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Zharynn was gathering herbs in the forest on the outskirts of the territory of Oakhame when she something tromping along not too far away. This was far too careless to be an elf, a human must be trespassing, she quickly deduced. She crept up silently until they were in view, and with a quick flick of the wrist and a green glow, they disappeared into the grass.

Her voice boomed over the shrunken human "You are trespassing in elven lands, bug. You do know what the penalty is don't you?" They shook their head, a gesture that would not have been noticeable if not for elven sight. "In Oakhame, the one who catches a trespasser may do what they will with them, off the record at least." She answered.

Upon hearing this the tiny human began to run, but was cut short by a sandal flattening the towering grass directly in front of them. "I would suggest cooperating with your betters unless you want me to stamp you out like an insect. Giving you a chance after that stunt is already more than a human deserves." Zharynn practically spat out the word human, as if it left a sour taste on her tongue.

She undid her sandals and took them off, then laid back on a few stones, presenting her bare feet to the tiny person. They stared up at her in confusion, meeting her unimpressed gaze. "Do I really have to explain it to you? I've been on my feet all day and they could use a break. You're going to show them the love they deserve." Zharynn's order presented an authority far more commanding than her peasant dress would suggest, evidently, she had plenty of experience bullying the weak. The shrunken human got right to work, massaging her soles with the full force of their body. She relaxed, and watched them work with a hint of a smile on her face, which was a relief compared to the annoyance she had previously displayed.

It felt like hours of grueling smelly work, but the sun had barely moved in the sky. Zharynn finally picked up her sandals from beside her and announced: "That's enough for now. I need to get back to work." Her masseuse collapsed onto their back, panting. "Hey, I never said you were done." She said pinching them between her fingers. She placed them on the sole of her sandal, pinning them down under her thumb. Realizing what was about to happen, they squirmed in her grip to no avail. "Oh you have some fight left after all, I'd suggest saving it, you're going to need it." Her sole replaced her thumb, pinning them between it and the worn leather of her sandal. Every strap she pulled taut squeezed them tighter and tighter, until the only space left was the indent in her flesh.

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Description
Zharynn was gathering herbs in the forest on the outskirts of the territory of Oakhame when she something tromping along not too far away. This was far too careless to be an elf, a human must be trespassing, she quickly deduced. She crept up silently until they were in view, and with a quick flick of the wrist and a green glow, they disappeared into the grass.

Her voice boomed over the shrunken human "You are trespassing in elven lands, bug. You do know what the penalty is don't you?" They shook their head, a gesture that would not have been noticeable if not for elven sight. "In Oakhame, the one who catches a trespasser may do what they will with them, off the record at least." She answered.

Upon hearing this the tiny human began to run, but was cut short by a sandal flattening the towering grass directly in front of them. "I would suggest cooperating with your betters unless you want me to stamp you out like an insect. Giving you a chance after that stunt is already more than a human deserves." Zharynn practically spat out the word human, as if it left a sour taste on her tongue.

She undid her sandals and took them off, then laid back on a few stones, presenting her bare feet to the tiny person. They stared up at her in confusion, meeting her unimpressed gaze. "Do I really have to explain it to you? I've been on my feet all day and they could use a break. You're going to show them the love they deserve." Zharynn's order presented an authority far more commanding than her peasant dress would suggest, evidently, she had plenty of experience bullying the weak. The shrunken human got right to work, massaging her soles with the full force of their body. She relaxed, and watched them work with a hint of a smile on her face, which was a relief compared to the annoyance she had previously displayed.

It felt like hours of grueling smelly work, but the sun had barely moved in the sky. Zharynn finally picked up her sandals from beside her and announced: "That's enough for now. I need to get back to work." Her masseuse collapsed onto their back, panting. "Hey, I never said you were done." She said pinching them between her fingers. She placed them on the sole of her sandal, pinning them down under her thumb. Realizing what was about to happen, they squirmed in her grip to no avail. "Oh you have some fight left after all, I'd suggest saving it, you're going to need it." Her sole replaced her thumb, pinning them between it and the worn leather of her sandal. Every strap she pulled taut squeezed them tighter and tighter, until the only space left was the indent in her flesh.

available in 4k on patreon

also follow the twitter and itaku