This choice: She decides to do something else • Go Back... Kendra releases her grip on Phil, which causes him to fall to the floor on his back. Disoriented, Phil doesn't even get the time to collect his thoughts as Kendra lowers her right foot on Phil's body. Within seconds, Phil's face is buried into the ball of Kendra's foot and his limbs are swallowed up in her sole. The odor emitting from Kendra's foot is horrendous, causing Phil's nasal cavity to burn from the stench. Finally, light bask warmly on Phil as Kendra lifts her foot up what appears to him to be miles above his diminutive form.
"Just for a second," Kendra whispers, in an almost seductive tone. "Here it comes again."
Phil can only look in horror as Kendra lowers her foot quickly back down on him. This time however, Phil's body is caught under the ball of her foot and his face is stuck between her big and second toe. The smell is still terrible, but the fresh air helps somewhat. Plus, Phil can now look upon the face of his captor and torturer. However, the face that Kendra presents to Phil only leaves him confused. Kendra's eyes and wicked smile suggest she is taking a sinister delight out of torturing him, but Phil notices the blush on her cheeks and her heavy breathing. He also notices the way Kendra's left hand is caressing her left breast as she slowly, and oddly enough gently, rubs her foot on Phil from side to side. Was Kendra really sadistic or maybe...
As Phil thinks, Kendra lifts her foot off of Phil again for what seems like miles.
Kendra repeats,"Just for a second."
Suddenly, Phil jumps to his feet and shouts,"STOP!"
Never in his life had he yelled that loud and imposing at anyone. The power of his voice was so great that even Kendra, as humongous as she was compared to him, was startled by it and slammed her foot several yards, by Phil's standard, to his left. The rest of her body froze in place like a statue. At that moment, Kendra's face showed one clear emotion: shock. She wasn't expecting such a God-like voice to scream at her, especially from this insect of a man. Good, thought Phil. He now had her off guard and listening.
"Why are you doing this to me," Phil asked in a most authoritative voice. "Do you realize what you are even doing to me?"
Kendra looked down at Phil standing between her feet that looked like two pickups compared to him. She lowered her hands to her sides, gripping the edge of the bed.
"I know what I'm doing to you," Kendra stated, sounding almost remorseful of her actions.
"Then why are you smothering me with your feet," Phil demanded.
Kendra sat on her bed in silence, towering over Phil like a mountain, burying her face in her chest like she was ashamed of her actions. Suddenly, Kendra's left foot charges at Phil and knocks him on his back. Her feet then come together and hover over Phil like a helicopter.
Phil sees Kendra's face between the gap made by her soles as she looks down at him and says, "I'm doing this because I...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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