Stay put silently...

What could you do? You were both incredibly horny and incredibly weak for Victoria's fetid foot stench, and every sniff both turned you on and turned your brain off. Your tiny body was clearly not built to endure such immense stink. No, your best hope now was not alerting Victoria to your presence and hoping she simply leaves! You covered your mouth with your hand to prevent any gagging or coughing noises and resolved to breathe slow and shallow through your nose. Hopefully that would minimise the effect her toxic foot stench would have on you. For a short time, it actually seemed to be working!

That was, until Victoria fully kicked her shoes off and unleashed the full power of her rancid, filth-stained, sweat-soaked socks. The soles were no longer a colour even remotely close to pink, and when those shoes were kicked away and she crossed her legs at her ankles and pushed her feet under the bench, even closer to you... you knew your time was limited. An indescribable deluge of disgusting toe stink assailed your nose, the culmination of a week's worth of foot sweat soaked into one pair of immensely rancid socks. Your mind... it couldn't take it. You wobbled in place, feeling almost drunk on the foot fumes, before Victoria delivered the coup de grace - she wiggled her toes. Amplifying her irresistible stench by a factor of five, she unleashed such a monstrous wave of cheddary miasma that you collapsed to your knees.
"Hehe~, it always feels great airing out my toes after practice. I can't believe I've even seen bugs die from the smell though..." Victoria playfully giggled to herself.

This was no laughing matter for you, however. On your knees as you were, Victoria's cheesy toes were even closer to you now and flooding your defenceless body with even more vile stink. Soon remaining on your knees became too difficult, and you fell forwards - right into the loving embrace of your accidental conqueror's socked toes. From so close there was no chance of survival for you now. A thick layer of grime and sweat quickly coated your body as Victoria continued to cutely wiggle her life-ending toes all over you. Her stench cooked your brain in an instant, and systematically destroyed your body soon after. No tiny could survive such disgustingly powerful feet. Victoria continued to sit and play with her feet and toes for another few minutes, eventually manipulating your body to be wedged between her big and second toe. When she made to stand up, she flattened your lifeless corpse between them. The only positive to your life was that you'd live on forever as a stain on Victoria's divine pink socks - or at least until next year when she washed them!