Japanese Soul Bound Insole and Pantsu (Flattening Tf Story/Caption)

"Hmmmm~ tell me oh so 'powerful' and 'superior' Yuki~ How does it feel?" The voice softly thrilled as a feminine hand slowly descended in front if the flattened Japanese girls face. Their delicate fingers tracing the foreign girls subtle features and the barely noticable textures across it from their piercings. "Knowing that as you put it this 'Inferior Yank bitch' was able to put you in your place and remind you of your future~"

The apparently American woman cooed as she pressed in the fabric trapped between her legs. Feeling the inadmissible protests and struggles course through it, as the cheap Japanese cloths movements became more and more feeble.

"You claimed I was Inconsequential in comparison to yourself but it seems my newly acquired 'Pantsu' are FAR more Insignificant when compared to myself. Wouldn't you agree?" The figure teased as she traced the edges of her hips. The lighter skintone shade of Yuki giving a bold contrast and clinging just right. The texture of her reduced and taut skin reminding of the moment she was trapped. Her pathetic face only too look up as the curvy American stamped down on her. Her flat face smushing two dimensional as her entire soul was squashed and reformed into the shape of her attackers foot. Her body and will shaped to the mold of their sole. Her entire being warped more and more as the parade of stomps rained down on her ending her reign as the supposed better of the two women. The expended effort causing streams of sweat to trickle down her aggressors calves and soles before soaking into her pancaked shape.

Yuki had believed for a multitude of reasons she was the better of the two of them. Her advantages in her mind clear from so much as even a glance. Let alone their business relationship. See Yuki had hired the American woman previously to arrange a series of. . . 'Unfortunate' events to make the idol she was fanatic about disappear~. Suzy Bae and her frenzied and envious assailant being none the wiser they were both pawns in Yuki's game. . .However Yuki herself now realized that despite having hired the American manipulator to be her temporary subordinate it was just that. . . A temporary hierarchy. . . Her smushed and stagnated sweat soaked features slipped into a shoe to serve as the insole, her form stomped and pressed daily until she was cemented on a two dimensional state. The woman she had casually called a Yank having appropriately yanked her out one day before stitching and folding her sheet thin form into nothing but an ass clining fabric.

"Mmmm~. . . Now aren't you just so much better like this!~ From Fit and Smug to Snug and Fitting. . . I think this is jjuuussstt right~ Don't you 'Yuki Pantsu'?"

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Here we have another Guest Star Piece~ this time starring the lovely Yuki-Hirono on DA~<3

She's a lovely person and isn't as public or posting on the Tf side but she makes for just the best smushed and reduced Insole or footstool an American girl could ask for~<3<3<3