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I found you crawling in my office, pathetic and tiny… and now you’re trapped at my feet. My massive 90s platform shoes tower over you, each step shaking your little world. I tease you, threaten you, and laugh at how hopeless you are. I give you one final choice: crushed under my black shoes, or… maybe I’ll show you mercy. But you chose black. The stomp is hard, the fear delicious, and the giantess domination undeniable. Alternative ending available on my studio