From your place in the slipper, it was unbearable. Your eyes, ears, nose, and mouth burned from the stink. You didn't know that stink had the possibility to burn, but apparently it can.
You hear Nina's mother ask "What happened to that guy I gave to you?"
"Oh, right now he's in my slipper, drinking my foot sweat; my right foot, of course, because it sweats the most." She wiggled her toes and her mom saw an outline of a person struggling in the slipper. "Hope he enjoys his weekend prison! Oh, mom, I really enjoy his suffering!"
Her mom looked pleased that she gave her daughter such joy. "That's great, honey! But that should be the extent of your torture idea's. True, I want to see him coming out your ass eventually, and it's true I want him to suffer; but we must remember he's human too. a useless human but a human nonetheless.
"Okay, mom! Anyway, what's for dinner?"
"Hot chill!"
Your eyes widen in shock. Hot chilly means you will soon be swimming for your life in a disgustingly smelly swamp; her feet will be sweating a hell of a lot more! You scream your protest.
Nina said "Ooh! chilly, my favourite! Ooh, yeah! I can feel our little victim wriggling in protest!"
She pinched her toes together releasing dirty sweat all over your body, and sending you under Nina's foot, making the smell 100% worse; since your nose was pressed right up against her sole; forcing you to smell ONLY that MUSTARD GAS she calls sweat!
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