"No! You have no right to treat me like this!" you shout indignantly at him.
"Oh. It seems you do not yet know your place, " the king said calmly as he stood up, towering what seemed liked hundreds of feet above you, gazing down at your tiny figure. He slowly raised hi foot above you. You could stil see his face looking down at you above his pale, wrinkled sole.
"Do you know what the penalty is for disobeying the king?" he asked. It is usually a beating, but in this case, I think I'll just crush you under my foot, as you are no more than an insect to me."
He slowly began to lower his foot, his sole filling your whole field of vision.
"Well, what is your decision, little man?" he said demandingly.
Soon, his foot was on top of you, the pressure unbearable, not to mention the smell. The huge foot is completely unstoppable with your tiny strength. Your face is pressed against the warm sole. You have to do something, or you will soon be flattened by the enormous king.
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