She was walking around, having a nice day, as you're under her foot, trapped in her nylon, as she is wearing shoes, she'd keep on walking, for hours on end, as you're completely drenched in her sweat, and foot funk, and even smell, as she finally makes it home, she takes her shoes off, hanging one by her finger, as she crosses her leg over the other, wondering where you have gone off too.

"Hm, I wonder where anon got off too..."

She says, as she curls and uncurls her toes, a couple times, letting her foot stench fill the room she's in, completely unaware of you, and can't feel you at all, because she's been walking for 10 hours.