Underfoot, you hear the girl grunt in annoyance "crap i forgot to change up my money" she muttered to herself before stepping off you, thankfully though you have a few tread imprints from her shoe, you don't go with her, remaining behind on the pad. Mentally you breath a sigh of relief, now you can work on reforming your body. Of course it is never that easy with you. No sooner had the girl walked off than you saw the familiar towering figures of your friends Kat and Ana both step up onto the machine. Neither of them were looking down at the dance pads as Kat stomped her foot down on you and Ana slipped some money into the machine.
Kat repeatedly stomped on your arrow pad to select a good song and, with you helpless under foot and with a bit of gum pressed into your eye from Kat's shoe, began to ask the gods why your life was so much harder than everyone elses. Your friends were totally unaware they were ontop of you as they began dancing to the music, following the instructions on screen. Of course Kat had chosen a fast, bouncy song that had her stomping her feet repeatedly. Between Kat's natural competivness and Ana's love of gaming, this could take a while.
With each stomp of Kat's foot, you were becoming increasingly blacked from dirt and grime from Kat's shoe, even the piece of gum had been ground into you and come unstuck from her foot, leaving a blotch of pink in the blackened smear that was your body. Kat's shoe on the other hand had probably never been cleaner, as your body had seemingly sucked all the dirt off of it.
After about a dozen songs, the girls were finally exausted enough to stop. Panting you heard Kat say to her sister "lets go get a drink then we can go see what Jill is up to" and Ana pantingly replied "yeah, ok, sounds good" finally your friend stepped off of you leaving you staring blurily with your one usable eye up at the dance machine, praying no one else would use it until your severly destroyed body had a chance to reform. You were pretty certain when you reformed you would be naked, your clothes probably torn to shreds from the stomping session.
after a long while of nothing happening and no one playing the game you...
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