Made as part of a trade with @InfintyGem.

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Given her past as a former Red Room spy, Yelena Belova had learned how to quickly get the intel as soon as possible. Whereas most spies would rather go deep undercover, or some would use torture, she had quite a different method.

To an extent, it was torture, although it wasn't that known about, so within S.H.E.I.L.D.'s guidelines, she was able to it. What was said method? Well, it was quite simple. The person with the intel would be shrunk then put in her boots.

From there, they'd stay as her insole until they finally relented and gave her what she needed. Helena was learning that firsthand. The Hand spy had infiltrated S.H.E.I.L.D. not too long ago, however, she was soon picked out by Yelena.

Upon which, she was introduced to the spy's boot. "Well, well, well, look at little Miss Wannabe Spy. I guess you neve expected to infiltrate my footwear, hehe. There's no helping you now. Now your only hope is that a few gallons of m foot sweat would help get what you know out of you."

"Anyways, I can't spend all day talking to my new insole. I hope you enjoy spying at my feet." With that, Yelena dropped Helena into her boot, her foot following soon thereafter. Sure, she had experienced her fair share of torture in her days as a spy, but there was nothing quite like this.

No matter where her feeble body was, it was constantly experiencing the crushing weight of Yelena's foot. The giant sole quadrupled the size of her body. Her body was, in a way, being flattened, minus becoming as thin as paper.

With her foot came its extremities. "Oh, and uh, sorry about the sweat down there," she teased. "My boots can get kind of hot, causing me to really sweat, so hope you enjoy, hehe." As per her threats, her foot sweat was a lot. It was like rain constantly flowing onto her.

It was honestly pretty gross, especially since she could taste its saltiness. Alongside the taste of her sweat and feet as well, she was forced to inhale her scent. A rather potent funk which made her eyes water.

Helena did have to admit, this was quite the rather extreme way to get intel. If she were to survive this, she would definitely try it on some other spies herself. First, though, she had to get through this. It became apparent that Yelena was not a pro in this form of information gathering.

Despite practically inventing this, she was still rather amateur with this. Some of her stones would be practically a killing blow, others would be nothing. It was quite disorienting, honestly, only made worse by how long she had been in her boot.

Unlike most other spies, she would be able to last a long time. Although she couldn't last forever. Soon enough, Yelena's foot would get the best of her. When that happened, she would have to reveal all the Hand's secrets. But that wouldn't be for a long while.

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