Eventually, it all stopped.

Leah came to her senses when she realized that the shoe she was in was now positioned on its heel with the toe lifted up. She slowly slid down the slick surface. Under his heel. There was so much sweat around her that the entirety of the shoe and the sock above her felt thoroughly permeated with it.

"He's gonna kill me", she thought, emotionless. "Finally". Her body wasn't broken, but felt beyond damaged.
There was a minute or two of silence then; Ben barely moved, she eventually stopped sliding, the sole was still over her, ever so slightly lifted off the insole. The end was not coming.

Then there was a sound - fabric moving, leather flexing. The foot lifted itself off her entirely and light rushed in together with cold air. Leah inhaled; it burned her lungs and she moaned in pain.

The shoe was tipped and she rolled out of it onto cold tiled floor. She cried out as she hit the tiles. May, shaken out of the other shoe, whimpered and wailed. Their voices were hoarse and raw, their limbs trembled, their clothing and hair looked like they were dragged my their feet through a mile-long grimy puddle.

"Up", they heard a command from above, and Leah forced herself to open her eyes and look around.

They were back at Ben's apartment, on the floor, in front of a big chair he was sitting in. His shoes were near. Next to the shoe May had been in there was a massive object of dark plastic, with a shiny glassy eye staring her down. Her camera.

May went into a coughing fit next to her.

Leah finally dared to look at the giant.

He was still there, massive, in his sporty attire, and very clearly all worked up and dripping with sweat; his face was reddened, his t-shirt had giant damp spots on it, and right now he had one of his legs crossed over the knee of the other as he peeled off the sock. She watched him drop it to the ground. His bare foot was wide, meaty; it landed in front of her with a heavy slap and it was a mountain of manflesh. The familiar odor hit her nostrils, displacing the fresh air once again. She squeaked in fear.

They watched him take the other sock off; it fell onto the ground and then the second foot was positioned in front of them. By then May came to her senses too; her cheeks were crimson and she didn't even dare lift her eyes.

"Girls", Ben said, and his voice was like thunder to Leah, "you will slurp up all the sweat off my feet, to the last drop, and if either of you doesn't finish, next time I wear you I'll stick you to the outsole and jog on gravel".

Leah and May looked at each other. May mouthed something. Leah didn't have the spirit to say anything.

"Now", Ben added.