"THIS HERE'S MY BEST FRIEND IN THE WORLD, NOW!" Emma shouted, wrapping an arm around another woman's shoulder. She was barely aware of how loud her voice was at this point, and had drawn a considerable amount of ire for being irritating all night.
Sometimes it just felt good to unwind the way normal people did. Emma’s life for the past couple of years had been a constant mishmash of bizarre scenarios and absurdities that would have driven most people mad. She managed to get through it all thanks to a combination of not being particularly bright, and a liberal application of mind-altering substances. Letting loose like this was a regular part of her schedule now! If she wanted to spend her nights getting absolutely blasted then that was her right!
Tonight was a unique one, though. While Emma continued her typical activities of a steady transformation into a giggling mess over the course of the night, she managed to make a new friend. A young woman by the name of Vanessa, who just so happened to live very close to the bar.
Their height was what initially drew them to one another. Standing at well over eight feet tall it wasn’t often that Emma got to meet others who compared to her. Nessa was that rare exception, being visible from the very moment Emma had set foot inside. The two kicked it off pretty quickly, complaining about things that only women of their size could relate to. Ranging from difficulty finding clothing that fit, to the general annoyances of squeezing into indoor spaces.
As the night proceeded and the patrons began to leave the two encountered a problem. Emma was far, far too drunk to get herself home. Technically Nessa was every bit as incapable, but she had the good fortune of living extremely close to the bar. She'd offered Emma a place to stay for the night until they sobered up, and only minutes after stumbling out onto the streets they were stepping into a home with ceilings high enough for both of the enormous women to stand. Their conversations continued as Nessa was far more open about herself while intoxicated. It was during one of these moments that she let secret of hers slip.
"Check them out." Nessa giggled, pulling open a drawer to reveal a small wooden box. She undid the clasp keeping it shut, and pulled the wooden container open with a grin. Through blurred eyes Emma took a moment to focus on what was inside, before gasping.
Tinies. At least, that's what they were called colloquially. They were difficult to get ahold of under normal circumstances, and Nessa had amassed a pretty decently-sized collection of them. The two giant women looked down into the box with wonder, amazed at the sight of the little figures. Emma herself had dabbled in toying with tinies under many occasions, but they usually only came up when she was on a bizarre adventure, not so much during her off time.
"Whoa…" Emma whispered, as the box was moved closer to her face. The tiny prisoners looked up at the giant pair staring down at them, and Nessa wasted no time reaching in to pick one up. She smiled warmly at the figure, turning them around in her hand despite their cries of discomfort, before handing him to Emma.
"They’re cute, aren’t they?" Nessa asked, her eyes sparkling.
"Yeah…" Emma said, attempting to receive the tiny she'd been handed. Due to her drunken state she completely fumbled the trade, and watched helplessly as the small, blonde man fell from her fingers. His tiny body hit the wood of the box with an ominous clacking sound, before quiet groans of pain could be heard. "Hehe…" She whispered, smiling at the small injury the tiny man received.
"Hey…" Nessa said, reaching in to flip over the small man and make sure he was still breathing. "Come on, don’t hurt them…"
"Don’t… hurt them?" Emma asked, her eyes beginning to grow wide as she struggled to process what she’d just heard. "You mean like, treat them like an animal, or something?"
"They are anima-"
Emma grabbed Nessa by the shoulders, and shook her. Her eyes were wild, and she hiccupped, finding it difficult to concentrate on what she wanted to say. The other girl looked at her in confusion, and swallowed loudly at the sudden, intense look her new friend was giving her.
"Em-"
"Come on, Nessa!" Emma interrupted, swallowing loudly and squinting as the bright lights in the room were a bit much to deal with. "They’re… you… have you never squished a tiny?"
Nessa looked to the side. Standing so huge over normal, everyday people had given her an outlook that tinies were no different from everybody else. Except for being much, much smaller. She would sometimes get questions about this from older friends who would question her outlook on the tiny things. Eventually she grew tired of them, and decided to keep the collection a secret from everyone. At least, when she wasn't so drunk…
"I mean, they can talk, and-"
"Nessa. Trust me." Emma said, looking down into the box. "Come on. Just… just watch this."
Nessa, far too drunk to do anything to protest could only watch as the dusky-skinned girl reached into the box, clumsily picking up the same injured man she’d dropped a moment prior. A small cut was visible on the guy’s forehead that was beginning to dye the roots of his yellow hair an ominous shade of red. Emma either didn't notice or didn't care as she pulled him out, by the leg. Both of the giant women kept their focus on his tiny little limbs fighting against the big fingers keeping him suspended so high above the floor.
Then Emma’s fingers separated. Nessa gasped, watching the tiny figure plummet to the floor. He seemed to take an unusually long amount of time to fall the length of their huge bodies, but whether that was due to her altered state of mind or just his tiny size she was unsure. All she knew was the sound he made when crashing into the floor was ominous.
The tiny man was moving. Not very much, but he was moving. He looked to be gathering himself after the latest fall, but collapsed almost as quickly as he started. He rolled onto his back, clutching his midsection while taking in his new, foreign surroundings.
Towering far, far above him were two women of unfathomable size. Anything beyond Emma's colossal breasts was completely hidden from view, while only the very top of Nessa's head could be seen. To his left and right were four enormous bare feet. Emma’s toes seemed to flex and clench as he stared at them, before one was raised.
Nessa watched the scene below with great interest. Her lips suddenly felt parched, while a need to see what Emma had been hinting at overtook her. She watched her new friend's toes move over the tiny little man, and settle atop him. She held her breath as tiny little fists pushed into the pliant flesh under Emma’s foot. Such small limbs were still able to depress the skin despite their size difference, but the show was cut short when Emma lowered her toes and blocked him from view.
The room was suddenly eerily quiet. Every sound that was made felt amplified a hundred times. The remaining tinies in the box milling about with confused whispers. The sharp, shallow breaths from both Emma and Nessa as they waited for a man to be crushed in front of them. The ominous ticking of the clock hanging from a wall. Nessa knew what was coming, but was still incredibly tense waiting for it to happen.
Emma’s toes suddenly flattened out against the floor. She settled her weight down, and the giant woman let out a sound that was a mixture between a gasp of surprise and a soft moan. This was followed near-instantly by the muted sounds of a tiny body cracking under her weight. Nessa's heart leap from her chest when a small splash of red sprayed out from under Emma’s sole, splashing onto the hard floor around her own toes.
"See?" Emma giggled, looking at Nessa.
Nessa didn’t respond immediately. She could only replay the scene over and over in her head. Her eyes remained locked on Emma’s big toes, and she felt like she was going to faint when that foot slid backwards, leaving behind a dirty, red streak.
The clock continued to tick in the background.
"lemmtr"
"What?" Emma asked, as Nessa’s head turned up to look her in the eye.
Clearing her throat, Nessa tried again.
"Let me try."
A moment later both were sitting on the floor, the box of now-terrified tiny people situated between them. Nessa reached inside, and pulled out another tiny person. This one was a man with short, brown hair. He was well-built, and looked absolutely mortified after being taken out of what was supposed to be a safe haven. He kept crying out to the woman holding onto him, the one he recognized as his caretaker to release him, but she didn’t seem to be listening.
Sitting on the floor with her legs crossed, Nessa carefully lowered the tiny little man to her right foot. She carefully brought him right up to the enormous sole, covered in a thin layer of dust from having walked around indoors barefoot. Nessa held her breath as she was ready to try this for herself. This man was to be her first time.
She was going to kill him with her foot.
She considered, at first, standing and stomping on him the way Emma had her own. But… she wanted to try something different. Something slower, more subtle. Something that would be scarier to the little people than a quick crush. With that in mind she simply pressed the tiny man into the bottom of her soft sole, smiling as his body was pushed deeply into her soft sole.
"Breathe it in deep." Nessa whispered, smiling as she felt her tiny little plaything do exactly that. He was surrounded on every end by a foot so enormous it could have crushed a dozen men his size. Still, he tried getting away. The scent of sweat hung in the air as he was pressed into the bottom of Nessa’s foot, not so heavy as to be suffocating, but enough to be impossible to ignore. He tried to pull his face away, but Nessa only took this as a challenge and slid his body further up until his face was buried between two toes.
Overpowering all of his efforts with just one finger, Nessa pressed his face down. A smile formed on the intoxicated woman’s face as she flipped her black hair out of her face and watched. Waited. Listened as the tiny man pressing into the bottom of her foot was gradually overwhelmed by her presence. She could feel a rush of excitement course through her as she watched the tiny man utterly fail to prevent her from doing anything she wanted to him.
For two minutes she sat there, occasionally wiggling her toes to make sure that the man never forgot where he was. Forced to hear the sounds of her soft skin rubbing against itself as he was forced to endure her feet. His every breath tainted as it had to be filtered through her toes. He gradually began to weaken, not being allowed the oxygen he needed, and eventually lost consciousness.
Nessa smiled as she felt him go limp in her grip. She wiggled her toes again, and considered just putting him back into the box. Letting him know that their relationship would be changed from this point forward. She was the one in charge now, and would not listen to his input on any matter regarding his well-being. She looked over to Emma, who was only watching the scene with a lazy smile, adjusting her glasses when she saw she was being looked at.
"Well? Are you gonna-"
Nessa made her decision.
Pressing her index finger down more forcefully onto the man's head, Nessa shivered. He no longer moved, but that did little to sap her enthusiasm as she felt his skull buckle under the vast differences in her own strength and his puny fragility. There was a quiet moment as his frail form attempted to resist the incredible pressure being forced upon it, before his skull collapsed.
Finally pulling her finger away, Nessa smiled and wriggled her toes, letting the tiny body’s remains get mired in with the light sheen of sweat coating her foot. She watched as he was mashed until nothing recognizable as human remained. Then she kept going, until he was indistinguishable from any bit of dust or debris that may have been on her feet naturally.
"That."
Nessa looked up, suddenly interrupted from her reverie.
"Was cool."
Nessa smiled.
All bets were off at this point. Both of the giant girls became hedonistic in their desire to feel more of these tiny bodies expire between them. Emma guided Nessa along, teaching her some of her favorite ways to deal with the little pests. Ranging from popping tiny bodies between two fingers and rubbing their remains into her skin to terrify the survivors, to swallowing one whole so they could writhe down her throat the whole way down. Nessa followed every example the best she could, and found each experience more exhilarating than the last.
One thing lead to another, and it wasn’t long before both of the giant women had thrown their shirts off over their shoulders and onto the floor. Emma’s oversized breasts were bounced free, while Nessa’s more-than-respectable chest strained the ill-fitting bra she wore. They both selected a tiny person and wanted to make use of their most obvious assets to end another tiny life.
"See this one?" Emma asked, smiling as she held onto a small, pale-skinned woman with long black hair.
Nessa nodded. She noted how the tiny little thing had hair similar to her own, and wondered if that had been intentional.
"Now watch this…" Emma smiled, moving the squealing little woman over the immense depths of her cleavage, and dropping her between them. The woman let out a shrill scream as she fell between the seemingly-endless breasts, before being sealed into a hot fleshy prison.
Nessa’s place was kept hot. Intentionally so, to save on electricity costs. As such, the pair had worked up a bit of a sweat in their excitement and the woman between Emma’s breasts was dropped right into the thick of it. Her entire body was coated in fragrant feminine sweat as she fell, instantly matting her hair to her face. She tried to climb out from between the soft crevice, but it would have been near-impossible to do so under ideal conditions. With the giant woman’s skin glistening with sweat it was a worthless attempt from the very beginning.
"Okay." Emma smiled, cupping her breasts as best she could. She didn’t do a particularly good job, given that her hands were simply not big enough to contain the mounds of flesh spilling out from between every one of her fingers. She did a good-enough job to keep her tiny plaything suspended between them, and invited Nessa to take a closer look.
"She can't escape." Nessa whispered, enjoying the sight of the little woman trying to get out. "So I'm guessing you just…"
"That's right!" Emma giggled, pushing her huge breasts together. The pillowy walls instantly closed around the woman. The sheer mass of the giant breasts was enough to pulverize her body instantly despite their softness. The crunchy sound of her body being crushed was hardly noticed through all the padding, and especially Nessa's excitable breathing.
"Emma…" Nessa whispered, watching as Emma devolved into playing with herself, the body between her boobs already forgotten. "That was cool, but… it ended awfully fast."
"I know." Emma sighed, slowly pulling her tits apart. The red smear between them was practically gone now, with no sign there had ever been something between them. Only a faint pinkish hue that was hardly noticeable against her darker skin. "But… it's hard to keep these things under control. They're just so…"
"Big." Nessa said, reaching a hand forward and grabbing one of Emma's breasts. As she did so she could immediately feel their incredible weight, and shook her head in disappointment. "Sucks to be you then." She added with a mischievous grin, reaching back and dropping a small woman with bright orange hair she'd pulled out of the box between her own breasts.
Nessa's chest was still impressive and would have put any normal-sized woman to shame, but it was far more reasonable in size than Emma's absurd melons. As such, she grinned as Emma watched silently, and pushed her boobs together. Rather than the instant crushing that Emma's chest had inflicted to her victim, Nessa's pliant orbs squeezed around the little woman, smothering her between them.
There was a brief moment where she considered just giving in and crushing the little thing. It would have been easy. She was so much bigger and stronger it wouldn't have even been remotely difficult to do so. Her heart leapt at the thought, but she restrained herself. She liked having fun this way, and enjoyed the sensations of the puny woman fighting to survive between her boobs.
"Wow." Emma said, watching as Nessa made a game out of smothering this one in much the same way she had the first one under her foot. The little things struggles so puny they could only just barely spread minuscule ripples through Nessa's soft chest. She watched in awe as Nessa's control over her little plaything was so absolute she was even able to roll her breasts in her hands, feeling the small body get be utterly dominated by the warm prison.
"Wow." Emma said again, hardly even aware she just repeated herself.
"This is so cool." Nessa admitted, feeling the life beginning to drain from her chosen victim. Her nipples gradually stiffened from arousal as she bit her bottom lip. She was enjoying this far, far too much. This was turning into a night she was sure she would never forget. At least, she hoped not. She was pretty blasted, after all.
"Man. I want to try something like that." Emma said, going back into the box for another treat. She never gave the figure she withdrew more than a passing glance before dropping him onto the floor next to her. A moment later she gradually lifted herself up with her hands, positioned her huge ass over the little thing, and sat down. It wasn't directly on top of him over the tiny so they were spared an instantaneous crushing, but it was close enough that they couldn't hope to pull away from the living mountain resting on them.
"That's… cool…" Emma said, her eyes beginning to glaze over as she seemed like she was losing her balance even while sitting.
"Yeah." Nessa said, squeezing her breasts together tightly as she watched Emma. She wanted to get her next plaything already so pushed the orbs on her chest together with a cute smile, completely cutting off all air for the woman between them. The struggles between her boobs instantly went from a general sense of panic to complete and utter terror. The pathetic little thing wanted more than anything to escape her pillowy confinement, but she had a sinking feeling she was praying for the impossible.
Nessa focused on her own boobs as she could feel her eyelids begin to grow heavy. She looked around the room, and was surprised to see the morning rays of a rising sun poke through her windows. No wonder she felt so tired! They'd been at this so long that…
Nessa's heart suddenly froze, and she looked down at her box. The majority of her collection had already been diminished, leaving only a half-dozen or so remaining tinies. She frowned, and for a moment considered pulling the still-squirming, if only just barely, woman out from her chest.
She loosened her hold, and felt the sudden gasps for air from a grateful tiny. The pathetic whimpers filled Nessa with an intense sadness as she realized she would be denied the pleasure she'd been building towards, and looked back down towards her remaining tinies.
"I guess having one less won't be so bad."
The woman between Nessa's breasts turned into a screaming banshee at the sound of those words. A moment later the huge boobs trapping her squeezed so tightly she felt every bone in her body crack, then she mercifully lost consciousness.
Nessa smiled, rubbing her boobs together. She quite enjoyed that. Possibly a bit too much. She looked back down at the rest of the tinies in her box, and then back at Emma who was still sitting on the…
"Emma?"
Her new friend wasn't moving. Emma's breathing had slowed considerably, and a string of drool was falling from between her lips and onto her naked breasts. Wincing, Nessa knew that there was no way the tiny she'd made into a cushion had survived when Emma wasn't holding her weight back.
"Have a good night." She smiled, leaning forward to see if she could push Emma so she would at least be lying down on the floor. Unfortunately the combination of exhaustion and alcohol proved to be too much for her to handle, and while leaning forward she lost her own balance.
She rolled over in an attempt to correct herself, and felt something hard press into her butt. She winced in discomfort for just a moment, before feeling a strange squirming sensation. Her attempt to push Emma succeeded a moment later, before she fell down on top of the equally huge woman.
Looking back as best she could, Nessa saw that in her attempt to move around, she had accidentally squeezed her own gigantic ass onto the box her remaining tinies were kept in. She knew she should pull the box away to spare the remaining tinies… but felt as if she were moving through water. Everything felt so heavy, and before she could even turn around she lost consciousness in much the same way Emma had.
Her tinies would experience the next several hours sealed between a wooden box, and the huge ass that had squished into it so tightly they couldn't escape. Their prison was not airtight, but Nessa wasn't a very still sleeper. As she dreamt she tossed and turned, throwing what remained of her collection about. One by one they would expire, whether from the trauma of being tossed around, or the lack of oxygen as the heady aroma of sweat and Nessa's natural scent made them choke on what little air they did get.
For her part, Nessa had the nicest rest she'd had in quite some time. One that would be ruined moments after waking up and discovering she'd not only passed out on top of a topless woman equaling her own size, but that her treasured collection of tinies were gone. She made a mental note to never, ever get that drunk again.
Then went online to find some tinies to buy for herself. She'd always considered finding them a hobby of hers, but had now found good reason to pick some up through more... traditional means.
Giantess World
Author's Chapter Notes:
I'm in the middle of doing commissions and I'm throwing all my Tier 1's together in a row! So expect a new story over the next 3 days as well with 2 of them being more Emma Episodes. Hooray! Anyway, this one was commissioned by Vanessagosmash over on twitter and it's about the two of us meeting up, getting absolutely drunk, and squishing a bunch of tinies. It's light on story and almost entirely lewd stuff so I hope you enjoy! It's got some sweat stuff a lot of foot stuff some boob stuff and a general disregard for tiny lives. Hope you enjoy!
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