For the next half hour she stayed in that position, never even thinking that there might be two little bugs still stuck to the bottom of her hot, sweaty foot. Though she was barely putting any pressure on them anymore, the sheer weight of her leg was enough to ensure that they were pressed firmly down, held in place without a chance to escape. The longer she sat, the worse the conditions under her sole grew. The ground became hot and it was difficult to breath, her skin started to sweat. Soon Will and Luke were begging her to lift her foot, but their screams were muffled by the massive wall of flesh that rested on top of them.
Eventually Ha
If I were to start writing stories, let me know what you guys would be expecting. I kind of want to actually try making something for once. Please let me know your ideas in the comments, if you want to.