"What?!" you say, as Hermione drags the ratty old slipper across the floor, grasping the heel with her toes.
"Get in." She says grinning hugely, her braces gleaming. She slides the slipper forward, and you nearly retch as the smell of feet and old slipper wafts your way.
"No!" You shiver as her massive arch stretches above your head, blotting out the light.
"No?" she says. "I think yes."
She drags her foot backwards, her toes landing squarely on your naked skin. You tumble over the edge of the slipper, landing with a plop on a giant stain of sweat in the shape of a foot. The leather bottom of the reeking slipper is torn and ripped, and coated with sweat.
"How's it smell, huh?" She says as she places her big toe in the heel of the slipper and rocking it back and forth.
You are flipped around, landing face down in the depression made by her big toe. The divot reeks of rubber and sweat and lots of wear.
"haha, this is fun."
Hermione tosses her hair back and wriggles her massive toes above your stinking prison.
She stomps her foot over the opening of the shoe, filling the shoe with stale foot smell.
You run to the toe section as she says.
"This gives me an idea for another punishment."
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