"Now then subject, You will design the meeting of our date. Impress me and your reward will be great, disappoint me and... well do not disappoint me." She Declared you could already feel her hands dissolving your shirt as she said the word disappoint, you gulped a little not knowing what to do. She called it a date though, maybe that was a hint? Did she want to go to a date spot, you didn't know what a girl would be expecting from something like that but, you did have an idea maybe.
"I know just the place it's-" You lost your voice as she dropped you causing you to splat on the ground, only now that you could see her feet you saw one of them was covered in a thin bluish film like a sort of sock or sandal or something.
"Excellent, then we shall be on our way." She declared, without waiting for you to actually tell her what you were thinking her non 'socked' foot dropped onto you, but rather than the normal simple squash you expected instead it felt like your face stuck to the bottom of her foot and then your body folded in on itself forming something of a cushion over her whole foot. The world was exploded with purple, even the smell and taste the concentrated flavor of grape flowed over you as your body continued to twist over itself a couple of times as whatever force was pulling on you searched for something. It seemed to find it though as you felt a shiver of pleasure from something passing between her toes then wrapping back around into a 'sandal thong' only then did her full weight rest onto you again depressing the full cushioning you had been made into down to a paper thin film on the bottom of her foot. despite all of the pressure on you though, rather than overwhelming pain all you could feel was the pressure and a faint pleasant buzz The Grape was overwhelming it all though, you could barely think about anything else, especially when she started walking, the 'juice' practically oozed out of her. You thought you could hear Giselle talking but it was more like a whisper against the slapping of her feet on the ground, pounding you flatter and farther into grape land. At some point you had started feeling as if you couldn't tell what was even going on around you until you were ripped free of the foot.
Your cloths were gone now, probably dissolved by Giselle, but you were covered in a thick layer of 'sweat' that you were tempted to continue trying to lick off of you to taste just a little more but you blinked as you looked around, she had actually taken you to the place you had been thinking of! Could she read your mind or something?
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