*Squiisshh* “huffhuffhuffhuff.. c-can’t breathe..” Gaston weakly squirmed under the oppressive weight of his captor, the rough surface of the paw was crushing to a certain extent, not to mention the extreme chafing he felt from the dirty fabric below him which also forced him tightly against the flesh of the paw.
Chops watched as Cronus walked away, his grimace grew wider as he held a secret just inside his trainers.
Chops began raised his foot giving his toy some relief from the crushing pressure.
“Bet you regret peeping on me now fool?” “Your tiny wimpy body is no match for my paws, you might as well pop!”
Chops placed his foot back down twisting it slowly left and right squeezing Gaston even more
Gaston couldn’t scream, he could only groan as he felt his limbs contort and bend from the movement, each attempt to scream lead to him gulping huge mouthfuls of the sweaty flesh above.
“You better survive my run on the treadmill, speck. Cuz youre coming home with me.”