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Sadayo Kawakami awoke in darkness, unsure of where she was or even when she fell asleep.

“H-Hello?” she said aloud, hoping someone would answer.

“Hello!?” someone else seemed to yell in the distance, their voice echoing softly in the darkness.

“Help!!” a young man yelled.

“Help!!!” a woman also yelled.

“Mommy!!!” a young child screamed.

Sadayo tried moving her limbs, wanting to go towards the voices but finding her arms and legs trapped in a soft and gooey substance. It was hard to move in this strange goo, feeling like she’d have to swim but it was much too thick.. It already coated her body, making her clothes feel heavy and clumping in her hair. The only good thing was that the air seemed to be filled with a sweet smell, though it was a little overbearing.

Before the school teacher could even begin paddling, the gel around her seemed to shake and sway. Some of the voices she heard turned to panicked yells as they were gently moving around in the darkness. There was a low grinding sound coming from above that only caused further panic.

Suddenly light flooded the room as the roof was lifted away, blinding everyone inside and causing even more screaming. Sadayo couldn’t see anything, the light stung her eyes too much. Light even bounced off whatever she was trapped in, making it even worse and taking her eyes even longer to adjust.

Before Sadayo could see properly, a massive darker mass came down from the new opening in the sky. It was huge, easily bigger than a few skyscrapers bundled together. It plunged into the goo, cutting into it with ease and stirring it around gently.

Sadayo tried to scream but was too late as she became mixed into the gooey lake. She tried to kick and swim to the surface, but it was hard to tell where that was in all the movement. The thickness of the goo made it even harder to move around.

Sadayo thought she was done for. About to die, tragically, drowned in this pool of… whatever this stuff was, in an unknown room. And she would have, if something hadn’t started pushing on her back. She coughed and sputtered as she was lifted to the surface, her entire body now covered in this muck, only her head and right arm seemed to be free, the rest of her body too stuck and exhausted to swim out. But the lifting didn’t stop there. Whatever had plunged into the goo seemed to be rising back out of the room, with Sadayo stuck to it, some muffled screaming were beginning to fade away as she was lifted further, though some others were stuck with her.

Sadayo grunted, her eyes stinging still from the light and the gel that seemed to splash into her eyes. But despite this, she fought through the pain to get her eyes open. She had to see just what the hell was going on.

“A… Ann?” Sadayo said, suddenly seeing the familiar face of one of her students.

“Hey now don’t be mean,” Ann said, her head turned to Futaba and away from the foot moisturizer on her fingers, “if you can go on your computer then I don’t see why I can’t take a minute and moisturize my feet. Besides, I have an important flip-flop shoot tomorrow at the mall, my feet need to look professional.”

“A-ANN! HELP!” Sadayo screamed to the face before her. Though her voice didn't quite make it to her ears. Though Ann seemed so close, it was strange to feel she was so far away.

Ann looked back at the moisturizer on her fingers, eyeing it carefully. She had no idea that her school teacher had woken up in her container of foot cream she brought, or that the itty bitty educator was now a speck on the glob on her fingers. She thought the many dots she saw were just part of the cream, and paid them no mind.

"Well, this should be enough for a second," Ann said, her voice seeming much louder to Sadayo than even her own screaming.

Sadayo kept screaming, almost begging for help from her student, waving at her as she tried to get her other arm out.

Her cries went unheard, except for a few other captive people struggling and screaming close next to her. Ann paid them no mind as she lowered her fingers to her exposed sole, already resting in front of her as she sat on Futaba’s bed.

All the people screamed in a high pitch as they were brought towards the gigantic, soft and smooth looking flesh. As they got closer, the clean looking surface soon became dusty and textured, covered in small lines that were hard to tell unless you got really close, and bits of dirt and dust that looked a lot like blood stains and building concrete, all fairly recent additions from Ann’s small walk from the door to the bed. She had no idea she’d already slaughtered a good few cities worth of people, flattening them all beneath her beautiful feet.

Sadayo screamed as her face was shoved right into the ball of Ann’s foot, a little cleaner than the surrounding areas. She could feel every thick line and bump beneath her as her body flattened, hair and all against the bottom of Ann’s sole, her gigantic finger pushing her deep and hard into the flesh.

Fortunately, or unfortunately depending on how you look at it, Sadayo survived the impact as Ann’s finger glided over her. The incredible softness of Ann’s sole and the cream acting as a buffer allowed the tiny teacher to slide and squish easily and not get crushed. Sadayo could hardly lift her head back up to breathe as her whole body was plastered to the soft sole. As she finally did get it free, coughing and sputtering as she frantically glanced around, she saw that not everyone was so ‘lucky’.

As the cream thinned out further down towards the heel, more and more people were forced harder up against the slightly rougher and now dryer skin. Several were flattened as they were spread out against her doughy heel, giving a small pop just before becoming small lines of blood, their organs squishing to goo and their bones crushing and folding over dozens of times.

One teenage girl was especially unlucky. As she was sliding along Ann’s sole beneath her finger, the cream was quickly thinning out, until her face and upper body were slowly and painfully scrapped down like chalk on a sidewalk. The only proof of her left was her lower body stuck a few meters along her trail of blood, having snapped free from her top at the spine.

As Ann began rubbing her sole more, going back over areas in little circles, more and more innocents met the same face, giving a small scream before getting ground out between her finger and her plush sole. Some were lucky enough to escape this horrible scraping death by getting angled up and onto the top or sides or her nails. Her nails were a beautiful bright blue that matched the sky in summer, even her toes matched. They’d be very cute, if they weren’t killing dozens of people that moment.

Sadayo screamed as loud as she could as Ann’s fingers swirled to her, trapping her in a glob of gel at the edge of her nail.

“A-Ann!! Stop this! P-Please!!!” Sadayo begged her student, though she was still just too small to hear.

“Huh.. that’s new,” Ann said quietly to herself, seeing the tiny red streaks form inside her moisturizer.

She thought for a second and reasoned that it was probably some kind of berry scented concentrate orbs, the kind that popped when you rub them in. She smiled, thinking about it, this was actually kinda fun.

Ann raised the finger with her teacher on it, and deliberately lowered it onto a small dot of a middle-aged man. He let out an inaudible yell before popping and smearing along the bottom of her sole, his remains getting dragged a few meters before the blood stopped.

“Hehe,” Ann giggle quietly. Popping things was fun. And she liked how the red mixed with the white cream, making a nice beautiful orange color like an evening sunset. Who knew something so gorey could make something so pleasant?

Ms. Sadayo couldn’t appreciate it though, with every movement of Ann’s finger she felt rushed around in every direction. If it wasn’t the motion making her sick, it was the screams she could faintly hear before the muffled popping sound beneath her, as countless lives were ground out beneath her.

After another minute or so of rubbing in little circles, Ann had finally covered her sole in that beautiful white-orange mixture. Now all that was left was between her toes.

Sadayo kept up her screaming and crying as she was brought closer to Ann’s beautifully pedicured toes, each one many many times larger than herself. Sadayo found herself getting shoved between the massive monoliths as Ann squeezed her finger between her big and second toe. The little teacher was scraped off onto Ann’s second toe, still alive but trapped in a glob of cream.

She continued her screaming and crying, even louder if that was possible as her throat felt scratchy with pain.

“ANN PLEASE! I-I’M A GOOD TEACHER JUST LET ME GO!!!” she screamed, all the while not understanding she was almost invisible to her sizable student.

Ann heard nothing as she casually rubbed between each of her toes, seeing small tiny dots getting stuck between her toes. Countless more were screaming and begging for her help. Some with already broken limbs and twisted off legs, their red juices already leaking onto and moisturizing Ann’s soft skin.

Ann smiled softly again, this next part was gonna be kinda fun. As she slid her finger out from between her pinkie and fourth toes, she still couldn’t hear any of the pathetic screaming and begging that just couldn’t find its way to her ears, only the click clacking of Futaba still on her computer.

“A-Ann! P-Please! I’m your teacher!! D-Don’t-”

*POP*

In a fraction of a second, Ann scrunched up her toes. It was probably her imagination, but she thought she could feel the dozens of tiny beads all popping in unison between each of her beautiful toes. She wiggled them gently, spreading the ‘juices’ very slightly.

Ann smiled once again to herself, the beads really did make it a little more fun to moisturize her feet. They’d look beautiful for her shoot tomorrow.

Now, onto the other foot.
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