RA’s punishment
A Shrunken College Student
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
aif13
Heather popped her heel from her stiletto and lowered you to it without warning. “Take note, Chelsea. This is my favorite method of punishment.” As you approached the opening, you saw a fellow tiny student flattened to the insole of the shoe, likely one of the students she found as she was doing her inspections. You wondered what he did to deserve his place in heather’s shoe. Chelsea could only watch as your tiny form tumbled down the slope of Heather’s insole and into her high heel. She lowered her heel back into her shoe, squishing your body beneath the ball of her foot and stomped a few times for good measure, causing you to mentally cry out in pain.
“Don’t you think that’s a little harsh?” Chelsea asked timidly. Heather gave her a confused look. “They’re practically invincible, they’ll be fine. Though I suppose the smell isn’t too pleasant.” Heather giggled. “They’re much easier to keep track of this way, though. Trust me, I’ve tried other methods, but they usually end up escaping. Plus, they feel kind of good to step on.” Heather said nonchalantly. Chelsea was about to say something, but Heather took her hand and said “Come on, we’ve got a few more dorms to inspect.”
Chelsea felt bad about your current situation, but there was nothing she could do at this point without getting herself in huge trouble, so she continued to shadow Heather into the next dorm.
Jackson, a pervy tiny, had been waiting all day for his sexy roommate to leave her dorm so he could snoop. He easily slid under her door and quickly spotted a discarded bra in the middle of the floor. With hearts in his eyes, Jackson ran to the bra and jumped on it, indulging in his teenage lust with no regrets. That is, until the door swung open.
As soon as Heather entered the room, she spotted Jackson on the bra. “My goodness!” She exclaimed, surprised to see a tiny boy so quickly. “Shit!” Jackson yelled before sprinting as fast as he could toward the bed. Chelsea entered behind Heather and forgot all about you when she saw the tiny perv on the floor. Heather took a step toward him as he tried to flea, but Chelsea stopped her. “I got him.” she said as she slipped out of her flip flops.
Heather watched as Chelsea quickly made her way to the tiny and stomped on him ruthlessly, smashing him beneath her bare sole with a audible squelch. With her hands on her hips, Chelsea raised her heel and increased the pressure on the foot the tiny perv was under before twisting it side to side, grinding the tiny under the ball of her foot like a cigarette. She was usually one to treat the tiny students on campus with respect, but she had to admit, stepping on them did feel good.
“Chelsea, I’m impressed!” Heather said with a smile. Chelsea smiled back and slipped her feet back into her flip flops, sealing the tiny perv’s place under her foot. “They do feel pretty good to step on.” Chelsea admitted with a giggle. “That’s the spirit!” Heather laughed.
“Don’t you think that’s a little harsh?” Chelsea asked timidly. Heather gave her a confused look. “They’re practically invincible, they’ll be fine. Though I suppose the smell isn’t too pleasant.” Heather giggled. “They’re much easier to keep track of this way, though. Trust me, I’ve tried other methods, but they usually end up escaping. Plus, they feel kind of good to step on.” Heather said nonchalantly. Chelsea was about to say something, but Heather took her hand and said “Come on, we’ve got a few more dorms to inspect.”
Chelsea felt bad about your current situation, but there was nothing she could do at this point without getting herself in huge trouble, so she continued to shadow Heather into the next dorm.
Jackson, a pervy tiny, had been waiting all day for his sexy roommate to leave her dorm so he could snoop. He easily slid under her door and quickly spotted a discarded bra in the middle of the floor. With hearts in his eyes, Jackson ran to the bra and jumped on it, indulging in his teenage lust with no regrets. That is, until the door swung open.
As soon as Heather entered the room, she spotted Jackson on the bra. “My goodness!” She exclaimed, surprised to see a tiny boy so quickly. “Shit!” Jackson yelled before sprinting as fast as he could toward the bed. Chelsea entered behind Heather and forgot all about you when she saw the tiny perv on the floor. Heather took a step toward him as he tried to flea, but Chelsea stopped her. “I got him.” she said as she slipped out of her flip flops.
Heather watched as Chelsea quickly made her way to the tiny and stomped on him ruthlessly, smashing him beneath her bare sole with a audible squelch. With her hands on her hips, Chelsea raised her heel and increased the pressure on the foot the tiny perv was under before twisting it side to side, grinding the tiny under the ball of her foot like a cigarette. She was usually one to treat the tiny students on campus with respect, but she had to admit, stepping on them did feel good.
“Chelsea, I’m impressed!” Heather said with a smile. Chelsea smiled back and slipped her feet back into her flip flops, sealing the tiny perv’s place under her foot. “They do feel pretty good to step on.” Chelsea admitted with a giggle. “That’s the spirit!” Heather laughed.
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