# Strip Club, Moscow, Russia
Anastasia wiped sweat from her forehead after a stunning performance on stage. She smelt of sweat and felt as if she had been drenched in a tub of water. Anastasia was the star of the show and the pride of this particular bar. A beautiful young woman with flawless white skin, and long brown hair in a ponytail.
On this day she wore the outfit that had all the guys starring. A red bra, too little thong and red ten inch platform boots. Anastasia put some more lipstick on her lips, then to her surprise none other than her arch rival walked in.
Anastasia death stared at a young asiatic looking woman who had a weird babyish-like face. This young lady wore the exact same thing as Anastasia and had even styled her hair in the same ponytail that she had.
"Anastasia." The other woman said.
"Catherine." Anastasia shot back.
Catherine wasn't the young lady's real name however. The young lady was from the Tuvan ethnic group of Russia and had changed her name to fit in.
Anastasia scrunched her face as she looked at Catherine walk by, and Catherine flipped off Anastasia and walked through the curtains and onto the stage. The sound of the crowd was deafening and Anastasia would watch from the changing area as Catherine put on a more amazing shoe then she did.
When Catherine walked back in wet and stinking of sweat. Anastasia confronted her. Anastasia got in her face and yelled.
"You stole my outfit!"
"You don't own this look bitch." Catherine shot back.
Catherine pushed Anastasia. Anastasia's jaw dropped at such an insult. Catherine however got into her face and said.
"If you don't want to wear the same outfit as me then go change!"
In a fit of rage, Anastasia pointed her right pointer finger at Catherine and said.
"I curse you to walk beneath."
Catherine, who was a very religious woman, began screaming in terror before the spell could even take effect.
"How could you!" She said as she slowly shrunk.
"This isn't fair!" She cried
"I didn't do anything to you!" She complained.
Anastasia leaned over Catherine as she shrunk and began laughing.
"Cry more slut. See where that gets you." Anastasia taunted.
Once Catherine had reached the size of your average cockroach, she fell to her knees pleading.
"Don't do this." She said,
Anastasia picked up her foot resulting in a darkened sky for Catherine. She then slowly put her foot down crushing Catherine.
Anastasia could feel the crunch of Catherine's bones through the thick plastic platform. She then turned her foot from left to right about a dozen times making sure to annihilate the remains of her former coworker.
Anastasia then looked at the bottom of her heel and mocked.
"You go change."
She then walked off laughing.