Sarah had never felt this much power before, she'd only had dreams. Stevens poor mother protested wildly to the site of Sarah's worn sandal getting closer and closer.
The giant woman's hand made contact with the smelly shoe, before Steven's Mum tried to run away. She made it to the sole craves before Sarah's horribly sweaty sole, slowly scrunched it's way toward her. She took in deep breath before the tiny woman disappeared beneath her sweaty foot, a smile crept across her face as the faint screams rose the stopped, never to be heard or seen from again.
Sarah would crave another victim. She pulled out Steven in his helicopter and placed him on the ground. she raised her other foot and violently slammed it down on the poor screaming boy. But she was not satisfied.
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