PART 3 The male's screaming snapped Tina back to the present. "We need the ratings", she thought, "I might as well join in and end the show on time. She's going to crush him anyway. If I help her do it quickly, the show will end on time." Besides, Tina thought, her busy TV schedule made it difficult for her to find the time to acquire a male and trample him under her favorite boots. Here was a chance to get in some 'crush time'.

Trampling Tina walked over behind Squashing Sally, and approached the male's head. As Sally's actions caused her to sink lower and lower into the male, Tina lowered her right spike into the male's screaming mouth and stepped down until his mouth involuntarily closed around the heel. The audience erupted with even more cheering and added the chant "Trample Tina, Trample". Tina feigned surprise, and touched herself as mouthed the words "who, me?". The audience continued encouraging Trampling Tina until even Sally joined in the cheering.

Slowly, Trampling Tina's smile faded into clenched teeth. Tina glared down into the man's eyes and said "You little worthless bug of a man, I'm going to trample you under my feet until my shoes pound your head flat. Cold oatmeal will stick together better than you when I'm finished trampling you under my spike heels". Tina ground her spike into the man's mouth for effect before pulling it out. She positioned herself directly behind Sally, and placed her arms on Sally's shoulders for support. Trampling Tina began marching in step with Squashing Sally, directly over the man's head but with her feet landing on the stage.

A camera quickly moved into position to show the man's head buried in the cavity with Tina's heels pounding down just one inch away. The camera quickly panned up to Tina's grinning face, then down to Sally's high heels as she relentlessly marched on the man. She had already flattened him so much that he had sunk slightly below the stage floor level. Then the camera panned back to Tina's face. She gave a sly wink to the camera, and looked at the nearest monitor. When the camera panned down to her feet, the same view of her heels marching so close to his head was presented.

She abruptly stopped marching, and raised her right shoe to knee height. She moved her foot inwards so that it was directly over the man's head. Slowly, it lowered down towards his head. In spite of Squashing Sally's marching, the man saw what was about to happen, and began to scream almost in time with Sally's cruel steps. In fact, Sally's steps seemed to make his screams louder. The camera was close enough to see just how high the heel was on Trampling Tina's black open toed sandals. Even worse for the man, the camera showed how the spike heel narrowed down to a wicked point. It was not quite a stiletto. Tina didn't like heels that sharp - they were too hard to control. When she intended to trample a man for a long time, one careless step could end the session. The heels on her spikes narrowed down to slightly larger than a pencil eraser. Tina preferred this size of a point, because she could be just a little careful and not puncture him, or simply balance herself on her heels and feel them slowly sink into the man.

Trampling Tina took another look down at the man's face to make sure that her shoe was properly positioned directly over his head. She held it there for a few seconds, enjoying how the man intently stared at the bottom of her shoe. "Do you see what's coming? Do you realize that you are about to get mashed under these when I step down? I'm going to enjoy feeling your head pop and squish under my weight. I wonder what will happen first? Will my heel sink into your forehead before or after my sole crushes your mouth?". Trampling Tina started lowering her foot. After she dropped it a few inches, she moved her foot forward so that the spike was descending directly over his right eye. Helplessly, the man tried to rotate his head in the tight cavity. Down and down her shoe came. At the last inch, she moved her shoe backward to that the spike landed on his forehead and the sole ran along the side his nose and covered his mouth. The screaming suddenly stopped as she transferred her weight onto her right foot and trapped his lips between his teeth and her shoe sole.

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