[Original author: Power and Lust]

“Do you want to try wearing her?”

Leslie looked conflicted. “I mean…you should do it Master, but she’s sort of like my friend, I’m supposed to take care of her…”

Matt scoffed. “Friends? Are you joking? Look at her babe. She’s literally just a toe toy.” He prods and snares at Audrey with his bulldozing toes, and she rolls and crumples miserably into the worn toeprint of his flipflop. “You can’t be friends with a toe toy.”

Audrey lifts her face up to look at Leslie, who locks eyes with her. Leslie, who she had known since childhood. Who had cared for her in this fragile state. Her last conceivable hope to regain a fraction of humanity. Now her expression was distant, inscrutable.

“Of…of course you’re right Master. How silly of me. She’s nothing to me.” In that moment Audrey feels a piece of herself dying. The summer adventures they had shared evaporated away. The sleepovers when they would spend hours talking about their crushes at school…Audrey despaired to think that all of those crushes were now gigantic men who would easily crush her underfoot. These memories meant nothing to her anymore. She was no longer even the same species as the titans above her.

Naturally Leslie’s foot was considerably softer and more petite than Matt’s. But in that moment when she stepped on Audrey for the first time, it felt much, much heavier.