I awoke to the rumbling of the giant door, then rose to the smashing of the giant shoe. Finally, I was alerted to the screams of another meeting his end on the bottom of that shoe. I knew the shoe, I knew the giant. I'd gone to high school with her, and hadn't seen her since graduation. She was always beautiful, long blonde hair and perfect skin. She entered wearing a black shirt and black top with white sneakers. It seemed I was the only one admiring, as all I heard from the floor were screams. 

As her foot stamped on the ground, two other tinies were blasted through the air from the impact. They landed safely in front of the toilet, but unfortunately for them Hannah was very much intoxicated, and their lives were ended by a stumble. It was harder than a regular step. To catch herself, her foot stomped to the floor, instantly crushing the two tinies. There were more, sputtering around like lost ants. She crushed another under her shoe just to sit on the toilet. From here, I decided to get closer.

She tapped her heel on the ground, bending over and sliding the shoe off with her hand. She gently tossed it aside, and it plummeted onto another unfortunate tiny. Her other was removed with no casualties. Immediately, she grabbed the socks and ripped them off. She wiggled her bare toes in the fresh air. No nail polish, but they were nicely trimmed. Her feet looked incredibly soft, I felt confidant I could sleep a thousand years on her soft sole. I was entranced.

Clearly another was, because he approached the toes. He was only the size of her pinky toe, but seemed fearless. Until, of course, he found himself between wiggling toes. As he began to kiss her big toe, her toes wiggled and crushed him between them. It was not a quick death either, he screamed the entire time. For some reason, this did not discourage me. 

I approached her beautiful, now stagnant, toes. I was so undeterred that I went right between her toes, smelling and licking the sweat. It smelled divine, very musty and very sweaty. I was in heaven. Eventually, the panties dropped above me, and a scream echoed through the bowl. My curiosity was piqued, I pulled myself to her panties and leap to her leg, climbing to her thigh. I dropped down between her legs on the toilet seat and was met with a giant shaven pussy. The sight near made me forget about the screams, but luckily they continued. I was able to witness this.

I looked down to the water and saw a tiny struggling to stay afloat, screaming at the giant pussy looming above him. He looked to me with desperate eyes. I realised his fears, but I did not empathise. I simply pulled out my cock and began to masturbate. Piss began flowing from her giant pussy, crashing into the water below, landing right on that tiny's pathetic head. It came out so hard it pushed him under water every time he attempted to rise. What I wouldn't give to have my mouth open in his position. I began to jerk faster.

The piss concluded, and he was still alive. But Hannah was not done, she groaned above us. An explosion of gas ruptured from her asshole, gassing the tiny below and even wafting to me, luckily. Though the tiny throw up, he was not yet dead. Perhaps this would all be over. 

It wasn't.

The fart only proceeded the shit. It came slowly, creeping out of Hannah's asshole. When it grew too long and heavy (which is very much was) it fell from her asshole. The shit made the tiny disappear instantly. I watched her wipe, considering just jumping in the bowl, but I wanted to see more. I watched her swing back and press the flush button, and continued jerking off to the tiny crushed by shit being flushed down the toilet. I enjoyed it all the way up to the giant fingers bringing me to the air and was soon met with a giant, very inquisitive, blue eyeball.

Hannah pulled me from her eye and gently squeezed me between her thumb and index finger. At first, she appeared confused. Afterwards, she smiled. She slowly, and softly, bit her lip and licked her lips.

"It's been a while," She said to me, her eyes jolting south to see my erection. "It's nice to know I still have that effect on you."

I was pleased she remembered the times we used to hook up, but even that pleasure could not compare to this experience. I said nothing, I only stared. 

"Do you like my feet even more now that they're giant?" 

I nodded, taking this as permission to begin stroking my dick again. She smiled, and pulled me to her mouth. She carefully opened her lips and licked my entire body. It seems she made an effort to make her mouth as wet as possible, as her saliva was now dripping from my head to my toes. She swirled her tongue on my tiny head, and I jerked off harder. Soon, my head was inside her mouth and she began to suck. I took every opportunity I had to swallow her spit. Eventually, to my disdain, she removed me from between her lips. At first I was disappointed, but not when I realised where I was going next. She lowered me to her pussy and softly slid me inside. I heard a soft moan when I entered and watched her fingers disappear from inside her pussy. It was already so wet. If I weren't careful, I'd have drowned right then and there. 

I felt her pussy tightened as she stood and began to walk. I correctly assumed we were heading to the bed. The fingers returned soon thereafter and removed me. Now I was covered in both her spit and her juices, with a little bit of piss to add. She giggled when she saw how wet I was, and lifted her other hand. Between her fingers was enough, though more terrified, tiny. By now, she was sitting on the side of her bed with her perfect feet against the wooden floor.

"You should have told me there were more." Truth be told, I didn't want to share. But it seems as though she read my mind when she placed the screaming tiny in her mouth. She opened her lips and stuck her tongue out. I watched the tiny stumble to escape, only to be pulled back inside. She let him climb out of her lips, but slurped him back up like a noodle. Then I saw her swallow. "You like me watching me kill the others, don't you?"

I nodded silently, again. 

"Look down, then." 

I looked. At her feet was another scrambling tiny. She raised her foot, and from my vantage I saw her sole stomp the fleeing tiny. She moaned as she twisted her foot. There were more, more to be crushed. Before she began her massacre, she placed me on her clit. Without instruction I began licking and rubbing and hard as I can. I heard louder moans, and more stomps. Countless tinies meeting their ends under the balls of her feet. I turned my head and saw her angle her toes to the ceiling, only to smush an injured tiny under her giant heel. This made her even more excited. As she twisted her heel I felt her giant finger lower me and push me inside her pussy once again. 

I had little control now, with her finger doing most of the work. She pushed me in and out while crushing more and more tinies. Eventually, I could no longer breathe. The walls of her pussy grew tight around me and I was now submerged in her cum. Her finger retracted, and with her cum I slowly slid out of her pussy and fell to the bed below. I saw her grab a tissue and lift her feet. She began scraping the blood and corpses from her feet as I climbed her thigh. I continued stroking to the sight of all the bugs squished against her feet and eventually ejaculated all over the thigh. Though to her it was nothing more than a tiny, unnoticeable drop. She looked down at me, tissues in hand.

"Let's go clean ourselves up."