Redra steps on Xander out in the harsh, unforgiving wasteland. Now stuck to her sole with sweat, grime and his own blood, and doomed to die under the giantess's feet, Xander isn't sure which will kill him first, the immense pressure of her steps, or the toxic stink of her rancid sweat, and only hopes that either way his suffering will end swiftly.

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