Chapter #4Cleaning Crew, now what? by: AmyBrooke   Within seconds, the stain was surrounded by seven two-inch tall men wearing aprons with cleaning equipment vigorously washing, scrubbing, and disinfecting the area where you had crushed the trespasser in your bedroom. It hadn't been the first time you had watched them at work but it was still amazing to watch and with your legs crossed while sitting on your bed, the tiny men occasionally glanced back to see the squished remains on the bottom of your foot. After they finished washing the stain completely, they made their way towards the foot of your bed as you made a signaling motion with your finger.
You set your feet down and arched both at an angle, exposing the bottom of your feet and they went to work, not only scrubbing the stain made from flattening that idiot but also washing both your feet thoroughly and slightly tickling you in the process. They weren't the only division in your employ. It had become necessary to create different divisions of tiny men with certain skills for specific activities and selected sizes to carry out their particular duties. While this cleaning crew did have a love of your feet, were skilled at cleaning homes, and a cold approach towards washing up blood and other fluids considered gross by many; they hadn't truly been trained for anything else.
One day, you hope to train all tiny men in your employ to perform any task but it was difficult since they didn't really live that long or you’d become like an angry bitch in heat when dealing with them. They'd always make you angry in some way and end up being eliminated by your various and imaginative means depending on what they had done to upset you. Some would break down, not show up for the work you wished for them to do, they'd talk back, fail to perform at an acceptable level, they’d question you; any number of offenses that could easily anger a Giantess so generous as to provide a home and duty for these tiny guys while ensuring their survival so long as their work performance continued to meet your expectations. The work of your cleaning crew had always been satisfactory and after seeing them kneeling before you awaiting their next orders, you stand and walk towards your desk. You open a drawer and pull out one of your many clipboards with the words “Cleaning Crew” at the top.
You observe the clipboard to see the names and descriptions of all seven men in your cleaning crew and give them all high marks, with a note to reward them later but of course, they don’t know that. You place the clipboard back in the drawer and intentionally sit on your butt right in front of them and spread your legs out, enveloping them in the enormous area between your legs as you speak and give them a great view of their Giantess boss. You can feel their eyes on your glorious figure and enormous breasts but that’s fine, for now. “Good job, now I want my home cleaned top to bottom before nightfall, as usual. When the tasks are complete, huddle together and meet back here at my bed before I go to sleep. If you’ve done well, I’ll reward and perhaps promote all of you. But if there’s even one spot or stain on my beautiful floors, you won’t live long enough to make another mistake. You should know by now I don’t just fire or release you from service, I kill you in a manner that pleases me most at the time, and having a dirty home pisses me off, a lot! Now get out of my sight and get to work.” You announce and stand up; sitting on your bed and watching the tiny men scurry away to their assigned task.
The day is young and there's so much fun you want to have with tiny guys you've captured and those hiding in your home before it ends. Suddenly, you feel a tingling from deep inside and need...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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