Success you break free, inhaling deeply of the fresh air, completely oblivious to the large square of fabric that was heading towards you. You could only let a a small squeak as it slammed into you roughly scraping you back into the stinking abyss. If the massage was bad this was 100 times worse the roughness of her scrubbing leaving you screaming in all of her filth. You were scrubbed into every nook and cranny of each foot. Every toe, pad, ball and spaces in between was now what you were enduring. When it was finally over your defeated and battered body was simply hung up on the wall with the cloth and you watched as the giant woman stood before you.
"Ahhh what a relaxing massage" The giantess thought to herself "Though I really have to get this oil off, walking becomes a bit of a hazard" She smiled grabbing a nearby towel off the wall. She then began scrubbing her feet with vigour. "Got to make sure I'm thorough this time, my feet get pretty filthy from those treks to find other people" with that she began flossing her toes with the cloth making sure to get in between every last digit. When she finished she gave a glance at the towel "Hahahaha wow its pretty filthy, these sweat rags really do take a beating from us, well best hang it up for my sisters to use" She giggled hanging the smelly fabric back on the wall.
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