Unluckily for you, the exam was far from over. What had been what must've been half an hour were a merley ten that you managed to survive so far. Now you just had to wait, your nose picking up the adhesive of the plaster as well as the aroma of Leia's foot. It was like someone took cheese and proceeded to stomp it into her sandals insole for a few days of not showering. It wasn't pleaseant to say the least, assaulting your nose, not even blocking your nose with your free arm helping.
That was fifteen minutes into the exam. At that point she was holding still only to start tapping her other foot... the one you were on. You couldn't really see that she did, but your legs were painfully bent backwards as her foot rose, almost to the point of breaking them due to pressure and the unnatural bending, only to slam down with a deafening boom making you cover your ears... only that you couldn't! You only had one arm, only covering one ear and leaving your nose free to smell the putrid, cheesy smell of her feet. You couldn't escape either as the constant movement made you dizzy and you needed your arm to shield you, being forced to either go deaf on both ears or smell her feet while she was simply thinking about some hard question, completely unaware that she was torturing a small human as she did.
That was twenty minutes in.
At thrity minutes, she finally stopped tapping her foot, sliding the one you were tapped forward and propping it up on the heel. You were along for the ride, suddenly turning and staring down, only able to see the toes of her other foot. The second and fourth toe were covered in plasters as well, the smell increasing even further, blocking your nose barley having effect any more. You wanted to puke, but you were too afraid of what she would do when she found out you puked on her. No, you just had to endure watching her toes gently flex and scrunch as she thought about what to do, watching the sweat roll down between them, disappearing onto the worn, brown insole. It would somewhat hypnotic if you weren't concentrating on not puking.
Yet that didn't seem to be enough as you watched her toes, and entire foot for that matter, come closer towards you. Her toes were aimed right at you, lifting off of the sandal a bit and showing you the deep imprint they made over the time. The sandal slammed down right below the plaster, her toes extending forward and slamming above it with you trapped between the two, forced to smell both the stale smell of her insole and the fresh smell of her toes. You just couldn't try and hold on anymore, trying your hardest to get off the plaster, clawing at it and trying to rip it off, but not nearly fast enough. She scrunched her toes, hitting your head and giving you one hell of a headache, barley seeing her grab one rather loose corner between her toes and pulling a little on it, only to let go and repeat the same thing. She kept hitting you, coating your head in her foul sweat as she simply and innocently played with one of her many plasters, slowly ripping it off. It wasn't necessary anyways, the wound was basically healed and she had just forgotten to take it off. Her toes kept abusing you, slowly ripping the plaster off until it finally gave way! Only to have one end stick to her toe, the other landing on the insole along with you.
You rolled into the deep imprint of one of the toes, feeling the abuse they had gotten take it's toll on your back, staring up at her toes as they desperately tried to get the adhesive off it, the plaster rocking about. You couldn't even move, sinking too much into the wet insole, just forced to watch as she managed to get it off... the plaster falling over the crater and sealing the one you were in, blocking out all light and trapping you with the smell. Though, it took barley two seconds for her toe to come crashing back down, the soft insole and plaster protecting you a little as you were simply forced into it, yet felt several bones shatter upon the impact. You couldn't even scream due to the plaster being in your face, just hoping you wouldn't die here... but without something to play with, Leia simply started to drum her toes, sealing your fate as with each hit her toe got on you, another bone broke. By the time the exam was over, you were nothing but a sweat covered red stain... nothing unusual on the plaster, Leia simply throwing it away when she finally remembered it after a few days.
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