Food for Thought
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 24
by
copier
· original author:
Skylow
"You know, I was nice to you letting you ride in my shirt pocket," Mandy whispered to Phil as she crushed him with her fist. "But maybe you won't get out of here." She lifted her hip up again and sat directly on Phil. Although the barely-concious Phil didn't realize it, Mandy was bending down and taking off her shoe. She lifted her butt up, grabbed Phil and laid him in the bottom, his head right up against the end of the toe section.
"Mandy, don't please..." Phil managed to gasp as the sock-covered foot came down on top of him. He felt his body flatten just from Mandy tying the shoe back on tight. Then he felt the weight of her leg press on his chest as he gasped for air between her toes. Mandy ground her foot into the ground, all the while giggling with Michelle.
"Mandy and Michelle, be quiet and watch the movie," Ms. Joy whispered.
"Sorry Mrs. Joy," the two girls said in unison, huge smiles decorating their pretty faces. Mandy continued to grind Phil into the ground as the movie continued on. Phil remained concious and in agony the entire time. When the movie ended and Mandy stood up, Phil's body, beaten from being sat on, walked on, starved and smothered, could take no more. He blacked out.
When he woke up, he could smell cake. He opened his eyes and painfully crained his head. Sitting right next to him was a massive twinkie. "We remembered that I hadn't fed you today," Mandy said from somewhere. "Eat something before you die." It hurt the joints of his arms, but Phil managed to tear some of the cake off and devour it.
"You were flat as a pancake when Mandy took you out of her shoe," Michelle said. "You look like when Daffy Duck gets run over by a steamroller. She smiled brightly as she looked down at Phil. She inhaled deeply directly over him. "Your feet really stink," she giggled at Mandy. Phil turned his head some more to see that he was in a little girl's room, although he couldn't tell if it was Mandy's or Michelle's.
Michelle looked down at their tiny victim. "He looks hurt," she observed. "Do you think Becky's going to be mad when she gets him back like this?"
Mandy thought for a moment. Then she said:
"Mandy, don't please..." Phil managed to gasp as the sock-covered foot came down on top of him. He felt his body flatten just from Mandy tying the shoe back on tight. Then he felt the weight of her leg press on his chest as he gasped for air between her toes. Mandy ground her foot into the ground, all the while giggling with Michelle.
"Mandy and Michelle, be quiet and watch the movie," Ms. Joy whispered.
"Sorry Mrs. Joy," the two girls said in unison, huge smiles decorating their pretty faces. Mandy continued to grind Phil into the ground as the movie continued on. Phil remained concious and in agony the entire time. When the movie ended and Mandy stood up, Phil's body, beaten from being sat on, walked on, starved and smothered, could take no more. He blacked out.
When he woke up, he could smell cake. He opened his eyes and painfully crained his head. Sitting right next to him was a massive twinkie. "We remembered that I hadn't fed you today," Mandy said from somewhere. "Eat something before you die." It hurt the joints of his arms, but Phil managed to tear some of the cake off and devour it.
"You were flat as a pancake when Mandy took you out of her shoe," Michelle said. "You look like when Daffy Duck gets run over by a steamroller. She smiled brightly as she looked down at Phil. She inhaled deeply directly over him. "Your feet really stink," she giggled at Mandy. Phil turned his head some more to see that he was in a little girl's room, although he couldn't tell if it was Mandy's or Michelle's.
Michelle looked down at their tiny victim. "He looks hurt," she observed. "Do you think Becky's going to be mad when she gets him back like this?"
Mandy thought for a moment. Then she said:
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March 24, 2025
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