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Chapter #5
Tough luck, punks
by: Tocks
The little punks knew they could expect no mercy from this beautiful teen goddess. They bolted. Jenn, who disliked any unnecessary physical exertion, was ticked off. Two strides and a bare foot flattened a little guy in stride. When her heel lifted off him to trample his friends, his body wasn’t moving. A second guy got his legs crushed. Hesitating, Jenn decided to come back to him before the last one made his escape.
Ben was almost into the deeper grass when the foliage abruptly disappeared under a large pinkish foot. The way the giantess ground down on the grass was yet another illustration as to what she’d do to him if she caught him. Dodging back between her legs, he ran past Blister, screaming with his legs pulped. BAM! A foot crashed down, close enough that the tremor of its landing threw him off his feet. Scrambling to his feet, Ben heard her say, “Tough luck, punk.” then felt the ball of her foot push his body back down. Her big toe pressed his head into the ground. He thought the pain couldn’t get any worse. He was wrong.
Jenn scrubbed her messy foot into the dirt to scrub off Ben’s remains. “Yuck, I wish you guys wouldn’t squish all over my foot. I’m going to have to wash my feet before I go to the mall now.” She wandered over to where she’d dropped her thongs and slipped into them. Trudging home, she thought about her recent fun at the punks’ expense and what she should do next. She hardly noticed when she finished off the crippled guy into a wet spot in a passing footprint.
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