Hell Under High Heels

The prolonged unwavering gaze of Dr. Wright sent chills down your small spine. Her fingers still wrapped tightly around your prison cell, you shudder to think what plans she had in store for you. A glint of panic surged through the woman's face, knowing the longer she waited for disposal meant ore exposal. The world inverted as the giantess flipped over the vial, crouched down and unscrewed to bottom. The fall was short yet painful and when you looked up, all you could see were the doctor's black heels standing idly in front of you. The nearest foot rose into the air, small specks of dusking raining down from its underbelly. Too small to possibly avoid its impact you close your eyes embracing destined death.

But the shoe does not fall. Instead it veers forward until the spear-like heel looms above, a sword of Damocles waiting eagerly to fall. It takes an instant for Dr. Wright to bring her foot down. The heel pierces downward at unimaginable speed and straight through your legs. For a brief moment you feel no pain, just a second ago you had two perfectly working legs and now they had completely disappeared beneath the sharp heel in a bloody mess. Then the pain hits you. Like being like being doused in oil and lit on fire, the pain was unimaginable. You screamed and wailed for the merciless woman above to put you out of your misery but the foot wouldn't budge.

The front door swung open and in walked Evelyn's husband. His large shoes approached hers as he gazed at the scene before him. "What's that thing?" He asked, gesturing at the creature reeling in pain beneath his wife's heel. "Nothing, just some dumb bug". The bloody heel returned up in the air alongside the sorry remnants of your lower half as it slowly made its way over your head. Unable to focus on anything other than your state of agony, your brain barely process the next impact as the heel comes crashing down...

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July 6
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