She grinds the tissue into the ground laughing and tearing it slowly apart. "If I would step on him with these shoes I won't even feel him just like that tissue."
"Yeah but I believe he wouldn't look like that if you step on him at his tiny size. He would explode under your sole and smeared all over the floor." Monica smiles enjoying the imagination.
"Ah stop it. I would never do something like that. I love him. It only was a funny and crazy idea." Sarah said and lifted her foot from the tissue. "but where might he be?"
It hurts a lot but it doesn't kill you, even as your tissue-body rips apart. You black out for a moment but when the weight of your wife's foot lifts of you slowly come back to reality and try to get her attention. "Help!! It's me! Not a tissue!" you scream as loud as you can.
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