"Wow..." He heard through the darkness...

His entire world was still black, even when he felt his hair pull upward. He could do nothing to fight it as he was lifted from the floor. Even though he couldn't move, he could still breathe... Julia could see the way his chest moved, she could smell the little one's fragrance. She had an extremely well-tuned nose, as did many of her kind here on Earth. Immobile or not, she knew he wasn't an object ~ He was alive. Mathew's eyes fluttered open as he felt wind gust over him. He was nearly face-to-face with her nose, which took deep breaths to catch his scent. The sun wasn't up yet... She looked like she had just gotten dressed and cleaned herself up. She brought him back out a bit and tilted her head in an adorable fashion, her tail swishing behind her happily.

"Julia! You almost ready?!" He heard from the distance. "If you don't leave soon you'll be late for uni."

"Yeah mom! Just a sec..." Julia replied, still looking him over. She didn't exactly have pockets on her outfit, but she didn't want to leave him laying around or caged up... She quickly snatched up a nearby futuristic-looking tool and grabbed her sandals, setting her footwear on the table in front of her.

"You... Lay really still..." She said in almost a whisper as she set Mathew right in the center of her sandal.

He couldn't disobey if he wanted to, but she didn't know that. He was a tiny human - who didn't smell like a human, but looked and breathed like one anyway. No way was she going to let this thing live a happy life... She was fine with humans normally, but knowing a little guy would be fighting for survival with her all day was a super awesome idea. Better yet, she could see the little guy was enjoying his situation! All the more entertaining when she finally would kill him later... It was almost a predatory drive to make his life miserable - He was like a rodent or something... Either way, she slowly brought the tool over his tiny body. As she did so, Mathew could feel his skin begin to stick to the insole of her sandal.

"Good luck..." She whispered, before setting the tool to the side.

She brought her sandals to the ground and stood over them, smirking down to his tiny form. She was seriously hoping that this would work without him dying too quickly! She knew her race had high arches because of the pads of her paws, so maybe he'd survive in there just fine. Mathew watched as she slipped her foot over him. His arousal slid against the fur of her arch as her foot was brought into place. Her heel smushed down beyond his feet, and the ball of her foot pressed down on his hair. She strapped her sandals up around her ankle tightly, feeling his little body beneath her.

She tested him...

Julia lifted up her other paw, putting all of her weight onto his little body. She felt her pads give a bit, as well as his lungs which were forced clear of air entirely. She was careful to angle his head so he could still breathe... Inside of her footwear was a different story to Mathew, who was nearly crying from pleasure. Her fur was incredibly soft, but it also kept a lot of her sweat's odor in place. Miraculously, the smell wasn't much different from that of a human's. She hadn't taken a shower this morning, and yesterday she wore heavy boots to uni... He was reaping the results of that choice now. As she hopped a bit on that foot, his lungs were forced to breathe with her movements. She was incredibly light, hardly even 90lbs and just starting at the University of Applied Sciences.

Julia grabbed her universal display device and ran for the door, feeling a small 'huff' of air with each stomping step she took. If someone were watching extremely closely they could see Mathew with each step she would take. Her foot would sink into her sandal enough for him to disappear in her fur, but when she would lift her foot, the space was clear enough to just get a glimpse of the little one. It was a hell of pleasure for the little one though... That little bit of play in her step had doomed his poor little arousal a constant torment. Every step she took slid it up into the fur, sending a horrendous wave of pleasure into his tiny body.

The day was long and humid, causing her to sweat as well. Her kind wasn't required to wear as much as the other races due to her coat of fur, it was considered inhumane during the summer months. She spent a lot of time with her legs crossed in class, gently bobbing the foot Mathew was trapped in during lectures. Most of the work was done using the UDD, and today's lesson was about the history of the International Space Station... After Humans discovered that they were no longer the only ones in the universe, they were allowed entry into the Galactic family of neighboring star systems within the Milky Way. The International Space Station was built up from where it was and re-branded into the Intergalactic Space Station, and humans allowed all manner of races to visit and set up residence on their home planet. In exchange, Humans were given the same luxury - Free travel throughout the cosmos for anyone looking to relocate.

Half way through the lecture though, Julia got bored... She casually set her foot down, unlacing the strap...

She didn't lose eye contact with the professor as she did so - not wanting to be 'Called out' by the teacher in any way. Casually, to pass the time, she began to slide her paw over the human in her sandal. Mathew gazed up as the fur of her arch pulled away, replaced with the sweaty pad of her paw. He could hardly breathe as the torture went on... Her toes drug over his front, his body quaked and quivered - stuck there, glued to the sandal by an unknown futuristic force. As her toes and claws would pass down his body, he would get a glimpse of her legs from his vantage point...

In passing, the Professor mentioned the year - 2408 CE...

Mathew wasn't sure this was the same version of Earth he was from. There was another timeline he was aware of around that period of time in which a Federation of Planets controlled the 'Sol System'. He had a relatively small working knowledge of that timeline, but it seemed closer to his own than this one was... It was strange how little Mathew had actually thought about his life. The fact that he had ever run into Alex on any of these earths was unimaginably lucky, let alone having her completely recognize him.

He wanted to scream. He was being tortured in a place of learning. He could see other students all around, he could hear the professor's lesson while Julia's toes slid down his body. Nobody knew he was there...

That was the point...

Julia loved it. She loved having him there, having his fate be hers. Every so often she would bring her pad over him, encompassing his entire body before teasingly pressing down. Just enough for it to hurt him, just enough for him to believe he was about to die. Believe he did... The little one felt his body press down, nearly collapse under her weight as his skeletal system creaked. The remainder of the day was spent trapped face-first against the sweaty, fur-coated arch of Julia's paw. She made sure to land on that foot extra hard from time to time in small, cute hops. To anyone else she just looked really bright and happy!

Day's end finally came, and home she went...

Julia brought up a map of the Earth on the screen next to her favorite studying alcove. She set her drink down next to her, flopping down lazily as she used her UDD to bring up her homework questions. Another small monitor came down in front of her as well... Lazily, she used her free hand to pull her left sandal off of her paw. She let it flop to the ground as she transferred codes for her university's class to the monitor that came before her. It was her usual routine - She was a Straight-A student with aspirations for more. She only got bored during the ISS lecture because she already knew it all... Some days she was convinced she knew way more about the subject matter than her teachers did. She wasn't very popular, but that never bothered her...

Julia brought her feet up onto the table, using her left foot's claw to pry off her sandal. Mathew gasped as he felt the sandal swing forward, his eyes fixated on the rippling fur of her arch as he dangled there... Casually, she gently flexed her toes... Teasing him... She already knew he was 'enjoying' himself, even if he was experiencing a huge sensory overload.

With a single button-press, whatever held him in place was gone. He fell to the table below, landing on his back. Her heel was on the edge of the table when she did this, leaving the little quivering blob of pleasure there for a second... Teasing him as she answered questions about her university's subject matter, all the while surfing around and chatting with her friends at uni...

He didn't move. She could tell he was still alive, just... Extremely overworked. She moved her foot a bit to the side so she could see him.

"Still turned on huh? Wow..." She cooed down to him past her phone. "You humans are pretty gross, I bet my paw smelt awful..."

She didn't get a response, but she wasn't expecting one anyway. She just watched him, gently clawing at his tiny chest in a vein attempt to relieve himself of that pent-up energy. Julia shrugged, and without warning, she brought her heel over the little one. He didn't even have the time to yelp as she set it down. His right leg was forced outward by the pressure, spreading the legs while his arousal was forced against his stomach. His tiny arms gripped around her heel, tugging and clawing at it as Julia simply flexed her toes, bopping her sandal's heel against the pad of her paw...

After a few seconds, he felt his hips give out. They were one of the few things keeping her paw up... They split at the tailbone, crunching down with a sickening squelch as both of his femurs broke from the pressure. As blood pooled around the little one's body, he rolled to his back. His arms flopped to the side as well... He was unable to do anything... She was so light to anyone else, but to him it felt like he was being run over by a tank.

By the time she was finished with her work, she had assumed he was dead... She took a sip of her drink before leaning forward, plucking him up by his limp little hand before tossing him over toward the trash can. Mathew landed in a pile of old food face-first. She pressed another button on her UDD, the lid to the trash closed...

The walls didn't come in... The pressure inside of the can increased dramatically though. It was a futuristic form of trash compacting... Mathew could feel as his body was pressed deeper and deeper into the trash. Bones snapped and splintered, organs ruptured and crushed as he was slowly destroyed. He, along with all of Julia's trash, was compacted down to the size of a quarter...

She finished her work with a digital voice-print signature...

"Submit Work - Name: Julia Veyr Chaykovsky"