Aubreigh
sat in the passenger seat of the SUV, lost in thought, as her mom drove to the
Marley Industries Timberline warehouse. A weird creeping feeling was coursing
through mind and body. The events of what had just happened, only minutes ago,
was weighing heavily on her conscience. The feelings of sexual arousal and
tension that coursed through her body as Lindsey was nearly crunched under her
heel was something that made her feel guilty. Incredibly guilty. True, she had
been unkind toward, and even punished, the other tinies recently… but that
always came with a sense of duty. As if it were something she were obligated to
do, like she was correcting a bad attitude or something. The worst she had done
was discipline in anger. But she had never been turned on by it. That is, until
now.
Aubreigh
could still feel her wetness, but it was slowly going away. Lindsey was back
home recovering on a makeshift bed of a sock in the tinies’ transport tank. At
least the sock was clean, Aubreigh thought to herself, trying to ease her
pained conscience.
The
teenager thought back to over the last few days… so much had happened in such a
short time. Not even a week ago, her little brother and sister adored her and
even wanted to live with her… but now they hated her. Her friends had loved
her, and she loved them too. But now two of them were dead and none of them so
much as even liked Aubreigh anymore.
Aubreigh
then had a realization that she had been so angry at the tinies for ‘turning’
on her, that she had never interacted with them except out of anger since then.
Thinking back, the first night, with Nate in her shoe, she was mad at him...,
even her next interactions with Ben, she was angry with him for liking her mom
instead of her. And what she had said and done to the others was also out of
anger. She went from loving them as her friends, straight to annoyance and
anger.
But
with Lindsey, that one was different…, Aubreigh hadn’t felt any anger towards
her. In fact, Aubreigh felt pretty indifferent about Lindsey. That made Aubreigh
start to wonder...; without her other emotions in the way, was Aubreigh’s
natural inclination to get turned on by them? The teenage girl put the pieces
together in her mind and was floored by her revelation. Aubreigh’s mouth was
agape and the look on her face was priceless. It also didn’t go unnoticed by
her mom.
“Aubreigh,
honey,” Natalie said softly. “What’s wrong, you are being awfully quiet over
there. You look like you’re deep in thought about something.”
“Oh!”
Aubreigh snapped from her daze, startled by her mom’s question. “No! I was just
thinking about stuff is all...”
Her mom
nodded. “Yeah, me too…”
“Oh
yeah? What about?” Aubreigh asked nervously, still coming to grips with her
newfound desires.
“Just
about you,” Natalie smiled softly.
“Me?” Aubreigh
asked, surprised.
“Yeah,
you,” Natalie laughed softly, “I think we’ve really gotten close these past few
days. And I can’t tell you how much the time we’ve spent together means to me.”
“Oh,
thanks mom,” Aubreigh said with a sheepish smile.
“I’m going
to need help running what’s left of our company Aubreigh, I can’t do it
myself,” Natalie said. “I don’t trust anybody at Marley Industries and our
board is made up of people who were loyal to your dad, not to me.”
“Yeah…,”
Aubreigh nodded her head. “I’m here for you mom,” she said. “I kind of already
made up my mind to go to school here rather than going to Brighton University
this fall. Taking care of the business will be hard, and taking care of dad and
the twins, not to mention the others, is going to be time consuming.”
“In all
my experience with tinies, I never thought I’d be taking care of them…,”
Natalie chuckled, “let alone running a company that provides for them and
protects them…,” Natalie sighed, “funny how life works sometimes.”
Aubreigh
thought about that for a moment. Her mom had tons of experience with tinies.
She knew that her mom had tortured them in her younger days… and as much as she
didn’t want to admit it, or even think about it, Aubreigh knew that her mom
probably had killed more than her fair share of tinies as well. Aubreigh then
recalled her mom’s comment about tiny men being able to please a regular sized
woman… it grossed her out at the time, but now she was morbidly curious.
Aubreigh reasoned that if she herself was capable of shoving Ben into her
panties and deriving pleasure from him in just a short time, then how much more
so would her mom, who had years of experience mistreating tinies?
“Mom,”
Aubreigh asked, “can I ask you a question? It might be a bit weird…”
“Of
course, honey,” Natalie smiled, “anything.”
“Do you
ever get…, you know…, turned on by them?” Aubreigh winced at the awkwardness of
that question and immediately regretted ever having those words come out of her
mouth.
“Get
turned on by who, you mean the tinies?” Natalie asked, not even batting and eye
at her daughter’s question.
“Yeah…,”
Aubreigh mumbled. “Like, I know that’s weird, right? But if I’m punishing them,
and I’m mad at them, I don’t feel anything, there’s nothing. But if I’m not
angry… and I punish… or torture… or whatever you want to call it…, I feel…,
weird…, kind of funny, do you know what I’m talking about?”
Natalie
smiled. “Yeah, I do. That’s completely normal honey. Lots of people have that
happen to them.”
“Really?”
Aubreigh asked, feeling relieved that she wasn’t alone. “So that has happened
to you?”
“Only
if they’re…, you know,” Natalie raised her eyebrows suggestively, “down there.
But no, not really. Holding them, teasing them, punishing them, or even
stepping on them has never turned me on.”
“What
DO you feel then?” Aubreigh asked, slightly confused as to why she was plagued
with horniness from belittling tinies, but her mom wasn’t.
“I
guess for me, it was just a way for me to feel like I had some control and
power. I don’t know, maybe it was just a way for me to vent frustration.”
Natalie shrugged her shoulders. “It was just a nice reprieve from having no
control in an abusive household while growing up.”
“Ohhhh….,”
Aubreigh said, nodding her head. She was starting to finally understand her mom’s
relationship with the tiny people and why it was so volatile. “You had power
and control over them,” Aubreigh thought out loud, “So that explains why you’re
such a control freak now,” Aubreigh laughed slightly. “And geez, so that
explains why you were so upset when the twins shrank too,” Aubreigh shook her
head, thinking back to that time and how hard it was on everyone involved.
“It’s
honestly okay, Aubreigh,” Natalie reassured her. “But to answer your question,
no, I don’t really get turned on by interacting with the tinies. It was simply
a way for me to experience control, power, and feel like I was important…, even
if it was just over little, tiny shrunken people.
“And
now dad is taking control away from you again…,” Aubreigh sighed.
“In
more ways than one…,” Natalie seethed.
“What
do you mean?” Aubreigh asked.
****
“No
way!” Nate said, excitedly as he ran from the living room of his new apartment.
“This place has a Nintendo Mini as well as an Xbox Tiny and a PlayStation
Puny!”
“I
wonder if the new Skyrim anniversary update is available yet,” Thomas said,
excitedly dashing toward the game consoles with his friend.
“I just
can’t believe this,” Kelly said, walking down the hall to her apartment, “I
have my own place!”
“I
know, me too!” Chloe chimed. “But oh my god, I am just glad to be away from
that psychopath Natalie Beaumont and Aubreigh.”
“If I
ever see them again, it will be too soon,” Kelly chimed.
“Relax,
we’re never going to see either of them again,” Andrew reassured them. “My wife
could never find this place; she has no idea where we are. And even if she did
find out, Marley Industries has security in place.”
“And
this is all free?” Julia asked, still bewildered at how nice everything was.
“It is
for us, Julia,” Andrew said, “that’s not usually the case for most tinies. And
these sanctuary cities aren’t cheap, but since we now own part of Marley
Industries, this was part of the deal. We have our own house, and the Chen’s
and your friends will have their own apartments.”
“Who
pays for this then?” Julia asked.
“This
is a private sanctuary. It is paid for by wealthy tinies or by their family
members. Government contracts were focused on integration. That’s what I did.
Jennifer Marley was focused on the privatization side of things.”
Julia
nodded her head like she understood, but she didn’t. Being 16 and tiny gave her
a real disadvantage as to how the real world worked. Her father’s words
reassured her, however. For the first time in a long time, she felt safe. Even
before her mother started punishing her and her brother a few weeks ago, Julia
hadn’t felt safe in her own home for quite some time.
Mrs.
Chen felt a sense of inner peace that she hadn’t felt in years. The furnished
apartment she received was more than anything she could have hoped for.
Everything inside was a luxury she never thought she could afford. And although
Brian still had some cracked ribs, they were all safe now, that was all that
mattered.
It had
been several years since Chloe had succumbed to the shrinking virus. She had
forgotten what it felt like to be surrounded by seemingly normal sized things
again. It felt good. But still, there was the problem of her and her brother
Ben’s normal sized parents. They did their best, but it was hard having two
shrunken children. And making the house feel safe for them was a challenge.
Chloe and Ben hadn’t contacted their mom and dad since leaving for Emerald
Palms with Natalie and Aubreigh a few days ago. Chloe was going to call them
once she got settled in. Perhaps they would be happy that Chloe and Ben had an
opportunity to live in a sanctuary city. Maybe they could even schedule visits
or something.
Andrew
Beaumont walked outside the front door to his new home. Walking outside felt
just like being in the real world again. There were roads, electric cars,
neighbors, fences, and even businesses. He looked up to see the simulated
lighting system overhead. The lights were rigged to give the effect of daylight
and nighttime on a timer, even simulating dusk and dawn.
“Pretty
impressive, isn’t it?” a voice called over to Andrew.
“Yeah,
it is,” Andrew said, walking over to him and shaking his hand.
“Names
Lloyd,” the neighbor said. “Been here almost 6 months now.”
“Andrew…,”
Andrew replied in kind. “I just moved in this house with my two kids, Thomas
and Julia. And they have some friends that just moved into the apartment
district on the other side of town.”
“Well
Andy,” Lloyd said, “glad to have ya. In the 6 months I’ve been here, I ain’t
ever had a single regret in deciding to move here.”
“That’s
good to hear,” Andrew chuckled, “I don’t think I will have any regrets either.”
“Say…,”
Lloyd said, “who was that woman that brought you here? I don’t mean to pry into
people's personal affairs, but I saw her dropping you lot off at the main
terminal earlier today. I didn’t get a good look at you, but as it turns out,
we’re neighbors now, so I’m just curious as to what your story is.”
“It
would take all night to tell my story…,” Andrew laughed dismissively.
“Then
why don’t you and the family come over for dinner tonight?” Lloyd offered.
“I’ve got quite a hell of a story myself.”
“Uh,
sure,” Andrew said. He figured he’d have to start making friends here anyways,
so why not start with his new neighbor?
****
Aubreigh’s
heart was in a burning rage. Her mother had just told her everything she had
learned from Penny about her father’s affair with Jennifer Marley.
“The
fact that he cheated, sold a huge chunk of the business, AND left home with my
brother and sister is just way too messed up!” Aubreigh scoffed. “He’s so
freaking selfish!”
“That
little bastard is going to pay, believe me honey,” Natalie said.
“He’s
still my dad though,” Aubreigh said, softening her tone just slightly, “you’re
not going to hurt him, are you mom?”
“Oh
honey,” Natalie smirked, “just his pride and his ego…, it will be pretty
bruised when I’m done with him.”
“Okay
good,” Aubreigh said.
“But
wait a minute…, did you think I was going to kill your father?” Natalie asked,
raising her eyebrows curiously.
“I
mean, the thought did cross my mind,” Aubreigh replied. “Do you still love
him?”
“Yeah…,”
Natalie sighed defeatedly, “yeah, I still love that little idiot.”
“I have
to say, mom,” Aubreigh smiled reassuringly, “you sure are handling him taking
away control from you in a lot healthier way than when you were a kid.”
“I’ve
matured, honey,” Natalie said, “real life will make you grow up pretty quick.”
“It
just seems like so little in your life has gone your way. I mean, you have an
abusive childhood, and now as an adult, your kids shrink, your husband cheats…
I don’t know, I just feel bad for you, mom.”
“Aubreigh,
the best thing that ever happened to me was when I got pregnant with you at 16.
My parents kicked me out, your father and I had no money and no support, but we
made it work. Things were hard for the first few years, especially when the
twins came along. But we built a really great life for us. And I’ll be damned
if I’m going to have that taken away from me because your father wants to live
in some stupid sanctuary city, or because Jennifer Marley wants to sleep with
him. Him and my kids are coming home with me where they belong.”
“Even
if they’re tiny? Doesn’t that ruin things?”
“I
can’t control the fact that they shrank,” Natalie acknowledged. “But I can
control where my tiny family lives and what they do.” Natalie paused. “Your
father started pissing me off when he started pouring himself into his new
business when the twins shrank. But now I will have complete control over his
life. I’m getting my husband back, Aubreigh.”
Natalie
and Aubreigh pulled up to the giant warehouse in the industrial complex of
town. The building looked newer, but still repurposed by the Marley Industries
for the tiny city inside.
“How
are you going to convince them to let you talk to dad?” Aubreigh asked.
“Simple,”
Natalie shrugged, “I’m going to tell them that I’m their boss and they’d better
let me in, or they’re fired. Simple as that.”
“Huh,
okay…,” Aubreigh said, not assuming it would be that easy.
The
Beaumont girls walked up to the front security door. It was locked. Looking
inside, they couldn’t see anybody moving around in any of the office rooms.
“Is
anybody even here?” Aubreigh asked.
“There
had better be, there’s a multi-million-dollar asset in this building,” Natalie
said, looking inside. She started knocking on the door but still, no one
answered. “There’s a ton of cars here, where is everybody?”
“There’s
a keypad, do you know the code?” Aubreigh asked.
“No…,”
Natalie curled her lip, “but I know someone who does.”
Natalie
knelt down, crouching to accommodate her form fitting dress, and leaned forward
on her heels. She stuck her fingers between her bare heel and the leather of
high-heel insole. She then pulled out a familiar looking tiny, bruised and
battered from having spent the past half hour or so being trapped under Mrs.
Beaumont’s heavy foot.
“You
brought her here with you?” Aubreigh huffed, seeing the poor condition the tiny
woman was in. “And in such a mean way too?” But Aubreigh couldn’t help but feel
a strange tingling sensation from seeing the tiny woman being subjected to
being forced under her mom’s feet. Aubreigh felt guilty again, and as much as
she wanted to hate this new feeling that had started coming over her, she loved
it.
“Absolutely,”
Natalie said with a chuckle, holding the tiny woman up to her face. The tiny
woman could see the glistening white teeth of Mrs. Beaumont as her lips curled
into a smile. “She works for me; she comes with me wherever I go.”
Aubreigh
looked at the tiny woman and then back at the locked security door. “Does she
know the code or something?”
“Penny,”
Natalie’s voice boomed. The tiny woman was subjected to hot waves of breath and
ear-splitting pain from the giant’s voice. Her ears started ringing, but still,
the colossal voice of Mrs. Beaumont shook her body with each syllable. “What is
the access code to the Timberline facility?”
Bruised
and half-deaf, Penny thought about just telling the giant woman to go to hell.
But she knew better. That would almost certainly result in more ‘punishment’ or
even termination, which she was pretty sure meant death. But to be honest,
Penny wasn’t opposed to the idea of dying. She half considered it just to
escape this hellish job. She didn’t know how much more of being stuck under
Natalie Beaumont’s heel she could take.
“The
code?” Natalie asked again, freshly hurting the tiny woman’s throbbing little
ears with her thunderous voice. Penny winced in pain. She must have taken a few
seconds too long to respond because, in a split-second, the giant woman’s
fingers started to close around the tiny woman and constrict all the air from
her puny lungs.
Aubreigh
watched with morbid fascination as the tiny assistant struggled to breath in
her mom’s grip. It was equally terrifying and satisfying at the same time. It
was such a conflicting feeling for her. Her nipples were tingling, and she was
getting wet, but still, someone was suffering that she had the power and
ability to help. And on top of all that, it was her mom that was doing this.
Aubreigh certainly was not attracted to her own mother, but what she saw her
doing was actually very much enticing.
“4-4-2-7-,”
the tiny woman gasped, “6-7-4-8” she said, using all her might to force out
those last few digits. Natalie did not loosen her grip even for a moment. In
fact, she squeezed a little tighter.
“Aubreigh,”
Natalie said calmly, “enter that code and see if it works.”
Penny
heard some beeping in the background as the giant teenager punched the code.
She just hoped the code hadn’t been changed.
Aubreigh
entered each digit one by one. Beep after agonizing beep, Penny wished the
giant teenager would hurry up. But the giant teen was still preoccupied in her
thoughts.
Aubreigh
wondered, first and foremost, how had she not experienced this feeling before?
Why did mistreating tinies used to fill her with rage and indignation? She
couldn’t answer that question. All she knew was that watching her mom crush the
poor girl in her fist was really turning her on. Aubreigh knew that if this
code didn’t work, then her mom would torture the poor tiny even more. The sick
part was that Aubreigh half hoped that the code wouldn’t work, just so she
could see Penny get painfully punished even more. Aubreigh thought about
pushing the wrong button on purpose. But she shook that feeling away, that
would just be pointlessly cruel. She put her finger up to the last digit, the
8, and looked at her mom from the corner of her eye. Her mom was firmly fixed
on the suffocating woman in her fist. Aubreigh took a deep breath and slipped
her finger over to the 9 and pressed it. The keypad buzzed and flashed red.
“Uh,”
the teenage girl stammered, “it didn’t work…”
“Mmm,
uh-oh,” Natalie smirked at the tiny woman. “Looks like your little code didn’t
work. So now, I guess the question is, did you lie to me?”
Aubreigh
watched with guilty pleasure as the tiny woman had a look of panic wash over
face.
“So
now,” Natalie said, opening her palm and letting the tiny woman fall back, “we
have to figure out what to do to get the correct code from you. I know you know
what it is...” The tiny woman was in a daze, panting frantically, trying to
catch her breath. She crawled backwards helplessly across the skin of Natalie
Beaumont’s hand, just to get a few inches away from the giant monster. She was
stopped in her tracks, literally, when the giantess brought finger down on her
legs and pinned them between the colossal fingertip and the stretchy skin of
the vast palm. Although Natalie’s palm was pliable, it hurt Penny immensely and
she yelped in pain.
“I
gave you the correct code!” Penny yelled. “Try it again!”
Natalie
lifted her finger off the tiny woman’s legs and slammed it into her face,
pressing her head between the massive finger and the skin of her palm. For
Penny, it felt like her head was in a vice.
“Shh,”
Natalie calmly said, “you need to speak respectfully to us giants, remember?”
Aubreigh
was in awe of what she was witnessing. And she half wished she was in her mom’s
place right now. Natalie lifted her finger off the tiny woman and smiled at
her. The tiny woman wasn’t in tears, she wasn’t crying, she just looked up at
the titanic woman with contempt.
“Please
try the code again,” Penny said, calmly. “It’s the administrator code, it lets
you access anywhere in the facility. It HAS to work!”
Aubreigh’s
guilt started to outweigh her horniness, and she activated the keypad again.
“Let me try again, maybe I entered it incorrectly,” she said. The keypad beeped
8 times in a row as she re-entered the code and then flashed green. The door
unlocked and the giants could walk inside. “Sorry about that,” Aubreigh said,
looking down at the tiny woman in her mom’s hand.
“You
big oaf!” Penny started shouting, immediately forgetting Natalie Beaumont’s
lesson she had just taught her. Natalie immediately reached down and flicked
the tiny woman with her finger. Natalie’s nail smacked Penny right in the head
and she fell over like a dead weight in the giant woman’s palm.
“Oh
my god, mom, you killed her!” Aubreigh gasped.
“Nah,
she’s fine,” Natalie grinned. “She’s just going to be a little sore, that’s
all.” Natalie reached down to her high-heels and placed the tiny person under
her bare heel once more.
“I
can’t believe you’re keeping her down there,” Aubreigh said.
“She
helps me stay light on my feet,” Natalie giggled, “helps me to walk like a
lady.”
Aubreigh
didn’t actually care that her mom put Penny under her feet. If anything, she
was slightly jealous that the tiny woman wasn’t under her own feet. Aubreigh
watched each step her mom took, completely mesmerized, appreciating the fact
that the poor woman was being repeatedly trampled.
“Now,
where do we go?” Natalie said, looking around.
The
girls walked through another set of doors and saw an empty receptionist desk
sitting in a dark room. It was nearly 6:30 and so it made sense that reception
would be gone by now. There seemed to be light and a bunch of noise beyond the
next set of doors so they walked into the next room where there was a plaque on
the wall with an arrow pointing left labeled “R&D”, so the Beaumont girls
turned left. From there, they could see dozens of employees, diligently working
hard in various sectors of what looked to be a large airplane hanger. The
employees were so busy that their presence was hardly noticed. People were
buzzing past Aubreigh and Natalie in the hallway not paying any attention to
them.
“Must
be the night shift,” Aubreigh wondered out loud.
“Can
I help you two ladies with something?” one of the people walking by asked.
“Hi,
I’m Natalie, I’m looking for the visitor center,” Natalie said, smiling
confidently.
“It’s
on the second floor, you just take these elevators, but I think visiting hours
are over,” the worker said, looking at his watch.
“That’s
alright,” Natalie said, pushing the elevator button, “we won’t be long.” Her
and Aubreigh stepped into the elevator and the employee shook his head as the
doors closed. Once the doors were closed, Natalie sighed. “Whew! This is easier
than I expected it to be.” The doors opened and revealed a large room with one
access door. The glass walls revealed an amazing technological feat, a
miniaturized city the size of two football fields next to each other.
“Sorry
ladies,” a voice said, “but visiting hours are over.”
Natalie
and Aubreigh looked over to see the voice of a burly security guard next to
various booths that were set up for the tiny and regular sized people to visit.
“Oh,
we’re not here to visit,” Natalie said playfully.
“I’m
afraid I’m going to have to ask you to leave,” he said.
“It’s
okay,” Aubreigh interjected, “we’re administrators.”
The
security guard paused reading his phone and looked up at them. “You guys are
dressed awfully unusual for a couple of administrators. And administrators
don’t usually come around this time. What’s going on here?”
Aubreigh
brazenly walked over to the access door that led directly to the Timberline
Sanctuary City and started entering the code that Penny gave them.
“Hey!
You’ll have to get away from there or I’m calling the-,” the guard stopped
mid-sentence as the door buzzed and the keypad turned green. He looked at
Aubreigh who was smirking victoriously and then at Natalie who was scowling
vindictively. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean-,”
“Zip
it, you’re done,” Natalie said callously, “get out of here.”
“I’m-,
I’m fired?” the guard asked.
“Yeah,”
Natalie said with a ‘duh’ look on her face.
“Please,
miss,” the guard started, “I was just trying to do my job, I need this job.”
“Get
out before I call the cops for trespassing,” Natalie said, putting her hands on
her hips.
The
guard just stood there for a moment; he couldn’t believe what had just
happened. He wanted to say something else, but Natalie raised her finger to him
when he tried to speak. He just dropped his arms at his side and sulked away,
leaving through the doors that the Beaumont’s had just come in through. Once
the elevator was on the way down Natalie locked the door to the visitation room
and turned toward Aubreigh.
“Is
there really only one security guard for this whole place?” Natalie asked.
“That just seems cheap and lazy.”
“You
didn’t have to fire him mom,” Aubreigh said, a little peeved at her mom for
that. It was ironic that she felt worse for the security guard than she did for
the tiny woman getting trampled in her mom’s high-heel.
“I
needed him gone,” Natalie said, scrunching her face as if to say, ‘what was I
supposed to do’.
“You
could have just told him another facility needed him,” Aubreigh said. “If the
other employees or other guards find out he was fired for almost no reason,
well, that’s just not good for business. Could be an HR issue.”
Natalie
ignored Aubreigh and went behind the computer desk. It showed about two dozen
cameras pointed in all directions of the tiny city. “Aubreigh, how do I disable
these cameras?”
“Here,”
Aubreigh said, looking at the screen, “click the button that says ‘Disable’ to
turn off all the feeds. Natalie clicked it and all the individual screens
turned black. “Better disable phones and Wi-Fi too,” she said, pointing to the
communications tab.
Natalie
made a few clicks and stood up, “now, let’s get our family back, Aubreigh,” she
smiled.
****
“Jesus,”
Lloyd laughed uncomfortably, “now I feel bad for asking for your story,” he
said, looking around the table at his guests. They had just told him everything
they’d experienced at the hands of Natalie and Aubreigh Beaumont over the past
few days. Andrew and the twins were seated next
to each other, then Chloe, Nate, and Ben on the left side of the long dining
table. The Chen’s were present as well. They had bonded with these people
through their harrowing experiences.
“Well,”
Andrew chuckled back in response, “that’s our story.” He realized how
ridiculous everything sounded when you said it out loud, but it was the god’s
honest truth. “But, Lloyd, what about you?” he asked.
“Shit,
Andrew,” Lloyd scoffed, “my story ain’t nothin’ like your guys’s…” he said,
looking at his son seated next to him. “My son, Jack, and myself got exposed to
the virus and shrank within a few hours of each other. I mean, we were both
lucky to be at home when it happened, so my wife and daughter could find us and
take care of us. That lasted about a week and then we found this place. I
worked in the financial sector back home, so we had the means to afford it. And
we’ve been here about, what, 6 months, wouldn’t you say Jack?”
“Yeah,
almost 7 months now…,” Jack added dejectedly. He hadn’t said much this whole dinner.
He gave off a quiet loner feeling.
“What’s
wrong?” Kelly asked him. “You don’t like it here?”
“I just
miss home,” Jack said. “I wish we could live with my mom and sister, but mom
and dad say it won’t work.”
“He
just misses them, is all,” Lloyd said, taking another drink of his miniature
beer bottle.
“This
place has visiting hours, don’t they?” Andrew asked, he vividly remembered
seeing special areas designated for mixed sized visits on the map when he
looked at them.
“Oh
sure,” Lloyd said, looking a little glum himself now. “You know how it goes
though; life is busy for everyone. The visits were more frequent in the
beginning, every few days or so. But then they get less and less; down to once
a week, then once a month…”
“When’s
the last time you’ve seen them?” Chloe asked.
“3
months,” Jack said.
“3
months since they’ve visited, and, well, no…,” Lloyd scratched his head, “last
time it was just your sister, wasn’t it? But I mean, we can text and FaceTime
with them, so it’s not like we don’t ever get to see them.
“It’s
not the same, dad,” Jack said. “Can’t we just go home?”
“Son,
can we not do this right now?” Lloyd said in a forced whisper. “We have guests
at the dinner table.”
“Hey,
you know what, I’m sorry I asked,” Andrew said, “I didn’t mean to upset anybody
by it. Why don’t we change the conversation?”
“Good
idea,” Lloyd said, pushing a cheerful tone.
“So
Lloyd,” Andrew said, taking another bite of food. “What do you do for work here
in Timberline?”
“Well,
since I had so much experience with my job, they let me do remote work, it’s
actually been very-,” Lloyd paused, thinking he had felt something, like a
vibration or distant rumbling. He looked around at the others, but they didn’t
seem to notice anything, so he kept talking. “Uh, it’s actually been pretty
seamless, I meet my clients online so unless they know I’ve shrunk, you really
can’t-,” Lloyd paused again… he was sure he felt something again. This time,
the lights above the dining room table flickered at the same time.
“What
is it?” Andrew asked.
“Oh,
they must be doing some maintenance or something,” Lloyd said, looking up at
the now solid light. “Whenever they do work like that, there’s always some sort
of-,” There was another vibration that rattled the table, causing the liquid in
everyone’s glasses to ripple.
“That’s
a lot stronger than usual, what are they working on?” Jack asked, wiping up
some of his water that spilt on the table.
“I
don’t know,” Lloyd said, “it’s not like they have fake weather here, so it
couldn’t be thunder or anything like that. I wonder if-“
BOOM…
“Whoa,
what is that?” Jack said, getting up.
Andrew’s
face melted. His eyes slowly widened, and his crooked smile sagged into a
frown.
“Whoa
there, Andrew, buddy,” Lloyd said, “it looks like you’ve seen a ghost or
something!”
BOOM…
“Oh
my god, she’s here…,” Andrew breathed painfully.
“What?”
Lloyd asked. “Who is here?”
BOOM…
There
was another thud that shook the table and dinnerware out of place on the table
top. Unused dishes in the hutch rattled and shook, some falling to the floor
and breaking apart as another resounding BOOM echoed even louder now.
“Oh
no…,” the other tinies collectively gasped, looking at Andrew and realizing
what was going on. Their faces melted into morbid fear as well. Lloyd noticed
that too.
“Who?!
Who is here?” Lloyd asked again, frantically.
“Everyone
needs to hide, now!” Andrew shouted.
“What
in the world? Who is that?” Jack asked, looking out the window in the distance.
Andrew
fell to his knees as he looked out the window…, “my wife.”
****
The
tiny citizens of Timberline rushed out of their homes to see what the big
booming noises were. They were met with the sight of a very expensive Christian
Louboutin high heel coming down on the inside of the city perimeter. It had
narrowly missed the parked transport vehicles they used to travel around the
city. The other Louboutin heel came down and rested next to its’ twin. This
time, two mailboxes and a transport car were crushed. The shoe didn’t even slow
down, the items under it were compressed into unrecognizable junk.
The
toes resting on the footwear were absolutely enormous monoliths to the tiny
people. The nails were immaculately painted and trimmed perfectly. The eyes of
the tiny people followed the toes up the ridiculously large foot resting on the
high-heel spike which had narrowly missed some things on the ground. Above the
heel was the ankles and gorgeous legs of the shoe’s owner which disappeared
underneath the fabric of an Oscar de la Renta dress; it was gorgeous and showed
off the stunning form of its wearer.
At
the very top was the smiling face of a giant beautiful woman looking down at
all the little people.
“Hello
everybody,” Natalie said, “this shouldn’t take too long. My name is Natalie
Beaumont, and this is my daughter Aubreigh,” she said, gesturing behind
her.
The
little people saw the looming figure of another titan emerge from the simulated
nighttime of the warehouse. A colossal Birkenstock came down on the perimeter
fence, crumping it to twisted iron. The toes within the Birkenstock curled
nervously as the other foot came down in front of it, crushing a fence and some
bushes. The little people looked up at the towering figure of Aubreigh and,
although she was dressed more casually, saw that she was also a towering beauty
in her own right.
“You
can’t come in here! It’s against the rules!” a tiny woman shouted.
“Run
along, little girl,” Natalie smirked, “this doesn’t concern you.”
“Yes
it does!” the tiny woman shouted. “You crushed my transport! How am I supposed
to get around town now?”
“Listen
everyone,” Natalie said, ignoring the tiny woman’s complaint. “I’m looking for
my husband, Andrew Beaumont, that’s it. Give him to me and I’ll leave you
alone. I’m just here to get him.”
“There
are visiting hours for that,” another tiny man complained, “you have to leave
or I’m calling security!”
“I
already am!” the woman from earlier shouted. She frantically tried to dial the
Timberline hotline but was confused when she realized she had no reception.
Natalie
sighed. “I don’t think you understand, do you?” she asked, condescendingly
looking at the tiny people at her feet. “I own this city, and my husband is
here without my permission.”
“You
don’t own the city! Marley Industries does! And we pay them a handsome fee to
be protected from giants, like yourself!” the tiny woman trying to call
security said.
Natalie
rolled her eyes and plowed the tiny woman over with her shoe, pressing it down
on her. “I am the CEO of Marley Industries and the chairman of the board. As I
said, I own this city. I just want my husband and you guys can have your
evening back.”
For
Aubreigh, watching her mom press her shoe down on the yelping woman was turning
her on again. The sight was absolutely astonishing but she shook herself to
reality and calmly admonished her mom. “Be careful mom, squishing people isn’t
exactly good for business you know.”
Natalie
moved her shoe off the tiny and back onto another set of mailboxes. “I suppose
you’re right, Aubreigh, thank you.” The tiny woman scrambled away from the giantess
as others rushed to her aid to make sure she was okay.
“We
don’t even know who your husband is!” someone else from the crowd shouted.
“Andrew
Beaumont?” Natalie asked, raising her eyebrows.
“That
name means nothing to us!” one said.
“I’ve
never heard of that person!” another said.
Natalie
realized talking to these people was pointless. Andrew had only been here since
this morning at the earliest. How could she expect anyone here to know who he
was?
“Then
you guys need to get out of my way so I can find him,” Natalie said, changing
her voice to a more authoritative tone. She swiped her heel across the small
crowd of people, knocking them out of the way. She stepped forward, crushing
another transport vehicle and a fence. “Andrew Beaumont! Where are you? Come
here immediately!” she called out.
Aubreigh
followed her mom closely, stepping on some nearby bushes, fences, and messing
up the front yards of a lot of the residents. Aubreigh cringed and bared her
teeth as if to say sorry. However, it was such a contrast for her to see her
mom stepping where she wanted, regardless of what was under her shoes. Her
mom’s face was calm, cool, and collected. Aubreigh wished so bad she could be
like that. Her mom wasn’t even watching where she was going!
Aubreigh
wanted to exude the same confidence and authority her mom did, so she tried
doing everything like her mom. She held her head high, she made the same
expressionless look on her face. She even stepped where she wasn’t looking. Her
Birkenstocks crushed everything beneath them as the little residents of
Timberline ran out of her and her mom’s way. Fences splintered, vehicles were
flattened, sidewalks cracked, and front yards were absolutely destroyed under
her footwear. The thought of her and her mom’s footsteps causing such
havoc and property damage brought a smile to her face. Aubreigh was really
starting to enjoy being a giant.
CRUNCH!
There
was an odd sound that went unnoticed by her mom that Aubreigh heard. It didn’t
sound like everything else they had been stepping on. Aubreigh looked down at
her mom’s feet, breaking her assertive pose. When Natalie took her next step
forward, Aubreigh saw, right there in her mom’s footprint, the squashed remains
of a tiny person. They were flattened to paste beyond recognition. Aubreigh’s
heart sank initially, her mom’s casual attitude had caused someone to get hurt.
Aubreigh almost called out a reprimand to her mom, but the sinking feeling quickly
went away and that same feeling of arousal swept over her again. It was
strange, but it was exciting… and Aubreigh welcomed it.
Her mom
took another step forward, crushing another set of transport vehicles, leaving
the squashed person behind with red blood splattered around the tiny body. She
didn’t even notice that she had stepped on someone. The tiny’s life had just
ended, completely unfelt by the colossal woman who was just taking a casual
step.
Aubreigh
was growing wetter as that feeling of arousal grew stronger in her. She was
slightly jealous of her mom. The tiny residents were quickly getting out of their
way now. They had just saw what had happened and they were utterly terrified of
the giant women, especially Natalie Beaumont. Aubreigh craved that same respect
that her mom commanded. It was so effortless for Natalie, but to Aubreigh she
would have to do something intentionally in order to earn it.
She
wondered if she should step on someone too…
No…,
she waved that thought away as she looked forward and watched her mom step on
some more cars and streetlamps. The little people of Timberline were literally
scrambling away from the giant heels as quickly as they could. Just watching
the tiny’s run away in fear from her mom’s footsteps turned her on.
Then,
right before watching her mom step on another one of the little transport
vehicles, Aubreigh saw a tiny woman jump out, just in time, saving her from
being brutally crushed along with it. Her little eyes were filled with terror
as the massive foot of Natalie Beaumont lifted and left the trampled car
behind. She looked back at the titanic teenager following closely. Her face
drooped with panic and dismay once again.
Aubreigh
swallowed hard. This was her opportunity. She was going to do it.
The
little woman watched as Aubreigh smiled and adjusted her stride, she knew
exactly what the colossal teenager was going to do. She knew there was no time
to escape, and she froze in fear.
Aubreigh
looked down at the tiny woman, making direct eye contact. She could see the
tiny woman faintly mouthing the words, “no, please don’t!” but it was too late,
Aubreigh had already made up her mind. The giant teen didn’t hesitate or even second
guess her decision. Even the tiny woman’s pleas were lost on her, it didn’t
affect Aubreigh one little bit.
Aubreigh
took her next step and her Birkenstock landed on the puny woman with a strange
sound, similar to the one she heard from under her mom’s heel just a few footsteps
ago. It was a strange sensation. Aubreigh didn’t feel anything when she stepped
on her. There was more resistance in one stupid little tree than there was in
this whole entire tiny woman! No wonder her mom never felt the person she
trampled underfoot. She continued forward, she almost looked behind at the squashed
tiny, but she stopped herself. She couldn’t imagine her mom doing that…, her
mom would probably think that it wouldn’t even be worth her time to glance down
at the tiny people she stepped on, that would only make her look weak. So, Aubreigh
just ignored her and kept moving.
Her
mind was in a whirl, she was in shock, she couldn’t believe that she had just
shamelessly taken someone’s life from them. And it was so easy too! It was like
nothing to the giant teenager; it was as easy as just simply taking another
step. The guilt that had been plaguing her off and on was starting to creep
back in again. She really couldn’t believe she had just effortlessly killed a
tiny for no reason. She was an innocent bystander!
But
still…
… it
was awesome… so incredibly awesome. There was an energy of exhilaration and
sexual arousal pulsating through Aubreigh’s body that she had never felt before.
Aubreigh’s heart was beating hard, swelling her pussy with blood flow, making
her extra sensitive. She was certain that if she weren’t wearing shorts, she
would be dripping on the little people below. She wished so badly that she had
Ben to shove inside of her again. She imagined how incredible it would feel and
how much better it would be, being this turned on this time around.
Aubreigh
made sure to step in new areas untouched by her mom’s footfalls. If there were
any standing fences, mailboxes, vehicles… Aubreigh kicked them or stomped them.
All the stupid fake trees planted by Marley Industries were knocked over and
trampled as well, she really hated them. She thought they looked tacky and
unrealistic.
Natalie
hadn’t touched any of the houses yet, but inside, the little people were in a
panic as she walked by. Each thundering boom from each of her footsteps made
books fall off the shelves, knickknacks tumble off mantels, and pictures fall from
the walls when she passed by. People hid under tables and stairways, trying to
find a safe place to hide. It was like going through a powerful earthquake and
they didn’t know what to do in a situation like this.
When
Natalie had passed, and the booming quakes were subsiding, the tiny residents
looked outside their windows and went out their front doors. To their surprise
and disappointment, they saw not one, but two gigantic women gallivanting about
in their beloved sanctuary city. Looking at their yards, they saw the wreckage
of the first woman. But then when the younger girl stomped by, even more stuff
was crushed and flattened underfoot. Half the population was terrified, the
other half was pissed.
Aubreigh
came across an interesting sight. There was an unfortunate tiny person who had
been the victim of her mom’s step. This time, however, only half the tiny
person had been trampled; one of their legs and been crushed and they were
trying to limp away. Aubreigh smiled and took her opportunity. She gingerly stomped
up to the injured tiny. He looked up at the imposing figure of the smiling
teenager.
“Hey
there! Let me help you,” Aubreigh said, comfortingly. The man breathed a sigh
of relief which was short-lived as he saw her massive shoe rise over him. He
raised his arms in a pitiful protest against the unstoppable crushing weight of
the giant teenager’s foot. He only got out a short yelp before her shoe came
down on him like he wasn’t even there, silencing him. The crunch of his body
popping was a little louder than last time and blood spurted out like a ketchup
packet. Aubreigh couldn’t help but snicker and raise her eyes in delighted
surprise. “Whoa… that was crazy!”
“What
was that, dear?” Natalie asked. She could hear her daughter now that she was
within hearing range.
“Oh
nothing,” Aubreigh said, smiling as she twisted out the man’s tiny body like a
discarded cigarette.
“I
don’t know what to do, this place is huge, and I have no idea where to even
start looking for your father and siblings!”
“Not
unless we go from house to house…,” Aubreigh said, standing near her mom.
“House
to house?” Natalie raised her eyebrow.
“Sure,
like this!” Aubreigh said, stomping over to the first house and, getting on her
knees, she tapped on the front door with her fingernail. “Anybody home?” she
called. A tiny person nervously answered the door, opening it just a crack.
“Ah! Good evening there, I’m sorry to bother you, but do you happen to know an
Andrew Beaumont?”
“Uh
no…, I’m sorry miss,” the tiny replied.
“How
about Thomas or Julia Beaumont?” Aubreigh asked.
“Again,
no, I’m sorry,” the terrified little person said. “Can I go back inside now?”
Natalie
sighed. “Aubreigh, this method will take forever. Do you see the thousands of
houses in this complex? Besides, what if they’re lying? They could be harboring
them as fugitives.”
Aubreigh
snapped her eyes back to the tiny person. “You’re not lying to me are you,
little one?”
“No!
Not at all!” they protested. “I would have no reason to.”
“Only
one way to be sure…,” Aubreigh said, lifting her hand to the roof of the tiny
house and started prying it off.
“What
are you doing?!” the tiny screamed.
Aubreigh
ripped off the roof completely and tossed it into the back yard where it rolled
over an above ground swimming pool and swing set, crushing everything in its
path until it landed against another neighborhood house. “I’m looking for
fugitives! Ya know, in case you’re lying to me.”
Aubreigh
laughed as the tiny family ran underneath the dining room table, as if that
would hide them from her gaze. Aubreigh simply reached inside and pinched the
table between her fingers and tossed it away, it landed somewhere in one of the
adjoining backyards. Her colossal finger poked the tiny family and pushed them
around.
“There
aren’t any fugitives here!” the parents shouted.
“Wow,”
Aubreigh said, “a mom and dad and two kids, huh? That’s pretty rare for a whole
family to shrink like that. You guys must have pretty sucky genes.” Aubreigh
sat back up. “Okay, you guys are good. Sorry to bother you again. Have a good
night.”
“Aubreigh,
that will take for-,” Natalie stopped mid-sentence when she saw Aubreigh’s
upturned shoe soles from sitting on her knees. She noticed a red blotch
splattered on both her shoes. “Looks like you need to watch where you’re going,
Aubreigh,” Natalie folded her arms and eyed her daughter, “squashing people is
bad for business, remember?” she said in a mocking voice, imitating Aubreigh
from earlier.
Aubreigh
was slightly embarrassed. “Well, one of them you had already stepped on mom, I
was just putting him out of his misery. You need to stop squishing our little
clients too.”
Natalie
just stood there, looking at her daughter with her arms still folded. Natalie
cracked a grin and chuckled. “Well, they need to watch out when giants come to
town.”
“That’s
exactly what I said!” Aubreigh said, standing back up to her full height. “But
you didn’t do too bad mom, you only stepped on like, 2 people, I think. So
that’s probably pretty good.”
“Thanks
honey, but now getting back to finding your father,” Natalie said, not at all
concerned about the people she had stepped on.
“Maybe
we should split up?” Aubreigh suggested.
“That’s
not a bad idea,” Natalie nodded, thinking to herself.
“You
want to make it interesting?” Aubreigh asked slyly.
“What
do you mean?” Natalie asked.
“Well,
how about, the first one to find them gets to keep Ben tonight?” Aubreigh
asked, shrugging her shoulders.
“Ben?”
Natalie snickered. “You still have a crush on that little guy?”
“You
mean you don’t?” Aubreigh raised her eyebrows in an accusatory manner at her
mom.
“Hey,
he was to one who had the crush on me, not the other way around,” Natalie
clarified.
“Yeah,
well he probably doesn’t have a crush on you anymore now, since you literally
crushed two of his friends.” Aubreigh scoffed, egging her mom on.
“You’re
on,” Natalie snickered. “When I find them first, and I will, I’ll find out
tonight if Ben still has a crush on me or not.”
Aubreigh
just smirked and turned down another neighborhood street and started crawling
on her hands and knees, banging on doors, looking for her father. Natalie
turned back to the street she was already on. Another crowd of people started
forming around her feet again, yelling obscenities up at her.
“Are
you guys fucking stupid or something?” Natalie asked in annoyance. She swiped
at one group of tinies with her high-heeled shoe, sending them flying back on
the tiny yards of the neighborhood. “Don’t bother me unless you have
information on my husband, got it?” she said, kicking at another group with the
front of her shoe. One little man tried to jump out of the way but got caught
on top of the sole and rolled up of Natalie’s foot. One his way back down, he
got sandwiched between two of her toes as she set her foot back down. The two
toes pressed tightly together, cementing his body in place between the colossal
digits. Natalie saw what had happened and sighed out loud. “You fucking
idiot…,” she muttered. “Work that one out for yourself, cause I’m not helping
you out with that one,” she called down to the tiny person caught between her
toes.
Natalie
started stepping house to house. She didn’t politely knock, however, she rudely
kicked at people’s front doors, often causing more damage than anything. Not to
mention the painful jolt it gave her tiny passenger between her giant toes.
Each step also reminded the giant woman of the tiny woman under her heel. Penny
was still being crushed relentlessly under Natalie’s bare heel. But both little
people at her feet were quickly forgotten about. Natalie only had finding her
family on her mind.
After
interrogating 10 different homes, Natalie looked at her Apple Watch… it was
already 8pm. She groaned. This was going to take all night. She needed to think
of a way to motivate these little people to help her search. Then the idea of
having a tiny person search party crossed her mind.
“Everybody
come here!” she called out, putting her hands on her hips. “Hurry up!” Soon,
little people started surrounding her. “Don’t stand so close to my feet! I don’t
want to step on any of you, you’ve got a job to do for me.”
“Why
should we help you?” one of the tinies scoffed. “You’ve been destroying our
nice town and just ruining everything!”
“Uh,
because if you don’t, I’ll crush your homes to dust. Got that?” she said,
completely astounded that someone would talk back to her that way. If it
weren’t for the fact that she was looking for Andrew she would have probably
killed him for such a comment. “And no refunds,” Natalie snidely smirked at the
tinies, reminding them that there was no one higher than her that could stop
what she was doing. These people had to play by Natalie’s rules.
“What
do you want?” another tiny person asked.
“I need
you guys to search for my family, there’s too many houses for me to do it all
by myself,” Natalie sighed.
“Timberline
is huge, and we don’t have phone or internet service anymore. It will take us
days to get to everyone in person!” they shouted.
“No it
won’t,” Natalie smiled. “Because for every minute that goes by without you
little fuckers finding my husband and children, I will stomp one of your tiny
homes into the ground, understand?”
“What!?
You can’t-“
Natalie
tapped her Apple Watch, “and you guys are on the clock!” The tiny residents
stopped arguing with the giantess almost immediately and started scrambling
down the street, knocking on doors and shouting the names of the Beaumont
family members. Natalie smirked smugly to herself. This was way more effective
than going house to house like Aubreigh was doing. She just hoped it would
work. She really felt like she could use a night with Ben after such a
stressful evening.
****
Aubreigh
was having no luck with finding her shrunken family. She was on her hands and
knees, crawling house to house, knocking on doors and interrogating the
residents. As fun as it was to ruin the landscaping and crush transports under
her hands and knees… she still wanted to hurry up and find her family. Well…,
Ben primarily. Aubreigh couldn’t stop fantasizing about having Ben inside of
her again. She kept daydreaming back to a couple days ago when she had stuffed
him in her pants on the ride home from Emerald Palms.
Each
person she terrified, each object she crushed, added to her lust. She was so
wet and tender in her pants that she had to conscientiously fight the urge to
touch herself in front of everyone.
Aubreigh
was crawling to the next house when she saw a small crowd forming and
approaching her. They did not look happy.
“Heh…,”
Aubreigh giggled, “I almost expected you guys to be carrying pitchforks and
torches!”
“Get
off our property and leave us alone!” one of them shouted.
“Done!”
Aubreigh nodded her head. “As soon as you tell me where my dad is.”
“What?”
another little person spoke up. “Are you dumb, girl? We don’t have any idea who
you are or who your dad is!”
Aubreigh
cocked an eyebrow and swiped her hand at him. He went tumbling across the
street and landed in some bushes. “Rude little man…,” the giant teenager
scoffed. Aubreigh almost cursed herself out… smacking the tiny man had made her
womanhood ache even more. “You guys need to get the heck out of here, like
now,” Aubreigh sighed with a small quiver in her voice.
The
voices of the crowd roared with protest and anger at the giant girl. They
didn’t want to be told what to do in their town, especially by some arrogant
teenager. Aubreigh was surprised at the audacity of these little people. Then she
realized that this was a completely different neighborhood and she hadn’t given
them a reason to fear her. Aubreigh would have to demonstrate her power and
authority over them.
The
tiny people looked up at the giant teenage girl as she rolled her eyes and
turned over, crushing a few trees and mailboxes as she pushed her feet forward,
plowing into the crowd. The burst of angry screams and cursing only served to
turn Aubreigh on even more than she already was. The little people either had
to dive out of the way or they were forcibly pushed out of the way by the hard
rubber sole of her shoe as she stood up to her full height.
“Hey!
Watch what you’re doing!” one yelled.
“You
could have hurt us!” another yelped.
Aubreigh
looked down at the tiny people scurrying away from her feet when she noticed
something. “Oh…, oops…,” she said with a sigh. She pulled back her Birkenstock
and saw a half-squished woman where she had just set her foot. “That’s a lot of
blood…,” Aubreigh said, matter of factly, as she looked down at the poor woman.
“Please
help…,” the tiny woman whimpered, barely audible to the giant teenager.
“You
guys need to learn to stay out of the way better,” Aubreigh said.
“You need
to watch where you’re stepping, you monster!” Someone from the crowd shouted.
“Now get this woman some help!”
“Well,
that’s what happens when a giant comes to your neighborhood, you little
idiots,” Aubreigh called down. She felt slighted that the tiny population tried
rebuking her for not watching her step. “Giants going to step on things now and
then, we can’t help it, really,” Aubreigh said smugly and smirked at them. She
stood straight and crossed her arms. “In fact, there’s probably no better
option at this point than putting her out of her misery.” Aubreigh lifted her
gigantic foot up and hovered her Birkenstock over the injured tiny woman. The
people below ran out of the way as her black rubber sole blotted out the sky
over them. The jigsaw pattern of a Birkenstock’s sole had never looked so
intimidating to the tiny people before.
“No! We
can amputate!” said one of the men who was running out from under the
teenager’s shoe.
“What,
are you a doctor or something?” Aubreigh scoffed sarcastically.
“Yes!”
he answered.
Aubreigh
hadn’t expected that answer. She set her foot back down away from the tiny
woman. “Do you think you can save her? Aubreigh asked, looking at the tiny
woman who was now crying and sobbing hysterically. The tiny woman’s tears
didn’t make Aubreigh feel guilty, instead, it turned her on now, and she felt
herself getting wetter. How demented, Aubreigh thought to herself. But it still
didn’t stop her from enjoying it.
“With
the right tools, sure!” the tiny doctor said. “We just need to get to the
Hospital.”
Aubreigh’s
hormones took over. “Are you positive you can really fix her up?” she asked,
subtly biting her lip.
“We pay
a lot of money to live here in safety! So please let us do our job!” he called
up to her. “But I can hardly say this place is safe anymore, no thanks to you.
You should be ashamed.”
“Right…,”
Aubreigh rolled her tongue in her mouth, she was salivating at the sight of so
many people gathering around her feet. Just the contrast of seeing how much
bigger her toes were than the tiny people was an incredible sight. “But here’s
the thing, I don’t feel ashamed,” Aubreigh smirked. “So let’s make this deal,
if you can save her, then fine. But if you can’t, then I think maybe you should
be taught a lesson with the bottom of my shoe. What do you say?”
“Are
you serious?” he asked. “That’s insane!” the tiny doctor was absolutely
horrified.
“Or I
can just put her out of her misery right here and now, guaranteeing your
safety,” Aubreigh smiled wide, baring a predatory grin.
“I-…,”
the tiny doctor looked over at the tiny woman who was quickly losing
consciousness.
“Please
help me…,” she whimpered.
“She’s
asking for your help, doctor,” Aubreigh said. “What’s it going to be?” she
asked, raising her eyebrows inquisitively.
“I
think-…, I think it’s… too late,” the tiny doctor said defeatedly.
“Oh
really?” Aubreigh curled her lip in ecstasy. “I thought so too, but it’s always
nice to get a second opinion though. Thanks doc!” Aubreigh raised her shoe over
the tiny woman again. The little woman was in such a state of shock and
exhausted that she didn’t even move or shout in protest. The area around her
darkened as the giant shoe once again blotted out the sky. The toe area of the
sole came down on the dying woman, squashing her body into the tread pattern of
Aubreigh’s sandal. The teenage girl raised her heel and her toes reddened
slightly as extra pressure was put on them. The sound was nothing short of
sickening, horrific…, and incredible at the same time for the giant girl.
Aubreigh
stepped off the tiny person and onto a clear spot, and saw the squashed pulp of
a tiny human molded in the grotesque shape of her Birkenstock tread. “You guys
got a tiny cleaning crew or something?” the teenager asked, flatly.
****
Natalie’s
watch dinged. Another full minute had passed. Natalie sighed and shook her head,
“Tsk, tsk,” she said out loud. She brought her high-heel over another little
home and applied very little pressure. The structure groaned and creaked.
Natalie smirked to herself and applied more pressure. The spike of her heel
easily pierced the roof and the rest of the shoe smashed through every floor.
Natalie stomped a couple more times, ensuring any remaining walls still
standing were ground to dust.
Dust
plumes choked the tiny man struggling between Natalie’s toes, he still couldn’t
escape. They were way too big and powerful for him. Natalie chuckled when she
saw him coughing and choking. “Huh, it’s so weird that they would use drywall
and lumber for these little structures. Andrew was designing them out of
plastic. Although,” she nodded to herself, remembering the prototype in her
living room, “I was able to smash that plastic one pretty easily too.”
The
giant woman had just gotten done destroying one house when her watch dinged
again. “Uh-oh guys…,” she said in a very condescending sing-song voice,
“another minute, another house smashed under my Louboutins!” She stepped to the
next house, casually smashing the detached garage of the first home as she
stomped over to the next door neighbor. Chuckling out loud, she toyed around
with this house. She kicked at the stone pillars in front, causing the overhand
to start collapsing. She stepped into the backyard, crushing a firepit patio
and grill. She planted her spike in the ground and put the sole of her shoe on
the backside of the tiny home, slowly pushing it until the structure fell
forward, landing where the stone columns had fallen. The 4 walls had fallen
flat, and the roof had fallen on them. Natalie placed her shoe on the peak and
casually crushed it, busting the little tiny trusses into splinters. Natalie
was having fun.
Ding!
“Oh
Jesus, guys,” Natalie roared with laughter. “Another minute is up! You’re not
going to have any houses left at this rate!” As she stepped across the street
to another house, she looked further down the road and saw that the search
party had more than tripled in size. No doubt, they were warning the others of
what was happening and that the only way to stop it was to find this giant
woman’s family.
The
giant woman stepped over to the next house in line for crushing.
“Hurry!
She’s here! She’s going to step on our house!” a young boy shouted to his
little sister. The colossal woman above their home lifted her heel.
“Let’s
go!” the little girl shouted as she opened the door, she could see the shadow
of the massive woman’s’ shoe getting darker as it got closer.
“What
about Roderick?” the little boy asked. “He’s still getting his clothes!”
“He
said to go!” the little girl answered.
Both
children ran out on to the front yard and looked up at the massive sole
hovering above them. They screamed and ran even harder. They ran past the other
giant foot of the towering woman that was planted in the street, each of her
toes were so much bigger than they were. They screamed the whole way, running
down the street towards more people.
“Jesus,
well I hope everybody is out of this house, cause I’m about to smash it under
my shoe!” the giant woman called out overhead.
Roderick
had been trying to get him and his siblings out to safety ever since the giant
woman outside started stomping houses left and right. So he had only
approximately two minutes since the twisted giant woman started destroying
their neighborhood.
Roderick
grabbed his bag and started running through the house. There was a loud crack
and the sight of the spike of a giant high-heel crashing through the roof.
Roderick yelped as he saw the giant spike crash into their living room and then
retreat.
“I hope
nobody was in that room!” the massive woman bellowed. Roderick began running
again but two seconds later, the massive spike pierced another section of the
house right in front of him. “Or in that room either!” the cruel voice of the
giantess chuckled. Once the spike retreated, he ran out of the house and chased
after the direction of his little brother and sister. “Jesus, you guys really
waited till the last minute, didn’t you?”
Ding!
“Ha!”
Natalie laughed. “Speaking of the last minute, another minute is up for my
little search party. You guys better hurry, I can barely keep up with crushing
your stupid little houses!” Natalie quickly stepped on the house that the kids
had ran out of and stomped it to dust, much to the chagrin of the tiny woman
under her heel and the little man still wedged between her powerful toes.
****
Word
doesn’t travel fast in this town, that’s for sure, Aubreigh thought to herself
as the tiny crowd continued to grow in the neighborhood she was in. She reached down and grabbed her breasts,
gently fondling them and rubbing her hardened nipples. After crushing that poor
woman and putting her out of her misery, Aubreigh was aching for something,
anything, to be inside of her. She casually sat down and crushed some trees and
a couple cars under her. She unbuttoned her shorts and pulled her them and her
panties down to her ankles. Her bare butt was now on top of the crushed
landscape and her vagina was exposed, dripping wet, to the tiny population.
“What
on earth!” a tiny woman shrieked. “There are children here young lady!”
“Have
some decency and cover yourself up!” another woman approached the panting
teenager, yelling and screaming.
Aubreigh
was short of breath as she reached for one of the tiny people. Her colossal
fingers plucked one of the tiny women up and brought her to her face. The
colossal girl shuttered as she breathed in, “I told you guys to get out of
here, I tried to warn you…,”
The
tiny woman in Aubreigh’s grasp could only scream and yelp as she was plunged into
the giant quivering pussy. Aubreigh moaned as she felt the tiny person
thrashing against her lips as her finger pressed her into the wet folds. The
other little people had run for cover by now, quickly realizing that this giant
girl was incapable of being reasoned with. The tiny woman was covered in thick
slimy fluid from the giant teenager’s vagina. Every time she tried screaming,
she caught a mouthful of the sex juices and began choking. It was a harrowing
experience for her.
It only
got scarier as the teenager pushed her deeper inside. They tiny woman really
came to life and began thrashing and trying to squirm her way out of Aubreigh’s
vagina. But every attempt was thwarted by a monolithic finger that pressed her
deeper and deeper inside each time.
For
Aubreigh, the feeling of the tiny person wiggling inside of her felt fantastic.
And the fact that she was trying to escape only made it incredibly fun for
Aubreigh. This was an eye-opening moment for the teenager, she had fully come
to grips with the fact that she enjoyed being mean and teasing the tiny people.
Aubreigh was immensely enjoying herself, and she allowed herself to do it guilt
free this time.
There
was a sudden pressure building on the tiny woman as Aubreigh’s walls started to
squeeze and pulsate. Aubreigh removed her fingers and gently massaged her clit.
The walls within her vagina swelled and squirted gallons upon gallons of cum
out of her. It sprayed and landed on some of the nearby houses as the teenager
screamed in delight. The throbbing started to settle down but tons of cum was
still oozing out of the massive vagina. Then the tiny woman who was nearly
drowning in Aubreigh’s juice plopped out and landed in a huge puddle of
cum.
Aubreigh
was panting and breathing hard, recovering from the most intense orgasm she’d
ever had in her life. “Phew…,” she gasped… “I didn’t even know I could squirt!”
Her hair had fallen across her face where beads of sweat were steady forming
and dripping.
Aubreigh
looked over and saw a woman recording what had just happened with her phone.
When the woman saw and felt Aubreigh’s gaze upon her, she yelled up at her,
“this video is going to the police and you’re going to get in big trouble for
this!”
“We
disabled your Wi-Fi and cell service on the computer system before we came in
here. We’re not stupid, you know. Your video isn’t going anywhere.” Aubreigh
reached over and grabbed the miniscule phone out of the hands of the tiny
person and crushed it between her fingers. “And now there isn’t even video
evidence anymore.”
Aubreigh
slowly stood up and pulled her underwear and pants up. “And if I ever see any
video of this… just remember I know where you live. If any of you other little
idiots feel like uploading a video of this to the internet, you’re going to pay
for it. And believe me when I say you’ll regret it.”
****
Natalie
had stomped about 15 different homes under her heels by now as the little
search party continued its frantic work. She was about to crush another home
when there was a sudden frenzy of energy in the crowd and people started
rushing toward the gigantic woman. There was a multitude of voices screaming
all at once.
Natalie
set her foot back on the ground and looked down at the crowd excitedly
gathering at her feet. “What’s going on guys?” she smiled excitedly. “Did you
find them?” The crowd cheered and started pointing in the same direction.
Natalie smiled and stepped over the cluster of Timberline residents and started
walking in the direction they were pointing.
Each
footstep was no less terrifying for the tinies as Natalie stomped by them. Each
new cluster of people was pointing a different direction, leading the titanic
woman down a multitude of roads. Then at the end of one street, she saw a
rather large crowd gathering around one house in particular.
Natalie
approached and started shoving tiny people out of the way with her shoes. As
she stepped closer, she saw her husband on the front lawn with her two children
behind him. She took one final step toward them, her gigantic shoe landing just
mere inches away. Her toes towered over them. Andrew looked up and quivered
with fear at the sight of his gorgeous but extremely terrifying wife.
“Andrew…,”
Natalie smiled. “So nice to finally see your new place. You left and didn’t
even give me a forwarding address!”
“Yeah,
well, you know,” Andrew nervously laughed, “it all happened so fast.”
“Mmm,
hmm…,” Natalie grimaced and put her hands on her hips. “Well, now that I’ve
found you guys. Let’s go home.”
“Mom,
why do we have to-,”
“Thomas
Beaumont!” the giant woman snapped. “Did that sound like a question to you?”
“No,
ma’am,” he said, shakily.
“Where
are the others?” Natalie asked.
“They
are in their own homes, Natalie,” Andrew said. “They live here now.”
“No,
they all come home with us,” Natalie scowled.
“You
didn’t even want the twins to live at home with us when it was just them who
were tiny. Why do you suddenly want a house full of tinies now?” Andrew asked.
“Get
them now and get in my hand!” Natalie said with gritted teeth.
Andrew
didn’t even have to say anything, the other kids came out from the crowd and
stood next to Thomas and Julia.
“Nate
and Chloe!” Natalie beamed. “You are such a cute little couple, come here now.”
Natalie reached down and pinched the tiny teenage couple with her fingers. She
looked around briefly. “Damn it, I forgot my purse on the other side of town.
Hmm, well here,” she smiled sweetly, “let’s just stick you guys in here for
now.” She lifted them to her collar bone and released them. The two little
people tumbled down the gigantic woman’s chest until they landed in the valley
of her cleavage. “Hold on tight now,” she cooed as she bent down again.
“Andrew,
kids,” she smirked, “I think you’re all mature enough to handle a brief stay
with my boobs, aren’t you?” She reached for them and plucked each of them one
by one, depositing them in her cleavage to be with Nate and Chloe.
Natalie
looked down again to see Ben staring at her toes. More specifically, he was
looking at the tiny man trapped between them. Natalie laughed and wiggled her
toes slightly. “What are you looking at Benjamin?” she asked coyly.
“Uh,
there is a man-,”
“Are
you jealous of him?” Natalie asked, raising her eyebrows and smirking at him.
“What?”
Ben asked, shocked at the Mrs. Beaumont’s question.
“It’s
okay, Benjamin,” Natalie said, “pull him out...”
“uh,
okay,” Ben said, slowly approaching the incredibly beautiful, but intimidating,
toes of his friend’s mom. The little man between her toes looked like he had
seen better days for sure.
“Please
help…,” he mumbled.
Ben
grabbed him by both arms and pulled. The tiny man yelled as he was painfully
dragged from between the powerful toes of the cruel giantess. Ben dislodged him
and they tumbled on each other. The little man coughed and sputtered, profusely
thanking Ben and hobbling away. Ben just nodded. He was staring in awe at the 5
monolithic toes before him. Natalie wiggled her toes slightly and Ben was
enraptured. He knew he shouldn’t be…, this woman was evil. Still, Ben was attracted to
the powerful giant and watching her toes move like that made him hard.
“Thank
you Benjamin,” Natalie cooed in a sing song voice.
“Uh,
you’re welcome, ma’am, uh Mrs. Beaumont, ma’am,” he stuttered.
“Now
take his place,” Natalie smiled slyly.
“What?”
Ben asked, he took his sight of the massive toes before him and looked up at
the giant woman’s face. It didn’t look like she was joking.
“You
heard me, young man,” Natalie said in a more authoritative tone, which only
served to turn him on more. “I know you don’t want to go under my toes,” she
winked at him, “but I forgot my purse and I’m running out of places to keep
everybody.” Her gaze stayed on Ben, she didn’t look away from him. Despite the
crowd still buzzing around her, she never once paid them any attention, it was
like Ben was the only person in the entire world. It was intimidating to Ben to
saw the least, he was shaking with both fear and excitement; it felt like his
heart was in his stomach.
“O-okay…,”
he said, swallowing hard, approaching her toes. He stepped up onto the shoe,
and was face to face with Mrs. Beaumont’s beautiful toes. The monolithic
boulders of flesh raised up and allowed Ben to see the huge toeprints in her Louboutin.
He got on all fours and crawled under them. He was in the middle of getting
into a comfortable position when Natalie lowered her toes down on him. “No,
wait! I’m not ready yet!” he tried to yell, but it was too late, the giant
woman either couldn’t, or didn’t want to, hear him.
“Oh
Benjamin,” she cooed, “you feel fantastic down there. I’ve missed this.”
She
turned her attention toward the two Asian teenagers. “Ah, if it isn’t my
favorite oriental siblings!”
“You
can’t say that!” Brian scoffed.
“Excuse
me?” Natalie recoiled in disgust at his rebuke.
“You
can’t say ‘oriental’ when referring to people. It’s an outdated term and it’s racist,”
Brian replied.
“Brian,
what are you doing?!” his sister chastised him, she was nearly floating out of
her body with anxiety when she heard her brother talk back to Mrs. Beaumont.
Natalie
raised her eyebrows and smirked. “Oh Brian, I’m not racist. Get over yourself.
And you’re as oriental as they come. You and sister both. I’m not falling for
that politically correct nonsense.” Natalie reached forward and pinched both brother
and sister between her fingers. “Now where to put-,”
Natalie
noticed the crowds start to disperse and heard someone coming. She looked up
and saw Aubreigh approaching. The crowds were fleeing from the teenager’s
footsteps as she absentmindedly walked toward her mom.
“Aubreigh?”
Natalie asked. “You look like hell; your hair is all disheveled, you look
really sweaty, what on earth happened out there?”
“Oh,
nothing,” Aubreigh said, “just working really hard looking for dad. Did you
find them?”
“All
right here, sweetie,” Natalie said, standing up again. “I have your dad, siblings,
and Nate and Chloe right here,” she said gesturing to her chest.
Aubreigh’s
eyes widened with surprise as she saw the 5 little tinies wiggling in her mom’s
cleavage. She didn’t know how it was possible, but she was getting turned on
again.
“I have
Ben under my toes,” Natalie snickered, “he wanted to be there. In fact, he went
under them on his own, willingly of course.”
“Oh…,”
Aubreigh said disappointedly.
“And I
have to two oriental kids in my hand,” Natalie said, holding them out in her
palm for Aubreigh to see.
“Mom!”
Aubreigh gasped. “You can’t say oriental!”
“And
you shouldn’t step on people but we both know how that worked out,” Natalie
snickered.
Aubreigh
felt too embarrassed to respond. The irony of being sensitive to a racial slur when
she knew full well what she had done to some of the tiny people of Timberline
was not lost on her.
“Anyways,”
Natalie said. “I’m running out of places to keep these guys, I forgot my purse
on the other side of the city.”
“Crap,”
Aubreigh muttered. “Me too…,”
“I don’t
have any pockets on this dress, you have someplace you can keep them until we
get out of here?”
“Uh
yeah, sure,” Aubreigh said as they were dumped out into her palm. “Uh, where’s
the mom?”
“The
mom?” Natalie asked. “Oh right! I completely forgot about her.”
Aubreigh
looked around for her and spottled her coming out from hiding behind her mom’s
heel. “Oh there she was, hiding behind your foot.”
“Oh my,
that’s not a safe place to hide!” Natalie quipped as the tiny Asian woman
approached Aubreigh with trepidation.
“Maybe
she just likes being by your feet, mom,” Aubreigh said, reaching down and
picking her up. “You know, with her being Asian and all, maybe it’s in her
blood.”
“Aubreigh?”
Natalie said, shocked at her daughter’s statement.
“I’m
just saying!” Aubreigh defended herself, but she internally recognized how
incredibly stereotypical and racist her comment was.
“You’ve
changed, dear,” Natalie said, smirking at her daughter.
Aubreigh
dropped the Chen family on her boobs and let them roll into her cleavage, just
like her mom had done. The feeling of the 3 little tiny people squirming
between her boobs was making her wet all over again. “Yeah, maybe I have…,”
Aubreigh said, somberly.
“Well,
let’s go home now honey,” Natalie said, turning around. “Okay little people,
you can have your town back, I got what I came for. Get out of the way now.”
Natalie took her first step and immediately crushed someone who couldn’t get
out of the way fast enough. Natalie didn’t even feel it happen and kept walking.
On the
other hand, Aubreigh watched it happen right in front of her. She found herself
getting aroused again at the sight of her mom stepping on someone, and she shuddered
with excitement.
Whether
Ben or not, Aubreigh was ready for someone to be inside of her again.