You wake up disoriented and see an elaborate ceiling far above you. You can't move and don't know where you are. You notice a strong stench, kind of like vinegeary feet. Just as you begin to put things together, you see Princess Fia, but she looks giant from your vantage point. The princess's foot begins to descend towards your face, you try to speak, but can't say anything. A layer of sweat and grime coats the majestic beauty's foot, and when it hits you you can taste the salt. The smell is tenfold worse then before, the air is thick with a stench so putrid, you never knew it was possible. You come to the realization that you were transformed into an insole, and somehow ended up in Fia's royal flats. Princess Fia begins to move, she is getting ready to go to town. Can your he'll get any worse? Suffering under such a beautiful woman, without her even paying any heed. Sadly it is summer, and your day hasn't even started.
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