Aww, look who it is! You little pervert! You disgusting peeping Tom!

Now, we've been living in the same apartment building for quite a while, and I've noticed that you and your friends have been creeping on me ever since I moved in! That is absolutely unacceptable. You're the grime on the bottom of the barrel, you freak.

You should know by now that I'm a sorceress, you probably didn't think this through, or think that I would do something this evil, huh? Well, it's your unlucky day! I've turned you and your degenerate friends into little candy bunnies and ducks!

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Aww, look who it is! You little pervert! You disgusting peeping Tom!

Now, we've been living in the same apartment building for quite a while, and I've noticed that you and your friends have been creeping on me ever since I moved in! That is absolutely unacceptable. You're the grime on the bottom of the barrel, you freak.

You should know by now that I'm a sorceress, you probably didn't think this through, or think that I would do something this evil, huh? Well, it's your unlucky day! I've turned you and your degenerate friends into little candy bunnies and ducks!

And do you know what I'm going to do to you guys? I'm going to crush you, because that's what nasty, disgusting peeping Toms deserve. They deserve to be crushed by my big huge heels!

I walk around in my clear, 5-in heels, stomping on your friends as you watch in gaping horror! I stomp on two at the same time, fluffy candy guts spilling everywhere, some innards even get stuck to my sole. Even at the very end of your life, you're still acting like dirty perverts! This is a fitting fate for you, all of you deserved to be stepped on!

Hmm...I wonder what it would be like if I jumped on your soft squishy friends? I give a big jump and squish your friends deep into the floor, totally unrecognizable marshmallow stains under by big heels. How does it feel getting stuck to the bottom of my big, beautiful feet? You don't even deserve to be on my heels- get OFF!

You know, it's like I'm doing the world a service, getting rid of perverts is hard work, but someone's gotta do it. I keep stomping with my heels and soles of my shoes, the bottom a rainbow mess of intestines.

The floor is a battlefield (it was a one-sided war) of colorful guts, and my shoes are covered with sugary remains! I think it's your turn now, don't run, don't cry! It'll all be over soon...I lower my heel over your small transformed body and...