You look down to put on your pink slippers when you see a mass of specks gathered together a few steps away. You decide to ignore your slippers for now and walk seductively over towards them with a big grin. You bend down your upper body while placing your hands on your knees to look down directly at them. “Well, aren’t ya gonna run away little ants? You do know that you’re in a woman’s bedroom without her permission, right? What do you think happens to little perverts that don’t respect a girl’s privacy when she’s sleeping?”
You lift your giant barefoot with your hands on your hips. “Maybe you guys want my big smelly feet pressed onto you? I don’t see you running away!”A tiny but collective noise is heard as you place your foot gently on the mass of tiny ant-sized men, careful not to crush them. It feels great! They’re squirming and clinging to your foot. You lift your foot slightly and laugh as you see them stuck to your foot. Not all of them, most have scattered in all directions. “All of you get back here or I’ll hunt you down and fucking kill every last one of you!” You scream and position yourself to sit down, bringing your huge ass down on a group of them. They all stop while looking back at you. “Get back here NOW!” You motion your hand in front of yourself pointing downward, indicating where the survivors should collect themselves. Seeing the others getting flattened under your ass was enough to persuade them.
You sit Indian-style, crossing your legs and watching mesmerized as the group of tiny men gathered on your foot squirm around, slightly tickling you while the others re-assemble in front of you. “You’ve all pissed me off now; I wasn’t going to kill any of you, you don’t see these guys on my foot trying to run away. Now, behave yourselves and I may forgive you. All of you on the floor, get on your knees.” They drop to their knees as a sign of their willingness to accept their second chance. But they know they aren’t forgiven yet. “Now, where was I? Ah, yes.” You look down at your foot and pull it closer to your face, looking at the tiny men squirming across it. “How does my foot smell down there? Isn’t this what you wanted? The things I do to satisfy you little perverts! If those idiots didn’t run away, maybe they’d be enjoying my lovely feet too.” They are so tiny but you can still count them. After some time, you finish counting. “15 tiny men crawling on my foot, 30 collected on my floor before me.”
You lean in and blow hard on the 30 tiny men and they fall back in all directions. You laugh and point at them. “This is just too perfect! 45 tiny guys to do whatever I want with and I just woke up. How stupid are all of you to just wait out in the open? Did you think I was going to immediately squat down, pick you all up, and nurture you for the rest of your lives like some kind of saint? Whatever, I’m getting bored now. Playtime is over, I want all of you off my foot and gathered before me again in a circle right now.” You gently pluck each of them off your foot and place them before you until all forty-five men are together.
“Now, climb onto my hand.” You lay your hand down before them and they slowly make their way to stand on it. You feel their tiny feet on your palm and giggle. Once they are all on, you stand up gently and look down at them with an evil smile but careful not to breathe on them. “I’ve decided not to let you little guys go so you’re just going to have to deal with what I do to you so HA!” You walk over and...
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