Maverick's massive gut grumbled as he stood there in his massive sweaty might wandering what to do next. To the shrunken throng of tiny girls below him it was a rolling and deafening sound of thunder. The tiny sugar ant sized women were truly swarming all over his apartment. Maverick suddenly had an idea and trudged to his kitchen, his foot steps sending stinky shockwaves of displaced air as he walked, invisible to the human eye, but to the tiny ant sized women below him it was like a hurricane of foot smell. Not to mention the hundreds of tiny girls squished into a flat paste on his dirty wooden floor as he huffed over to the kitchen. Maverick could hear the teeny tiny screams of terror from the tiny bug sized girls of all ages that had been transported all over his house.
Maverick entered in and headed toward his counter where his sandwich from earlier was sitting. To the ant sized girls all over the counter he seemed like some kind of fat, sweaty god moving in slow motion toward them. A group of teenage cheerleaders was hard at work practicing when suddenly they were transported onto an old stinky sandwich and were smaller than ants.Now they were screaming their heads off as the ground shook from the 500 pound giant that was coming toward them. Maverick took out his magnifying glass again and leaned down to get a better look, and sure enough he saw all shapes and ages of girls on his counter and on his sandwich. "MMM MY FAVORITE TOPPING" said maverick as he picked up his sandwich. The girls tiny ears began to bleed as his mighty voice blew out the eardrums of many of the poor teen girls.some girls fainted, or fell to their deaths off the edge of the sandwich.
But most of them watched as they were slowly lifted past massive fat rolls that smelled like a mountain of B.O. until they were in front of mavericks fat face. Maverick said something else under his breath, something about sluts, but the tiny girls couldn't hear anything anymore, and could only smell his horrible hurricane breath as it blew some more girls off the edge of the sandwich and he began to take a bite. Hundreds of tiny girls were crushed by his massive teeth, while the rest were pushed into his stinking mouth by his tongue. The only survivors were the girls that fell onto the lips or fat stubble o. His face. Adhered in grease and sweat.
Maverick imagined all the tiny sluts stuck to his body and all over his apartment. His chubby dick got hard thinking of the hot sexy little girls being digested into his fat body or stuck to his greasy face. He licked his lips and squished a group of young girls running on the counter with his fat thumb as he wondered what he would do next...
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