The crackling of fire, the smell of smoke...
It was a familiar, nostalgic atmosphere Mathew awoke to. He could hear people around, laughing and talking as the sound of glass a glass bottle being fetched from an ice cooler filled his little ears. A warm summer wind washed over his tiny body, while his senses slowly returned to him. He went to take in a deep, long breath and look to see where he was - though something was definitely amiss.
A tiny gag was put in his mouth. Air hissed from his nose as he exhaled and looked around to the giant creatures that surrounded him. They were all reptilian, some with thicker scales than others, and all with fairly mundane clothing. Some appeared to be wearing sports jackets that looked to have team names etched into them in a language he couldn't read, while others wore fairly plain outfits with band names or just solid colors. The language they spoke was strange as well, a series of hisses and clicks he had no hope of deciphering. As they all spoke to each other, laughing around a roaring daylight fire, he watched one of them pull something out. Chocolate? Bars of chocolate, and what appeared to be some form of alien graham crackers. Laughing and drinking, the group set them aside and pulled out metal poles like they were about to roast some marshmallows. But instead of pulling out a bag of fluffy snacks, they pulled out a see-through bag of humans.
Gagged, but still alive and writhing as they were pulled out one by one. The giants laughed and jested, acting like what they were doing was just part of their every-day life as they impaled the little humans on their metal poles and put them into the flames. The human's hair immediately caught fire in a flash, but once it was all gone they were put out and slowly roasted over the hot coals. He wasn't bound exactly like they were - his wrists and legs were free. Mathew felt for a way to remove his gag but it seemed to be purpose-built to keep humans from taking it off. Just as he did so, he looked up to the nearest creature. She had gray scales, curled horns, and long green hair. The reptilian was nursing her first bottle of beer, and watching as one of her friends put a freshly cooked human on the chocolate like the marshmallow in a s'more.
Mathew's motions caught her attention though, and with a laugh and a strange hiss, she reached over to him and forced him to his back. Her fingertip was slick and strangely soft as it gently tapped on his chest - and his body reacted as it always did. [REDACTED], which immediately caught her attention. She laughed again, turning to talk to her friends before looking back to the little creature she was toying with. They peeked over, drunkenly gathering around to see the [REDACTED] human as the giant reptilian woman began to rub at [REDACTED]. Eventually though, their interest waned and they returned to what they were doing.
She then plucked him by his hair and threw him to the ground near her shoes. The little blue-haired human rolled slightly, coming to a stop on his back in time to see her removing her footwear. She watched him, setting her boots to the side and stuffing her socks in as well. Some of the others watched, but just in short glances. The one that focused on Mat, however, stretched her three-toed feet toward him and pulled another bottle of beer from a cooler - presumably behind the cement barrier she was sitting on. With her claw-tip, she popped the cap off and simply watched the little one.
"Ha! Finally," Kayda shouted, laughing before taking a drink of her alcohol, "I found a foot human."
She watched as the little blue-haired human crawled over toward her feet. He began to nuzzle at her damp skin, sniffing and rubbing with his little hands as her friends gave glances over toward her. She immediately let her feet come together and set them down, pinning him underneath with his [REDACTED] trapped between each of her slick soles.
"Oh shit, really?" A friend of hers said, "Those ones are so stupid! Congrats on the willing sacrifice, luv."
A blue-skinned reptilian walked over wearing a vibrant pink-and-white school jacket. She held a bottle of beer in one hand, mostly finished off. Kayda began to slowly rub her feet back and forth, alternating so that the little one's [REDACTED] was continuously being teased while he began to quake and spasm with pleasure. After a few seconds she lifted her left foot to show her friend the [REDACTED] little mess of a human. It looked up to her, twitching slightly as she took a bite of her human s'more.
"Thanks. Doesn't it look so... Helpless?" Kayda said with a laugh, her thick tail wrapping around behind her slightly. "How are the others? Tasty?"
"Helpless indeed - And yeah, these humans are so sweet. They go so well with the chocolate." Her friend replied while chewing up her bit of food, "I'm a bit jealous though - Willing blood feels so much better I think."
"Mmhmm..."
Mathew watched as she powered through the bottle of alcohol she had, before grabbing a third bottle. They still spoke in hisses and clicks above, but whatever they were saying sounded fairly light-hearted and fun. In fact, if they weren't staring at him, he probably would think they weren't even paying attention to him. He watched as the blue-scaled newcomer ate her snack, with tiny humans writhing in the chocolate only long enough to be ripped asunder by her teeth.
Then, the foot came back down. It was musky - he could tell this giant dragoness worked for a living. Not unkempt, just a end-of-a-long-day type smell as the slick skin began to grind back down on him. Each movement sent jolts of pleasure through his body as his legs were forced one way, while his upper half was rubbed in the opposite. [REDACTED]. She was trying to coax him to [REDACTED] it seemed - and she seemed relentless.
It was only a matter of time...
[REDACTED] graced her skin - and the moment it did, she stopped rubbing down on him. He could feel her toes dig into the dirt, the skin rippling over him until her left foot began to tap. It lifted, slamming down again and again on his upper body - giving him temporary glimpses to the outside world. She was talking to her friend again, her language a bit faster and even more upbeat than before. Mathew watched as the blue-scaled friend pulled out a phone from her pocket, having finished with her snack, and she crouched down in front of her friends feet. He looked into the camera as she tapped her foot down on him. Again and again, his [REDACTED] still there - with [REDACTED]. Her foot came back down after a few more seconds as her hissing language filled the air.
"I'll see if I can make it do it again," Kayda said as she set her foot back down, "Hmmm... Get in close Nala."
Focused, she began to rub her feet back and forth. Her friend got the camera a bit closer, zooming in on the part between her feet. Every so often she could see his little [REDACTED] peek through as the little human struggled beneath her friend.
"So helpless, so stupid," Nala said with a giggle as Kayda's foot lifted so she could get a good shot of the bugs face.
He looked like he was in heaven - a strange expression of pleasure and pain as his [REDACTED]. The movements were doing a number on his body though - the space around his abdomen seemed to be getting red and bruised like it was being pushed to its limits. She moved the camera in as close as she could, nearly touching the human, close enough for its breath to fog the lens slightly before pulling it back.
"Foot humans don't have very good survival skills, do they," Kayda said as she set her foot back down and went back to work on him, "Why do you think they're even around?"
"For our entertainment? You should smash it."
"I think it's close! I feel it squirming harder."
With that, Nala moved the camera back down to the little human as her feet slowed down slightly. She moved her foot away just in time to give the camera a clear view of a [REDACTED]. Nala laughed, zooming in on the panting little dirty human before pulling back again to show all of her drunk friend.
"Got it, now let's get the splat."
She moved the camera in closer to her friend's feet as Kayda added more pressure. She pushed down on her right foot first, smashing his legs while her left one was lifted to show his reaction. It was strange though. The tiny human writhed, but the [REDACTED] it had didn't go away. Kayda kept pressure on his legs for a few seconds, expecting the [REDACTED] to disappear to no avail.
"Hahaa, what the fuck? Even the usual foot humans deflate here," Kayda said, taking a drink of her alcohol after.
"This is perfect," Nala said as she moved in a bit closer.
Kayda shifted her left foot so that Mathew's [REDACTED] was now under the ball of her foot as well. Then, she set her left foot down on his upper half. Slowly, she began to press down on his body with both of her feet - grinding and squelching him so that the camera could get every pop, snap, and squelch. After a little bit of work, the pops began to subside.
"Here's a magic trick," Kayda said as she put her third empty bottle of booze down near her tail. She leaned back, looking to the camera as she lifted both of her feet up so that her friend could record the result, "I made one human, into two!"
Mathew was smashed and torn apart. His legs were flat, pasted on her right foot while his upper body was on her left. His left arm twitched every so often as they both laughed. Nala then waited for the perfect second before pressing the 'capture image' button on her recording. Kayda set both of her feet back down into the dirt after, and the two resumed their fun day roasting humans over a fire. Eventually the night fell, all the humans had been cooked and eaten, and most of their friends had passed out on the lawn or were inside playing games.
However, Kayda kept Mat's remains on her feet the whole night - quickly forgetting about him as the alcohol took over. She lazily put her boots back on later that night without her socks, and Mathew's remains were left on each of her insoles to be trampled for years to come.