You can't take this. You jump off the foot stool and start running.
"Get him," commands the king. One of the guards bends down and grabs you. "As your punishment for disobeying the king," he says, "You shall be strapped to the bottom of my foot."
The guard ties you to the kings foot with a piece of string. Your face and whole body is strapped against the kings warm, leathery sole. You hate to admit it, but you are actually starting to enjoy the warm, musty smell.
"You shall stay attached to my foot until you decide to swallow our pride and kiss it." declared the king. "You have to realize that you are nothing more than a bug to me that I would just assume squash beneath my foot."
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