Short Gilda/Fluttershy Greentext [Micro/Feet]

>In a dark alleyway laid a yellow pegasus
>Coming to wake, the yellow pegasus sat herself up and looked around
>Unable to make out much at all aside from the concrete under her
>Her surroundings seemed larger then what she could make out
>Standing up helped very little but cause a wince of pain to her head
>The pain was sharp, but dulled quickly
>Her hand gave a soft rub to the top of her head, with her fingers brushing against a bump
>Wincing once more, she began to question how the bump came to be
>A sudden memory came to mind as she looked around at her surroundings with a shocked expression
>She was in the alleyway that peaked her curiosity some time ago
>She could remember hearing a stomp of a boot behind her seconds before being knocked clean out
>The final thought struck her heavily as she looked around at the towering, shadowy objects
>Looking upwards towards the sky for better hope at being wrong, she noticed something with panic
>It was a very large, sole of a boot, with words she could not read out of panic
>Quickly, the boot came down before she could react any further
>A small squeak of fear with her hands hiding her face from the incoming boot that had come slamming down with a loud stomp
>Trembling with fear, the yellow pegasus uncovered her face, surprised that she was unharmed
>Suddenly, she heard laughter above her
>Along with the sudden feeling of her tail being jerked back
>The pegasus was soon greeted with a warm, wet feeling on her back, followed by a familiar voice taunting her
>"Well, well, well. Looks like that new shrink powder really worked on you, Dweeb."
>Pressure was applied to the tiny pegasus, her body being pushed closer to the ground with nothing but laughter heard above
>"Now, let us cut chit-chat and get down to orders. You belong under my foot now, so you will tend to it, so when I let some of the pressure off of you, I expect you to turn around, plant your face into my sole, and take the biggest lick you can manage."
>The voice belonged to Gilda, along with the foot that rested on her back
>She could not believe she was in such a situation, but she dared not disobey
>Once the weight of the foot lifted off her back, she turned to be greeted with the large, brownish sole of Gilda's foot
>With her heading leaning in closer, a strong smell brushed against her nose, causing her face to give off a look of disgust
>It was musky with a trace of leather, as heat from the foot started to warm her body once more, it was obvious to her on why
>Daring not to run or disobey out of the fear of what Gilda would do to her
>She moved in closer with her face inches away from the warm sole
>Gilda could hardly wait on the slow mare as she pressed her foot down on the tiny mare
>The mare was practically pressed against the ground as the foot began to slowly squish her
>A squeak of fear was made once again from the mare before her face buried into the sole with a long, sloppy lick of her tongue
>The salty taste was not pleasant to her, but she continued lapping it up
>This caused a stifle of laughter from Gilda who began to lift her foot off the mare
>As Gilda looked down at the spot she had pressed the tiny mare against, she noticed that the mare was no longer there
>Before she could shout in anger, she felt the small, tickling feeling of the mare's tongue still trailing a spot on her foot
>Without question, she taunted one more time
>"Looks like you are truly stuck under my foot now, Fluttershy. Look on the bright side of all this, you will finally be useful, Dweeb."
>With that said, Gilda grabbed her boot with a grin as she slipped her foot into it with the addition of her new insole
>Tapping her boot against the ground to adjust it properly, she gave a small twist against the ground before jogging off back home