Everything goes white and all I can hear is Miley's distinct, booming laugh and it shakes me to my very core. It feels like an eternity has passed but eventually my sight returns, dead ahead are the black leather ankle boots of the now Giant pop star, at full stretch I struggle to match the height of the toe section of the boot from this I surmise that I am only about 1 inch tall. My heart starts to race but I are to stricken with fear, shock and sheer awe to move, I crane my neck upward to see a triumphant yet evil grin come over the face of Miley, She lifts her foot and moves it so that it's hovering just above my head then lifts it higher and higher and higher still until her thigh is stretched straight out in front of her and her knee bent, my life flashes before my eyes as I realise what is about to happen, I try to run but my legs won't work and I start to picture what is about to happen to me, it feels as though I can see into the future when I envisage Miley's foot crashing down on top of me and squashing the life out of my limp, flattened body. I snap back to reality and grope my body all over as I realise I'm still alive, I look up to see that the foot however, is still dangling above me,
"Hmmm," you hear from above "Maybe I shouldn't kill you... yet."
The entire sentence makes me shudder, what thoughts had just crossed this girls mind, this girl how now found herself on a whole new level of control, what does she have planned for me, and what does she mean by, yet?
Her foot returned to it's place in front of me in the floor but now it was her giant hand making it's way towards me, she scooped me up before you had a chance to react, not that I could have, I was still frozen with fear. Miley's hand enveloped around me and I was terrified yet somehow, this felt so, comfortable, her hand was warm and smelled so sweetly, the soft scent of perfume mixed with her own personal aroma. Then I seemed to come to my senses again as fear took a firm grip of me, the hand opened and I was dropped onto a table, Miley leaned forward and rested her chin on the table, her eyes fixated upon me and that evil grin still upon her face. I thought about running, but surely it was futile, she could extend her arm faster than I could be out of it's reach and that could just make things far worse for me.
"You were lucky my mind worked so quickly as I was about to kill you, if it hadn't I would be smearing you off the bottom of my boot right now. I had a few thoughts about how this, situation opens so many opportunities."
"Wha... what kind of opportunities?" I said, almost regretting the fact that I did.
"Well, I don't think I can tell you quite yet, but I can show you a little of what I mean and maybe you'll catch on." She spoke in such a tone that it struck fear right into my heart.
"What do you me-" My words were cut short as Miley flicked me to the ground with ease, I just lay there in the sheer pain the finger of this giant teenager had inflicted upon me. Now she stood up and looked down at me, yet again that evil grin was on spread wide across her face,
"So, what do you think of my ass little guy?" She said as she turned round
I was stunned, "I... uh... it... it's, nice?" There was a pause
"NICE!? ONLY... NICE!? NOT, MAGNIFICENT? STUNNING? GORGEOUS?" All of a sudden her eyes flickered as if she had just thought of something "or even... worthy of worship?"
"Yes, it's all of those things." I said as quickly as possible.
"SAY IT THEN!" She snapped.
"Your ass is, magnificent, it's stunning, it's gorgeous and it's worthy of worship."
"Well, I'm glad you think so, I think it's time you got more acquainted with it." And with that Miley began to sit down on the table, I was still flat on my back from when she had flicked me over and now her magnificent ass was descending upon me, it grew larger the closer it got, she was moving slowly but I was frozen still again and I was unable to move. I was now completely shadowed by Miley's ass, she was wearing some tight leather shorts that made her ass look even better as it grew closer and closer and now it was all I could see, I closed my eyes as Miley's ass made contact with the table and at the same time, me.
I opened my eyes and felt a slight pressure but nothing that I couldn't handle, but I was in pitch darkness, I was under Miley Cyrus' Ass, and no light made it's way to me, I assumed I must have been in the massive canyon that was the crack of Miley's ass she sat there for what seemed like an eternity, and it was, if I'm honest, quite enjoyable, aside the occasional ass wiggle that seemed to inflict more pressure and pain as her cheeks rolled on top of me I could hear the occasional outburst of maniacal laughter from above, but only when I wasn't being completely crushed, she seemed to be enjoying this, having total control and power over another human being. She started to shift her weight and I assume she must be standing up.
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