Foot traffic wasn't as heavy on the sidewalk where he was as it had been inside of the university, only locals who lived nearby and commuted on foot seemed to walk this particular path. The sound of footsteps approaching Mathew's position sent chills up his spine as he mustered all of the energy he could in his weakened, recovering body to look toward their source. He was almost too late as she approached overhead, her bright vulpine features filling the sky above him. She wore pink and white clothes, her attire perfect for jogging in the summer heat... It was just the morning though, and the air was fairly cool all around.

He watched her foot lift over him, the underside of her shoe covered in dirt and dust from her long jogs. When her heel came down in the quick split-second it took for her to take another running step, Mathew felt his hair tug at his scalp with the pressure of her weight. A gust of wind blew over his little body from the air escaping beneath her foot, sending a chill up his little spine as she stepped on his hair in passing... It was so close he could feel the rubber of her shoe on his scalp.

His heart pounded, his little body quaked and quivered on the floor involuntarily as he took in the emotions and energy he had gathered from this near-miss... As he gazed upward, he saw wings... Large, black wings swooping overhead as a jet-black crow made a pass. He hadn't noticed it's call, likely passing it off as background noise to his usual plight.

The omnivorous bird turned back toward Mathew on the floor, landing in a few hops next to his little body as it gazed down to its prey. He couldn't move from his position still, gathering energy on the ground as he recovered from his previous deaths. The crow towered over his little body, its wings now flat against its back as it prepared itself for a nice and easy meal. It's beak parted, letting out a loud 'Caw' from deep inside of it's throat as it prepared to eat. Mathew was sure the creature could tell that he was alive and aware, which would have only served to further entice the bird into attacking.

Just before it decided to take a bite, its beak poised to strike - the crow's large wings spread and it took off...

All of this happened in a manner of seconds. The bird landed, it was almost ready to take Mathew's little body away before being scared off by something else. He exhaled deeply, clearing his throat as he felt his arousal poking up between his legs. He wore what appeared to be soft black pants much like pajamas, which did nothing to conceal any form of arousal. His heart pounded in his chest, his body quaked from the intensity of the moment as she approached overhead.

The crow must have drawn her attention to Mathew's tiny body as she neared him. Violet came to a stop with her right foot directly to Mathew's side, her left still behind her. She was on her way to the college nearby, though her travel was far from time-sensitive today so she had a few minutes she could kill with something entertaining. She simply stood there for a few seconds, looking down to Mathew as he quaked. The little one rolled his head to the side, looking to the massive paw that held all of her weight next to him. It was extremely familiar - The blue and black colors, everything.

As he looked back up to the girl who stood over him, he saw her other foot lift from the ground. Her beautiful paw's pads were covered in dust and dirt, as well as a few small pebbles from the path she walked. Her toes were only a few inches over his little form as they teasingly flexed, scrunching her fur-coated arch for a simple second before the girl's toes splayed out in a taunting fashion. After that, her heel came to rest on the ground at Mathew's feet. The ball-pad of her paw was directly over him, so close that his nose touched the rough skin of her pad. It had the light musk of sweat, but the dust and dirt from her walk had overpowered that particular scent with its own.

Then came the pressure, a sensation he was all-too-familiar with in his little lifetimes. Her paw twisted as his body resisted her weight, forcing his arms and legs to sprawl out in strange ways as his head was cocked uncomfortably up and to the side. The pressure wasn't enough to kill him, just enough to torture the little being. He could feel the sidewalk's rough ground cut his skin when she twisted as well, but eventually her paw's position returned to exactly where it was when it began the torment.

"Hehheh.." Violet chuckled from above, the noise muffled by her paw...

Slowly, the pressure increased on the tiny creature again. He could feel his bones begin to creak and bend beneath her weight to their breaking point before finally snapping. Blood spurt out of his body like a tiny ketchup packet on the ground and after a few more seconds of the unrelenting pressure his intestines burst from his side in a sickening 'squelch'. His skull had resisted too, deforming like a melon under pressure before finally splitting open like a little grape popping beneath her. Most of the gore was taken in by his hair though...

He was still there... Still alive, his soul denied escape from the torment of his body as he was forced to absorb every last ounce of pain and convert it to pleasure. His spirit was becoming far more effective at this job, after having been 'broken in' so much.

*Twist... Twist...*

Slowly, painfully the little one was snuffed out beneath her weight like a used cigarette. His right arm's skin had been twisted and ground into the pad of her paw enough to sever it from the rest of his body. All of the organs that had escaped his tiny form were also demolished under the action, twisted and smashed into paste against her paw's pad as she eliminated him.

"Busted..." Violet cooed down to the little guy she had snuffed out.

When she was satisfied with his death, her mind went back to her initial task - Going to the campus' store to pick up a book for one of her classes. Her left paw lifted from the ground with a light 'Squick' as Mathew's body came with her. The soft pants he wore didn't stick well to her paw's pad though... His bare, crushed feet weren't enough to keep his flattened legs up either. As her foot took to the air, his lower half dangled down from it in a horrendously macabre display.

*Whump.*

Her paw smashed down on him again, sending another terrible wave of pleasure and pain atop his already crippled body. He wondered why his soul had not departed yet, trapped in the pelt of skin beneath the woman's paw as she went about her day. The paw lifted again, dangling his lower body just as it had before. His arm peeled off a bit as well, the right arm already lost on the path behind them.

*Whump*

As soon as her paw lifted again, Mathew could feel his lower half dangle for just a second before falling off her paw. It landed on the ground right as her heel made contact with it, squelching it a bit into her fur as she walked. However, when her heel lifted in her gait, the lower half of his tiny body did not come with them...

Hours passed as she wandered around the campus, picking up dirt and slowly smashing Mathew further and further into her paw's pad. By the time her first class was actually in session later on that day, Mat had been reduced to a smudge of a human being. A discolored stain on her beautiful, powerful paw pad.

The crow that had been watching from afar on the sidewalk had taken Mathew's lower half as its snack, also satisfied with Violet's brutal kill.