Within the first few slides of Kelly moving her pudgy legs back and forth, one of the punks falls over. Everyone freezes in alarm as Kelly announces "Uh oh! Looks like we have our first disqualification! You call yourself a skateboarder. That wasn't even that much motion."
Scrambling to get up, Kelly's right foot beats the tiny punk to the punch. Her eager wiggling toes descend upon him and pick him up between their clenched grasp and the very soft pad of her foot. Trying to push back against the soft wrinkled flesh does no good as Kelly holds her bare lower calf over the skateboard and drops the little guy just a bit beyond.
"I'd love to play, but your friends might get bored so..." Kelly cruely presses down with her foot. The punk struggles madly against her, confused at first as her foot lands on the ground but the soft plush sole doesn't squish him. Instead it slowly forms down around him and slowly presses out all the air. Suddenly though, the ground shifts under him as he looks out near her arch to the lays rays of light as the world blurs outside.
Kelly twists her bare foot against the ground and stamps on the punk a few times to make sure he is dead. Padding his body with the ball of her foot until she is sure.
To their horror, Kelly's foot with their friends remains smeared on the bottom lands up on the skateboard again. "Lets continue!" The cruel plush giantess says.
Kelly shifts the board back and forth with a bit more force this time, feeling eager to have more of them squirming under her sole. Her green eyes glare down at them. A soft pink tip of her tongue slides between her lips and licks them moist from the hot summer day. Her blonde hair hangs low over her shoulders.
The goth falls next, over toward Kellys left foot. Without missing a beat, she pivots her foot on its heel and rubs it down on her next victem. She feels him fighting under her tender sole and she scootches over so she can keep her barefoot on him while she continues her game with the other two.
Running out of air, the goth struggles in vain to escape from Kelly. Only to be finally trapped under her toes. Soft pillows of her wrinked sole pinning his legs as her toes wiggle eagerly, forcing him tightly against the ball of her foot. He doesnt last much longer beyond that until Kelly scrapes him off and brushes him along the rough surface of the board to the ground leaving a little smear.
The other two are crouched low, staring up scared as Kelly laughs more and more. "Think you're going to make it? I dunno." She tips her feet forward, forcing the board to arc away from her and they slide off onto the ground.
"Ha! I guess that shows you all. Amatures. Guess my feet are going to have to teach you two a lesson too! It's called practice, you should have tried some." Kelly teases as she kicks the skateboard off to one side, almost running over one of the punks under a grity plastic wheel.
High above they see Kelly, grinning down eagerly. She was a beautiful girl. Sweet face, soft skin, cute. But moreso they were looking at the dirty bare soles that were now held above them, her bare ankles almost smooth against her plush calves.
Kelly planted a bare foot on either punk and held them there. Feeling them squirm and struggle deeply against her wrinkles. It felt great but she was sure they didnt like it or the smell. She looked around the park a bit. The fountain was all alone now besides for her. Standing up she felt a soft wet pop under each foot, stopping the lovely wiggling feeling she was enjoying.
"So it works. Now what to do, what to do?" Kelly mused. Obviously loving the power she now had.
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