Edith was enjoying an early morning walk one day when a group of living roots sprang up from the ground at her feet. Without Edith noticing, the roots quickly ensnared her legs as they grew from the earth. By the time she realized what was happening, her legs had already been immobilized, and the rest of her body was rapidly being overtaken. Edith couldn't even fight back as her small frame was lifted off the ground. The roots forced her legs to straighten before lifting them straight into the air, leaving her feet dangling above her head as her shoes and socks were pulled away. Suddenly, from behind, Edith heard someone approach. Just before she could warn them to run away, she felt a set of fingers sliding along the sole of her exposed foot. Holding back a giggle, Edith started to protest but was quickly cut off. The mysterious woman who had just appeared didn’t look like a normal person. She had glowing eyes and purple wings and was dressed like some kind of medieval princess. Edith thought she was beautiful but didn't get a chance to admire her beauty as she suddenly found herself laughing uncontrollably. This woman began running her tongue along Edith's silky smooth soles, her face betraying the immense pleasure this brought her. The hand that had been caressing Edith's foot before began tickling it, using the nails on each finger to drive the poor girl crazy. It was at this moment, filled with confusion and bewilderment, that Edith realized this woman was the cause of her distress.