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Staring up at him, Madeline couldn’t help but flirt. First off, he was hot, he had perfect abs, a perfect face, and a cute ass. Secondly, he was a pure hunk, the type of man she often dreamed of. Most importantly though, she had no one to compete with.

Not just because the beach was relatively empty but because she had gotten rid of her would-be competitor. The past few minutes all happened thanks to chance, and a bit of her witchery. Like most Fridays she was to spend it working, but, thanks to a recent power outage work was called off.

Obviously, she wouldn't let a beautiful day like this go to waste so, rather quickly, she decided to spend the day working on her tan. Once there she scooped to see if any of the beachgoers caught her eye. With how sparse it was it didn’t take long to spot him.

He was tending to what was presumably his boat, and he was handsome. Without hesitating she began to make her way over to him. As she was, she noticed someone next to her, also walking, seemingly going straight toward the man as well.

She was what looked to be a twenty-something, and based on her eyes, she was transfixed on the hunk. As the two of them got closer to him, Madeline realized that she had to do something in order to get her man. So, without warning she cast a spell.

It made short work of her, with the woman shrinking down rather quickly. Pausing for a moment she stared down at her before crushing her underfoot. Satisfied, she continued her approach to her man, unaware that she was now stuck to the sole of her foot.

With no one to fight him for, it was pretty easy to begin a conversation with him. Soon enough she began to flagrantly flirt with the man, to which he followed suit. In no time the two had already decided to go on a date together. By now the woman was nowhere in Madeline’s mind.

Still, the woman was plastered, flattened under her foot. Although, as she was unaware of her presence, Madeline was also unaware of how she was feeling, like she cared away. Surprisingly enough the woman was enjoying this.

Not her foot though, she could care less. She was never a foot fetishist so she wasn’t enamored by her crusher’s gargantuan sole, no, she more enjoyed this treatment. Swinging both ways, she longed to experience sometime as the bottom half of a throuple, even if now she was unnoticed.

Still, this was just so hot. That hunk of a man was completely unaware of the woman stuck under the foot of the hottie he was flirting with, just the thought of that got her going. Now, living it, was almost too much.

Despite that though she couldn’t wait for this to end. It was somewhat disgusting to be flattened under a foot. Although, that wasn’t exactly why she wanted out of this. Really, the only reason she wanted out was to play with herself thanks to living this hot scenario. 

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