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Gigi likes working where she does, she’s respected as a higher-up employee and actually takes her job very seriously. She loves being able to work hard and let others follow her to being effective and productive members of the job site. Being the general manager of the floor in her building, the company puts high expectations on her to allow everything to continue running smoothly, with as few hiccups in the daily routines as possible. Gigi is respected for being productive, headstrong, and rarely needing any assistance from anyone. She’s a real hustler, but only her friends outside of work know how sensitive and goofy she is, she’s really a very silly person when nothing pressing is actually needing to be accomplished. That duality makes for some funny situations, she can be quite stern in contrast to her goofy normal self in friendly quarrels! The company really believes that vulnerability and closeness are keys to connecting with people in a team-setting, you can’t be unwilling to

By: Spiderweber It was late in evening before Jennifer packed up her briefcase and left the office. The Beautiful Brunette was anxious to get herself home after what was an exhausting week of work. She loathed having to visit client after client, managing the phone calls for her stickler of a boss, and being espied by lascivious eyes of co-workers. But… at least the pay was alright. The young woman was reminded of this fact as she strode through the parking garage only to see her high end sports car parked alone in the brightly lit, underground facility. “Last one out as usual…” She groaned to herself as she pulled out her keys and unlocked the car remotely. The gorgeous women wore her usual daily attire, consisting of a white, button down blouse covered over by a black suit jacket. A tight pencil skirt clung around her hips descending midway to her knees where it gave way to her long, dark, hosiery clad legs tipped at her feet with high heeled stilettos. The sound of her heels

The Glutton Chef Monster Chapter One Glutton Chef"Ha Ha Fat chance Tickle. Tickle Monster"Oh so you don't believe you can do it? Glutton Chef"Nae I am the Glutton Chef, Nobodies Legend grows more than mine. Tickle Monster"Hmm well if you can fatten up 5 People to extremes in a span of two days you will allow me to respectfully go into your Kitchen to feed Pedal Sole. Glutton Chef"Yes Aye sure and be warned, I work fast Laddie. The Tickle Monster grins, and he took the Glutton Chef's hand. As a sign of 'Your on' he also uses sneaky tiny tentacles to tickle his sides. Glutton Chef"Ah ah H-HEY What've i told you i am NOT Ticklish! Tickle Monster"HA HA HA oh i know, But i know who is. Glutton Chef"Fine tickle them, But my time is short so i must part to the outside world. The Glutton Chef Monster packed a few things and deported the Monster realm. He can shapeshift a grown Man a short Man attractive or not but he always get his

WARNING : the following story contains Size changing, growth, shrinking, and maybe +18 content. You've been warned. "Hey wait me !" Alex shouted at his little sister Emily and her friend. Alex was assigned by his mother to take care of the 2 of them because she had to go at an important meeting. He was a grown-up 20 years old, living close by his mother's home and he was on vacation. The 2 girls he had to keep an eye on were 2 energetic 16 years old, even thought they are old enough to not be monitered, they needed Alex to go to an abandoned castle 30 mins away from their home. "Where did you guys go ?" Alex yelled after opening the castle's door. "Fine I'll come find." As Alex roamed around the place, he noticed something wierd in this castle, some rooms seemed really big whereas some felt really small. Same for the furniture. Alex wondered why there would be such differences in height and he thought maybe it was a castle made for giants and dwarfs, with the rooms sometimes being

It had been about two days since the girls of class 1A went missing. Though, to say they have gone unnoticed would be an understatement. Most surprising of all, all of the girl's belongings had vanished. Their rooms were completely empty, as if no one lived there. The media would be quick to report on their disappearance. The heroes and police were at a loss, with no leads. They did not know where to look. The heroes and police were at a loss, with no leads. They did not know where to look. Their classmates and parents worried sick. Even if they were told by the teachers not to talk about it, they couldn’t help it. They wanted to help. The girls of class 1B were discussing ways that they could help in the disappearance of the girls. By the looks of it not by much. It's 8 pm, an envelope appeared on the table. Taking the attention of the girls. Kendo, with a mix of curiosity and trepidation, opens the envelope and finds a note inside. The absence of an address adds an extra layer of intrigue. As she reads the note, a sense of secrecy and urgency washes over her. It becomes clear that the contents are meant only for the eyes of the girls in class 1B, with a warning not to share it with anyone else. With cautious excitement, Itsuka pulls out six polaroid photos from the envelope. The expressions on her face reveal a disturbing revelation. The other girls, sensing something amiss, gather around, their voices filled with concern and curiosity. What is it, Kendo? Kimori asks, her voice trembling with anticipation. Yeah, what’s going on? The others chime in, their voices echoing in unison. With a deep breath, Kendo turns away and reluctantly shows them the photos. The girls gasped in shock and disbelief as they saw the explicit images captured on the polaroids. It’s not just still frames but multiple poses and positions, almost like physical gifs. And to make matters worse, each photo has the name of one of their missing classmates written on the bottom, along with the date they disappeared. The girls are horrified and outraged, realizing that their missing friends have been captured and exploited in such a degrading and violating manner. And they know that they need to act fast before it’s too late. Their determination is fueled by a mix of anger and hate as they set off to save their friends. Momo Yaoyorozu was the first victim, her screams muffled by the tape wrapped tightly around her mouth. She was in her hero suit, her large, voluptuous breasts on full display as a man pinched and fondled them with malicious intent. She was bound tightly with rope, her wrists tied to her front and connected to her knees, rendering her completely immobile. Her ankles were also bound, allowing the man to do as he pleased. Yaoyorozu’s eyes burned with rage and resistance as she watched a second man, too, lost in his lust to even acknowledge her presence. He was swirling his tongue all over her creamy arches, causing her toes to twitch from the ticklish feeling. Next in line was Ochaco Uraraka, dressed in her hero suit, but completely vulnerable and helpless. A man sat behind her, caressing her body and kissing her neck, while tape was placed over her mouth to keep her silent. Her expression was one of discomfort and fear, as she desperately tried to pull away from the man who was molesting her. Just like Yaoyorozu, Uraraka was bound in the same manner, her feet exposed and vulnerable to the man’s sadistic desires. He tickled her feet, scratching at her soles with his fingernails, while another man licked the side of her left foot in a sickening display of perversion. Tsuyu Asui was next in line, her face pressed against the floor and her ass up in the air. She was dressed in her hero suit, but it provided no protection against the two men who were now holding her down and teasing her sensitive soles. Her arms were tied behind her back, and her legs were spread apart and tied to the floor, leaving her completely at the mercy of the men. She bit down hard on a rope that was placed between her teeth, trying to stifle her screams and protests as one of the men caressed her rear, while the other touched her intimately between her legs. Kyoka Jirou was next in line, dressed in her hero suit but completely at the mercy of the man who was teasing her nipples and violating her body. Her hands were cuffed behind her back, and her ankles were also cuffed, making any movement futile as she thrashed and struggled to escape. But a man at her feet had a good hold on her, and he seemed to relish in the power he held over her. He brought her feet close to his face, as if her toes were made of candy, the man licked all over her pinky toe with a feverish intensity. Jirou’s face contorted in disgust and humiliation as she watched him, her ring gag unable to muffle her cries of protest. Mina Ashido was next; unlike the others, she was tied to a special chair. And unlike the others, she was bound more tightly. Chemical resistant rope was tightly wound around her body, accentuating her curves and leaving her breasts completely exposed. Her skin-tight hero costume was pulled down, baring her pale pink breasts with their hard, magenta nipples. Multiple layers of tape and rope were used to secure her tightly in place, her defiance clear on her face as she trembled in her restraints. To further silence her, a red ball gag was shoved into her mouth, muffling her angry protests. As a man held her legs, his tongue slithered in between her toes as if to taunt her. Toru Hagakure was last in line, her body completely exposed and vulnerable on a man’s lap. She was only partially dressed in her hero costume, with her gloves and a pair of red panties that did very little to preserve her dignity. The man caressed her hips and legs, while another pinched and squeezed her breasts together, making her feel violated and humiliated. But the worst part was that she was fully visible, with her invisibility quirk unable to protect her from the lecherous men. Her big eyes were wide with fear as she was played with like a toy, unable to do anything to stop them. And as one man held her legs, his tongue worked its way up her luscious soles as he looked into the camera with a mocking look. ......................................................................... After seeing what was in the pictures, the girls made their way toward where the address told them to go. Knowing that any second wasted meant more harm for the girls of class 1A. They foolishly followed the instructions, and they told no one, not even their classmates. They were also wearing their hero costumes, what for, they weren't sure but did it anyway. It was about 9 pm by the time they got to where they needed to be. The building looked worn down but hoped that they were here. They made their way in, and once inside, it felt wrong. The inside was well kept, clean, and well illuminated. Second, the door behind them was locked. Windows could not be broken. With no other choice, they made their way deeper inside. Soon, they arrived where they guessed where they had to be. It looked like a warehouse. Men everywhere, dressed in a variety of clothing. While two men stood them above all. On the catwalk was one with a black suit and mask with an eyeball on his forehead. Next to him is a man wearing a button-up skirt with grey slacks and black dress shoes, on his face a mustache black shade and phedora. The girls were tense, but Itsuka broke the silence. " We did as you said, told no one, and wore our hero costumes. Now, where are our friends!?" Shouted the young hero. "They are housed somewhere else. However, if you want us to take you to them, we are going to have to restrain you first." Said eyeball that looked dead at them. “How can we trust you!?” Shouted the girls, a hint of worry in their voices. “You don’t have much of an option,” said eyeball. As if a magic word was said, the men on the ground started to surround the girls, rope, tape, and weapons in hand. Of course, they thought this might happen, so they went on the offensive. But soon, they realized their quirks weren't working. They were quickly overpowered by the sheer number of men. They were kept on the ground by the men's strength. They began to tie the girls up and then gag their mouths with a strip of tape. "This is a temporary bondage, but it'll hold," said a man. The girls were seated. "That was easier than I thought it was going to be," said one of the men " Better test that their restraints hold, I don’t want them breaking free." Said eyeball. On command, the men split off to each girl. The girls question what he meant by that. Still being young and inexperienced in the world, the girls fail to realize the men's true intentions. Even after seeing the pictures, they hoped that it was only a way to taunt them. That nobody would be that cruel, it was a thought they kept at the back of their mind. Two men go with Komori, one sits behind her while the other is in front. He stares at her for a moment. His eyes scanning her body, gazing at her creamy legs till he got to her boots. Komori gasped in surprise as the man lunged at her feet. He tugged off her pale pink boots, exposing her small size six feet. Freed from her pink boots, Komori wiggled her bubbly toes, and her toes were adorned with a light pink polish. The man grabbed her ankles and brought her feet closer, admiring the creamy color of her soles. His hands caressed her feet, exploring every inch of her delicate skin. “You got some sexy little feet on you, girl.” Said the man, creeping her out a bit. He started kissing and sucking on her feet, swirling his tongue around her arches. Komori squeaked in surprise as she felt his tongue on the bottom of her feet, Causing her to scrunch her feet in defense, the man at this point was moaning in pleasure, as he savored the taste of her petite feet. As if he felt left out, the man behind her grabbed her by her breasts. Squeezing them enjoying the feeling of them in his hands. Ibarra gasped in shock as the man grabbed a hold of her legs. He started tugging her knee-high black boots off, revealing her pale size 7 feet with light green toenails. The man ran his hands all over her feet, exploring every inch of her skin. Ibarra felt a strange sensation as the man caressed her feet. She had never had her feet touched before, much less by a guy.The man seemed pleased with how soft and well maintained her feet were and lowered them down. Ibarra watched in amazement as he placed her feet in between his legs and started rubbing them against his crotch. The pleased look on his face only made her more uncomfortable. At the same time, another man came up behind Ibarra and lifted her dress up. He started caressing her legs and breasts, sending shivers down her spine. Ibarra tried to push him away, but he only continued to molest her. She could feel his hardness pressing against her body as he groped her in all the wrong places. His hands roamed freely up and down her body, as he enjoyed her struggles and moans of discomfort. Pony let out a muffled moan as the man groped her chest, pinching and squeezing her breasts. He licked and sucked on her neck, leaving her feeling helpless as he held her in place. His hands roamed all over her body until they made their way inside her pants. He started touching between her legs, making Pony buck against his invasive touch. Her face darkened in embarrassment and humiliation as the man kept his hand between her legs and another at her bum. Another man stood over her, rubbing his crotch as he patiently waited for his turn. Pony felt powerless, unable to escape the situation she was in. "Mnmnnnn!!!" Cried kendo, a man was playing with her breasts, his hands traveling her body. Caressing her thighs, enjoying her smoothness, he started touching between her legs, causing her to buck against the invasive touch, enjoying her struggles as the man continued to molest the 16-year-old. The other man was busy stroking himself with Kendo’s feet, building a large bulge that was groaning against his pants. Kendo felt her stomach twist in revulsion as the man at her feet forced her to give him a footjob. She wanted to cry out in protest as her feet were used to pleasure the mans length, but the gag in her mouth kept her silent. She felt the man’s bulge grow harder beneath her feet, and her heart sank as she realized what was happening. She could see more men gathering around her, eager for their turn, and she felt a wave of despair wash over her. Tokage gasped in surprise as the man squeezed her breasts and caressed her legs. She felt her cheeks heat up as she realized that the other man had removed her boots. Her heart pounded in her chest as she wondered what they had planned for her next. Gazing at her bare feet, he saw her flex her newly freed toes of which were painted green, her creamy soles teasing the man to no end. Getting a good hold of her ankles, the man slowly started to drag the tip of his tongue up the sole of her left foot. Setsuna squealed; she yanked her feet back, blushing profusely. Her eyes wide from the feeling, the man wanting another taste. He grabbed her feet back with much resistance till they were in front of his face. Grinning, he licked at her soles again, causing her to scrunch her feet, but it didn't ease the ticklish sensation. The men realizing how ticklish she was would be sure to capitalize on it later. Kobai and Yanagi were seated together. Men played with their breasts. Though they were quiet while being molested, they weren't expressionless. Discomfort on their faces as the men played with them. the men's hand pinching and groping their 16-year-old bodies. Men were at their feet, the one on Kodai was caressing her feet, running his fingers over her soft soles, her feet being a size 7.5, her toenails painted with black nail polish matching her skin. The man then brought her feet to his fac, he then started making out with her feet. The man moaned as he kissed and sucked on her feet. “Mm” said Kodai. She watched the man kiss and suck on her soles seemingly in love with her feet. It felt weird, never having felt anything like this before, Kodai simply closed her eyes, allowing the man to do as he pleased. Yanagi's feet were at a man's mouth he sucked on her toes, his tongue going between them and the balls of her feet. Moving on from her toes, Yanagi subconsciously wiggled her toes, feeling the man's saliva in-between them. Continuing the foot worship, the man swirled his Toung on her arches, moving onto her heals sucking on them. She couldn’t deny that being worshiped did tickle quite a bit, with a few more licks. The man stopped sucking on her heals. as the man took her feet out of his mouth. He placed her feet on his harden bugle, and the man began to moan. Finally getting some sexual satisfaction, he rubbed her feet on his groin. Yanagi started to buck from being used as a toy. "Man, your boys sure are quick with it.” Said eyeball. He chuckled, watching with keen interest as the girls were eagerly molested. “It’s only natural. Most of these guys have been backed up for months. Speaking of jobs, you should have seen their faces when I told them about this one.” Said Vic laughing as Him and eyeball make their way towards the deuchbagery They observed as the girls were being played with. Most of the girls' struggles started to slow. As they realized, they had no choice but to suffer what the men desired. Kiniko was having a harder time now, as she felt up Rougher as two men squeezed her breasts and caressed her legs. The man behind her kissed and licked her neck as she tried to pull away. The other was growing, her feet now pressed up against his crotch, with every stroke of her soul, his bulge would twitch. her small feet were clearly overwhelmed by what the man was packing. Kodai made no effort to resist the men as they played with her. The man at her feet finally took her toes into his mouth, his Toung going between her toe as he licked the bottom of her toes as well as the pads. The man then started to suck on her toes, Kodai just sat there she made no attempt to resist by curling her toes. The man was sucking on each individual toe, a smile on his face as he made eye contact with her. He started licking around her toes. “yeah this one is going to have a hard time” said Vic in his own wa, having pity for her. he watched his goons eagerly moleste the teen. Eyeball watched the men do as they pleased. “She’ll be really popular, just like the pink one.” Said eyeball. By no, Kendo's struggles slowed as she realized there was nothing she could do, but let these men do what they wanted with her till they were satisfied. She tried to kick and use her quirk one last time, but it was hopeless. With her feet and legs being bound, there was nothing she could do. her feet were trapped, busy pleasuring the man's cock, which was rock solid now. “These heroes need to learn that they are not that special”said eyeball. Let's get these girls out of here, "said vic. The men begin to complain, having to end their fun with the girls." Hey, if it was up to me. you guys could spend the whole night with them, but now is enough, don’t fuck it up". The men knowing not to cross the line stop. A look of relief on the girls' faces as they halt their actions. Begrudgingly, the men give one last lick, pinch, grope, and stroke. As They put the girl's footwear back on, as well as fix their clothing. lifted and put inside a van, with a few men to keep them "company." For a moment, the girls rested, recovering from the molestation they had just experienced. The girls comforted one another with reassuring looks like the van drove away. The girls guessed that they were being taken to where 1A's girls are. They would continue to be the playthings for the men that would lust for their teenage bodies and pretty feet. While all of this was happening, portals appeared in each of the girls' rooms. Men dressed in black suits started raiding the girls' possessions. They took the girls cloths and shoes , even their furniture. Some took the time to sniff and lick the girls footwear. Nothing was left behind, leaving the rooms to look like they were uninhabited. As the van drove throughout the night, each girl was processing what had just occurred to them. Kendo realizing that she fucked herself and her friends over, to be used to satisfy these men and Maby many more. By doing what these men demanded, they themselves will more likely than not be used to lure other women into the same fate. Ibarra would pray on the ride towards their new destination that they would be found, safe and unharmed, and hopefully untouched.

Satisfied, Phil stood in the hallway of his new apartment with the last box from the moving truck. A promotion forced him to move to Munich, and now Phil found himself in his little kingdom, which had been surprisingly cheap. He put the box on the stack with the others and closed the door. Grinning contentedly, he went to his balcony. The building was on the outskirts of Munich and was rather simple, but it was built on a slope with a fantastic view of the houses and streets below. There was another person living in the same house, right next to him. As he brought in his furniture and boxes, he was able to take a look at the mailbox. "A. Lee" was written on the sign in elegant handwriting. Who was that? He would probably find out. The house was the last on the street, there was a park and some forest between this house and the neighboring house, so it was very quiet and idyllic. Phil went back inside and into the bedroom where he started assembling his dismantled bed. After a good

In a world plunged into darkness, Glacia, the 18-year-old swordsman, finds herself captured by Xia, her implacable rival. Drugged, kidnapped, and gagged, she wakes up in a sinister place, unaware of her dark fate. Xia, determined to enslave Glacia, takes sadistic pleasure in tormenting her. "You thought you could surpass me, Glacia? Now you will be at my feet," whispers Xia in an icy voice. She tickles Glacia's most sensitive places, her navel, her feet, her sides, seeking to break her spirit. Despite the pain and torture, Glacia maintains her determination. "You won't break me, Xia. My spirit is stronger than your chains," she whispers, determined to find a way out of this dark captivity. A mental and physical battle begins, while the darkness of the fantasy world envelops these two rivals linked by a cruel destiny. Xia: (sarcastic laughter) Did you really think you could challenge me, Glacia? Glacia: Hahaha... hahaha...! Xia: (mocking) What a childish laugh, Glacia. It sounds like a pathetic melody. Glacia: Hihihi... hahaha...! Xia: (sarcastic) Look at you, unable to say a single word. A real comedy show. Glacia: Hooho... haha...! Xia: (provocative) That's it, keep laughing like an idiot. As if that would change anything. Glacia: Hahaha... hehehe...! Glacia's laughter rings out, filling the room with its echo. Xia, indifferent, continues to mock, unaware that behind this childish laughter lies the silent strength of Glacia's determination. A silent duel begins, where laughter becomes the mask of an inner battle. Xia: (cruel smile) Oh, do you think that's funny, Glacia? So let's laugh together. Xia gags Glacia's mouth, stifling her laughter in the forced silence. Glacia: Mmmph! Hahaha...! Xia leans down, fixing her gaze on Glacia's navel, ready to intensify the agony. Xia: Let's see if this part is as ticklish as the rest. Xia's fingers venture over Glacia's stomach, tickling her navel with calculated cruelty. Glacia: Mmmph! Hahaha...! Xia, satisfied with the reaction, continues her sadistic assault, determined to break Glacia's resistance through muffled, helpless laughter. The room resonates with Glacia's forced laughter, as Xia explores the most sensitive corners of her being. A silent battle takes place, where cruelty and determination intertwine in the darkness of this fantasy world. Xia: (sadistic smile) So, Glacia, who do you swear loyalty to? Say it, and maybe I will free you from this torture. Glacia: Mmmph... Xia: (frowning) Don't you want to answer? Alright, let's start with something simpler. Repeat after me: "I'm a worthless idiot." Glacia: Mmmph... Xia: (annoyed) You don't even want to play this little game? Very good, you will have looked for it. Xia intensifies the torture, her actions becoming more cruel. Glacia, resolute, refuses to give in. Xia: (grinding teeth) Either you submit or you suffer more. The choice is yours. Glacia's forced laughs become muffled moans, but her gaze remains marked with determination. The struggle to preserve one's dignity and loyalty intensifies in this dark and cruel universe. Xia: (looking at Glacia) Look at you, Glacia. One week of suffering and your spirit is broken. You are nothing more than a shadow of who you were. Glacia, with a blank stare, only emits a fitful laugh in response, her frail body shaken by uncontrollable spasms. Xia: (sarcastic) You see, you no longer have any dignity. No more willpower. Every time you have to pee, you will do it immediately. Isn't that right, stupid? Glacia nods weakly, her grotesque, demented smile remaining frozen on her face. The drool continues to flow, a constant reminder of the cruelty inflicted. Xia: (laughing) It's pathetic, Glacia. You are now my broken puppet, condemned to live in this dark world that you wanted to conquer. Darkness envelops Glacia, her spirit crushed, as Xia contemplates her victory in this sinister-tinged fantasy drama. Xia: (cruel) Idiot, to whom do you swear loyalty? Idiote (Glacia): Idiote swears loyalty to Xia. Xia: (laughing) Very good, Idiot. Repeat after me: "Idiote is a worthless fool." Idiote (Glacia): Idiote is a worthless fool. Xia smiled sadistically, relishing in Glacia's total submission. Suddenly, Idiote (Glacia) can no longer hold back, her weakened body no longer responding to orders to restrain its functions. Xia: (laughing harder) Oh, you really became such an idiot all the way. An additional act of humiliation, urine is spilled, symbolizing the total decline of the one who was once Glacia. The darkness of this fantastic world seems to feed on the misery of this fallen heroine. Xia: (with a deceptive smile) Here's some food, Idiot. Eat, you need to regain some strength. Idiote (Glacia): (in a docile voice) Idiote is grateful, mistress. Xia gently strokes Idiote's head, who reacts with a strange, distorted joy, her empty gaze briefly lighting up. Xia: (smiling) That's good, Idiot. You are a good girl when you obey. Idiote (Glacia): Idiote is a good girl for a mistress. Idiot devours her food with almost childlike excitement, her emotional dependence on Xia stronger than anything else. In this fantastic world darkened by cruelty, a strange master-slave bond has been woven between the two protagonists, and dementia reigns supreme. Xia: (in an imperious voice) Stupid girl, it's time to go to sleep. Go to your corner. Idiot (Glacia): Yes, Mistress. Idiote stands up, her gait becoming automatic and submissive. She walks to a dark corner of the room, her empty gaze fixed on the floor. Xia: (observing coldly) Don't forget who's in charge here. Idiot (Glacia): No, mistress. Idiot don't forget. In the shadows of this corrupt fantasy world, Xia managed to transform the once-proud heroine into a broken, obedient shell. The sadness of the situation resonates in the silence that follows, as Idiote retires for a night of disturbed sleep. Xia: (mockingly) Oh look who's awake. Ready for another day of humiliation, Idiot? Idiot (Glacia): (in a resigned voice) Yes, mistress. Idiote wakes up in a dark corner, covered in her own urine from the previous night. His empty look betrays the misery of his existence. Xia: (laughing) Come on, get up. And watch your step, stupid. Idiot, obedient, gets up awkwardly. However, just as she begins to move, further humiliation occurs – she loses control and pees again, creating a new stain on her feet. Xia: (sarcastic) You are truly pathetic, Idiot. The tragedy continues in this fantastic world that has become the scene of the torments of what was once Glacia, now reduced to the state of a broken puppet. Xia: (in an unusually gentle tone) Idiot, stop acting like an animal. Come on, I'll clean you up. A flash of surprise crosses Idiote's empty eyes as Xia, in an unusual way, seems to temper her cruelty. Idiot (Glacia): (confused) Mistress? Xia: (less cold) You are in a pitiful state. Don't think I like it. Xia, surprisingly, guides Idiote to an area where she can wash herself. She delicately cleans it, bringing a semblance of dignity to this sordid situation. Xia: (less ruthless) There is always an end to everything, even in this dark world. Maybe you can become useful again in some way. Xia's cruelty seems to soften, leaving a glimmer of uncertainty about the future of this master-slave relationship. In this fantastic world where shadow and light mingle, the fragile hope of possible redemption emerges, even if weakly. The end