"I thought that was you... Hard to get a game over, yeah?"

"What?" Mathew whimpered, feeling the cold tile on his back as his eyes flickered open to see the enormous Elven woman crouched over him. A fan idly spun behind her as her deep red eyes kept locked on his tiny body. He couldn't move, not sure if it was the crippling sensations he had been going through non-stop or if it was the simple lack of energy. He couldn't do anything to escape.

"Mite bit of a hurry, so maybe next time I'll show you off to the gals. You're a strange little human, ya' know that? I mean, I know you're obviously immortal and all, but sneaking under my foot to get crushed? That's fuckin' weird man."

"I..." Mat whimpered out in a light huff.

He couldn't find the words to say before he watched Nikita stand up over him, like a rising tower spanning an impossible distance above. The little one was cast in her shadow, the light behind her making an interesting silhouette as her piercing red eyes seemed to glow.

"Shit, I'm wasting too much time," She said, shrugging, "Hey Love, normally if I had a human I liked I'd just like... Toss it in a jar with air holes or something till I got back, but you're already rock-hard so I'll give you a treat real quick. Got' practice with Siv that I have to be at in about an hour. I'll introduce you two later... Doubt you'll mind, but like, sorry for the smell - Socks kinda fuckin' reek."

Still scrambling to find the proper words to say, Mathew watched as the woman's socked foot slid over his tiny body. She pinned him down, forcing the air from his lungs as he squirmed in pleasure, letting a light moan slip across his lips as the scent of her well worn socks filled his lungs. It wasn't instant. Nikita let up the pressure, allowing Mathew to breathe in the scent before pressing back down. She could feel him quaking, his erection pressed against the fabric of her sock as his hands gripped into it as well.

"Deep breaths, love."

It was rough, the sweat obviously dried into the fabric throughout a night, but even with that the smell was incredibly strong. Teasingly she lifted her heel and began to twist him a few times. His back squeaked on the clean floor as he was ground down. Short little huffs turned into quicker pants as his lungs tried to gather as much air as their compressed state would allow.

Then, the pressure poured on again.

With a single press and twist, she felt Mathew's body pop and snap. Each shocking sensation was muffled by the fabric of her sock, but she could still make out most of his crackling body as bones gave way with casual force. His form burst, and she could feel tiny organs spread against the underside of her sock, sending a chill up her spine. Her own breath a little shaky, she tilted her head and rolled her shoulders, dissipating the strange sensation.

"Mmgn... Too gooey," She complained as she twisted him down, feeling a few more pops from his body, "Wish you were a bit smaller love, not sure how I feel about you being so damn big. I mean, Siv might love it but... Next time, smaller..." She trailed off casually as she simply walked forward.

Mathew's body stuck to the fabric of her sock, and while she didn't particularly care for the sensation of such a large human on her foot, she simply left him there. It'd be a good story to tell Siv, her friend loved to hear about the humans she'd been experimenting with.

Almost as though she was being corrupted...

Nikita didn't mind.