"I think it would be hot to see you crush him," you stammer.
"W-what?" Lauren asks. Down below the tiny man starts to back away from her.
"Well I'd love to be tiny at your feet instead. But him getting stepped on would be awesome to see," it's stupid, this is stupid. Why would you say this! This can't end in any good way.
But instead of judging you, Lauren presses her body against yours. You look up from your embarrassed gaze toward the floor. She's grinning broadly.
"Barefoot or with my sandals on?" she asks.
Passion overwhelms you. Did your girlfriend just dive right into your fantasy?
She whispers in your ear, "I'll be honest. This is my fantasy too. I even hate this guy. He's always keeping us up all night. Loud music, screaming at his wife, he's a complete pain. I know, he looks like a perfect gentleman, but he's a jerk. I want to crush him for you honey."
You kiss her deeply and press her up against the mailboxes, pinning her hands to the wall. The tiny man on the floor is almost crushed under the shuffling of both of your feet. Was this really going on, he wondered.
"So? What should I do?" Lauren finally asks with a wicked grin.
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