The arch bulged over the sides, the skin stretching out the beautiful fabric in a brutally fashionable manner. The bones were constricted the the extreme, pain and disgust coursing through the owner of these feet. It wasn't a matter of choice, but tradition; a tradition that women would be eternally grateful to break, if possible. Her bones had been pushed to the limit, and if the toes were rapped any closer to the heel, the arches of her feet would surely snap. Walking would no longer be free of pain for this woman ever again.