Using the hand you were in, Weiss leaned against a wall as she lifted her right leg to her knee and leant forward.
Weiss chuckled,
"Seeing as my foot beat you, you're going to lighten it's load to the dorm, think of it it as your first job as my servant~"
She teased with a smug smile
You watched confused as the heiress slowly pulled off her boot, and placed her bare foot back on the ground regaining her balance. She teasingly lifted you above the gaping entrance of the boot.
It suddenly, dawned on you what she was planning.
"W-wait, you're not... Y-you wouldn't-"
Was all you could blurt out before Weiss' gigantic finger was suddenly pressed into your face.
"Oh, hush! You're my insole now!"
She could barely keep a straight face at the idea
"Now be a good insole and be quiet... Actually, give me a little foot rub while you're down there~!"
She let you go, dropping you into the dark confines of the boot. You landed on her insole with a light splat.
You haven't thought about it given her regal attitude, but the combat boots had obviously built up a fair bit a sweat, and the insole was uncomfortably moist. And that's when the smell hit you.
At the opening of the boot, the heiress' perfume blocked any bad smells, but the constant use in combat had left a strong smell of foot sweat deep inside, and you were in the thick of it.
You had more pressing matters, however, as you felt the boot being lowered down to the floor.
You looked up an the bright outside of the boot to see the gigantic Weiss smirking in at you.
"Well, see you back the dorm~!"
She teased, raising her pale foot.
"W-wait! I'll die!" You cried up to her.
She froze and considered this for as second before grinning down at you and chuckling,
"You know, you almost had me little guy, but if you can survive being turned to gum under my boot, then being the insole of my soft, delicate, little foot should be like a dream for you, now lay down, I want to get comfortable..."
Before you could say another word she started to lower her foot into the boot, you quickly ran to the time of the boot to avoid the actual toes chasing behind you.
But the moist insole was tough to get a grip on and you tripped over, quickly turning over to face upwards the foot rolled over you, pushing you into the slimy insole.
The heiress' warm toes rolled over your face, followed by the ball of her foot. Finally the foot stopped and the weighted settled on you, and your current situation truly dawned on you.
You were stuck face-up, under the ball of her foot.
The pressure was incredible, as you felt yourself flatten into a gum-like sticky substance under her sole. The heat seemingly melting you as all your senses where overtaken by her foot, the only thing you could smell or taste was her sweat, the only thing you could feel was her soft sole and it's heat.
You wanted to move, scream or anything, but her foot was completely dominating you.
Weiss, however, was thoroughly enjoying this. The feeling of your squished body under her sole felt delightful, and it sent shivers down her spine. She wiggled her toes in excitement and anticipation of the walk to her dorm.
She grinned wide as the raised her foot, and stepped forward, almost audibly squeaking with enjoyment as she felt you squishing further.
And again.
And again.
She smirked and she slowly walked back to dorm. Making sure to really take her time stepping on your gooey body.
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