Happy Sunday little ones. This ones for my masochistic tinies: As my foot lowers you are struck with panic. My giant sole is moments from crushing you and thereโs nowhere to go. At first itโll feel great, to be met with my warm, soft arch. But after a moment my entire weight will be on you, crushing each and every one of your little bones. Hopefully it wonโt take too long for you to recover, I have all kinds of things I want to do with you today๐