Jason’s head was pounding beyond belief as he tried to piece together what’s happened to him. One minute he’s walking home from his afternoon class, heading to meet up with the girl he’d been admiring for quite some time via the human bus she took every morning and afternoon with the sweetest red head he’d ever met and the next, was black. He groaned as he sat up and looked around his environment only to see his own reflection in a giant mirror. His heart sank deep into his chest as he started to panic, realizing what just transpired and where he was.

“Jocelyn! Get over here, our little micro is awake!” A loud voice came out from seemingly nowhere as Jason slowly turned and saw the massive and imposing beast of a pair of eyes staring him down with a gargantuan smile of her lips, sending Jason back several feet in fear. His greatest fear had been realized there was nothing he could possibly do to escape. Jason was never scared of humans per say but he did always have a fear of being in this situation. As he tried his best not to absolutely lose his mind as he tried to come to terms with his new fate. 

Jason looked at the one who’d taken him, a woman who couldn’t have been much older than he was. She had long flowing hair that went down beyond her shoulders and was wearing what seemed like a blue cheerleading uniform. Jason’s heart pounded as he looked over to his right and saw her massive legs resting on the table where his prison was. Toned firmly, muscular in a great way that obviously had all the human guys staring. Had he not been trapped against his will, Jason wouldn’t mind paying top dollar to watch this woman dance all night for him. As if to tease him further, while the scared micro was caught up in looking at her magnificent legs, his prison was soon bombarded by a massive pounding from seemingly all sides as he frantically looked around as to what could possibly be the cause of this earth shattering vibrations and saw the culprit. The girls' massive, red sneakers were pounding the glass prison around like it was some sort of toy. Jason screamed out in fear once more as it seemed this was never going to end.

“Finally, I've been waiting for that little twerp to wake since we got home.” Jason’s torment soon ceased as the massive shoes soon disappeared as the colossal woman stood up fully off the couch, showing once more that he was under their complete control. “I’m so excited to get my hands on one of those things. Surprised you actually invited me for this one.” Soon, another girl came into Jason’s view as the girl he’d first seen after waking up to welcome this new girl in. Jason was mesmerized as the two girls suddenly turned their attention to him and his glass prison. Without an out, he was hopelessly out of options of escape as the pair started walking towards him, their footsteps shaking the very ground he was standing on. Jason yelled out in panic as the pair descended down onto him until both of them stopped, giving the poor micro nothing but a full blown heart attack as he watched the shorter one of the two grab hold of the jar, cupping it in her hand as she ‘gently’ tossed it around between her hands as she played around with the jar with the small man shaking around inside like he was a toy in cereal box.

“Alright Jocelyn, what are you going to do first with him? Since he’s your first, you might want to do what I did with my first.” Candis looked at her younger sister as she brought her hand over to her exposed neck as she put her finger on her throat as she traced her hand all the down her chest, beyond her breasts and down to her smooth stomach as Candis placed her palm onto her warm belly. She smiled as she looked at her sister who had a confused look on her face. “I remember her, she screamed the whole way down. I skipped breakfast, lunch and dinner that day because I really wanted to enjoy her struggles.” Candis soon turned her attention over to the small man in the jar as she removed her hand from her sister’s stomach. “I just want you to know, it’ll all be over very soon. Or it won’t. I have no idea what my sister has in store for you.” Candis used her long and extended nails to further poke and over all annoy the small man she’d taken from the streets with no effort on her part. All in the efforts of getting her sister to finally ‘become like her’. A micro addict who gets off not by the usual sexual thrills of a normal, boring human would enjoy. Candis thoroughly enjoyed ending and toying with micros, didn’t matter to her what they were before she grabbed them, all that mattered to her and now her sister was their own sexual thrill.

“Well, I guess I’ll keep that in mind. But I don’t really like my food to talk when I eat it.” Jocelyn brought the jar up to her face as she looked at the tiny Jason with her massive baby blue eyes. “No, I have other plans for this one. If he’s going to be my first, I want it to last.” Jocelyn opened up her jaws as she watched the poor Jason begin to panic as Jason screamed out even more as he watched with dread as Jocelyn’s massive tongue collided with the glass, giving him an unobstructed view of the massive, slimy tongue pressed up against the glass as Jocelyn giggled with her mouth wide open, also giving the micro the opportunity to look down the throat that seemed to be nothing but bottomless. Empty and waiting for her next meal which could be him if she so wished it. Then, as soon as her tongue was pressed on the glass, it retreated back into it’s dark and moist cave with a *slurp* and then a quick swallow on Jocelyn’s end, sending whatever she had in her mouth down her throat and down deep into her body. This simple action of watching Jocelyn swallow her own salvia was enough to cause a bit of a panic in Jason’s mind. “Aww look Candis, he’s scared of me. Poor little idiot.”

“Nice change of pace from the usual right? Now, go have fun with this idiot before I just toss him in my running shoe tomorrow.” Candid watched as her younger sister stuck her tongue out in a bit of a teasing manner as she headed to her room, glass jar in hand. She smiled as she welcomed her sister into this life she’d known since their own mother taught her back when she was in high school. Their mother told her it was a tradition in the family to toy with the micros at their feet. Eating them whole, chewing them up, sitting on them, stepping on them and even more lewd things not even their mother would tell. And now, it was Jocelyn’s turn to experience her first micro. The first of many because even Candis was scared to hurt her first but she eventually did the deed and hadn’t looked back since. A smile grew on Candis’ face as she watched Jocelyn kick off her shoes and kicked them to the hallway as she turned to look at her with a smile and then a nod as Jocelyn essentially kicked open her bedroom door and then disappeared into it. She wondered if Jocelyn would go ahead with her plan or just out right ‘have fun with him’ just like her mom taught her. Either way, it’ll be fun for the sisters, a great bonding moment for them, even if it would cost the life of an innocent micro who just wanted to meet up with a girl he’d been wanting to get with.

Jocelyn’s smile as she looked down on Jason’s jar never left her face as she soon set it on her desk as she unscrewed the top and set it aside, finally letting the poor man breathe some fresh air as well get to talk to her. For what that meant to the girl who abducted him, it didn’t mean anything. “You should feel lucky to be with me. I’m the one who convinced Candis to let you live in the jar rather than be under her nasty feet after a double yesterday. I’ve seen your people straight pass out the second they smell that toxic air that comes out of those shoes. Consider yourself lucky you’re with me.”

“What do you bitches want from me? Please, just let me go and I won’t tell anyone this happened.” Jason yelled as he watched Jocelyn soon begin to strip down to just her underwear, her laced up bra covering her breasts as she looked down at the small man who was nothing but terrified of her as she stepped closer to his jar. “Please, just let me go.”

Jocelyn smiled as she picked up the jar and tilted it as she watched the small Jason fall right down onto her palm. “Listen little one, I own you now. There’s no ‘ifs ands or buts’ here. I could stomp you right out of existence right now with no effort, consequences or punishments coming my way. Here, have a smell of the foot that could end you.” Jocelyn soon peeled off one of her white, ankle socks and brought it up to Jason’s face as he began to slowly gag from the stench that began to surround every inch of his body. His lungs began to burn furiously as Jocelyn had no intention of releasing or letting him breath even for a second as she inched her dirty sock closer to the small man's body. Soon, Jocelyn pressed the still wet sock right onto Jason’s body, tossing it over his small body like a child playing ghosts with their sheets. “I can only imagine the smell you’re experiencing. To me, it’s only mildly smelly but to your small ass? I bet you’ve never inhaled anything quite as ‘sweet’ and ‘delectable’ in your whole life.” Jocelyn watched in absolute delight as Jason began to struggle to push the disgusting sock off of him. To him, the sock alone seemed to weigh an infinite amount as no matter how much he struggled and pushed, it was as though the sock was immovable to the tiny man.

After several minutes of watching this, Jocelyn removed the sock from Jason as she tossed it down to the ground and looked at her first victim. She observed as he coughed from the stench as well as the sweat that had built up in the sock. “How did you enjoy it? Some human boys would kill to even get a sniff of this body, you’re fortunate I just don’t pop you down like the snack you are.” Jocelyn lifted Jason up to her jaws as a smile formed on her lips as she saw him begin to panic as she once more opened her mouth and this time, there was no protective glass separating him from his certain doom. Jason screamed as loud as he could as he felt Jocelyn’s hot and steamy breath envelope him as she brought him closer to her jaws as she began to giggle from his fear. Then, Jocelyn’s tongue reached Jason’s legs and both of them reacted accordingly with the micro pulling back his legs to go into a ball of sort, while Jocelyn retracted her tongue back into her mouth, after tasting the sour and bitter taste of the micro. Jocelyn dropped Jason down to the ground as she stepped back on to her desk chair, letting the poor man fly downwards. 

“Ah! You taste disgusting!” Jocelyn called out as she looked down at the slightly injured micro somewhat hiding in the carpeted floor. “What did you roll around in trash before my sister picked you up? Lord christ!” Jocelyn cried out as she grabbed a bottle of water from her desk and started downing it to rid her tastebuds of any sign of Jason’s terrible taste.

Jason on the other hand was thankful he’d survived the fall as he only seemed to have minor bruising on his back. The carpet dampened his fall by quite a bit as he looked up at the giant woman who stared down at him. But this time it wasn’t eyes of hunger, murder or apathy. No, this time it was compassion and truth as Jocelyn kneeled down on the floor as she picked the tiny man up by the shoulders as she began to walk to the door, speaking to him as she did so.

“Little man, I don’t know if I can go through with this. I’m not like my sister. Eating and stepping on you people. I just don’t have the heart for it.” Jocelyn watched as the man tried to calm down, she even began to massage his back as a means of getting him to trust her more. “I don’t want to hurt you. What’s your name little one?”

“Umm, it’s Jason. Jason.”

“Alright Jason, I’m gonna let you go free. All you have to do is avoid Candis. She sees you? It’s over. I can’t even save you.” 

Jocelyn soon kneeled down as she shooed him underneath the door as Jason began to bolt out of the room. He’d somehow made it out alive. All due to his unsavory taste from the girl who wanted to kill him. Yes, he was skeptical but at this point, he was focused on escaping. Jason ran as fast as he could through the carpet, seeing his freedom. The front door was wide open, letting him see his salvation. He knew he didn’t have much time as he bolted as fast as he possibly could. If he was found by the older sister, he’d be more than screwed. He’d go from a simple micro trying to make his way in this massive world to nothing but a stain under her shoes or a small bite of calories for her. The thought alone terrified him to the very core but soon he’d be free of this nightmare. Tears of joy began to fall down his cheeks as he soon saw the outside world and the sights and sounds of freedom. As soon as he was out of this nightmare, he’d go straight to the police and tell them what had happened to him and possibly several other micros. He’d have both of them arrested and serve life sentences.

That was until something stopped in front of him. A giant, red shoe, the owner quickly closed the door to freedom as Jason’s dreams were soon crushed in less than a millisecond. The same red shoe that the older sister was wearing when he first woke up. He crashed right into the shoe as he looked up at her with all her majesty. As Jason collapsed on the ground, staring up at her legs, his heart burst from the shock. He was free. But now, he was more than screwed as he saw Candis look down on him with an eerie smile on her face. One of deceit, betrayal and lust. Lust for his flesh. Jason began to crawl backwards as he began to see even more of the god that was blocking his way. Perfectly toned legs, cinnamon skin only covered by a blue cheerleading outfit with a pouch on her left side. Had Jason been her height, he wouldn’t hesitate to ask her out but he was the size of an insect to her and from what he learned from simple observations and what Jocelyn told him, Candis was the real killer of the pair. Someone he should actively avoid at all costs. But now he was caught right where the evil one wanted him.

“Jocelyn? I found your idiot. Already. If you’re going to ‘let them go’, you should at least give them some sort of camouflage.” Candis soon raised her shoe right over the top of Jason’s head, causing quite the scare as the poor man prepared for his imminent death. “You got to the count of three before I just kill the bastard and I promise, I won’t get you another one. You’ll be on your own in getting your first. He’ll end up being my….thousandth? That sounds right. Let’s go with that.”

“Geez Candis, can’t you just wait for me to get up?” Jocelyn called out from her room as she had changed into a pair of gray sweatpants while still keeping her chest open to the world with just her bra which was white lace which covered her breasts in all the right ways while also letting the mind wonder about what lies beneath those beautiful undergarments. “You had all those micros with Favi and Maya the other week at that party. I swear all three of you downed an entire town of these things but I can’t have one to mess around with? Hypocrite.” Jocelyn knelt down and snatched the still cowering Jason out from under Candis’ shoe as she slammed it down onto the ground just in time for Jason to get out of the death trap. 

“That’s not the point little girl. You said you’d let him ‘escape’ but it wouldn’t go beyond the couch. If I wasn’t here, what then? This little guy knows our faces, what we do and you know what happens if this little punk escapes?” Candis was always a bit taller than her sister but in times like this, she really used her height to her advantage. Nailing it in to Jocelyn that she might’ve had her fun with the tiny idiot but now it was two choices. “We either keep him forever or you kill him. Now make up your mind girly. Keep or eat?” Candis was just about to reach for Jason as Jocelyn cupped her hand around him, forming a fist as she looked at her sister dead in the eye.

“I’ll keep him and he won’t get out once. And if he does, I’ll crush him personally.” Jocelyn released her grip around Jason as he soon got a small reprise in the torutre he was put through. The thought of escape was shut down within a minute and he wasn’t even supposed to leave here. Not now, or ever. It was then that he realized he was nothing but a pure toy for these two sisters. His mind was racing with ideas of escape but he knew all those ideas wouldn’t lead to anything except with him being digested or nothing but a bloodstain underneath them. It was hopeless and he would just have to accept being nothing compared to them.

“Fine. Just keep that thing on a leash, I don’t want him giving mine any ideas of escape.” Candis then kicked off her shoes and pushed them over by the couch as she then looked at the small and scared Jason in Jocelyn’s palm. She could tell from the start her sister didn’t have the guts to swallow or crush this one. But she knew she would be more than ready to keep him around, for whatever she wanted. A smile grew on her face as she too thought of ways to torment the micro even more than just outright killing him. “So what are you planning to do with him?”

“I have an idea, can’t guarantee he’ll enjoy it but who really cares what the little one has to say, right?” Jocelyn quickly grabbed Jason by the leg as she smiled over to her sister. “You remember that string you got Favi for her birthday? Please don’t tell me you were too drunk to remember.” Candis just rolled her eyes as she walked to the kitchen as she went through a few drawers until she found what she was looking for. The fishing line. Candis and a few friends had used some of it to further tease the micros they’d taken or in some cases bought by slowly lowering them down to their jaws before they snapped them shut as fast as an alligator would, cutting the line with their teeth. They may have used the string for eating the scared micros but Jocelyn had another idea. While keeping Jason suspended in the air, Jocelyn reached down and grabbed hold of one of her favorite shoes. A pair of light purple crocs that she’d gotten for her birthday two years ago which was also her high school graduation date. Coincidental but her family knew that day was a big deal for her so they bought her the shoes she’d been dying to get a hold of. Some of the air holes used to let air flow in and around her feet while walking around had already been filled with some rubber ornaments but she had saved a very special spot for the tiny man. For she had a very sinister idea, more than likely even more than her sisters ideas of death for her victims.

“I want to tie him to these. He’ll make the best little ornament for my house shoes.” Jocelyn slapped him down right where she wanted him and Jason was in too much shock to even think of crawling away. Though he was still conscious and aware, he could feel the energy he once had disappear. Likely due to his marathon-like sprint to the door. He was completely drained and helpless from the massive fingers that ensnared around him. No amount of screaming or begging would work on these two, especially Candis who by her own admission, had killed so many she’d lost count. Jason was screwed beyond belief and there was nothing he could do to stop them from doing what they wanted with him. Tie him to their shoes was probably the least gruesome thing they could do to him. He just didn’t think of any escape as Candis soon grabbed him which woke him from his slight slumber, causing the remaining energy to shoot all though his system, flailing around his arms and legs as Candis brought him up to her face. She simply started staring him down as she smiled, wrapping the fishing line around his body, catching his arms as they were soon pressed against his sides. He yelped in surprise as he watched the sisters work together to ensure he wasn’t getting out. Jason saw both of their faces and they had toothy grins as Jocelyn held him suspended in the air as Candis continued to loop the string around him. Jason tried breaking through, using all his available strength to break it like he was a superman but as far as micros went, the fishing line might as well have been steel as no matter how much he tried, there was no getting out of this.

“Alright, you strung up micro ornament is done. You need help getting him on your shoe?” Candis teased Jocelyn as she tossed Jason’s mummified body on the shoe, quickly wiring him between two of the empty holes as he tried to struggle out of his prison only to be met with Jocelyn’s sharp fingernail directly to his throat. It nearly started to pierce his throat, causing him to cease his struggles as Jason looked at the massive girls who had complete control over his life.

“If he would play ball and not fucking struggle I wouldn’t. Struggle one more time and I’m using my talons on your throat. Got it? You’re mine and no one here is going to help you. So maybe help yourself and just accept this because I’m not letting you go and she’ll gladly swallow you alive if you try that escaping shit again. Do you understand?” Jocelyn commanded down to Jason as she seemed to go from the literal sweetest girl to his worst nightmare is less time it took to get in this situation in the first place. “Answer me or I swear I’ll slice your head clean off and go get another one of you. Now talk!”

“Yes! Yes I understand! No more struggles!”

“What was that? ‘No more struggles’ what?” Jocelyn called back as she pressed her nail up against his throat, him finally feeling what she meant, with her blade like nail nearly breaking through the skin. “You know what to call us now. It’s in your DNA, you know exactly what to call us.”

“No more struggles...goddess.” Jason sounded defeated as Jocelyn brought her nail back as he took a sigh of relief while still getting strapped down on the croc by the older sister as Jocelyn continued to glare down at him with her menacing eyes that seemed to be filled with hellfire, sending fear down his spine as his new ‘goddess’ became the most frightening and fear inducing woman he’d ever met.

“Woah Jocelyn, I gotta tell Maya and Favi about your new demeanor to these things.” Candis looked down at Jason as he finally accepted his fate at being Jocelyn’s ornament for a simple shoe. She couldn’t help but use her own finger nail that was just as sharp to scratch his face just a bit. Not hard enough to break skin but enough to cause the tied up man some noticeable pain which he wanted to express but was only met with Candis speaking to him directly. “Better keep it in little boy, I don’t want to hear a peep come out of your puny lips.” Jason’s lips were soon met with Candis’ finger as he nodded with literal tears flowing down his eyes as he tried his best to remain quiet as his scratch from her nail became to cease, but even then he wanted to scream out. But he kept his voice to himself in fear of retribution from either sister. 

“Guess maybe you’ve been a bit too caring about these things, giving them quick deaths. I learned a few things about...torment.” Jocelyn finally finished her knot around Jason, securing him properly to the shoe. As long as she had her way, Jocelyn wanted to keep him right where he was. No escape attempts not while she had anything to say about it.

“You think I’m soft with those things?  I guess you’ve never been digested alive before. Or crammed in my shoe while I’m at work? You don’t know what I do to make mine wish they were dead. Tiring yours to a shoe? Don’t make me laugh Jocie, you still have so much to learn.” Candis then left Jason’s sight as he was now left with his new owner. His goddess. He couldn’t believe he was thinking this but now that he was tied up, at the mercy of a girl who he didn’t even know. And worst of all? He actually felt safer with the actual murderer between the two rather than being alone with Jocelyn.

“Looks like you’re all mine. No one to help or save you.” Jocelyn picked up the shoe as she smiled, looking down at her prize. Adrenaline filled her whole body as she brought Jason’s wrapped up body close to her mouth as she just tormented him just by breathing down onto him. Her hot steamy breath enveloped the small man as she took great satisfaction in watching him attempt to wipe the sweat away from his face only to be met with his arms being bound to his sides. As much as she could out right so much worse to him, Jocelyn opted to do something simple that would infuriate him more and more the longer it went on. She could stuff him in worse places rather than just stringing him up like this. Her shoes, panties or her bra during a workout, but Jocelyn knew micros. While her mother and sister were busy killing them for fun, she was studying them. Their minds, how they think and what they truly fear. She could toss him in a bowl of her cereal tomorrow morning and get it over with then but then...what’s the fun? She’d get some satisfaction knowing he’s in her stomach then after a few minutes he’d be gone. No, Jocelyn wanted this torture to last. 

Jocelyn looked down at Jason and her shoe as she smiled a bit before dropping it down to the ground where Jason was left screaming until he hit the ground with a slight flop to Jocelyn but a full on crash to her micro ornament. It was fortunate that he landed right side up, allowing him to look up at the massive woman who had complete control over him and his life. Jason’s heart was absolutely racing out of his chest as he looked up at her. Her long cinnamon colored legs would be desirable to any sensible boy. As long the boy was a human and not a micro who was tied up against his will on a foam shoe. 

“I gotta tell you, my whole life I’ve been teased about being short. Small, petite. But now that I have one of you under me, I feel so much taller. I could do whatever I want with you. Like this!” Jason soon saw another means of torment coming his way and it was something he would unfortunately have to accept. Jocelyn brought her bare foot down towards him as he tried his best to hold his breath in as he learned just how toxic the stench was before. Jocelyn curled and moved her toes around, showing him the wrinkles all around her feet as she brought it closer to him, greatly enjoying the fact she had complete dominion over him. “Smell that? Take it all in, my little Jason. You know, I’ve been thinking, Jason doesn’t really suit you anymore. Since, afterall, you are mine. ‘Foot lover’ or ‘slave’ are too on the nose, don’t you think? I’ve always enjoyed ‘Servant’. How do you like that one?” Jocelyn lowered her foot to be directly over Jason’s head, this time there was no avoiding inhaling the smell as Jocelyn’s foot was mere centimeters from his face and no amount of holding his breath would help. The stench and heat coming off her sole was monumental compared to him, and there was no way out to avoid it. “One lick for yes, two licks for no. Keep in mind, I don’t care what you say so I’m just getting a free licking out of this so lick away buddy boy!” Jason bit his tongue as he opened his mouth and instantly got a taste of the sour and bitter scent that had been surrounding him for so long. He gagged a bit but took the pill his ‘owner’ wanted him to take. One lick, just what she wanted from him. With that, Jocelyn removed her foot from his face as Jason took a breath of fresh air.

“Good job servant. Now time for the fun part.” Jason looked up and saw Jocelyn smiling from ear to ear as he saw her foot disappear and slip underneath him. His torment was just starting as this massive human put on her shoe and waved down at him as she began wiggling her toes right under Jason’s wrapped up body. He heard the still gooey sound her toes made which just disgusted him even more. The sweat that was going to form while she had the shoe on was going to trickle up towards him, flying through the holes he was attached to and there was nothing he could do to stop it. Already he could smell the all too familiar stench begin to make its way to his nostrils, burning the inside as he tried to hold in his screams of agony. He knew he was supposed to be silent around these two but at this point, he couldn’t hold it in any longer.

“Jesus Christ! Oh my god, I can’t breathe around here!” Jason quickly realized his mistake as Jocelyn looked down on him with pure anger and aggression in her eyes. He’d messed up terribly and was about to learn just what she’d do to him. “I’m sorry Joce- I mean Goddess. It won’t happen again.”

“Damn right it won’t happen again. Talk one more time out of turn and I promise you’ll wish you were with my sister instead.” Jocelyn then began to walk around the kitchen as Jason tried his best to keep his lunch down as the motion and stench that surrounded him began to increase the longer Jocelyn just walked around. He felt every step act as a nuclear bomb going off every step. It seemed as though Jocelyn was making it evident that she didn’t want to kill him, just torture him just a bit more than he could take. These earth shattering steps Jocelyn had him endure would be enough to break all the bones in his body if he was caught under them. His body would turn into nothing but dust under those steps which made him want to stay on the shoe for as long as possible.

 

He’d never once thought this would ever happen to him. Abducted. Toy with. Abused, both physically and psychologically. At the mercy of two sisters that could end him at any second if they wanted to. He was beyond help at this point. Not that anyone in this place could or even would help him.

The longer Jason was tied up to Jocelyn’s crocs, the more he craved death. He’d gotten loose once or twice as the massive girl strolled around the house only to be met with her fingers tying him right back where he was supposed to be. The constant motion would be torutre enough but mixed with the ever increasing stench that was being made with Jocelyn running around in these foam shoes barefoot, it made Jason’s life even more of a living hell. He’d already vomited in his mouth three or four times by this time just from the stench alone, keeping it in as to avoid any and all repercussions from his owner. Just thinking of this giant human as anything more than a bitch who deserved to rot in a hole in the ground was humiliating enough as it was but having to call her a ‘goddess’ and his ‘owner’ was lower than anything he’d ever had to do before.

In what felt like hours of Jocelyn walking around the rooms, making sure to torment Jason heavily along the way by not only walking and slamming her foot down on the ground but also holding her foot upside down, letting all the sweat from her croc session drip down on to the floor and by proxy, Jason. There was no escape from this torture, both sisters made sure of that. Finally, the madness ended with Jocelyn heading off to bedroom where she uncerismonly kicked off and discarded her crocs as Jason watched her massive legs leave the shoes and head towards her desk where she immediately opened up her laptop. All Jason could see was the bright screen as the near naked woman acted as if nothing was amiss. It was as if she hadn’t just tormented the poor Jason for hours upon hours before discarding him by the door, where he’ll be used tomorrow as nothing more than a hood ornament for a cheap pair of foam shoes. But, neither the less, Jason took this brief spout of relaxation and calmness when he could get it. Even if the air still stunk of sweat and bitter vinegar, he long accepted that as nothing he could change. At least for now.

Meanwhile, behind the door, the sinister sister had bigger plans for Jason. Candis slowly and carefully opened the door as she watched her sister take her online classes, bored as hell as she listened to the lecture, half naked with only her bra and panties on. She was just lucky she didn’t have her camera on. Then, Candis turned to the prize she wanted for so long. The little idiot micro she caught and gave to her sister. She knew Jocelyn had been running around, telling him everything she could do to him if he misbehaved but Candis had another idea. Since her sister didn’t want to kill this one, she took it upon herself to really show him how lucky he really was when he got tossed to Jocelyn. Candis’s claw like hands grabbed hold of the shoe, silencing Jason with the whole of her hand as she dragged it away without any sort of sound. This was perfect for her as she had the perfect idea for him and her livestream.

Candis was more than just a micro killer, she used her love of ending the poor little things to please her new found online audience that very much enjoyed her ending the ones she caught. In the little time she’d started the livestreams, she’d already made over twenty thousand dollars which was more than she ever made serving people at the local bar. For a few short hours a week, Candis would auction the micros she abducted to be killed or enslaved to the highest doner. Last week, she had a thousand dollar donation that said they wanted a micro woman swallowed alive by her, a favorite of hers. Having her sisters micro along as an audience member would surely show how hopeless his situation was, if he still had any fight left in him. Candis had no intentions of killing him, merely showing him what would happen if Jocelyn decided to one day toss him her way which she was hoping. Knowing her chat, they’d all want him to be punished in the most gruesome way possible.

Candis brought the still stinking croc up to her face as she easily cut the wire holding the micro in place and let him fall down onto her palm. Candis stopped at her door as she noticed he was still asleep, despite having dragged him from his resting place and letting him fall down onto her open hand. She just rolled her eyes as she simply flicked his side, instantly waking him up from whatever dream he was having. The tiny man let out a scream of pain as he held his side, feeling it was bruised just from a simple flick.

“What the fuck?”

“Ah ah ah, my little servant. You remember the rule don’t you? No speaking unless spoken to. My sister may own you but that doesn’t mean we don’t share the same rules. Now shut up and listen.” Candis’ face was terrifying to wake up to for Jason. One minute he was passed out on Jocelyn’s crocs and the next, he was staring deep into her horrifying eyes. Judgment filled her vision as she paused, looking deep into Jason’s soul. “You’re going to need to do me a favor. Strip. Everything you have on you? Take it all off. My viewers hate when you ‘things’ wear clothes, and I do too.” Candis looked down at Jason as he nodded his head and slowly started removing his clothes, much to her pleasure. “That’s right. Take it all off. And don’t worry about being naked for me or for the camera, you won’t be the center of attention.” Jason shed tears of despair as the only connection he had left of his former life disappeared as Candis smiled as she saw him fully naked. She didn’t seem bothered by this at all, then again how many others did she do this to? Dozens? Hundreds? Thousands? Jason didn’t want to find out but he knew where she was going with this. “See? Isn’t that better?”

Jason just nodded his head, fearing any peep out of him would result in severe punishment from the massive woman.

“Very good. Now just shut up and enjoy the show, alright?” Candis then opened her door, letting Jason see his worst possible nightmare. On the leftmost wall, was a whole terrarium full of micros just like him. He could see Candis had tossed in some of her socks, panties and even a bra in there. Whether is was used to torture them even more than they already were or as a means of getting them used to her scents. He couldn’t figure out which was worse. And he didn’t want to find out. There had to be at the very least, a couple hundred micros, of all ages, skin color and nationalities. Jason covered his mouth as Candis nonchalantly walked right by the terrarium as he saw some of them bang on the glass as he saw literal tears flow down their cheeks, banging on the glass for mercy and for a possible escape. He couldn’t even help himself, let alone them. These sisters had this down to a science. 

Finally, Candis set her poor victim down on her desk right near her keyboard as she turned on a camera, as she began to adjust her bra as she smiled down to Jason with a haunting look. She didn’t even need to tell him stand still as he was already frozen from fear. “Now, when the stream starts, you’re going to just sit there and look delicious. Not too delicious though or you might be part of the nine o’clock meal. Got it?” Jason just nodded out of fear as Candis pressed a big red button, lighting up the two screens she had. One having a recording of her as she adjusted her luscious and curly hair and the screen closest to him was a massive chat going at what seemed like it was going a million miles an hour. He did however manage to get a few phrases in before they vanished into the ether. ‘Goddess Candis’, ‘Eat them whole’ and ‘Step on them’. Haunting that even strangers were excited to see this happen.

“Hey everyone, glad you could join the stream! This week, I have a very special guest with me. And before you all ask, no it’s not my sister. She’s still a little shy when it comes to these things, but today I got here something special.” Candis quickly snatched up Jason and before he could even realize what happened, he was now directly in front of the camera. “That’s right, it’s Jocie’s first micro! And you all know our traditions when it comes to these things. The first one is always special, and unfortunately, I can’t be the one to end him. It has to be Jocie. But he’s here to learn what I do to micros that disobey me. Or ones that look delicious. You know the drill by now.” Candis set Jason right in front of her keyboard as she turned her attention back to the chat that was slowly starting to settle down. “Oh no Doodle, he’s off limits. But, that doesn’t mean we can’t have fun with our other pets. Now, here’s the deal tonight. First one is free and is a public vote on how they meet their end. After that, the stream is going to go private and everything is going to be the highest bidder. Let me just get our first volunteer and the show can get properly started.” Candis had only been streaming like this for only a few short months but she’d already grown to near the top. Her streams would attract many ‘microphiles’, some just enjoyed the teasing aspect she’d give them before they would be ended weather under her mighty body or into it. Others were her ‘money bags’, her personal favorite viewers. They’d pay top dollar to ‘buy’ the micro and have Candis do various things to them. Give them an orgasm, have them massage her feet or something else, the audience she attracted varied in its brutality. Some actually wanted her to love the micros unconditionally and paid more than top dollar to keep them alive each week. 

Candis reached off screen and randomly plucked a lonely and scared micro woman out from the terrarium near Candis’ desk as she enjoyed her screams of terror and agony. The micro knew what this meant, although she’d only been here a few days, she’d seen too many of her new friends go down into unspeakable places. She was next and there was no amount of begging that would change this monster's mind.

“Alright, the straw poll is all set. You all have three options available. I can eat her whole, let her wallow deep in my tummy. And let me tell you all, I might’ve skipped dinner so this little one will be stewing there for a while.” Candis brought the scared woman up to her mouth, teasing her as she looked down at Jason who was still standing still. He was frozen like a statue as he watched Candis tease the poor, screaming girl. Just the way she wanted him to be. Scared and helpless. “Or option two, I could step on her. I got a new camera angle for you all and I know you’re gonna love it!” With her free hand, she flipped a switch and the stream went from her smiling face to down to her feet. She wiggled them excitedly as she watched the chat explode from just showing off her feet. “I knew you would all enjoy it. And then there’s the third choice, which is probably not going to happen. But it’ll be the dealer's choice. I could do whatever I want to her. So make your choice, I’ll give you a few minutes to lock in your answers.” Candis looked down at Jason who had looked like a nervous wreck as he tried his best to comprehend what was happening. He thought most people would be disgusted by what these sisters were doing to his people. Yet, here he was. Looking at a screen of dozens if not hundreds of people all voting for what they wanted Candis to do to this girl. Paying and tipping her to do specific things to them. 

“Please, let them go. They’re people just like yo-” Before Jason could even finish his sentence to plea for all the micros lives, he was picked up by the legs by Candis as she looked at him with an evil smile.

“You’re lucky I don’t just kill you right here and now. I actually have some amount of respect for my sister. And what’s the rule I told you before? The rule both of us laid out for you? Don’t speak unless spoken to. Got it? God, you look so delicious. I’d eat you if I could, now shut up or else.” Candis had spent years ‘training’ and killing micros for fun, it’d run in the family for so long, she knew all the excuses they’d use to try and get out of her grip. At some point, they all had their breaking point. Most the ones she’d brought here had long passed that point, yet she still wanted ones that struggled just a little bit. Like the girl she still had hanging upside down. Her time on this earth was coming to a close as Candis looked over at the straw poll and saw the results, smiling at the screen. “Good choices everyone! I’m glad to see we’re getting more interaction. Well, it looks like the pretty lady is going to...end up….as my midnight snack with sixty six percent of the vote! Oh and she’s still kicking! I can already tell she's gonna be so good!” Candis looked at the small girl who looked like she couldn’t be much older than her. Back when she was first doing this, she might’ve felt like she was an evil person for doing this but now, after collecting hundreds, almost thousands of micros, she’d long passed that road. Now, she craved these people. Even walking to her job where she walked right passed apartment blocks filled with her favorite snacks was a challenge. The urge to grab hold of every micro she saw and end them in various ways filled her mind non stop, only held back by her ‘ladylike’ attitude in public. 

“Please, I have a family. Don’t do this!” The micro woman spoke softly as she begged and pleaded with the massive girl, the same one who’d downed and stepped on numerous of her fellow captives. There was no escaping any of this and deep down, she knew this. No matter how much she begged, cried and pleaded, Candis was going to swallow her. Tears ran down her face as Candis licked her lips in anticipation, showing off her tremendous and monstrous tongue, leaving a trail of salvia behind on her pink lips. It made them shine heavily in the ring light that brightened up the whole room. Her heartbeat was in her ears as Candis smiled up at her, winking as she did with all the ones she ate. The Wink of Death was what the ones who hadn’t been eaten just yet called it. The sign that everything in their lives, everything they’d done all led them to this. Being nothing more than a snack for Candis and an orgasmic moment for her chat of sadists, jerking off to the sight of them being killed.

“It’s time to go little one. Try not to struggle too much. I have a feeling it’s going to be a snack heavy night. I can already see more donos for more munching.” Before Candis sent this poor girl to her banishment in her stomach, she read the chat a bit and saw multiple requests for what to do to the next victim. Some regulars practically were begging her to crush the small girl between her teeth before swallowing her. Much to her disgust, she did chew a few of them before for the stream, although it did cost quite a bit as Candis enjoyed swallowing her victims whole. She also saw her top donor, Zeep104, wanting something different. “Relax Zeep, we’ll step on a few later. If your wallet matches your mouth.” And with a final wink, Candis uncerismonly dropped the still screaming girl into her mouth, silencing her ear piercing screams as she tilted her head back, but not to swallow her immediately. She forgot she not only had to entertain her chat and donors, but the small rebel her sister owned. She looked down at the quivering man as she smiled, still fighting the woman with her tongue which brought her so much pleasure. She watched Jason panic as she brought her mouth close to him. He could feel her hot breath coming out of her nose as she smiled down at him. Her full undivided attention was now solely on him. 

“I do hope you’re enjoying the show so far, little rebel. Not many get to be where you are now, at least not without joining the show.” Candis then settled her mouth down as she opened her massive lips, letting Jason see deep into the cavern. In the center of the tongue was the girl she intended to swallow! She got up as soon as she saw the light of the room around Jason. She ran on Candis’ tongue, ignoring the bruises and fractures she’d sustained while in her mouth. Jason held out his hand just beyond her lips, waiting to take the girl out of certain danger. For the first time since he got here, Jason smiled as he locked eyes with the woman who was also reaching out to grab hold of his. That was, until Candis once more closed her lips, sealing her morsel inside once more. She brought her head up and snatched Jason up from her desk as he yelled out in surprise, going from the desk to being pressed up against her warm throat. He pounded on her skin only to be met with moans and groans from high above. Suddenly, Candis opened her mouth to let out a sigh of relief as she finally swallowed her victim. Her screams of agony and despair weren’t heard by anyone except for the man who was at ground zero. Her whole way down her throat, Jason heard her screams mixed in with the gurgling coming from deep within. Chills were sent down Jason’s spine as he was frozen in absolute fear. She’d really done it. And took great pleasure out of ending a micro in one of the worst possible ways.

“Oh my god! She was the sweetest one yet! God dammit this is going to be a good stream!” Candis yelled as she brought Jason down from her neck to her stomach where she pressed him deep into it, letting him hear everything going on deep inside her. He cried as he heard the young woman screaming in agony as Candis’ stomach had already got to work on digesting her. He pounded on the stomach in a fruitless effort to get Candis to release her, only to be met with more giggles and moans from the human monster. “Look everyone! The little rebel is upset I ate his girlfriend.” Candis just giggled as her belly shook from the motion, causing the area around Jason to rumble even more than they already were. “Oh look everyone, look at the poor idiot. Thinking he can save her. Nope, too late for that you little idiot. You can’t even save yourself, let alone my snacks. It’s best you just accept your fate.” Candis plucked Jason up from her stomach as she set him back on the desk, grabbing another screaming micro from the terrarium nearby as Candis once more went to the screen, typing with one hand as she held the screaming man up to her. “Let’s see, go to subs only, and now let’s see what everyone wants out of this one. Oh, he’s a fighter too.”

Zeep104*: Step on him oh goddess of mine!

Gromp_this*: No, eat him! Your belly needs more snacks!

Toxicity*: Sit on her, I saw a video with a girl sitting on one of them, perfect, 10/10

Halopal4ever*: Step on him! I really want to see him pop like the grape he is!

Candis smiled as she read the chat who were full of her subscribers as well as her top donors. She couldn’t help but wiggle her toes around as she looked down at the scared man caught in the horrible game of life and death. “Alright, I think it’s clear what’s going to happen to this one.” Candis went from addressing the chat to down to the scared naked man who had nothing to signify he was at one point a person of high regard. “I hope you like to look up to me, where you’re going to end, you’ll get a great look up at me.” Candis looked at the man dead in the eyes as blew him an air kiss with her free hand right before she released him down flying to the ground. She watched intently as the small man made his way down to the ground, right in front of her freshly painted toes. Candis flipped a switch as her stream once more changed angles to her feet cam. She wiggled her toes excitedly, giggling as she watched the chat blow up with emotes of her feet. This was Candis’ second favorite way of disposing of the ones she caught. Stepping on them. Feeling their innards spread out around her feet, the explosion of donations she’d get after every crush was amazing. With this one however, she wasn’t just going for the satisfaction of ending a micro under her foot nor just for the donations. Candis looked over at the still traumatized Jason who was leaning up against the computer tower in a fetal position. The devilish girl smiled down upon him as she took a quick glance down to the micro man, struggling to get away from her. Holding his leg in pain, it was clear that he wasn’t escaping anytime soon.

“Come here, little gnat. Mommy Candis has something to show you.” Plucking Jason up from the desk, Candis carefully put Jason directly behind the camera, while still in clear view for the massive woman to watch his every move as she wiggled her toes which were freshly painted red, ‘bloodshot red’ was what her chat called them when she debuted her toes to the chat last week. Although stepping on the micros was a favorite of hers, last week the chat didn’t want to watch her step on them while they paid her exuberant amounts of money, they weren’t in the mood. They wanted to watch Candis swallow them whole repeatedly. One unlucky micro woman had the opportunity to be tied to a string and swallowed over and over with Candis swallowing her while keeping her string in hand before bringing her back up only to repeat the process. This went on for a record of nine times the poor woman was swallowed before the majority of the chat agreed to finally let the woman join her friends in their goddess’ stomach so the blood red toes were aching to have someone be crushed under them. “Tonight, you saw a friend of yours get swallowed but I want to show you that is by far from the only fate one of you could have. There’s so many ways I could end you if I really wanted to. If Jocie wanted to.” Saying that name made the chat explode as Candis spoke to the paralyzed Jason at her feet. Her chat begged Candis to bring on her sister one night, even having some of her fans say they’ll donate their entire life savings just to see Jocelyn on the show even if it was just for one micro disposal.

Zeep104*: Jocelyn might be here? Yes!

Gromp_this*: Yes, I’ll donate a thousand to see her eat one of those things!

MicroEnder**: Gromp, you don’t even have that kind of money. 10 thousand to bring Jocelyn on and eat that thing.

IamGoku679*: Seeing her step on them would be nothing short of amazing! Please Goddess Candis!

Candis looked up at the chat and smiled, plucking up both Jason and the injured man up from the floor to deposit them on her desk. Switching to her face cam while still looking down at the two men she had trapped, Candis smiled as she thought of something….evil. “You all want to see Jocelyn right? I think we can arrange something for you all. Something that all of us can enjoy.” With that, Candis quickly left the room with the camera solely focused on the two micro men who were trapped. One from a broken leg and the other, while fully able to escape, was completely paralyzed with fear.

“Hey buddy, you gotta get me outta here. You can walk around, carry me out of here before that bitch comes back.” The man said between gasps as he tried to hold his screams in. “Hey, you hear me? This girl will kill both of us if you don’t listen to me. I mean it. Listen, if it’s money you want, I’ll give you whatever I have left in my bank if you just get me the hell out of here.” Jason wanted to help but knew he couldn’t. He had threats from Candis and Jocelyn if he ever thought about escape, he’d be either punished severely or face death. He was forced into a corner wanting to help every last one of Candis’ captives but also wanting to remain on the ‘good’ side of the two sisters. He looked over at the man who he already knew was going to die, with or without his help. There was no escape from this place. Not with them watching their every move.

“I-I can’t, I’m sorry. It’s every man for themselves here.” Jason rocked back and forth, still thinking of that woman who was sitting inside Candis’ stomach right now. Getting digested alive. And what Jason could’ve done to help her. If only he was just a bit faster or maybe a bit taller, he could’ve saved her from the terrible death of being digested. “You have to understand-”

“No! You slimy weasel, you listen! I’ve watched dozens of my friends get crushed and eaten by this bitch for her ‘fans’ to watch and cream over. Not me! I’m getting out of here, with or without you.” Jason watched as the man stumbled up to his feet to begin limping off the desk. He struggled a bit as they soon both heard the door open up and instead of it just being Candis coming back, Jocelyn was with her as well. 

“You took him without telling me? What the fuck Candis? I thought you said he was mine to play with?” Jocelyn entered the room, ignoring all the micros in the dozens of terrariums her sister had set up on the walls and the floor only to head to the desk where her servant was waiting for her. She smiled devilishly as she laid eyes on the other micro, the man with the broken leg limping his way across the desk only to have Jocelyn swiftly grab hold of him. “Told you were too soft on these things. You almost let this one get away. What the fuck were you going to do with this one? Let him escape?”

“No you little brat. I was going to step on him but my chat wanted to see you do something to one of them. And I brought him to see what I would do if he ever tried escaping again. If you want to do something with him, I’ll give you half of whatever the chat donates while you’re here. And trust me, they’ve been begging to see you ever since I told them you turned eighteen last year. Gromp and Microender said they’d donate thousands to see you do something with one. What do you say? I get that one and you toy with yours a bit or kill him. I don’t really care either way.” Candis picked up the broken legged man up from her sisters palm while handing Jason over to her at the same time. “I’ve told you the chat lives to see micros get crushed underfoot right? And maybe they’ll love it if you swallow your first. How much do you want to swallow the little guy? Name a thing, a number and the chat will donate it. Guaranteed.” Candis picked up Jason as he accepted his fate, no matter how much he wanted to begin panicking and start struggling, he couldn’t even start to. His soul was broken beyond any measure, he just wanted to accept his fate.

“Hmmm, he does look pretty good, pretty cute. Yeah. Hey chat, can we get...let’s say a thousand for me swallowing my first micro?” Jocleyn grabbed hold of Jason from her sister’s grip as she dangled him right above her mouth. She opened it wide enough for both the chat and Jason to see deep inside the jaws. Jocelyn smiled a bit as she closed her mouth as she got the reaction she was looking for from the chat. It was filled with members of her sisters stream begging to be the one who gives Jocelyn the desired amount. Their tribute to see her swallow her first micro. “Hmmm, I don’t know if your chat really wants me to eat him. They don’t seem too enthusiastic about it.” Jocelyn might’ve been new to this but she was a fast learner and figured out exactly what the chat craved. She smiled widely as she watched the chat explode with donations of exuberant amounts, all meeting her demands for consuming the little guy in her hand. “That’s more like it darlings. But first, I believe my sister wanted to step on her little guy first and who am I to butt in and ruin your fun. Don’t worry, this little guy is gonna relax in my tummy in a few minutes.” Jocelyn gave Jason a slight kiss on the side as she turned over the attention to Candis who flipped the camera angles once more, showing both of their feet with one of the pair waiting for the tiny man scheduled for his execution.

 “Alright little guy, time to meet your end. I hope you’ve had a good life, I know I will after I get paid for ending you and your pathetic life.” Candis spoke with such malice as she looked at the broken man who was still trying to crawl away from her, only to be met with more of her palm. She smiled as she bent down and set him down infront of her wiggling toes. Candis looked up as she saw the chat already exploding just from her bringing the victim to the floor and at her feet. She brought her hands up to her hips as she lifted up her left foot just to hover it above the man who was about to be the Nth person to parish under Candis’ massive soles, and this time she not only had an audience in the chat but her own sister as well. The mighty woman wiggled her toes proudly as she watched from high above the micro man struggle to even crawl let alone walk away from the situation he found himself in. Both girls looked at each other and nodded as Candis raised her foot high in the air, bending her knee at a ninety degree angle and pointing her toes down as if she was a ballet dancer. A smile arose on Jocelyn’s face while she stared deep at her sister’s victim. Candis had very briefly shown her how to deal with micros when she was of age but never like this. She was getting an all access viewing of her sister's side job that was slowly becoming her main one. She knew they were gods to these people ever since she was in middle school but now she felt every inch of her body shine with the light of a true goddess.

“Bombs away!” Candis yelled as she dropped her foot down hard on the micro, ending his life in less than a second. One minute he was alive and kicking and the next, he was nothing but a bloodstain that Candis’ chat was going nuts for. Candis lifted up her sole to the camera on the floor as she showed off to the chat what remained of the little guy that dared to challenge her by escaping. “He’s all gone! Nothing but a stain under my toes. I bet anyone of you all would kill to lick up his remains from my feet. Now, let’s on with the ‘main event’ so to speak before we take a quick break. Jocie’s first micro is going to go down her throat, and is going to enjoy his trip down. Isn’t he?” Candis looked to the silent Jason who’d seen more than he ever wanted to in less than a day of being captured and tortured by the two sisters. He just had to accept what was going to happen to him. 

“Aw look Candis, he’s a little sad. You think he’s ready to be eaten? I guess they never are, are they?” Jocelyn once more brought Jason up to her mouth and gave him a slight lick, smiling as she did so. He tasted infinitely better than before when she first licked him. She held Jason up to eye level where they exchanged glances as the massive and hungry girl licked her lips, coating them in a slick slavia. She was getting ready for the plunge she was about to force her tiny Jason on. Jocelyn was always a little curious how it would feel to swallow one of them and here was her chance. The sadistic girl grinned as she opened up her jaws just wide enough for the chat to peer deep down inside her throat. Jason, through foggy lenses, saw Jocelyn’s massive uvula hanging and swinging from the pattern of her breathing. It terrified him as he looked beyond the throat and saw the pit, a near identical pit that swallowed that poor girl. As Jason hung upside down, he looked over to where Candis was standing and looked down at her stomach. How smooth and well defined it was, knowing full well that she kept it up by sending poor souls down her throat every night. He also could’ve sworn he saw some bulges on her stomach, as a sign that the girl was still alive and kicking. Burning alive by the girls stomach acids. Just like he was about to be.

“They really aren’t. Getting digested alive is probably the worst way one of these things can go out. No escape from the hours of acids. Now, drop him in. Bet that stomach of yours dying to get him inside.” Candis even blew Jason a small kiss as Jocelyn opened her mouth even wider and simply dropped him inside the wet and gooey environment. In a matter of moments, Jason was covered in head to toe in salvia that wreaked havoc on his sense of smell. He coughed as the spit managed to get in his mouth and nose, at this rate he was going to choke on her spit rather faster than getting digested. Suddenly, Jocelyn began to suck up all the extra saliva that had built up in her mouth with Jason only being saved by any premature swallowing with her teeth gripping him gently, only slightly cutting into his tiny ribcage. He felt the suction die down as Jocelyn collected all the spit in the bag of her throat and swallowed with a hearty gulp that seemed like it would shatter all of his bones in an instant when he’ll get swallowed down inside her body. Jocelyn then opened her jaws, showing the chat he was still alive in her mouth, right between the line of fire of her top and bottom incisors, ready to slice his boy into two.

“Alright Jocie? Are you ready to swallow him? Got as much flavor as you want out of him?” Candis subtly brought finger up to her sister's lower jaw as she closed her mouth and lifted her head up as she showed off her powerful throat. Both of them smiled as Jocelyn prepared to swallow her first micro. After some movement inside her jaws, Jocelyn clenched her fist as she swallowed down hard as she brought her hand up to her throat, holding Candis’ as well as they tracked the micros path down to her stomach. Giving several stomach pats to her sister, Candis finally returned to addressing the chat as she watched Jocelyn quickly leave the room, shaking her hips as a means of further teasing the chat.

“Well, there you have it! My sister’s first micro, gone to the depths of her stomach! Now, I’m just going to be right back on a small break, and might get some water for the rest of the stream. Helps send the little ones down better.”

As Jocelyn walked back to her room, she smiled as the plan went off without a hitch. Opening her door, she walked over to her bed as she kneeled down on the floor and spat up on the sheets, revealing the still alive Jason who was surprised he wasn’t swallowed whole like the woman before him. “Alright listen you little rat, you try escaping and disobeying me or Candis in any way, I swear what you saw today will only be a glance of what’ll happen to you!” Jocelyn beamed down to Jason who was still recovering from his time in her mouth. “Do you understand me? I’ll bite off your arms and chew them right in front of you if you try running away. Understand? Of course you do you maggot of a man.” Jocelyn looked down at the tiny Jason as he stood up, holding onto his ribcage.

“I-....I understand my goddess.” Jason begrudgingly said through his teeth as he was once more snatched up by the massive girl.

“Very good. I hope you’ll be a great servant to me. For the rest of the night, you will sleep in my shoes. And will enjoy it, if you don’t I will take a leg and that’s a promise.” Jocelyn reached for one of her running shoes and with a small kiss, dropped Jason deep into them without second thought.

This was his life now, no fighting it. Not any more. 

 

Candis groaned as she heard the alarm clock wake her. It’d been a long day of serving and then streaming to devouring more micros than she’d ever had before. She lost track after thirty and she loved feeling all their struggles as she went to sleep only to have the biggest regret of recent memory. As Candis pushed her covers off her near naked body, placing her hand on her smooth stomach that ached from the micros digested inside her. As she sat up, a belch from the very core of her body, letting out all the gases she had kept inside all night, immediately waking every terrified micro she kept in her terrariums. They all knew that in the morning, some of them would leave with none coming back, at least not the ones that left. As Candis stood up for her morning stretch, she looked around for the morning cure all. 

“Ugh, let’s see. Who wants to stop all the rumbling in my tummy?” Candis walked over to a small container of about ten or so micros, all scared out of their minds as the towering woman stared down at them, licking her lips and rubbing her stomach to further tease them. Her mother always taught both her and her sister to always tease the micros before they would eat them as when they were scared, they became a lot more tender. At least that’s what she wanted to think, even if it didn’t add any flavor to them, Candis still would love to tease them as much she could before she ended up swallowing the poor and helpless Micros. “I can just pick one of you, unless there’s someone you all want to be rid off.” Candis wasn’t stupid when it came to her micro collection. When she wasn’t busy killing them for fun or for her stream, she noticed some micros would have certain cliques that she would either keep together to end them all at once or split apart to get different results. Other times, she’d leave them alone for some time as they built up relationships and eventually, the confinement of it all made some hate one another. Which is exactly what Candis was hoping would happen with this group. 

“We gotta give her Simon, she takes him, maybe she’ll leave us alone for the day.” Perrin was just a simple housewife that was getting groceries a couple weeks ago when Candis decided to abduct her to add her to the ever growing collection in the giant human’s room. Tossed in with about ten other micros, all equally scared, they were forced to band together and share what little food Candis decided to give them. If she decided they got to eat. For a few days straight last week, Candis ‘forgot’ to feed the container Perrin and her group was in. They were near passing out until Candis dropped a small piece of her chocolate cake she was having on her live stream one night. Candis could chew part of it and spit it into their container, they’d still eat it, they were that desperate for any kind of food.

“Me? All because of last week? I was starving!” Simon was not fitting in the container he was tossed in. He arrived the same time Perrin, his accuser, did. Before he was taken, he was a nerd that was fascinated with the wrong giant human at the wrong time. He was taken simply for gawking at Candis for too long in her work uniform, and now he was about to be sacrificed for the ‘good of it all’ even though they all knew her hunger wouldn't end with Simon. They all knew Candis’ hunger was never going to be satisfied and was ever growing but when desperate times come, the entire fishbowl was forced to single out a single micro or face total chaos as Candis would occasionally get tired of her experiments and just reach in and grab several micros to stuff them in whatever or where ever she wanted them to be. Be it her stomach, shoes, skirt for her work or somewhere even worse than any of them could imagine. Sacrificing Simon for the ‘good of the others’ was just going to be what they all had to do. No matter how much he yelled or begged, the crowd of his fellow micros had already turned against him with not only Perrin leading the charge but another at her side.  

“You took all of that cake! You left none of it for the rest of us! If there’s one person who deserves to go down her throat, it’s you!” Quincy yelled as he lifted Simon up above the crowd as Candis smiled down at her loyal ‘subjects’. Everyone in the fish bowl knew this is what Candis wanted, for them to fight amongst themselves making it so much easier to weed out the weak links and leave the strong ones for more ‘diabolical’ situations. But in the situation, their anger towards Simon over the smallest things began to overtake their emotions. None of them were thinking right, none except one. One foolhardy girl that still thought that they could go back to their normal lives. When everyone else had given up hope, Megan held hope that someone was either going to find them trapped here and free them all or Candis and her sister would be taken away, locked up for what they did.

“No! We can’t give her what she wants! She wants us to be divided.” Megan yelled as Quincy put Simon down as Perrin punched him in the arm to further perhaps get some sort of vengeance on him. The dozen or so micros all turned their attention to Megan as she tried to rally the ones trapped inside here with her. From when she was first abducted a few days ago, she tried to rally some support in an all or nothing united front for escape where she would get some help to free everyone trapped in this woman’s room. Some thought she was nuts, others knew she had potential to unite the micros under Candis. “We can’t let her do this to us, she may be big but we outnumber her a thousand to on-” Suddenly, Candis reached down into the fish bowl to grab onto her future meal, which just happened to be the potential leader for the resistance. Megan screamed as she wasn’t even given any form of last words or even a small monologue from Candis before she was eaten. No, Candis made quick work of Megan as she dropped her in her jaws, sealed them shut behind her and swallowed her without a second of hesitation. The dozen or so of her fellow micros all watched in complete horror and disbelief that Megan was that bump going down Candis’ throat, sliding with no way out. Destined to travel down the throat that had taken so many others. The entire fish bowl of Micros watched as Candis simply held her throat as she felt the bulge of Megan’s struggles cease as she finally reached her stomach.

“Sorry not sorry, you all were taking too long. Now, let’s see, I need three ‘volunteers’ to come along with me to work, I can already tell it’s going to be a long one.” Candis called down to the fish bowl of micro captives, still shaken from the sudden abduction and subsequent swallowing of one of them. She smiled and reviled in the thought and idea of them fearing her. With another simple swipe, Candis grabbed three more victims from the fish bowl all of whom were right next to one another. The three struggled while trapped in Candis’ palm as she walked away from their home and headed over to the dresser where she tossed all three of them down, letting their bodies roll and tumble down onto the hard wooden surface. Quincy, Perrin and Simon were all struggling to stand up as Candis took this time to get ready for her day by popping some of her deodorant on her underarms, putting her no show socks on and then slipping on her blue cheerleader esque uniform with the emblem of the restaurant on her left breast. Candis set her hands on either side of the three micros, staring down at them as they were all equally scared of her. 

“Now, who wants to be where? I got a few spots I need you all to be. It’s going to be a long day so I expect you all to keep me happy for as long as you’re alive. If you live through the day, you get to go in the case of all the good tiny things that my stream pay to keep alive, for some reason.” Candis soon grabbed hold of both Perrin and Quincy up as they both struggled against her mighty fingers but were powerless to stop what was coming. Candis stood up abruptly as she walked over to her closet where she had the place the two micros were going to be put in against their will. And she didn’t even need to say where Perrin and Quincy were going, they both knew it from the area Candis was walking towards. 

Her shoe closet. 

In the weeks they had both been trapped here, they knew what her work uniform was. Where she put her shoes and exactly what she wore to work. Those terrible red shoes that both of them had witnessed Candis send other micros down that pit. Perrin just wanted to scream as Candis stopped in her tracks and bent over as she smiled down on her two victims. The smell of the shoes had hit both micros as Candis made it no secret where they were heading.

“Please! Anywhere but there! Please! Oh no!” Perrin yelled out, crying tears as she was soon met with Candis’ sick and terrifying smirk. She knew pleading to this god of a woman was only a waste of her breath but it was instinct to beg, no matter how much she knew Candis would just ignore her plights. Her life was over the moment she was abducted by the psycho waitress. This wasn’t a simple death sentence for the two tiny people, this was going to be nothing less than torutre followed by the most agonizing death a micro could think of.

“Don’t scream just yet little girl, this isn’t even the worst part.” Candis smiled down at them as she lifted her hand and dumped Perrin in her left shoe with Quincy going in her right. Candis took the time before either of them could stand up on their feet to tilt the shoes forwards as to have both of them discombobulated as well as trapped in the toe section of her shoes for the time being.

That was when her attention returned to the scared still Simon. He was paralyzed with absolute fear as the towering olive skinned human made her way to him, keeping her eyes glued to him as she swiftly made her way back to the dresser. Simon was shaking profusely as Candis bent down to be more at eye level with the small man.

“Wh-What are you going to do with me?” Simon mustered all the confidence he had with talking to the woman he both lusted over and feared at the same time. It was what brought him here in the first place, his lustfulness over his waitress Candis had landed him in her sights for people to abduct. At the restaurant she worked at, Micro tables were about waist level for their human counterparts and for the most part due to the short skirts that were part of the uniform, the tiny diners could sometimes get a look at the underwear of the girls. Most knew it was just a side effect of their size mixed with the sports uniform so most micros just tried their best to ignore the obvious unintentional tease the girls gave them. 

Most.

As Simon was never great with girls his height, upon seeing a beautiful goddess like woman such as Candis, it made him susceptible to staring too long at the waitress. Both when looking up even when he had nothing to say as well as when she was just stopping by with him subconsciously staring up her skirt. Combined with Candis’ tendencies to just up and take ‘bad’ or ‘rude’ customers, this led to the obvious of Simon getting taken by her to ‘serve his time’ when in reality it was more of an execution.

“Well it seems we have a bit of a coincidence, don’t we? I don’t remember many of my prisoners but you...you I do recognize. You’re that weirdo who kept staring up my skirt the whole time you ate?” Simon was shocked as Candis actually recognized him and what he did to get here. Simon stuttered as Candis just smiled sweetly down at him. “I could do you a favor, little twerp. Would you like to hear it?” Simon nodded his head as Candis stood up fully, letting her beauty and height tower over the micro man, making him fall backwards in surprise. 

“Yes...yes please.”

“I can make your existence a miserable one, you know this already but on occasion I do like to be generous. Your punishment won’t be as agonizing as getting digested or stuffed in my work shoes. No, I have an idea I know both of us will enjoy.” Candis then brought her skirt down a bit to reveal her pink and reflective underwear to show him where he’d be going. “Not many micros get to end up where you’ll end up. My last...let’s just call her a pleasure micro was lost last week and I do like to be stimulated while I’m working. Keeps me motivated and alert for more toys to play with.” Candis then reached for the terrified but equally aroused micro and brought him close to her skirt’s waistband. The smell and heat of Candis’ underwear was enough for any human man to go wild but that power she had over men her size was tripled if not quadrupled for the inch tall Simon. His tiny senses were completely overpowered as Candis moaned oh so sweetly. She had him under her full control and that made her more excited than ever. “Enjoy your time down there, I expect to be treated well by all your squirming.” Without any further adieu, Candis dropped the squirming Simon down her skirt while keeping him outside of her underwear as she didn’t want to lose this one like she did with the other girl she sent down there last week. She was willing to bet that the poor dumb girl had managed to trap herself in the place her stream chat would love to go inside. Now that she thought about it, her body was becoming more of a walking graveyard by the day and she was more than ready for it.

Perrin crawled as fast as she possibly could, trying to escape the death pit of a shoe she’d been tossed in. The air around her was toxic like air all around her. Candis had worn these same pairs of shoes for god knows how long and it showed just from the stench that was burning it’s way into her tiny lungs. She gasped the more she crawled along the insole that had the footprint engraved with both sweat and heat mixed with the immense weight of its owner. Perrin began to cough even more as she tried her best not to pass out from the stench alone. But she soon saw daylight. Her salvation was well within reach, all she had to do was hope and pray Candis didn’t come back for when she finally escaped this nasty shoe and then out of the apartment to get some help for her and the others trapped in her room. Perrin stood up, trying to not breath in the air around her as much as she could and began to climb up the shoe with some of the sweat that had built up from the hours Candis had used them for her shifts. Perrin clambered onto whatever she could grab onto as she made her way to the top of the shoe. She took in the fresh air as she closed her eyes as she was just about to jump down from the shoe only to be kicked right in the chest by a massive socked toe that came out of nowhere.

“Looks like we got a little escape artist. Not to worry, I have a solution for your tiny escaping ass.” In Candis’ hand was a small tape dispenser and she was more than ready to use it against her escaping micros. Be it taping some underneath her desk for speaking when it wasn’t their turn or in Perrin’s case, sealing them to the insole of the shoe. No matter how much the tiny woman screamed or struggled, Candis’ fingers were always there to meet her and eventually pin her down to the stinking fabric face down. “You wanted to escape me? My shoes? No sweetie. That’s only in your dreams little bitch!” With a swift use of tape, Perrin was now face down on the insole with no way of escaping now. She struggled as much as she could but her fate was sealed along with her body. Then, the light was bloated out as Candis wiggled and stretched her toes while inside her gray socks. Perrin screamed and yelled out as Candis swiftly inserted her foot deep into the shoe, trapping her for the day. Dread set in as Perrin’s body was going to be subjected to the most weight, force and heat it’d ever endured. She just had to hope and pray she made it through to the end of the day.

With a smile, Candis stood up high as she was now fully dressed for work. She headed over to the full body mirror and looked at herself, smirking as she felt squirming all over her body. At both of her feet were two micros fighting for their lives all the while massaging her aching soles. Inside her shorts was a misguided micro introvert that she didn’t hesitate to take advantage of who was already doing his job by wiggling around which did excite her a bit more than she would admit. But there was another micro she had forgotten about for the most part. Her first kill of the day, Megan. To Candis’ surprise, she was still alive and kicking. Literally. She giggled a bit as she now felt the micros presence inside of her as she rubbed her belly in satisfaction. 

“Many have taken the plunge, little one, none have been let out. At least none that had lived. Just let nature take its course, it’ll be better for you.” Candis said as she stepped out of her room, headed out the door of the apartment as she saw her sister with her feet propped up on the coffee table with her personal micro giving them a massage. Her olive brown soles were basically being rubbed by his full body on them. Candis wanted to say something to her sister about how she still had her first micro just massaging her feet and doing chores for her own entertainment but remained quiet with it as Jocelyn was smiling on this lazy Sunday morning. Candis just rolled her eyes as she headed out the door, rubbing her tummy as she felt more scratches and poundings inside of her stomach. She could already see this was going to be a good day. She was getting paid to do what she loved. Serving customers mixed with her secret hobby of tormenting the micros at their feet. 

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Megan screamed out in agony as she was pushed deep further down Candis’ throat. One moment she was leading a small rebellion and the next, she was swallowed alive by the same girl who she thought she could reason with. Before she was taken, the small red head was a motivational speaker for micros and humans alike. She had a knack for bringing people together, building them up and calming them down. When Megan was walking alone last week after a large convention, she was approached by Candis or more specifically her shoes which stopped her in her path home. Candis told the small speaker that she wanted her and she didn’t really care if she came willingly or not. Megan did try to convince the gargantuan girl that she shouldn’t take her or anyone else and for a moment it did seem like it had worked but by her current predicament of sliding down her throat proved, she had failed. Candis swiped the small woman off the ground and dropped her into a glass vial with a cork cap, sealing her inside with no escape, just how she was now.

Megan heard everything that went on inside this massive girl's body as she made her way down her esophagus. Blood pumping all around her system, her beating heart which she was surprised Candis had one considering all she had done to just Megan’s group. The slick saliva of it all kept her going, making terrifying sounds as she passed through her body. Soon, she heard gurgling sounds as she was getting closer to her destination. Somewhere no one in Candis’ whole collection would want to end up but countless micros had already taken the plunge, all of them unwilling which just excited Candis even more. Megan’s squirming in her throat was just exciting the monster she was inside even more. Her movements were subconscious and she wanted to remain as still as she could but was only met with her body wanting to wiggle around. That was when her journey reached its dreadful and unavoidable end. Megan reached the sphincter to Candis’ stomach, her future tomb as well as the tomb of  everyone else she’d swallowed, both for legitimate food as well as for entertaining her stream. 

Without a moment of warning, Megan was dropped into the belly of the beast. Literally. She screamed out as she fell into a pit of both darkness and acid. It was fortunate that the stomach acid was mild at the time she had entered her stomach but knew it was only going to get worse as the day went on. It was only going to be a matter of time before she was nothing more than a simple calorie for this monster of a woman. Trapped inside Candis’ stomach, Megan ran up to what she thought was the wall of the stomach facing outwards and started banging on it as hard as she could, screaming out.

“Let me out of here you vile bitch! I’ll kill you myself!” Megan cried out, knowing full well that the human woman would not be able to hear her, and even if she did, it wasn’t in her nature to care what her micro victims thought or that they wanted to live. Megan was trapped in her stomach with no way out and no hope for a rescue. All she could do was cry before the acid took its course on her body.

Her end was inevitable.

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Candis strolled into work right when her favorite coworker showed up as well. She was a sweet girl and everyone loved her in the restaurant, even if she did have some tendencies to over react a bit when faced with something she didn’t want to happen. Candis stepped out of her car and saw that cute brunette girl about to step inside the restaurant until they locked eyes with each other. Candis smiled as she saw her friend run up to her. Her long black hair waved in the wind as she made her way to Candis, her porcelain white skin only hampered by the small freckles she had on her cheeks but that only made her more beautiful to everyone she met. As she ran up to meet her friend, she yelled out Candis’ name as she stepped forward, wearing the exact same outfit she was wearing. Hair made into a ponytail, the matching blue shirt and skirt with the former having the same ‘W’ on the left side of it displaying the logo of the restaurant. Candis reached out for a hug as she welcomed in her warm embrace.

“Candis! Oh I haven’t seen you in so long!”

“Kali, oh it’s been too long. How was your vacation with your girlfriend? What was her name, Marie, Mercedes, Maddie?” Candis joked as she embraced Kali’s welcome, getting on her tiptoes to not only make herself feel taller but to get rid of one of the micros in her shoes. Standing up on her right foot with the ball of her foot supporting all of her weight, she felt the warm blood of the micro underneath her foot. As she embraced Kali, she was about to finish off the other one but Kali released her from the hug the two were having.

“Her name is Marleigh and yes, we had a great time together. We actually celebrate our three month anniversary next week, guess we should’ve waited a bit. Right? Well with her, I couldn’t wait to be alone with her.” Kali brushed some hair out of her face as Candis squirmed a bit in her place as she headed towards the front door. “Everything alright Candyland?”

“Oh yeah, just stretching a bit. It’s a Tibetan monk stretch I learned while you were gone. Really gets the blood flowing.” Candis shook a bit as she felt the tiny introvert already getting to work, although it was a bit premature for him to start. She did however appreciate the thought as she’d always considered Kali to be beautiful and if she was into girls, she’d one hundred percent ask her out. And the poor micro in her shorts certainly did pump a little bit of adrenaline in her system. “Just wish the S.O.B would wait a bit.” Candis muttered under her breath as she followed Kali into the dining room where everyone else was waiting for it to be open. They had everyone who could work here, since it was supposed to be a big game today at noon. A busy day for sure, lots of tips for everyone and plenty of micros to both observe and take for Candis. She kept small vials in her apron to keep the micros quiet and still, avoiding the worry of losing some, risking everything. In the city they lived in, if a micro even thought she was being too handsy, there would be an investigation which wouldn’t be good for anyone. Not for Candis, not for Jocelyn and especially not for their mother who did things to her micros that would make the both of them puke from how bad they went out. Made a shiver crawl up her back as she tried to focus on her manager who was busy listing out all the sections, tasks and goals for the long day they had ahead of them. 

All the while, Candis fought the urge to just outright kill the tiny in her pants. The only thing keeping him alive was how much he excited her.

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Simon at first struggled to think of ways to stimulate his ‘goddess’. Here he was, closer to a woman’s private parts than he could’ve dreamt before. His whole body was enveloped in her body heat, her scent and musk. He was entranced by it all, even if he knew deep down that this was going to be his end. As soon as he was dropped into Candis’ shorts, his fate was sealed but unlike Megan who was in her stomach or both Perrin and Quincy trapped in her shoes, Simon had accepted his fate of being nothing more than a sex toy for the giant server. If he was going to go out, he wanted her to remember him.

Simon bided his time while he heard Candis driving, blasting her favorite music in the car as she drove to her work, his heart racing the entire time as he was pressed face first near her lips. The musk that was around him was more than intoxicating to the micro introvert. He wanted to please her as best he could with as much of his own power as he could muster. He waited as long as he could while Candis was driving down the highway to her destination where he knew he and his friends would all meet their ends. As much as he just wanted to start wiggling around to begin her pleasure, he hesitated as he didn’t know much about driving, he did know basic physics and some common knowledge. Fast car plus a distracted woman who wanted to pleasure herself would not end well. As much as he wanted to go back to his old life, he was bound by her. Both body and soul. If she was going out, so would he but not on his terms. He wanted to die under Candis, after being so close to a woman’s warmth, he was hooked on being around her. It was a shame this is what it took for him to finally get close to a woman but it was something Simon wouldn’t take for granted.

The moment he heard the car shut off and Candis began to walk was the moment Simon began to wiggle around as much as he could. At first it wasn’t doing much as Candis had continued to walk and even talk with another human, who by the sound of her voice sounded like an absolute sweetheart. Simon was then lifted up even closer to Candis’ box as he smiled, feeling it slightly pulsate from him being near it, even if he was separated from it through a few centimeters of fabric. He was ready so he began wiggling around as much as he could, causing quite the reaction from her massive sex organ. The more the micro started wiggling around, the more the organ was stimulated. Simon even attempted to use both his arms and legs to further excite the massive titan that held all their fates in her hands. He could immediately tell this began to work as Candis’ body began to shake and shiver as a result of his work. He was tremendously proud his tiny body could make such an impact on such a massive body but still, his work was not done.

Simon continued his work of wiggling around Candis’ panties even when she stepped foot into the restaurant. He heard many, many voices all around him but he was just focused on her voice. Her soft and subtle moans mixed with her groans made it absolutely worth risking his life for her pleasure. Simon knew Candis was trying to keep calm as he soon heard dozens of voices now pile into the restaurant, their voices echoing all around, distracting Simon for a brief moment. Just as he was about to resume pleasuring Candis, he was pushed directly into the object of his desire. But it wasn’t out of pleasure or love. Candis had pressed her fingers up against her shorts along with Simon’s body and began to speak to him directly. It was heavily muffled but the point did land with him.

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“Candis!” The manager called out as she was trying to fight the urge to pleasure herself right then and there. She quickly snapped out of it as she looked at the tall manager. 

“Yes, sir?”

“You and Brianna will handle sections four and six.” Six was the exact section she wanted, it was where the mixed size seating was. Humans sitting with micros, micros sitting by themselves on the table built into the pillars of the area around them. Candis shook a bit as once more she felt a surge come from her pants. All of her friends' eyes were on her as she got it under control for the moment as she nodded to her boss. “I know how you two are with our vertically challenged customers, Candis even got a review from one of her regular micros that stops by. Jenny, do you think we have time to read out the review?” Candis loved her manager, she really did and under normal circumstances, she’d love to get praised for her hard work, especially dealing with the bugs that were nothing more than vermin to her. Although even the heartless Candis did have a soft spot for the micros who tipped her very well and kept her engaged in conversation long enough to forget about the day's worries. For her, they were safe from her wrath as they gave her good tips and great reviews. Keeping her cover safe.

“Oh I wish I could stay but I have to go to the bathroom real quick!” Candis bolted as fast she possibly could which was just down a ramp and a right. She bolted in as she locked it behind her, grabbing her crotch with her whole hand as she made the small man listen to her every word.

“Listen you little fucker, you wiggle around one more time and I swear I’m killing you without a second thought. Got it?” Candis whispered as she felt the sensations begin to settle down a bit. She took a breath of relief as she recovered from the adrenaline Simon just gave her. “You are doing a great job down there. If you live without pissing me off, I might even keep you in there for a bit.” Candis blushed heavily as she stood up, looked in the mirror and adjusted her uniform a bit as she had created wrinkles in her shirt as she was fighting the urge to just pleasure herself in the middle of her work.

But there was another sensation going around her body. A sensation she wanted to stomp out of existence that moment but was halted when there was a knock at the door. It was Kali.

“Candis, you have a table waiting for you, I took their drinks, but they’re waiting for you. Sorry if it’s a personal thing.” Kali was about to knock on the door again until Candis came out of the restroom, looking as sharp as ever. 

“I’m here, just had to go really bad, held it in since I left the apartment. Now, what table are they? And are they-”

“Table M fifty five. I assume that answers your questions?” Kali crossed her arms as she turned around as she headed back into the main lobby with Candis following close behind. “Oh and they’re pretty snobby so watch it. They think we’re all a bunch of idiots here.”

“Don’t worry Kali, I have an idea.”

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Perrin woke up screaming or at least, attempted to as she was pressed against the massive foot of her capture. Her mouth was pressed deep against the massive insole with the socked foot on her back. It seemed like she’d been here more than enough time for the air to be thick, humid and filled with the scent of sweat which just made Perrin begin to cry. Not out of pain or sorrow, although those were reasons, the crying she was doing was like chopping an onion times a couple hundred. And then the pressure of this colossal woman walking on top of her like she was nothing was enough for her body to want to just pop with every foot fall.

She tried pounding as hard as she could on the insole, but realized that Candis had taken precautions for just that. Not only was her body fully sealed behind the tape that seemed to be a great weakness to her but her arms were as well. Not that she wanted to bang on the human girls dirty and sweat covered sock, it wouldn’t be any benefit to her. In her few weeks of being trapped under Candis’ rule, there were three places that everyone that was taken by Candis feared going into. Her shoes when she was wearing them or even when she wasn’t wearing them as just the toxic air alone was enough to send some micros to the hospital, if she cared enough for them which she never did. God help anyone who was caught when she decided to wear them. Be it her work shoes, track shoes or even her everyday shoes. 

Then there was being eaten alive which she’d seen many times before Candis finally decided to focus on her glass tomb today. Perrin had only seen one time where Candis had released someone she’d eaten and even then, it was because she was drunk. The escapee only got to the bedroom door before Candis stepped on them before they got far. And finally was getting used as Candis’ ‘stress relief’ after work which involved going deeper inside her pants than any human guy ever hoped to reach. In the few weeks she’d been under Candis’ rule, she’d seen her take several micros late at night after her stream to calm down or just shove her inside of her, with only some coming back outside even after she’d had her fun. The odds of coming back from getting thrown in her shoes, eaten alive and stuffed inside of her were well below zero. The odds of her coming back to her ‘home’ were just as low and even lower for her going back to her real home. Perrin knew she was screwed as soon as Candis walked over to her shoe closet.

Using all of her strength to stay awake from the scents and toxins that filled the air around her took a great amount of of her energy which was already heavily depleted from her weeks of being trapped in her room. As well as Simon’s selfish taking of the only food that Candis had given them. Now that she was facing death and smelling her death incoming, she realized this was exactly what the evil girl wanted from them. It took her getting stuffed and taped to an insole for her to realize that. As Perrin finally took a deep breath of Candis’ stench that surrounded and enveloped her, she allowed herself a death somewhat on her terms. She took in another deep breath, coughed violently as she realized this was more than just simple torture for her. Perrin realized, perhaps too late, that this is what Candis enjoyed. Not only killing innocent micros but before doing so, watching them interact, talk, bicker and soon fight as the little resources she gave them sent them over the edge. Agony on top of agony. Perrin’s new life was nothing less than hell.

Perrin took one last deep breath of the stench that surrounded her and passed out fully, hoping she would never wake up. Anything less than death would be torture for the small girl. 

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“Hello y’all! My name is Candis and I’m super sorry for being late, I had to deal with some personal matters.” Candis may have been a sick and twisted monster at her home with her sister but she still had to ‘look like’ she cared about the micros that deserved nothing less than to be at her feet. Her boss wasn’t lying when he said she was amazing with their tiny guests. No matter how much she wanted to see most of them at her every whim, she had to develop a cover. And that was being the best waitress one could ask for especially when it came to micros. After all, no one would ever suspect someone like Candis of taking her guests and doing unspeakable things to them. At least, that was the idea. As Candis looked at the micro couple, a man and a woman who couldn’t be much older than she was who were just as Kali had described them. Preppy, high end outfits, and to Candis, they looked just like what she wanted for her collection. She patiently licked her lips as even from all the way up where she was, she could smell the perfume that the tiny woman had on. Already she was planning out what she’d do with these two but it was far too early to just up and grab them. As well if these were even worth taking. 

“Yes, we’ve been waiting for your slow behind.” The man yelled out as he looked up at the towering woman. “Can we get the number six and then the number twelve with no pickles. Think you can handle it, or do you need me to come back there and show you how to do it?”

“Joshua! You should know not to tease them, they’re not all big dumb brutes. This one might be but, not all of them are.” The couple laughed as they looked at Candis who was keeping her anger in as best she could. Her sister wondered why she had so many micros for her collection and the answer was the same reason why she was seen as the best waitress for micros. The area the restaurant was in was filled to the brim with people like the couple who was still laughing at her so when they came into the simple sports bar and bistro half expecting all the humans to be dumb apes, Candis took the oppurtunity to strike and show them what she was capable of. Unfortunately for Candis, she couldn’t take them at this moment without risk of getting caught. She just had to hope they stayed a while, for that was when she would make her move. Or she would risk it if they pissed her off that much.

“Oh of course not. I’ll get that started right away. Anything else I should get you?” Candis smiled through her teeth as she tried her best not to just grab the couple without a second to waste. 

“Not anything else, didn’t you hear the man? Just the two entrees, now get lost before I just buy this dump and fire your ass myself.”

“Oh how evil Jennifer! How much do you think she makes a day? Has she ever seen a hundred in her lif-” Both of them were suddenly silenced as Candis swiped them both perfectly without anyone being none the wiser. Candis had enough of their teasing. She had already thought of what to do with the spoiled brats of a couple. Dropping them in a vial in her apron and sealing it behind them, she headed back to the kitchen where she saw Kali putting in an order of her own.

“How’s the couple? They’re pretty mean right?”

“When I got there, they were gone. I don’t know, maybe they got pissed I was late.”

“Candis, don’t try and let them get to you. Fuck them, let them dine somewhere else.”

“Yeah, although I think I know where they’ll be eating tonight.” With a smile, Candis stretched a little bit and suddenly felt a pop in her shorts. Warm blood soon replaced the slight sensations she once felt. A smile grew on her face as she looked down on her apron, seeing two more victims to replace the ones she lost today. And it was only the start of the day, she still had until six tonight to collect micros to replace the ones she lost today.

 

It was going to be a good day.

Jason woke up to the massive and ear piercing alarm as he struggled to sit up, his body was aching as it always was. His days of being a the manager at the local Bullseye was over and his new life serving an eighteen year old girl that towered over him constantly and forced him to perform demeaning acts that was well below him such as giving her a massage on anywhere around her body, spit shine her high heels if her and her equally bitch of a sister were going out for the night. His life was hell as he was nothing more than a pet for Jocelyn. Last night was especially brutal for him as Jocelyn made sure to keep him up till at least three in the morning with just her snoring. It didn’t help that for an eighteen year old college kid, Jocelyn woke up at eight am on the dot and she expected the same out of Jason. In the almost two months he’d been kidnapped and used as a servant for Jocelyn, he’d only gotten to sleep in for one day and that was the first day he arrived here. Just because Jocelyn forgot about him in her shoes. After that, he was locked in a glass jar with one of her discarded socks to use as a sleeping bag. 

Jocelyn yawned loudly as she turned over to Jason who was getting up as well in the jar she kept beside her bed. The giant human smiled down on her servant as he stood up, naked as ever. The day he was taken, he wore his typical manager outfit but due to months upon months of servitude to the human overlords, he was reduced to nothing more than parts of his dress shirt and his underwear. Shoes, pants, and whatever else he wore the day he was taken was either torn to keep himself from further punishments from Jocelyn or were disintegrated over time as well as time being in Jocelyn’s shoes, mouth or at her feet did a number on Jason’s clothes. Not that Jocelyn or even Candis cared, seeing another micro man naked was just another day and to an extent, Jason felt the same way but in an effort to remain sane, he kept some of his clothes on him, no matter what they looked like.

In a groggy voice, Jocelyn addressed her micro in a jar as she grabbed hold of Jason’s prison and held it up to her face, smiling an almost sweet smile down on him. If he was just another micro on the street and saw Jocelyn smiling like this, her big toothy grin, he’d be welcomed by her warmth. But after all these months, he knew what this meant. Jason just got down on his knees as his ‘goddess’ began to speak to him. 

“My little servant, I have a ton of things for you to do today. Starting with this.” Jocelyn then brought Jason’s jar right below her mouth as she smiled, once more showing him the jaws that could swallow him without a second of remorse, the same teeth that could snap him clean in half and the tongue that Jocelyn used to great effect to tease the small man. Jason braced for the worst as he shielded himself with his arms as Jocelyn opened her mouth after taking in a deep breath and then slowly let all the air out of her mouth. In an instant, the entirety of Jason’s senses were put on high alert as he was put through the worst start to the day. To keep him further under her thumb, Jocelyn would show him what her body would produce while she slept which would make him smell her morning breath which was always toxic to the micro man and this time was no different. The smell of garlic chicken and other long forgotten food hit Jason with a force that knocked him down on the glass floor of his ‘home’, coughing from the stench that Jocelyn was forcing upon him. Jason held his throat as the stench that Jocelyn had kept inside of her all night. His eyes, nose and mouth were burning up the longer Jocelyn kept breathing down on him.

Then, Jocelyn’s shadow receded back to where it originally was, sitting over Jason’s jar as the smell soon began to dissipate over time as Jason continued to cough out a lung as Jocelyn just smiled a bit as she always did when she tortured her micro in the morning. Out of all the things she could do to him in the morning, making him smell her morning breath was far down on the list of things she could do to him. Jocelyn placed the jar back on her nightstand as she stood up, still hearing the tiny man's coughing reverberating around in his glass chamber. She was wearing nothing more than her underwear and bra which were both colored a dark green that was covering her olive brown skin as she stretched up as tall as she could stand. Even though she was a towering giant to Jason and Candis’ collection, Jocelyn was a short girl. At just a little under four foot eleven, she was fairly short by human standards but still towered over the micros that were beneath her family. 

“I’ll be back, little servant. Won’t be too long.” Jocelyn unhooked her bra off and tossed it over to the laundry hamper along with her panties. Covering herself slightly, Jocelyn looked back on the jar and just smirked as she headed out of her room and directly across the hallway to the bathroom the two sisters shared. Jocelyn looked down the hall to her sister's room, the door was slightly open so she peaked inside to see Candis still passed out while holding her stomach. She apparently had a big stream last night with the chat constantly asking her to eat more and more micros. Before she passed out, she told Jocelyn that she’d lost count of exactly how many micros she’d eaten but it was more than she’d ever had before. A few minutes later, Candis passed out without even bothering to feed the hungry collection that continued to grow. In the dim light of the room, Jocelyn saw hundreds of micros all in terrariums and others in glass jars scattered across Candis’ vast room. 

Jocelyn just rolled her eyes as she closed the door and headed over to the shower. She didn’t have much planned for this lazy Sunday but she definitely had a laundry list of things she wanted to do to her little servant. She smiled greatly as she headed up to the counter as she got on her tiptoes to reach the top shelf, pulling out a small bag of green leaves. It was her favorite time of the morning, the first hit of her Morning Dew that she kept hidden from her sister and occasionally mother when she came to visit them. Morning Dew was all the rage in the lower ends of cities across the nation and was something that was enjoyed by almost exclusively humans  as it would just make micros loose sense of balance and basic motor skills. It would wake someone up better than any amount of coffee and make them seem like they could take on the world. Jocelyn only used it to wake her up in the morning but today, she had another plan for it. Putting it behind the faucet just on the off chance Candis decided to wake up early for once. She smiled devilishly as giggled, thinking about what she’ll have him do. 

“Soon.”

As Jason coughed out the last bit of garlic laced breath, he finally leaned up against the glass jar that he tried desperately to escape so many times when he first got here. Back then, he felt trapped and alone. Scared for his life every second of the day, he feared Jocelyn would just kill him on a whim, without a second of warning. But to his surprise, he was still alive. Even though sometimes he wished he wasn’t. He’d seen and been in almost every part of this girl's body, cleaned every orifice she could possibly think of. He’d cleaned her feet non stop as it was her favorite place to toss him down after a long day, then there were the areas in her pants that were easily the most disgusting and vile areas she made him go near. Especially after her workout sessions which were long and arduous as Jocelyn was usually always drenched in sweat. Jason hoped everyday she wouldn’t go running or working out in general because he knew she’d have him clean every inch of her sweaty body with nothing but his tongue.

Then there was her daily ‘micro flossing’ as she called it. She’d grab Jason and force him to pick her teeth clean with the threat of being swallowed whole ever present. That night he was inches from actually traveling down her throat still haunted him, even after all the other things she made him do, that night when he was mere centimeters away from his certain death. The sounds he heard while he was in her throat gave him nightmares like he’d never seen before. Being near those jaws of death with the treat of death of being subjected to the worst death one could think of, that was the real torture of being under Jocelyn. Constant threats of death, never ending nightmares. She could very easily kill him out right by just flicking him across the apartment but for some sadistic reason, she kept him all these months. 

Jason tried to get some sleep while he heard Jocelyn showing across the hall, shutting his eyes for the briefest moments. Jason wasn’t given a lot of time to himself as Jocelyn as well as Candis made sure to almost always have him on or around their bodies at all times. Be it placed in a necklace that was far too small for him to appropriately fit or to be placed inside one of Jocelyn’s heavily used socks and left to inhale the stench until one of them wanted something from him. One way or another, Jason was trapped on their bodies or in the things that smelled of them. This was something he was used to but he tried his best to relax for a bit. Try to forget all the things the two of them had done to him, even if it seemed to be impossible. Even if he did escape to tell someone who could help him take down the sisters, the nightmares would still remain.

His stomach rumbled as he tried to get some resemblance of sleep, not eating in over a week would tend to do that. Jocelyn only purposely fed him when she remembered and even then, it was only when he begged for food. But with days of begging, Jason was only given literal scraps and crumbs. If he was lucky, Candis would drop a small bit of her own food, treating him like one of her own. Even if the food was already chewed up and drenched in her nasty salvia, Jason took what he could get. After all, when he arrived here, he was a tad out of shape but now, he was borderline malnourished. The only way of proper exercise was him climbing on and around Jocelyn’s body when she demanded him to. On the verge of starvation everyday and using more energy than he was taking in, his life was only made worse living under Jocelyn.

“Alright, my little servant.” Jocelyn barged into the room, shocking Jason awake and alert. No matter how much he hated it, he had to be standing when Jocelyn addressed him. No matter how tired, hungry or broken he was, Jason had to stand up like a soldier or an actual servant to her. Jocelyn walked up to his jar, wearing nothing but a towel covering her smooth and silky body that showed signs of her being in the shower. She wasn’t dripping wet or soaked but water droplets were scattered around the parts Jason could see. Her legs, arms and especially her face were covered in the droplets. He was frightened about what Jocelyn was going to do to him today but he had to accept it. He had no choice as no amount of begging would do any good. “Come on, you have a long day ahead of you.” Jocelyn laughed as she grabbed hold of the jar and tilted it upside down to allow the tiny Jason to fall right down into her waiting palm. Jason looked up as his owner simply smiled down on him, like a predator right before chomping down on their prey. All he could do was hope this wasn’t his last day alive. “Let’s see, there’s a few things I want down and no amount of complaining that ‘your arms are sore’ or whining that ‘you need food’. You get what I give you. If I choose not to feed you, you don’t complain one bit. Got it?” Jocelyn whispered down to Jason as if he was a child being scolded by his mother for doing wrong. The kind of scolding that was whispered, quiet but still just as intimidating. All he could do was nod.

“Good.” Jocelyn placed Jason’s jar down on her bed as she headed out, still wearing nothing but a towel as she headed over to the living room where she set Jason down as she bent down over him, further asserting her dominance over him. “I’m going to go get dressed and make my breakfast. It shouldn’t take long. Can I trust you to not escape again?” Jason had only tried to escape twice, once when he was brought here and another time when Jocelyn had knocked his jar to the ground while in her sleep. It was only three weeks into his sentence here so he still had some hope he was going to get out. He would’ve made it, had it not been for Candis who caught him, threatening to eat him alive for a bit before she tossed him back into Jocelyn’s shoes, blocking his path with a used sock she found on the floor. Since then, he’d given up all hope of escaping to the outside world. At least, on his own. “We made sure you can’t slip under the door, not even a gnat could get in here through there. Just stay there, or if you do run, I will find you and actually eat you this time. Got it?”

“Yes, Goddess Jocelyn, I will remain here until you give me a new command.” Jason heard himself talk, he sounded like an idiot or even worse, a machine waiting for it’s next task. But, that’s what he was. A tiny, living servant that’s only function was to await a new task.

“Mhmm. I’ll be back.” Jocelyn stood up as she tossed the towel off her body and let it fall down to the ground. This allowed the middle aged Jason to see all of her young and fertile body even if for the briefest moments as Jason instantly bowed down to her as a sign of further submission. No matter how much he wanted to just ogle at her beautiful body, several threats kept him from fulfilling his deepest desires. Even if the two sisters were merciless in their torture to him and his kind, his body didn’t mind as his body was shaking from sheer excitement. His mind and body were at constant war with one another as he tried to maintain his sanity.

“Yes, my goddess. I will remain here until you’re ready for me.” Jason said as he heard Jocelyn huff a demeaning sigh as he soon heard her powerful footsteps disappear from his location. Jason collapsed down on the table as he caught his breath, relaxing once more as he pondered what Jocelyn would have in store for him today. There was always going to be the usual of rubbing her feet as that was a daily occurrence at this point and her further teasing him by devouring her food in front of him with no scraps for him to even bother eating. Those were the two constants in Jason’s new life, something he just had to accept.

After a few moments, Jason was woken up from his brief nap to Jocelyn opening her bedroom door. Swiftly getting to his feet once more, he looked up and saw his goddess wearing a new outfit, something that he’d never seen her wear in all his months of being under her. It was a brand new athletic style outfit that was colored dark green. A bra-like top that covered her soft and supple breasts from praying eyes as well as exposed her smooth stomach that she took great pride in. Only second to her behind which she mentioned around every guy she talked to. Jason thanked every deity, god and higher power that neither sister had brought a guy over. Being degraded and humiliated by the two sisters was bad enough, he didn’t want a single other human here that could make his existence any more insufferable. Jason watched as Jocelyn spun around, flexing her muscles as well as tightening up her butt to further tease the poor micro. She knew what he wanted, and she did everything she could possibly do to tease him. 

“Don’t be afraid to admire your goddess, servant.” Jocelyn called out to Jason as she turned back around, heading over to the kitchen as she continued addressing him. “Today is a very special day for you, you know that? Today is actually the six month anniversary I’ve kept you. Your sense of time? Ruined. I could tell you tomorrow is Festivus and you’d probably believe me. Wouldn’t you?” Jason just remained quiet as even if he did respond, the odds of Jocelyn hearing him was slim as she started pulling out a pan or two, lighting the stove and pulling the ingredients out for her breakfast that would drown out his voice either way. “I figured you deserve something special for your continued service to me and sometimes my sister. I’ll give it to you after breakfast. Don’t worry too much.” Jocelyn spoke as she cracked some eggs into the pan that instantly started sizzling, bringing the delicious aroma to Jason. His stomach growled furiously as he remained still and quiet. 

After a few moments, Jocelyn returned to the couch with a plate of her breakfast. Setting the plate down mere inches from where Jason was standing, Jocelyn sat down and began digging into the food. A ham and cheese omelet which happened to be Jason’s favorite breakfast item before he was abducted away. Now, he had to watch as the giant teenager ate the entire thing that was massive to him in under a minute. He was just glad that Jocelyn decided to make her own food rather than make him her breakfast. But, when Jocelyn was done, he realized that wasn’t all for him. Jocelyn grabbed him with no warning and brought him to her mouth. Jason’s heart dropped as she opened up those terrifying jaws. But instead of dropping him deep inside, Jocelyn separated her lips, exposing only her sharp and crystal white teeth to the micro. He shivered as he knew what she wanted him to do. Grabbing a hold of a small chunk of the former breakfast item that was already long gone beyond Jocelyn’s throat and into her stomach. Jason grabbed hold of the yellow mess that was caught in between her teeth. He looked down at the egg mess he had in his hands, weighed his options and scarfed it down in a second. The moist and nasty feeling of the crumb sliding down was almost enough to make him gag but after a week of nothing to eat, he wasn’t getting picky at what he was eating or where it came from. 

Jocelyn flipped through the channels as she felt her servants' efforts to clean her teeth out, she propped her feet up on the table as she relaxed, further thinking of what she wanted to do to Jason today. It was always a great time thinking of new ways to make her servant’s life a living hell. On nights where she was bored of him, she’d toss him deep into one of her shoes if she just didn’t have the patience to deal with him. Other times if she was feeling excessively evil, she’d actually grab her sister's heavily used work shoes. Those red things had helped kill many of Jason’s fellow micros, both inside and outside and using them against Jason whenever he annoyed her even in the slightest. A couple hours in those was enough to break whatever rebellion or escape attempt he had in mind. Afterwards, he’d beg to be back with her and that’s exactly what she wanted from her faithful servant.

After several minutes of feeling him take chunks of food out of her teeth, Jocelyn finally took him away from her mouth and leaned over to drop him directly in front of her feet. Jocelyn wiggled and scrunched her feet around as she stretched to further relax. Smiling down on him, Jocelyn soon heard Candis up and awake. She must’ve been getting ready for work, she told Jocelyn that today was supposed to be a big day for her. A big game was supposed to bring plenty of tips as well as additions to her collection. Unlike her sister, Jocelyn was somewhat content with only having one micro to serve her. Even if he didn’t live up to all of her expectations, she kind of...appreciated having him around. Though if she was presented with a new, more devoted micro to serve her, she’d take them over her current servant any day. After all, she still needed to kill him in some way to be respected. Not by her sister, but by her own mother who counted the days until Jocelyn was eighteen to finally end a micro. Unfortunately, neither sister had the guts to tell their mother that Jocelyn actually kept her ‘first’ as this would just anger the already feared woman. But they both knew sooner or later, their mom was going to find out. And when she did, it was not going to end well for anyone. 

Down at Jocelyn’s feet, it could’ve been worse for Jason. For starters, she’d just gotten out of the shower so her feet didn’t make him want to gag but it was still beyond humiliating for the man to kiss and caress the teens feet but then again, he’d take this suffering over anything Candis would do to him. Just in his first night here, he’d already seen a woman get swallowed whole and a man get stepped on, all without a single ounce of remorse on her end. Jocelyn was a cruel mistress to Jason, but Candis would just toss him in her tanks or jars of other micros such as himself, just to be mixed in with her snack or sat on for her livestreams enjoyment. Jason let a lot of things about his new life go or not affect him but the thought of actual people not only watching Candis end micros in various ways but paying her to do so, it kept him up at night. Humans, maybe even other micros all donating to kill more micros from her collection. 

Jason tried not to think about it too much as he further massaged Jocelyn’s foot. It was still somewhat sweet from the shampoo she washed them with in the shower, so much more soothing than if she hadn’t. Feeling every crevice that Jocelyn’s feet had to offer, he heard soft moans coming from her end. As sick as it made him, he felt some sense of...accomplishment that he’d made this towering giant happy, even for the briefest moments. But through the moans, he heard one, distinct command.  

“Lick.”

Jason just sighed as he grabbed the flesh that was around him and began licking it as best he could. The sweet smell of the lotion didn’t translate well to taste. As clean as her feet appeared, down on Jason’s level, everything she’d stepped on in the apartment had stuck to her soles, making the taste sour and bitter. Mixed with the sweat that had already begun to pour out of her pores that were microscopic even to him, it made it even worse. His tongue went up and down on the massive flesh that was around him, hoping to please Jocelyn no matter how much it humiliated him to do so. After only a minute or so of licking Jocelyn’s soles, Jason’s tongue was ‘scarred’ by the nill taste of it all. Not the sour tastes of her feet after a long workout but not the best either. As he thought about, there was never a ‘good time’ to be at her feet.

Soon, Jason heard a bedroom door open up and instantly knew who it was: Candis. Although he never knew what the girls were doing on their day to day, today was ‘the big day’ as Candis wouldn’t shut up about it. He heard her massive footsteps coming up the hall and before long, she was almost right on top of him. Jason turned around for a brief moment to look at the massive sister who was dressed in her all blue uniform that was similar to a cheerleader's outfit. Short sleeve, short skirt and red shoes with no show socks to complete the outfit. As Jason was about to turn around to get back to work, he could’ve sworn he heard yells and cries coming from the very shoes Candis was wearing. As much as it sucked, he couldn’t do a single thing to help them. He was just one micro against two powerful human ‘goddesses’ that could end him and the ones he wanted to save before he could even realize it.

“See ya later, try not to spend all day having him lick your feet. It gets boring and since you won’t just kill him, there’s no real threat to his sorry ass.” Candis quickly said as she got to the door and looked at her sister who just rolled her eyes. “One of these days, he’s going to have to go. And if I have to get rid of him, you won’t get another hand out as your ‘first’. You’ll have to do it how I did it, how mom did it and how everyone else in our family’s done it!” Candis saw Jocelyn roll her eyes once more as Candis just left the apartment with a huff. Finally, she could do what she wanted since her shower.

“With the square gone, we can finally get the real party started.” Without much warning, Jocelyn retracted her feet away from Jason as she soon grabbed him to hold him once more in front of her face. “Your goddess will be right back, she just needs to grab a few things. I trust that you won’t run away, right?” Jason just nodded as he was soon lowered down onto the couch right near Jocelyn’s thigh as she stood up once more before heading back over to her room. What was a rough day was about to be much worse as nothing good was ever going to come from Jocelyn calling Candis a square. Both of them were dangerous to be around but when one psychopath called another one a square, things weren’t looking good for him.

“Alright little servant, here I come!” Jocelyn said as she made her back to the couch, this time she was holding a small bag of green leaves, a bong and a lighter. Jason’s heart sank as he knew what was going to happen. Jocelyn had never brought him into her drug usage before but she made it no secret around him that she did so. Things weren’t going well for the micro servant as Jocelyn had already taken a hit of the strange drug and smiled as the smoke bellowed out of her nose and mouth. Already, Jason could smell the drug’s smoke as it made its way around the apartment. He started coughing as his sense of balance was thrown into turmoil. “Morning dew really wakes me up better than coffee.” She then took another big inhale of the bong as she stood still for several seconds before letting it pour out from her mouth, the gray smoke filling up the room. “Great thing about it, it won’t even get me high. But you know who will get high from it?” Jason’s heart sank as Jocelyn got closer to the couch before taking another hit of it and before he could react, Jocelyn released the drug cloud onto the small man. He began to cough uncontrollably as the smoke began to fill into her tiny body. Worse than anything she normally threw at him, making him fall to his knees as the drug began to take its effect on him with Jocelyn just laughing like a school girl as she watched.

Jason coughed more and more as the smoke dissipated naturally with the effects still remaining. Lack of balance as every time he tried to stand up, he was met with crumbling legs and dizziness. All he could do was crawl as he looked up to see Jocelyn still standing over him, but this time her front wasn’t facing him. It was her rear. Jason tried to crawl away and escape but mixed with his exhaustion and the drugs now in his system, he couldn’t make it as far as he’d like to. As he looked up, it seemed that the massive ass of Jocelyn was coming down on him in slow motion. Maybe it was his adrenaline as the intensity of the situation began to overtake his mind or perhaps it was whatever drug Jocelyn doused him in that made it so. Either way, it wasn’t helping him no matter how much he hoped it would. It wasn’t as if he was suddenly granted super speed because of this, he was still stuck at his normal speed with Jocelyn’s ass coming down hard and fast, even when it was perceived in slow motion. There was one thing that could save him however, no matter how much he hated the idea. Any other place on or around her ass was certain doom. Under the cheeks, he’d slammed into paste and be her actual first. A life was a life, even if it was under a pair of cruel sisters. Getting sat on by one of them would ease his pain but at the last minute, he leaped as far as he could and hoped he landed in the right area.

Jocelyn sat down and relaxed on the couch with a big sigh, crossing her arms as she leaned back even further. She still felt some wiggling down there but not nearly enough as she figured but she wasn’t complaining. Sighing a bit as she continued to flip through the channels until she stumbled upon the news which usually both sisters would just skip but this one was different. The reporter was a tall blonde woman, dressed in a beautiful black dress with light brown nylons going all the length of her legs which was topped with a pair of bright red high heels. Jocelyn’s eyes widened as she looked down at the name of the reporter as well as the headline she was reading out.

 

‘Mia S. Hernandez: Terror in Micro Central!’

“Due be advised, this next story will be graphic for some.” Mia said as she folded her papers and prepared for her story. The story of her career is what many in office called it but to her, it was something else. Something that no one else could know about or risk losing everything she ever had. Her life, her job, her daughters. Speaking of which, the story she was about to unveil to her live audience was about one of them. Her oldest daughter, Candis was always a bit of a show off when she was growing up and now that she had moved out with her younger sister, things only got worse for her showboating. 

Ever since the two were in middle school, Mia had taught them both how to deal with the ‘bug people’ that crawled around them at every turn. She and her entire family believed them to be no more than pests that shouldn’t be allowed to be treated like humans. In fact, to demonstrate this, Mia abducted a micro woman off the street one day when the two were younger to show them how to deal with them, when they were older of course. She dropped the woman into her mouth and bit down on to the screaming woman, her blood going all over her mouth before she ended up swallowing the suffering woman who was now split in two. She remembered seeing their faces, one of horror and one of fascination. Candis said she couldn’t wait to have one go down her throat while Jocelyn was more than hesitant. Thinking back on it now, some years later, she should’ve been more strict with the two. After all, she had to pay a lot of people off to ‘erase’ Candis’ portion in her own story. Some were not in cash either.

“Here, we see several women consuming micros for fun. We were lucky enough to have a special informant from an anonymous source. This continues the worst micro abduction epidemic in recent history with more than three hundred micros going missing every week. Could this woman, whoever she is, be the soul culprit of all these abductions? We’ll let you know later tonight at eleven. This has been Mia Hernandez with NUTV, see you all soon.” Mia on the outside proclaimed herself to be everything but what she really was. She donated to micro charities, attended balls hosted by micro millionaires and did shows like this one to keep up her public appearance. Unlike her daughters, she was in the public eye very often so she couldn’t afford to be so ‘careless’ about her abductions for her very own collection. She had to make one at a time and not in the same place twice. She knew the law and knew if she ‘hunted’ in the same spots repeatedly, she’d get caught eventually. To avoid getting caught, Mia would sometimes travel hours outside the city to avoid getting caught. Some remote micro villages would all go missing, some ending up as mere snacks for Mia, others going in her shoes. While the rest would be saved for later ‘experiments’ Mia would do to them.

“That was great Mia! Poor bastards, what a terrible way to go. Eaten alive, I can’t wait till we nail whoever does this.” Mia’s assistant, Gillian was always a bit too into things especially when it involved the bugs that were at their feet. Seeing one hurt for Gillian was like the end of the world for her while for Mia, it was pure joy that she had to keep to herself unfortunately. One slip up and she’d be ostracized from everyone she knew. “Mia? You alright? Still thinking about that story huh?”

“Oh yeah, being around that story, thinking about it day and night. It gets me wondering what kind of...monster would do that to the poor innocent micros.” Mia’s words just made her want to  just start bursting with laughter but she remained professional as she continued to talk to Gillian. “That reminds me, I really need to go check on my girls, making sure they’re not getting involved in things like this. I’ll see you tomorrow, Gillian.”

“Bright and early, bye Mia!” 

Mia just sighed as she walked to her car, reaching for her phone in her purse as she made a call. Putting it up to her ear, she once more reached into her purse to pull out a small snack she kept in a glass vial with a micro man in it, screaming as he was exposed to the world after being trapped in Mia’s purse since she abducted him nearly two weeks ago. Staved and nearly on the verge of death, Mia purposely kept the ones in her purse like this to further demoralize them. The last jab before she finally ends them in the most painful ways she could think of. As she stepped out into the parking lot, Mia popped off the cap of the vial as she tilted it towards her awaiting mouth.

“No! Please!” Jarod screamed as loud as he could as the massive television anchor just peered down at him like he was nothing. Those haunting blue eyes left chills down his spine as he felt his ‘home’ begin to tilt towards the jaws of the giant human. He screamed but knew it was fruitless to do so. Since he was taken from his countryside home weeks ago, Jarod had seen this woman take vials of his family, friends and even his lover away to do dark things to them. Every time, he’d hear crunching, screaming and popping all while he was trapped in the vial along with so many others. His whole time, he’d been trapped in Mia’s purse getting mixed and tossed around as she went about her day. At one point, he and his friends were almost discovered when a redhead woman with freckles all around her face was grabbing something in the purse but ‘divine’ intervention stopped him from being liberated from this evil woman’s control. And now, he stared death in the face. Or the mouth as Mia’s teeth were fierce, sharp and had the potential to chew the poor micro in two without any effort. 

Mia then bit down on the micros skull, decapitating the poor man in an instant as she continued to wait for the other end to answer. She began chewing his skull into bits, letting the blood go everywhere in her mouth like a fruit gummy filled with its sweet contents. Mia smiled a bit as she tilted the vial once more and dropped the rest of the poor mans body into her jaws as she heard the phone be picked up. Skipping the chewing on the man’s body, Mia just tilted her head slightly back as she sent the body down her throat. She moaned slightly as she still felt the headless body twitching slightly as it made its way down her throat.

“Hello? Mom? What’s up?”

“My dear Jocelyn, how are you two?” Mia stepped into her car while she turned it in while listening to her youngest daughter.

“We’re good! Yeah. I just saw your show! It looked…good.” Jocelyn stood up as she snuffed out the joint as she tried her best to sober up as she continued to talk to her mother who was not the biggest fan of any drug. Jocelyn coughed for a bit as she tried her best to not sound like she was under the influence of Morning Dew for the past few hours. In fact, since Candis had left for work, Jocelyn hadn’t moved much. She still felt the occasional movement of her micro servant, Jason who was still trapped under her soft and voluptuis ass. Without a second to check on him, Jocelyn peeled him off her ass as she dumped him into the jar he called home.

“Jocelyn, I need to know. Are you two keeping up the family traditions?” Mia spoke as she leaned back in her seat while turning the car on, feeling the cool A/C hit her skin. She paid no attention to the two micro bodies on her dash that were now nothing more than inch tall jerky sticks. She’d left them baking in the hot sun from when she got to the station at four that morning to now, almost eleven hours of getting cooked alive. The two micros were once a couple before Mia abducted them from their home almost a month ago now. Mia just glanced over to look at the charred to a crisp bodies and what made her slightly surprised was the fact that even if she taped them apart from one another, both of them seemed like they had their hands extended out. Almost as if they were attempting to hold one another’s hand before they finally succumbed to the sheer heat of the sun on their tiny bodies. Mia disregarded that observation as she tore off one of the bodies off the dashboard and stuffed it into her mouth. “Don’t lie to me girly. I’m coming over tonight. I want to see how my favorite daughters are doing.” Mia took a bite of the crunchy micro corpse, the noise sounding exactly like a crisp potato chip. 

“Yes! That’ll be fun! Candis gets off in a couple hours. How about seven tonight?” Outside, Jocelyn tried to seem confident to not only her mother but her own servant. His whole time here, he'd never seen her scared or anything of the sort. With their mom? Both sisters feared her and soon, every micro in the apartment was going to learn they’d much rather die in one of the sisters' shoes than to be ended by their mother. 

“Good. Tell Candis not to be late. I expect her to be there when I arrive.” With that, Jocelyn just headed a dial tone as she was visibly shaking as she grabbed Jason’s jar and headed over to her room. She knew this day would come but she hoped it would be further down the line. Taking a small glance over at the jar, she knew the second her mom found out she still hadn't killed her first micro, things were going to get complicated. She did toy with the idea of ending him but something in her kept that thought at bay. Maybe it was a weakness to not want to end him, that she’d built up a ‘bond’ of some sorts with him. Though it wasn’t the most painless and love filled relationship, Jocelyn would like to have thought of it as a queen and her favorite servant. There was no formal or emotional attachment like that with a friend or even a pet, she mainly saw him as a slave in most cases. She never saw him as nothing more than something that was less than hersat on her bed, hands to her face as she thought of places to hide him. Under her bed was too easy. An idiot would look there first. Then she looked up and saw the perfect place to hide her servant, her topside storage above her closet. Grabbing a hold of the jar, she slid the door open as she placed it right inside. Surrounded by long forgotten shoes that haven’t seen use since she was a freshman in high school, Jocelyn felt confident this was a good spot for him. She took a breath as she started to get things ready for their mom’s arrival. Things were not going to be easy tonight.

Candis stepped up the stairs of her apartment building as she was absolutely exhausted. No matter how many micros she ate, stepped on or shoved in random places around her body, she had a long day. What started out as a good day to make some money quickly became the worst day of recent memory for her. The micro sections were carefully watched by her managers meaning less and less opportunities to grab them to stuff into her satchel. After she snatched the snooty couple, she couldn’t grab any more which just added to the suck that was today. She couldn’t down a couple micros in the back during a quick ‘break’. She couldn’t change out the insoles she kept in from this morning. Her body was aching as she walked to the door. She just wanted to take everything off, relax by downing a couple beers with more than a handful of micros mixed in before she’d pass out for the night. No stream tonight, she just wanted some personal time with some micros that she’d ‘glue’ to her body as she slept. 

Candis was about to open the door of the apartment until her sister opened it abruptly. Shocking her, Candis was about to start scolding her younger sister until Jocelyn spoke up first. 

“Mom’s coming. Get inside, get ready because she’ll be here any minute.” Jocelyn grabbed hold of her sister as she was pulled inside quickly. Both of them went cold as they looked at each other. It wasn’t looking good for either of them. Their mother was focused on just ending micros in either swift ways rather than to keep dozens or hundreds of them at a time. Both of them knew it and tried to avoid the question as best they could when she did come over. Back then, Candis’ collection was minimal with only a dozen or so micros at a time. Their mother wasn’t the biggest fan of it but she allowed it to continue on the pretense that the both of them would go through them at a decent pace. Now with Candis’ collection at nearly ten times what it was when their mom last visited, it wasn’t going to be a fun night.

“Mom’s coming over? And you didn’t think to call me, telling me this? You know what she’ll say when she sees my room?” Candis walked over to her room down the hall as she grabbed a couple empty jars that were on a table and vials from her pouch to begin saving as many micros as she could. Kicking off her shoes, she didn’t even bother checking inside as she hadn’t felt any movement since the day started. She’d just assumed that both micros had perished underneath her feet after the day she had. And she was partially right on her assumption in thinking both had died. Quincy had died when Candis hugged her friend Kali but Perrin on the other hand had survived. Through most of the day, she’d been unconscious and had ended up in the best possible positions she could hope to be in. The second Candis discarded her nasty, sweat ridden shoe was the moment Perrin was freed from her prison.

Perrin was startled awake as she looked around her environment and she was essentially blinded from the hours she was squashed beneath Candis’ footsteps. The sweat had built up around her face to build something like a blind fold for the micro woman. She tried pulling it off her face but soon found it was stuck there, at least for the time being. Letting that go, she then realized what else surviving a certain doom was like. In her weeks since being abducted by the deranged waitress, she’d never seen anyone come out of her shoes alive. One man in the jar she called a home suggested that red from her shoes was the blood of her victims. A remark that Perrin once saw as dramatic but after being faced with death on several occasions in this shoe alone, she started to believe this idea.

Another hazard Perrin had to endure was the heat and stench of the shoe she was trapped inside. Thinking she made it through the whole day underneath the monsters known as Candis’ feet was something that didn't seem real at all. By all metrics, she should be dead. If not from the weight and pressure of Candis standing on her but from inhaling the stench all day. Even now, her lungs and throat were still recovering from being around what would be considered garbage. Even if she somehow escaped, she knew she would have permanent respiratory problems. On top of a bit of PTSD from being around human women that thoroughly enjoyed killing her kind. She coughed and coughed as she was on her hands and knees, crawling to what she’d hope would be the exit. Even though she was temporarily blind, she was able to hear exceptionally well. Outside of the dank and putrid prison, she could hear her capturers arguing on the other side of the filthy fabric. As much as she wanted to avoid them, she followed the voice as she continued to crawl.

After a bit of crawling, the sweat blindfold seemed to disintegrate off of her face, allowing the micro woman to see once more. She was thankful as she finally saw the light of the room that was a prison within a prison. Perrin  stood up for the first time since she was stuffed inside the shoe and although her legs were wobbly, she conquered it as she ran to the edge of the mouth to peak at what she was going to expect to immediately see a pair of socked feet a couple yards away from the entrance of the shoe. She was thankful that the pair of feet were facing the other way, and not facing her as she knew it’d mean certain death if either sister found her. As much as she just wanted to leave this cursed apartment, she was temporarily trapped here for just a little bit longer. She just had to be patient, no matter how much the smell was starting to get to her. No matter how much it scared her to remain in the very shoe she was trapped in, she just had to remain still enough for both sisters to not notice her. Perrin didn’t know what Candis would do to survivors of her long days and she didn’t exactly want to find out.

“Why the hell didn’t you tell me sooner? My god Jocelyn, you know what she’ll do to the both of us when she sees these!” Candis was a nervous wreck for the first time in many months. She tried to keep her composure around the micros trapped in her room, to make their belief that she was infallible more concrete but now with the threat of their mother coming over, she started to panic a bit leaving her collection confused as she grabbed several jar of micros and stuffed them in the very back of her closet, completely ignoring her rank work shoes. After the day she had and the night she was about to have, she didn’t have time to pay any mind to the shoes she’d just removed. 

“If I knew she was coming over tonight, I would have told you. How do you think I feel? I had to flush my Morning Dew down the toilet and hide my servant!”

“Ok shut it. We’re both in trouble with her no matter what. Let’s just hope and pray she doesn’t peep around our rooms. Otherwise….”

“Yeah I know. I guess we should get things ready, I did say we’d make dinner for her.” Jocelyn said sheepishly as she followed her sister down the hall and towards the kitchen. 

“Of course, dinner. How about Grandma Whitney’s sweet and spicy tacos? I think we have everything for it. Let’s just hope she doesn’t notice the lack of charred micro. I don’t think I could do that. Too bloody.” Though the both of them were cruel demons to those micro unfortunate enough to be found by them, the things their family did was beyond what either sister would think of. Ripping them in two, throwing them in acid to melt them alive to use whatever was left to make the ‘perfect’ shade of red for her toes. Their mother called it ‘Deadly Red’ and when the two were younger, it’d freak them out. It still did to this day. The worst they did to their micros was eat them alive, crush them or send them into their shoes during a long day. Neither of them could think or even want to do the kinds of things their mother did to micros. 

The minutes ticked by as the sister waited not so patiently for their mom to arrive, they were both lost in thought. Candis was shaking furiously as she looked at the door, just waiting for her to step inside. She knew as soon as she opened her bedroom door, she’d be furious. And Jocelyn’s situation wasn’t any better. She had not only not killed Jason numerous times when she had the chance to but fed him, kept him safe and actively avoided ending his miserable life. It wasn’t like she cared about him, she just...liked him more than any other micro she could have. Perhaps deep down, she was conflicted. Sure, she could grab any micro off the street and they’d do the same jobs she’d have Jason do but….she grew attached to him. 

Then the door started to open, making both girls stand up front their sitting positions as the time had come. Little did both girls know, during their haste to clean everything up and make dinner, the two had missed a lone micro woman that had slipped through the cracks and she was mere inches from the front door. Perrin was lucky that neither sister had noticed her. All she had to do was wait by the doormat until someone opened the door. She was frightened but soon the nightmare would be over. She was so close to freedom, she could practically feel the cool, refreshing air touching her face. She was mere inches from escape, she was probably going to be the first micro to do such a thing. Perrin was going to be the woman who would bring an end to the sister's foul and sadistic toruture of her people. All she had to do was wait.

Suddenly the door was opened and Perrin, without even thinking, attempted to make a run for it, not even thinking of who exactly was coming into the apartment but she figured anyone was going to be better than the sisters she’d been forced to serve and die for. Perrin ran as fast as her little legs could take her, she was solely focused on the freedom she was about to have. She could see her family again, see her boyfriend that had been missing her since she ‘disappeared’ all those weeks ago. All that kept her distracted from what was right in front of her. As she was running towards the outside world, she didn’t even take into account what was around her. With a swift crashing downwards, a near perfect white running shoe which Perrin ran head first into. Stunned only for a moment, she stood up to see the piercing eyes of the person she bumped into. Surprisingly, the woman she’d ran into had not only heard and felt her, she was actively looking down at her. Her blue eyes were haunting as her dirty blonde hair was by far the most striking aspect of her. This just sent a torrent of emotion through Perrin’s body. Even the evil sisters didn’t have a look of evil like this. Perrin wanted to run but was frozen in place from the fear. From the dread of it all. She wasn’t ready when the massive fingers of the woman reached down to her. She could only scream for help as maybe someone walking by would hear her cries. But that was quickly snuffed out as the woman shut the door behind her, sealing her inside once more.

“Alright, who’s the idiot that let this maggot piece of filth escape?” Mia spoke with such harsh words as both of her daughters stood up as they saw the micro she had in her hand. Although she couldn’t exactly remember where she’d put that one this morning, Candis recognized the micro. It was hers for sure and she wasn’t certain how this one had managed to get past her or Jocelyn but here was her mother, holding onto a micro that had nearly escaped. 

“I don’t know Mom, I don’t know how that thing got out.” Those words or more specifically, the word ‘Mom’ haunted Perrin’s soul greatly. That’s all she heard was the word ‘mom’ from the woman who had ended so many micros under her as well as inside her. What was once her salvation or supposed salvation, now became so much worse than she could possibly imagine. All Perrin could do was scream her tiny head off from sheer fright as the more mature woman clenched her fist around her tiny body.

She was completely and utterly fucked.

“You don’t know how one of your micros got out? God you two, I came here for something else entirely but it’s clear that both of you need a good talking to in how to deal with these things.” Mia went over to the corner where she kicked off her shoes as she continued to address her daughters. “I saw your livestreams, Candis. You know how I found out? It showed up on my desk last week and my boss wanted me to show you, your livestream and everything you’ve ever done. Thank god he didn’t see the resemblance but I managed to convince him in more ways than I care to admit to get him to censor everything. And guess why I did that?” Mia walked over to an empty seat on the couch that was right in between where the sisters were sitting while still having the escapee in her hand. “Don’t think I’m not here for you too, Jocelyn. Tell me, how did you kill your first? Hmm? Swallow them? Crush them? Throw them in a blender?” Mia leaned close to her youngest daughter as she still had Perrin wrapped tightly in her fist. She then whispered into her ear, something that sent a chill down her daughter’s spine. “I know you still have yours.” Jocelyn’s face went white as she tried to think of something to say to her mother but knew she had her dialed in.

“Ho-How do you know? I swallowed him the day Candis brought him.”

“I’m not an idiot. I’ve been doing this longer than the two of you have been alive. I can tell what a rookie that hasn’t tasted blood yet looks like.” Mia grabbed hold of Jocelyn’s cheeks as she squished them together. “If your grandmother was here, the lashing she’d give all of us would be immense. But especially you, with your ‘petting zoo’. Disgusting.” Mia always saw her daughters as ‘soft’ on the micros that they interacted with. In high school, she had to finish off the popular micro girls that Candis had taken since neither of them had the guts to kill them even after what they’d done to them. Mia was disappointed that day but she’d hoped that the girls would grow into being merciless gods to the insects that lived below them. But she knew how it felt growing up like that. Her mother was more ruthless than she ever was. Her favorite way of disposing of the micros she caught was tossing them in acid and then using what was left to create her makeup. This terrified Mia but she did eventually outgrow that fear of it. Even inspired Mia’s own way of using the melted up corpse of a micro. “But we first have to deal with this little escape artist. Come, sit, the both of you. Allow me to show you what a real predator does to things that escape.”

Mia peeled off her socks as she let her feet breath after being trapped in her running shoes and then before that, her high heels. Needless to say, they were begging to be let out of their captivity. She sighed in relief as she wiggled her toes freely as she propped them up on the coffee table nearby, allowing both of her daughters to look at her toes with bright pink nail polish that showed signs of wear and tear. Mia then reached behind her with her spare hand to reach into her purse to pull out a small rubber band that she used as a means of keeping the micro vials sealed in case they escaped one too many times while in her purse. Mia then turned her attention to Perrin who was still in shock as she now traded one villain for another. One who was already far worse than Candis ever was with her. Mia expertly maneuvered around Perrin’s will to resist as she carefully tied the rubber band around her legs and placed her on her big toe that was in desperate need of trimming. Something Mia intended to do right now. With Perrin’s legs hanging on the side of her big toe, Mia smiled as she looked at Candis.

“Since you caused this in not making sure she’s dead, I’m going to have you do the honors. Get a pair of toe nail clippers. Get it in the next ten seconds or I swear…” Mia didn’t need to say anything more as Candis quickly ran over to the bathroom as she grabbed the clippers and headed back to her seat on the couch right next to her mother. She anxiously waited for what her mother had planned for the micro that had broken loose. Though, the more she thought about it, the more and more she knew exactly where and maybe when this one had escaped. Her shoes, she didn’t even bother to check for survivors because most of the time, they’d get crushed or just suffocated from the stench around them. She wasn’t fully on board with this idea at first but the more she thought about it, the more she was excited to see her mother in action again. It got her excited to see a micro of hers getting tortured by her mother’s hands.

Perrin was trapped as she had gone from escaping one pair of feet to another. Except this time, it seemed as though her attacker knew exactly how to handle micros like her. All the pounding in the world couldn’t save her as the more mature woman trapped her on her big toe with her legs hanging off of the edge. As soon as she heard about the clippers, she got nervous, even more than she did when Candis brought her here. She knew she was going to die here, she just didn’t imagine anything like this to happen to her.

“Watch carefully girls, I’ll only get one chance to do it. At least to this one.” Mia grabbed the nail clippers as she went opposite of how she normally would cut her toes, with her starting out at her pinkie toe. She did this to add even more fear in the small woman as she clipped her nails slowly and methodically. The sounds of the hard as a rock nails being cut was surely scaring the micro woman even more than anything her daughters would do. Mia smirked as she let the nail clippings drop down on the coffee table below. She was revealing in the fear she was instewing into the heart of the small woman. With each nail that fell, Mia was getting closer to Perrin. She was struggling against the rubber band but it was fruitless to fight it. Perrin just had to accept her death. That was until Mia finally got to the nail she was on. She screamed out, begging for one of them to intervene. 

“Please, don’t do this! I’ll be good! I’ll be a good slave, please Candis! Don’t let her do this!” Perrin screamed out as she saw nothing but blank faces from the sisters as the sharp blades were mere centimeters from her legs. She just held her breath as she saw Mia’s thumb gripping the lever. It acted as more of a guillotine than anything else and it sent chills down Perrin’s tiny spine. Then, it came down hard and fast.

Clash!

In less time it took her to blink, Perrin had lost both of her legs. She was in utter shock of what had just happened and it didn’t seem real at first. But it was real, as real as things could get as she saw her own blood splashed onto her blades. She shook with pain as her brain realized what had just happened to her. The immense pain of getting her legs cut off was finally registering to her. All she could do was scream out in agony as she was released from her bondage of the rubber band. 

“And that’s how you stop one of these things from escaping. Cut off their legs. Now, get off my toe, maggot.” Mia simply flicked her toe and sent the now leg less Perrin down to the floor. All the girls heard was screams as the micro was sent down to the floor where she landed directly in front of Candis’ foot. The same foot that she’d escaped from through sheer luck and will alone. The smell was intense as she tried to sit up but was far too weak from the blood loss. All she could do was wait for her inevitable death. Either from blood loss or getting stepped on.

“Candis, take care of this worm. Jocelyn and I have to deal with her issue next.” Mia and Jocelyn stood up as they headed over to her room, leaving Candis to finish the job of rectifying her mistake. She smiled greatly as she saw her beg and attempt to crawl away. She was less than her, even more than what she already was to her. 

“Oh bug, all you had to do was die in my shoe and this whole thing could’ve been avoided. Now look at you. Legs are gone, you at my feet with no one to help you.” Candis stood up as tall as she could as she positioned herself to be standing above Perrin, to have her right in between her bare feet. “You want to know what's the worst of it all? If there had been anyone else coming through that door, you would’ve escaped. Toppled us, brought us down. You could’ve saved every one of your friends but guess what? You fucked up. Next time, die in a shoe like the rest of them!” Candis raised her foot in anger as she looked down at the small woman. She was cursing her out.

“Fuck you bitch, you’re nothing but an off brand whor-” 

SLAM!

Candi’s foot was sent down to the ground at lightning fast speeds, fast enough that Perrin didn’t even react to the foot coming down. Not a peep as all Candis felt now was the blood of the once former micro dripping around her toes. Candis shook with glee as she ended what could’ve been a monumental leak. Her heart was pumping as she imagined the excitement that micro had. The feeling of freedom must’ve been so alluring to her, so close yet so far. Taking in a deep breath, Candis sat down on the couch while propping her feet up. One sole blood covered and the other was nearly clean. She knew she had to shut down her streams, her mother would kill her if she didn’t. All that lost money, gone. She’d have to go completely dark, at least when it came to online killings of micros. The only good thing was she could still kill and torture micros in private which made everything just a little bit better. 

“Alright, where is it? Where is your little pet you’re so keen on keeping or do I have to go searching for the little bastard myself? If I do, I will reign down hellfire like you’ve never seen before.” Mia intimidated her youngest daughter as they stepped inside her room where Mia saw the obvious signs of ‘keeping’. All of her shoes had the unmistakable look of swirls that were near microscopic to the normal eye but Mia’s were more perceptive. Those swirls were the markings of a small tongue at work. “So you kept the thing your sister gave you and used it in ways to suit your needs. Cleaning your shoes, probably massaging your tired body. Nothing I ever taught you to do with these things. Kill and torture. Not to keep as pets or servants.”

Jocelyn just held her tongue as she stood on her tiptoes as she reached for the upper closet storage to grab Jason’s jar. In the time he’d been sealed in here, he’d taken time to sleep once more, this time in near complete darkness. At first he might’ve been scared but knew the sisters were the worst thing in this apartment. She trapped him in here, thinking she was torturing him in a new way. He hadn’t heard much since he had miraculously survived being sat on for hours at a time. He was barely conscious as she sealed him in the storage. But now, as a massive hand reached around the jar, he knew it was time for ‘playtime’ to begin once again. Or at least, that’s what he thought was happening as the jar was quickly tilted upside down, letting him and whatever ‘belongings’ he had to fall onto an awaiting palm. 

“Mom, please. Just let me keep this one. He’s been a great servant to me and sometimes Candis.”

“Don’t involve your sister in your fuck up. I’m letting you both off easy today by helping you both with your ‘problems’. Besides, you got a few choices in ways you can get rid of this...thing. Your sister’s first was a weak girl that she took off a college campus. She’s lucky she didn’t get caught. You know what she did with her first?” Jocelyn held Jason close to her chest as her mother continued her small story. “She tossed her in her tired and worn out shoe right before a long run. Bitch must’ve suffered so much before she finally popped. So what is it going to be. Because I’m not leaving until you kill that little fucker.”

“Umm...let’s see.” Jocelyn looked at Jason in her hand and even though she’d treated him like nothing, she still felt some sort of way about him. This was it. This was going to be the moment she would end her servant’s life. For the first time, he looked at her with certainty. Jason had long accepted his fate and unlike Perrin or any one of Candis’ micros, had only tried to escape once. That day was the day he accepted he was going to die here. Hearing the two giants talk about his imminent demise didn’t phase him one bit. He’d seen things that even if he was let out, he wouldn’t be the man that was brought here all those months ago. “I could….eat him alive? Would that be good?”

“Whatever suits you. Just do it already.” Jocelyn nodded as she looked at her mother. Taking a deep breath, she quickly brought her palm to her mouth and dropped Jason into her mouth once more. She didn’t feel any wiggling or hear any screams coming from her jaws which surprised her greatly. She’d really broken that micro so much that the inevitable death didn’t cause him to panic one bit. She opened her jaws slightly to show her mother that Jason was in fact in her mouth to which she nodded in solidarity. Jocelyn closed her lips and swallowed deeply as a means of sending the poor Jason down to the pits of her stomach in one gulp. In one swift motion of the tongue and several other muscles with a bit of gravity thrown in, Jason was sent tumbling down Jocelyn’s throat without much of word as he made his way down the esophagus of the soon to be blooming woman. With the body of a micro now within her and soon to be a part of her, Jocelyn would soon see the world differently. Just like her mother, sister and other family members before her.

“Open up. I can’t trust you didn’t put him against your cheek.” Jocelyn opened her mouth and allowed her mother to take a look for the micro that was once inside it. He was now heading down to her stomach. A one way trip for sure. “Congratulations Jocelyn. You actually swallowed that thing. I’m proud of you, but you better not let him out once I leave. I will know and it won’t be pretty either. Not like this visit was.” Jocelyn just laughed as she put her hand on her stomach as she felt the arrival of her once favorite servant. 

“Don’t worry, I won't let him out. He feels too good there. Though I do kind of feel like…more.” Mia smirked as she embraced her daughter. Though she didn’t take out her little ‘pet’ the way she would have, she did show the attitude of a predator. A beginner but it was a start as she felt Jason start to actually struggle against her stomach. He’d reached the lower pits of her body’s digestive system. She wondered to herself as her mother left her room satisfied why she hadn’t done this sooner. Jocelyn felt the kicks, punches and other bouts of panic that Jason was now dealing out to her. And she was loving every single second of it. Feeling something, someone that was alive trapped inside of her. Digesting and soon to be one with her body. It sent all the right chills down her spine as she headed over to her bed to collapse face down. She closed her eyes for a split second before looking at the jar that she’d tossed on the floor. She then remembered the collection of micros that was mere feet away from her, the same collection her sister had. 

There was now a new predator that was about to hit the town. Jocelyn sat up and grabbed the jar, looking at it and remembering the inhabitant that once lived in it for so many months. As much as she appreciated Jason’s efforts to please her by massaging her feet, cleaning her shoes along with whatever other thing she had him do, what she realized was that no matter how much he did to please her, being a meal was the best thing he’d ever done for her. An evil smile rolled across Jocelyn’s face as she stood up, holding the jar as she wanted to just head out right at that very moment to begin her own collection. 

 

“Watch out you micro fucks, a new hunter is about to hit the town.”

Candis moved on the dance floor like there was no tomorrow, slamming her feet down on the ground as she was trying her best to crush a poor micro bartender who had ‘accidently’ fallen into her high heel. At first, she thought it was a rock but she quickly recognized the feeling of a micro fighting for life. Had she been just a little less sober and not downed multiple micros already, she might’ve just grabbed the bartender from her shoe and eaten them from there. Swallowing scared micros was always a favorite of Candis’. Every time she went to this mixed sized nightclub that was for the most part, members only, she’d always find willing micros to be taken home with her. Of course, they never made it back to the apartment. Candis either stuffed them in her shoes or swallowed them in the bathroom with her drink. No matter what they said before the inevitable, they always panicked. Begging to be let go but Candis couldn’t take the chance in them ratting her out.

Candis loved the dark rhythms of the music, feeling every beat as she danced on strangers, with some of people’s drinks going everywhere. Not that anyone cared. It was Saturday night and she wanted to just let loose. After the week she had, she needed this R&R. Her mother visited to scold them and forced Jocelyn to actually kill her first. Then there was stress at work, cracking down on the micro booths with management even putting cameras to watch if a table disappeared. It made things stressful to say the least and popping a few micros under foot was worth it. She even popped the micro bartender when she jumped up to the final beat of her favorite song. By the end of things, she was exhausted. She headed over to the sides to grab a quick drink where she saw a familiar face, eyeing the other side of the club. The micro side of things. Candis wiggled her toes and licked her lips as she saw the literal hundreds of micros on the other side of the glass. She wanted to break inside, steal as many as she could before she was arrested. 

“Candy, haven’t seen you in a while. Especially not here. Something must be really wrong if you’ve come here to do your, what do you call it? Hunting?” The woman had dark, jet black hair as she sipped on her drink, watching the crowd from beyond the glass much like Candis was before.

“Relax, just having some fun. Home and work have been a bit stressful. Why are you asking anyway, I can’t be here anymore? Not welcome to Peaches’ fun house anymore?”

“You know I have no problem with you or your family’s….dealings with micros. I just think you can be a little bit liberal with how many you have at a time. You don’t need a hundred sitting in your room at once.” Chelsea or ‘Peaches’ as her friends knew her as was a bit of a micro collector as well, like the Hernadez sisters. She even used to be a part of Candis’ friend group where they’d collect as many micros as they could before they’d get caught. That was until Chelsea began to become ‘softer’ to the micros that she caught. She even fell for one who was sitting in the VIP section of the micro part of the club, talking to another micro. Chelsea was adamant she hadn’t gone soft but her last kill was years ago. Of all the micros she caught since, all of them had been released with some of them even coming back for seconds or even thirds. Chelsea rebranded herself as a human who would ‘kidnap’ micros, figure out what excited them the most only to release them a few hours later. Some micros tried to hide this fact about them but eventually, they all cracked and gave in to their wildest desires. 

“You know, me and my sister are going to work out tomorrow, you should come by. You know she ate her first last week.” Candis’ speech started to slur up a bit as she downed another drink, thankfully without a micro in it. She already had enough of them squirming around in her stomach to last the rest of the night. 

“Thanks Candis but I think I have a job to do tonight.” Chelsea felt the unmistakable ring of her micro lover, Karla. Even though the beats of the music, she heard it clear as day. She walked off as she left Candis to her own devices, hoping she wouldn’t have to find her arrested from attempted abduction of a micro, even though that was the least of her crimes.

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“Candis! Wake up you drunk, we’re gonna be late!” Jocelyn yelled out as she tossed a pillow at her still half drunk sister. “Do you even remember what today is? I knew I shouldn’t have let you go drinking. We have an appointment with mom’s assistant. Remember? Or do I have to go alone?”

Candis just groaned as she had an intense headache from her hours of drinking last night. She was there at Lush til almost three in the morning and here she was, getting yelled at by her younger sister as she tried her best to stand up straight. Her head was banging as she quickly stood up to meet her sister’s eyes. “Ho-how long till our appointment? An hour? Yeah, I think I can sober up in an hour.”

“It’s in twenty minutes. Now get up and get dressed, I don’t want to be late.” Jocelyn walked over to the bed and almost forced Candis to stand up as she slapped her wide awake. Candis’ eyes widened as she fully recovered from her drunken stupor. “And make sure to bring plenty of these things. I have a few ideas for what we can do with them.” Before her sister could slap her back, Jocelyn had already left the room but not before grabbing hold of a couple of micros who were also barely up and were only awoken due to the commotion the sisters caused. Candis just groaned as she stood up, grabbed a jar of micros and downed them all in a split second. Candis by this point just wanted to skip the appointment they had with their mom’s assistant, Gillian. She’d spent all night drinking and partying but she knew her sister would be pissed and never shut up about the opportunity they had here. The opportunity to not only get a workout and kill a few micros while doing so but to also bring a girl completely unaware of their intentions in on all the killings she would be involved with.

The sisters had actually met Gillian a few times, and every single time, she’d always talk about her boyfriend who was a micro. It seemed as though that was the only thing she’d talk about. That or how much she loved the micro people. It disgusted the sisters as well as Gillian’s boss, their mother. So when Gillian called the sisters several days ago about wanting to hang and work out, Mia took the opportunity to spice things up a bit. Under orders, the girls were to have Gillian be the end of dozens of micros, all without her knowing they were even there. It was a well deserved punishment for the naive girl who would never shut up about the plight of the micros that the Hernadez family routinely killed for enjoyment, food or even pleasure going back generations. Doing this to an unsuspecting victim was common way back when but it started to dwindle down as the only few practicing this taboo art were the sisters and their mother. It was time to bring new ways to torture the micros that both girls had abducted. With Candis bringing three jars of micros and Jocelyn only bringing one as she hadn’t gotten to the same level as her sister had, along with a few other select items that would help them in the long run, the sisters had quite the day ahead.

“Do you have everything ready to go already, Jocie?” Candis yelled as she slid into her skin tight yellow yoga pants before putting on her black no-show socks. She could already feel the rumbling in her stomach as the micros were fighting against a beast that had killed more of their kind than they could count. Candis lived for that feeling of punches in her stomach, especially in the morning. Eating one was like a cup of coffee but eating a jar full was enough to sober her up in less than a minute. Candis coughed slightly as she reached for her running shoes, smelling the terrible stench that her feet had embedded into them. Hours upon hours of working out in the bright green shoes had made sure those shoes always reeked of her toxic feet. Much like her red work shoes, her workout shoes were feared greatly by the collection of micros she had in her room.

“Yeah, just waiting on you.” Jocelyn responded back as Candis put on a matching sports bra, allowing her stomach to be shown off to the world. The smooth, tanned stomach that hid a terrible secret, one that only the micros inside her would ever know. Her friends, co-workers and complete strangers would never know the horror that went on inside of her. “Fifteen minutes, Canids.” 

“I’m coming, I’m coming.” Candis yelled as she grabbed hold of three jars and dumped them in her gym bag where she had the other items they would need. Heading out, she blew a kiss to the remaining micros in her collection. Zipping it up, she closed her door and met her sister in the living room, still recovering from her night out drinking.

“Ugh, drunk ass.”

“At least I got one. Maybe if you ate more of the little freaks, you’d grow one. Now come on, we’re already late because you let me go out drinking.” Jocelyn watched as her sister headed out the door. She wanted to call back to her but saw no point in debating it, especially in public. Jocelyn just rolled her eyes as she followed her sister out the door to begin their day at the gym.

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“What was her name again? Gia, Gretta, Gabriella?” Candis asked as they stepped inside the almost empty gym with the only habitant being the clerk that was barely paying any mind to the sisters as they headed inside. She was solely focused on her phone and only gave a slight nod to the sisters. Not many people would be here at seven am except for the sisters and their soon to be unwitting accomplice. It was the perfect spot for them to work out and chow down on the hordes of micros Candis had kept which Mia wanted cut in half by the time she returned. Or else she’d take them to make her famous micro jerky. Which was a waste of micros, at least in Candis’ opinion.

“Gillian. Come on, let’s get started. She should be here any minute now.” Jocelyn said as reached into her sister's bag and pulled out a jar of about seven micros, all begging to be let free which wasn’t going to happen anytime soon. Jocelyn loved hearing the screams from the jar as held it like a child holding their favorite toy. “What were you thinking? Treadmill, weights, and what else?” Jocelyn asked as she also grabbed the black tape from the bag.

“Just the treadmill for now. Try to spread the little bastards out evenly on them. I wanna make sure we all get some kills on those things.” Candis stretched a bit as she no longer felt the rumbling in her stomach any more. A disappointment to be sure but not one she didn’t expect to happen. Most of the time, micros didn’t last very long in human stomachs. Ten maybe fifteen minutes at the very most but she didn’t need to worry, they brought more than enough to share amongst themselves and even Gillian when she was feeling thirsty enough. For that, Candis had a special idea but for now, she kept that a secret. Hidden away for later. 

“Alright. You got the lipstick?” Jocelyn asked as she watched Candis reach into her pocket to pull out a stick of black lipstick. Jocelyn smiled as she was content for now. She headed off to the treadmills as she watched her sister head over to the locker rooms. Jocelyn shook the jar occasionally to wake the micros inside if they were going to sleep, thinking this was just a nightmare they could wake up from. In their minds, they honestly didn’t think a nineteen year old girl like her would abduct  anyone. That was the camouflage they used when taking micros for these experiments. Act innocently, strike when the opportunity arises to snatch either a single micro or if they were lucky, a group. As Jocelyn headed over to the treadmills to begin their plans, she was unaware she had a special micro in her jar of wonders and if she had known, she’d definitely have bigger ideas for him than what she planned on doing to him.

That micros name was Dustin. He was twenty four, had a good job working downtown at the local mixed size clinic and had an amazing human girlfriend. And that girlfriend was none other than the same girl the sisters had their day planned around. Gillian. Jocelyn had accidentally taken him the night before right after he got off work. Dustin just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time and no amount of screams, pounds or begging would stop what was about to happen. 

“This can’t be happening! She’s gonna kill us, isn’t she?” Dustin cried out as he watched in fear as Jocelyn made her way over to her destination. He tried to use his phone to perhaps call Gillian to save him like she had before on more times than he’d care to admit but was stopped when Jocelyn snatched up any way to communicate with the outside world. Phones, watches or anything that the girls thought the micros could use to call out for help. They were trapped with them no matter how hard they fought. 

Dustin along with the rest of the occupants began to break down as Jocelyn reached the place where the sisters and Gillian would begin their workout. And where the micros in the jar would meet their ends. The treadmills. Jocelyn knelt down on the ground as she uncapped the jar and grabbed the first micro who was a scared as hell blonde woman. Jocelyn smiled as she placed her down on the black tread of the machine. Before she could get up and escape the horrible woman, Jocelyn slapped a good amount of black tape on top of her. She struggled a bit as Jocelyn merely smiled down at her, taking some more tape to ensure she wasn’t going anywhere, placing it all around the small woman’s legs to further prevent her from escaping. She then reached for the black lipstick and began to smear it all over what was still visible of the young woman’s body. After careful smearing the black substance on the micro, Jocelyn admired her work and smiled. Even she could barely see the woman on the treadmill which just made the illusion even better. Standing up, now Jocelyn couldn’t even tell that the micro woman was there. She smiled as she looked over at the jar on the floor with her hands on her hips. 

“Who wants to go next?” 

Candis headed into the locker room as she set her bag down on the ground, hearing nothing but the sounds of her own footsteps in the empty locker room. She loved the feeling of being alone in the early mornings even if she hadn’t had one of these days in what felt like years. She took in a deep breath as she walked over to the mirror, putting her hands on the sink as she looked into it. Sighing as she tilted her head down, she wished she was asleep right now. As much as she hated her sister for waking her up so early, it was her own fault. She wanted to go party all night, knowing they had this appointment with Gillian. Not that she’d admit she was wrong to her sister, she’d much rather just forget the argument even happened. She’d rather just relax, workout, burn calories and kill some of the micros they caught. Some Jocelyn was setting up already, others would be tossed inside their shoes while some of the lucky ones would be free of torment from the sisters….and given to the unaware Gillian. Just thinking about it made Candis giggle. The plans they both had for her were exciting to say the least. 

Suddenly, she burped as she felt a small lump ‘climb’ it’s way up her throat. Through all odds, a survivor had made its way out of the stomach that all saw as certain doom. Smiling, Candis coughed up the gross, acid covered woman as she extended her hand to hold the scared survivor. “Well, well, well. One of you actually did it. You survived my stomach. Not many can say they’ve been to a human stomach and come back out unharmed.” Candis spoke to the frightened woman as she was shaking from fear of what Candis would do next. “The stories you could tell to everyone else back in the jars, oh you could write a novel about your time in my belly.”

“Please, whatever lesson I was supposed to learn, I learned it! I promise I did, let me go please!” Ashley was one of the few micros that still saw the humans who lived above them as ‘gods’ and when she was taken by one, she saw it as divine intervention. As a method of testing her faith. That was until she witnessed the others Candis had taken. She prayed and prayed that this girl would release her but then her faith was put to the ultimate test. She along with eleven others were swallowed whole less than thirty minutes ago with only her escaping with gases inside the stomach building up, releasing her from her prison. She was grateful she survived but figured out that this was not a test. Candis wasn’t a god that deserved any worship and this wasn’t a lesson that she needed to learn. To Candis, Ashley was nothing more than a food source that wiggled around in her stomach.

“A lesson? Please tell me you’re not that stupid? Oh my god. Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t just send you back down my throat. Hmm?” Candis had no intentions of letting go of her stomach survivor. Although she wasn’t planning on eating her again. No, she had something different planned for her. “Tell you what, why don’t you...worship me in a new way. This can be your lesson.” With an evil smile, Candis used her right shoe to pull off her left shoe slightly. “If I deem your worship satisfying, I let you go free. No strings attached.” Without even letting Ashely speak, Candis kneeled down and dropped the micro into her shoe, where she brought her foot back into the shoe. Candis sighed out of relief as she felt the wiggling down at her feet already satisfying her sore feet from being on them for hours last night.

“Alright, all the treadmills have them on there. Now, where’s Gillian?” Jocelyn walked into the locker room as she barely heard what her sister was doing before. No doubt she’d used a micro to fill whatever hole she wanted them to fill. Jocelyn just rolled her eyes as she walked behind her, setting her own bag down on the bench as she did so. “Did you still want to do the weights? Not that we have much time to do it.”

“Mhmmm…” Candis thought for a second as she turned around to look at her sister. “We already have a plan for-”

Candis was soon cut off as the guest of honor soon stepped into the locker room. Gillian. Her bright red hair contrasted beautifly on her porcelain skin which had a few freckles dotted across her face. She wore an all blue outfit that seemed to be almost skin tight as she walked over to the sisters who walked over to greet her. “Candis, Jocelyn, glad I could make it. Surprised you’re not out there going at it already. Your mom mentioned you both were avid gym rats, I figured I was going to be catching up to you two.” Gillian smiled sweetly as she welcomed the sisters into a group hug which both of them were a bit iffy on it. 

“Normally yeah but since we had a guest, especially one as beautiful as you.” Jocelyn flirted a bit with Gillian as she tried to steer her away from the bags which still had a jar of micros that Candis brought. If she was anything like the sisters, she had an ear for micros. “You look amazing, I can’t overstate that enough, Gillian. Really.” As much as Jocelyn tried to get a boyfriend, she always did have a slight pension towards girls and Gillian was no different. 

“Thanks, I appreciate the compliments but if you’re expecting something from it, I do have a boyfriend. Sorry.” Jocelyn took her loss with as much grace as she could, rejoining her sister’s side as she waited for her to lead. “Anyway, where were you two thinking of starting?”

“How about some light cardio? A couple miles on the treadmills to start the day off right?” Candis smirked as she headed over to the lockers to lock her and Jocelyn’s bags up. Further sealing the micros that still remained to be used.

“I love that idea! Willing to bet I can beat both of you!”

“You want to wager a bet on that?” Jocelyn asked as she locked her bag up, tossing the now empty jar in as well. “How about...whoever finishes five miles last gives the first a foot massage. Sound like something you’d be up for, Gillian?” Jocelyn leaned in close as she further teased her. “Just don’t be last and don’t let Candis win. I’d hate to see you massaging those things.” Candis headed out of the locker room as she left Jocelyn and Gillian alone for a brief second as they too followed behind. 

“I don’t intend to let either of you win. Something you need to know about me, I go for gold all the time. That’s something my mom taught me.” Jocelyn watched Gillian stretch as she prepared for the run. As subtle as she could, Jocelyn licked her lips as she saw Gillian’s perfect body as she used the bench to stretch her legs, giving the perfect look at her sweet and supel ass. “I’m really going to enjoy one of you giving me the best massage I’ve ever had.” Gillian stood up as she locked eyes with Jocelyn. “Don’t worry, I’m sure my feet won’t smell too bad.” Gillian gently poked Jocelyn’s chest as her heart was racing from just looking at her. 

“Ah well, we’ll see who’s giving who a massage afterwards. Maybe it’ll be you giving me the massage. I imagine your nicely pampered hands won’t be used to such dirty things like my feet.” Jocelyn winked as she gave Gillian the eyes that could only be described as bedroom eyes. “But maybe I’ll end up pampering you. That, I wouldn’t mind.”

“You are persistent aren’t you? I hope this is just friends flirting and not romantic flirting.” Gillian giggled as she looked at Jocelyn, trying to put her down as gently as she could. “Look, if I wasn’t seeing my boyfriend, I would consider…”

“Shh.” Jocelyn soon put her finger on Gillian’s lips as she seductively silenced the assistant. “Don’t tease me anymore than you already are. Now, let’s see who’s the better runner, why don’t we?”

Dustin tried screaming but his voice was absolutely destroyed from him yelling for help while Jocelyn taped him and everyone else in the jar onto the treadmills. His heart was racing as he soon began to hear loud booms of footsteps, femanine laughter and giggles. As much as he tried to break free of the tape that surrounded him, he was just too weak. He hadn’t eaten anything since he was taken so his muscles were fairly weak, although even if he was at his full strength he doubt he could even lift the tape off of one portion of his body. He was trapped no matter how much he tried to wiggle out of it.

Suddenly, Dustin saw three massive shadows come down around him and the other micros around him. He immediately recognized the woman who’d trapped him on this machine along with a stranger who seemed like she was an older copy of the woman who brought him here against his will. Then, his heart suddenly dropped as he heard the all too familiar laughs of the woman he loved. Gillian. As he heard them all laughing, he tried his absolute best to squeeze his way out of the tape but it was still too strong. He soon saw his once gracious and wonderful girlfriend step on to the machine, her white as day shoes becoming all he could see. His heart was racing as she was standing above him, completely unaware he was down at her feet about to be an unwilling participant of her morning workout.

“Gillian! Oh lord please look down! Please!” Dustin cried out but he saw the two strange girls on either side of her handed her a pair of headphones, blocking out any noise he would’ve made. Not that he was loud enough to hear any way. He started to tear up as Gillian started the machine with a slight smile, the same one that he’d fallen for all those months ago. As the machine began to cycle through, Gillian started out slow with her massive and powerful footsteps slamming down on the machine as he was forced down into the machinery beneath the massive woman. He yelled as he was tossed backwards as the tread made its way around back. Dustin could also hear his ‘partner screaming as she too was still alive. He wasn’t sure how long Gillian would be on this machine but he knew this was going to be a long one. In the months they were dating, Gillian would often spend hours just on the treadmill. This made her legs extremely toned and in shape. Now, Dustin was unwillingly tagging along with his girlfriend with no way of being found by her anytime soon. That’s if she ever did.

This cycle went on for an agonizing amount of time with each time Dustin nearly getting stepped on and crushed by Gillian’s massive and sturdy sneakers. The very same  shoes he had bought for her birthday not even a month ago. It seemed as though the universe itself was having the biggest joke it had ever played. He was abducted by a strange woman, taped to a treadmill and now had Gillian, the literal love of his life stomping over him. Almost nailing him with her powerful strides. On one rotation, Dustin was mere millimeters from being crushed under her monumental shoes. His time appeared to slow down as he looked up and saw the massive treads of the shoe. If Gillian was a bit faster or slower, he would’ve been crushed underneath the shoes right then and there.

“You’re slowing down Gillian. Come on, I thought you’d want that massage?” Candis teased as she was already one her second mile while Gillian was on a mile and a half. “What about you, Jocie? It’s like you want to give me a massage.”

“You worry about yourself, Candis. I’m not that far behind.” Jocelyn lord as she looked down at her screen to show she was just about to be on her first mile. 

“Don’t worry, I’m sure my feet won’t smell that much, Jocelyn. You might even like it.” Gillian further teased Jocelyn as she turned up the speed of her machine from five miles per hour to nine. Candis soon followed suit with Jocelyn ‘huffing and puffing’ as she was the weakest runner. Or so it would seem. In high school, she was a great runner and when she graduated, that didn’t change. She could easily smoke both of them in moments but only held back as to make Gillian feel better about herself and to distract her more later.

“I’ll beat you two. Still just…catching up.” Jocelyn pretended to breathe heavier and heavier as she too increased the speed. At this point as well, she hadn’t even bothered to look down at her feet to see how the micros trapped on the machine were doing. She had assumed correctly that she had stomped out the two she had and thought the same for Candis. Though she did like to believe that Gillian still had at least one of her micros still alive. The knowledge that the micro-lover among them was crushing, stepping on and running over the same beings she loved so much, it was almost too much for the love-filled woman. 

Down at Gillian’s swift and rapidly increased steps, it was clear Dustin was not going to last much longer. In his last rotation, he heard a scream and then a distinct crunch coming from the other side of the treadmill. The other person had met their end underneath Gillian’s monstrous steps with Dustin not too far behind as he narrowly missed getting stepped on as Gillian turned the machine even faster. Dustin’s time soon came as he watched Gillian’s shoes slam down on the ground once more before rising with their trajectory lined up exactly where he was heading. There was no escape from this. All he did was shed a single tear as he was soon met with the monumental and astonishingly fast shoe of the woman he loved. His last thoughts before everything went black was that he hoped Gillian didn’t know he was down here. He didn’t exactly know what fate was worse however. The fact that she knew or didn’t. Either way, Dustin went the same way as the others in his jar. Crushed beneath the powerful steps of the mighty women that used them as nothing more than pawns to fuel their cruel games.

“And that’s…five miles!” Gillian yelled as she slowed down the machine before she hopped off, nearly drenched in sweat as she watched Candis follow close behind as she too was exhausted. “Told you I could beat you. Both of you.” GIllian walked over to Jocelyn’s machine as she was not too far behind from finishing her five. Gillian and Candis might have been soaked with sweat but Jocelyn was almost completely dry which caught the red heads attention. It was as if she wanted to lose. 

“Josie, how much more you got, slow poke?” Candis heaved out as she looked at her sister. “Eh, either way you’re giving Gillian her massage so it doesn’t really matter. Hurry up girly, I’m sure Gillian is waiting for that massage.” The pair watched as Jocelyn slowed her machine down as she hopped off as she looked at Gillian with her signature ’baby doll’ eyes as she looked deep in her target. 

“Mmm, the massage. Come on Gillian. A bet is a bet and I am a woman of her word. Sit down and I’ll give you the best massage you could ever hope to get.” Jocelyn put her hands on Gillian’s shoulders as she gestured her into sitting down on the ground as she followed close behind. “Let me see those feet of yours.” Jocelyn watched as the red head obliged in her request as she was soon given the shoes. Without wasting too much time admiring Gillian’s soft and supple legs, Jocelyn began to untie the laces as she locked eyes with her. Graciously, Jocelyn pulled the pair of sneakers off Gillian’s feet as she tossed them behind the red head. Before her now was the socked feet of the girl she was admiring and teasing since she had arrived. She grasped them carefully as she felt the warmth and sweat that her feet were giving off. The stench certainly wasn’t sweet but it wasn’t the absolute worst thing Jocelyn had smelled before. 

Gillian leaned back as she felt Jocelyn’s hands rubbing her feet, she was exhausted and sore from the miles she’d run. She flipped her hair as she leaned back all the way on the floor as she still felt Jocelyn gently massaging her sore feet. “You know, it’s almost as if you wanted this punishment. Oh that’s not the right word I’d use to describe this for you. It’s like a reward for you isn’t it?”

Jocelyn merely cooed as she then stripped off the socks off of Gillian’s feet, exposing them to the cool open air. Her toes went unpainted but they were still breathtaking as Jocelyn braced both of her hands around one of her feet, squeezing it as Gillian moaned as clearly Jocelyn had hit a spot that was begging to be relieved. “Mmm, what can I say? You’re a gorgeous looking woman, with incredible feet by the way. Maybe I did lose on purpose, maybe I didn’t. Does it matter? You seem to be enjoying yourself so why question it?” Jocelyn continued to massage Gillian’s foot as she looked up to see Candis reaching for the sneakers she tossed off a few moments ago. As Candis gently reached for the discarded running shoes, she enunciated the words ‘keep her busy’ as she headed back into the locker room. Jocelyn simply nodded as she struck up a conversation that she knew would get Gillian to talk as long as she wanted. “So, a boyfriend? Must be a lucky guy to snag someone like you. What’s his name again?”

“Dustin, oh you two should definitely meet. He’s literally the cutest guy, if you don’t mind that he’s a little bit shorter than us. He’s a micro and I couldn’t be happier to have him.” Gillian as well as Jocelyn were completely unaware that Dustin was crushed not even five minutes ago under the very feet Jocelyn was massaging. Perhaps if Jocelyn knew who she’d trapped, she’d be excited. But alas she didn’t and assumed that Gillian’s boyfriend was some random micro she’d never meet. “Oh he’s the light of my world.”

“Really, a micro? A girl of your umm standing dating a micro?” Just hearing that Gillian was spoken for was hard enough for Jocelyn but knowing she was taken by a micro? The same things her and her family kill near religiously? It was almost inconceivable that Gillian or anyone would actually think to have a micro as their significant other. For Jocelyn and her family, that just didn’t seem remotely possible. “No offense. I’m just a little surprised.” Jocelyn continued to massage Gillian’s foot as she got more and more intimate with it. She felt every wrinkle and muscle movement going on beneath the skin of the ginger beauty.

“Oh no, you’re good. We get it a lot when we’re together. He’s super small and I’m super big to him. I don’t know, maybe that’s what makes us have a stronger bond.” Gillian sat up as she locked eyes with Jocelyn who was still happily massaging her foot. “You probably should switch feet, don’t you think? That one might be good.”

“Maybe, I’m just so amazed by these feet of yours. They look so perfect. I hope your boyfriend treats them everyday. I imagine he must spoil you and your feet. Must be quite the lucky lady.” Jocelyn said as she brought Gillian’s foot closer to her face as she just wanted her to drop the idiot micro that she was dating. “Does Dustin ever give you massages like this?”

Gillian lowered her head as she tried to avoid eye contact with Jocelyn. “No, not really. He says he loves every part of me but he avoids my feet like the plague. I wish he was more like…more like you I guess?”

“Like me? What, do you want someone to massage your feet everyday? Maybe, worship you like the queen you are?” Jocelyn leaned in closer to Gillian’s toes as she opened her mouth and proceeded to begin sucking on her big toe. To Jocelyn’s surprise, Gillian didn’t freak out, scream or get weirded out by this strange display of affection. In fact, quite the opposite. Jocelyn looked at Gillian’s face to see that she was red from embarrassment or the fact she was turned on. She was breathing heavily as Jocelyn opened her mouth further to allow the other toes that were left out into the fold. 

“Mmmm…I can definitely see this being a thing we can do more.” Gillian’s voice was heavenly to Jocelyn as she removed her toes from her mouth to look at the prize she’d reigned in. “I didn’t think I was ready to move on from…Dustin. Do you think after this, you want to get something to eat? Just you and me?”

“Of course. As long as you don’t have me eat off your toes.” Jocelyn laughed as she saw Candis in the background, working near the weights. Just a few more minutes and round two would begin for Gillian. “Or you should do that. If you think worshipping your gorgeous feet is worth it.”

As Candis reached the locker room with Gillian’s old and discarded shoes, she knew what she wanted to do with these nasty things. Reaching inside her locker and into her gym bag, she reached for the remaining jars of micros trapped inside. Still sweating, she knew the stench of her feet would be enough to kill almost any micro she threw inside of them. By now, she imagined the girl she sent down to her shoes for escaping her stomach was nothing more than paste but she did learn a lesson from her mother last week. Kicking off her shoe, she started examining it to see any signs of life. In the center of her shoe was nothing more than a black stain in the shape of a person. Candis smirked as she then turned her attention over to the small jar of terrified micros and the shoes of the girl they were toying with.

“Let’s see, let’s see. Who wants to be nothing more than insoles? Hmm?” Candis opened the plastic jar as she reached in to grab two traumatized men and one equally scared woman. They were screaming, begging and pleading for Candis to release them but she paid them no mind as she kneeled in front of the bench where she placed the horrid smelling shoes. Though she knew her sister had the ‘worst of it’ by massaging the very feet that made this stench, Candis coughed a bit as she brought the two men directly above one of the shoes before dropping them inside with no remorse. Candis watched with absolute glee as both men tried to hold their breath for as long as possible before the fresh air in their lungs ran out and they too began cough from the smell that was even more potent at their size. Candis loved watching them panic but the fun wasn’t over just yet as she still had one contestant remaining in her hand. She looked at the petrified woman who was realizing too late where she was going.

“Hope you like being alone, I’d rather not use any more of you for this. I have other plans for them.” Candis dropped the screaming woman as she reached into the bag once more. She reached in, past her change of clothes and found the very same tape Jocelyn used to ensnare their victims on the treadmills. Now, she used it to keep the micros from escaping Gillian’s shoes prematurely. Making sure they didn’t have the chance to scream out for help, Candis pressed them down into the still wet insole of the shoe before she slapped back tape on each of them. “That should keep you all nice and secure until the real fun starts. Hope you like the smell of feet, if you don’t you’re kinda outta luck here.” Candis tossed the shoes into her locker along with the gym bag while reaching for their water cups. Candis knew Gillian would be dying of thirst after the run they just finished so what better way to rehydrate than with a protein shake with some added protein in the form of still kicking micros. 

Candis reached into the jar as she grabbed three more and dropped in each already mixed drink. All three of them panicked as she put the tops on each of the cups with only one of them catching her eye before she enclosed his cup. He looked so familiar yet Candis couldn’t figure it out. That was, until he started to yell and plead to her.

“Candis! Please let me go, you know me! We went to high school together! It’s Frederick! Please, don’t do this! You’re better than this!” Frederick was Candis’ former friend from high school and was actually supposed to be her first victim but due to some misguided love attempt from the poor micro, Candis didn’t have the heart to kill him at that very moment. But now that was almost twenty three, with hundreds of micro bodies to her name, she felt less inclined to hear him out but still, she humored him a bit.

“Oh Freddy! How did you get in there?” Candis groaned internally as Frederick seemed to cheer up as he swam to keep his head above the water. “I’m so sorry I must’ve got you mixed up with some other dumb idiot who got caught up in something he didn’t understand.” Candis focused on the bottle Frederick was in as she put the other two on the bench. “Fred, you’re going to die today whether you like it or not.” Candis saw his face turn from joy to pure terror as she put the lid on the cup, groaning in absolute disgust. “I’d drink you right now but you’d be bitter as fuck for my tastes. Besides, you always did say you wanted to be a part of something bigger than yourself. This is your chance.”

Candis set everything in the locker room up as she grabbed the last jar the sisters brought and headed out onto the floor. Heading over to the weights, Candis saw her sister not only still massaging Gillian’s feet but also licking them as well. She knew her sister was interested in their toy for today but not like this. Candis just remained focused on her objective in hiding more micros throughout the gym for them all to kill. She first headed over to the three reverse fly machines just waiting for them to be used. Still having the tape on her, Candis uncapped the lid of the jar as she dumped one scared micro onto her palm as she planted them onto the seat of the machine. It’s black vinyl material made it perfect for the plan she had in mind.

Repeating the same process her sister did with the treadmills, Candis taped two micros per seat, hiding their bodies with the tape and using the black lipstick to cover their faces. Candis smiled with glee as she blew them a kiss as she headed back into the locker room to grab Gillian’s shoes along with the three cups. Her job was done, all that was left was just sit back, enjoy her workout with her sister and Gillian.

“You know, I wasn’t sure I’d like getting my feet pampered like this. But..after this I don’t think I’ll be able to go back. God, I wish we could do this more.” Gillian’s words were soft and sweet as Jocelyn was now licking each gap of her toes sensually, taking care to soothe her as best she could. “You’re like the best person I’ve ever had to pamper my feet.”

“What, is this normal for you? A girl suckling on your toes?” Jocelyn giggled a bit as she rubbed her hands onto Gillian’s exposed legs, sending waves of pleasure around her body. “I could lick your toes all day if I could. Your skin is sweet, warm and oh so welcoming.”

“What’s stopping you? Hmm?” Gillian sat up as both girls locked eyes with one another. “We should do this more often, Jocelyn. I’m going to be honest here when I say Dustin and I…are drifting apart. I’m pretty sure we’re not gonna last, as much as I’d want it to.” Gillian brought her feet away from Jocelyn’s lips as she got closer to her. “I do love the way you lick my feet, suck my toes and everything. I’ll give Dustin a call later, say something to him. Maybe he feels the same way.”

“Oh wow, I didn’t expect that from you. I guess I made a convincing argument?” Jocelyn reached for Gillian’s socks as she saw Candis stepping back out of the locker room. “Are you relaxed enough for round two?” Gillian just giggled, handing over her feet as Jocelyn put her socks back on to the feet that were nearly drenched in her salvia. 

“Only if you are. What are we doing next?” Gillian wiggled her toes in her socks as she stood up, bringing up Jocelyn in tandem with the two holding hands still locking eyes. 

“We’re doing shoulders.” Candis walked right behind them as they both separated their hands as they both tried not to look guilty. “I thought you two could use some juice. Especially you Jocelyn.” Candis handed both of them a bottle while keeping one for herself. “To workouts!” Candis lifted her cup in the air in a toast as she waited for the two to speak up.

“To friends!” 

“To protein!” Jocelyn said as she opened up her bottle slightly to see a floating micro in her juice. Smiling, she looked at her sister who winked at her as she began to down her bottle. Looking over at Gillian, she too was beginning to down the juice. Smiling deviously, she not only made Gillian fall for her, run over a few micros on the treadmill but now, she was getting Gillian to send a very unfortunate micro down to the worst place in the human body you could send a micro. The stomach. And with the appetite Gillian had made after skipping breakfast just to be here on time, she was no doubt starving.

Frederick screamed as he saw the light open once more. After being dropped in this container by his once best friend Candis, he knew he was screwed beyond measure. As much as he begged and pleaded to be let out, there was nothing he could do. Through the exhaustion, he saw her. A ginger haired woman who was now either his saving grace or his actual doom. He just had to hope and pray that she was the former rather than the latter but knowing his luck, she was going to be his end. As much screaming and yelling he did, it was all on deaf ears as he saw the massive cave open up, blackening the surroundings as Fredrick screamed once more as his environment was tilted as the liquid was soon sucked into the cave. Swimming as fast as he could, Frederick fought all he could until it was too late. The massive cave enveloped him as blackness surrounded him. He was about to be swallowed with no way of figuring out how to escape. Fredrick screamed as he was pushed further down the throat of the woman. With one last gush of liquid, Frederick was sent down into the depths of the unaware Gillian. His only crime was the same for all the sister’s micros; at the wrong place at the wrong time.

“Ah, that’s just what I needed. That really hit the spot.” Gillian smiled as she drank more of the protein juice, downing nearly the whole bottle as the two sisters just watched the red heads throat bulge with the liquid traveling down to her stomach. “What? Is there something on my face?”

“Nothing. Come on, you had your fill, right?” Jocelyn got on her knees as she handed Gillian her shoes, noticing the micros taped to the insides of the shoes. “Here, let me help you with getting those on.” Jocelyn was handed Gillian’s foot once more as she began to slide the still wet foot into the shoe, ignoring the tiny screams as she slid them into the shoe. 

“Thanks Jocie. You know, my shoes feel a lot more comfortable. I guess it’s thanks to your amazing massage work. Candis, you should definitely ask Jocelyn for a massage or two. She’ll make you feel amazing.” Gillian jumped around the gym floor, instantly crushing the micros that were in her shoes leaving little behind. “Take it from someone who was really hesitant to do it.”

“Oh trust me, I will.” The group then began to head to their next workout over on the other end of the gym, leaving behind the complete massacre they left at the treadmills. “Jocelyn, you should totally give me the exact same massage you gave Gillian. Licking and all.” Candis looked at her younger sister as she began to gag from sheer disgust.

“You couldn’t pay me enough to get anywhere near those things. I wouldn’t last a second sniffing those..things.” Joceyln tried to keep her disgust to herself but she gagged from the mere thought of getting anywhere near those disgusting things her sister called feet. In doing so, she did expose herself to Gillian who reacted with a laugh as she looked on at Jocelyn with love and care. “But for you Gillian, anything.” Jocelyn stepped up to the shoulder machines all in a triangle formation facing one another. Without a care in the world, she sat down not even paying much attention to what or really who was taped to the seat beneath her round bottom. 

Penelope screamed as much as she could but it was no use. To her left, she saw three human women making their way to where she was trapped, one of whom was the one who brought her and her fellow micros to their deaths here on the vinyl seats of the massive machines. Penelope used all of her strength to break the bonds that kept her in place but like the others before her, she could do nothing to escape her impending doom. Penelope just yelled out in pure and unadulterated horror as Jocelyn’s round mountains came crashing down onto her, silencing her voice from the rest of the world. Penelope was completely surrounded by the mounds of flesh with no easy way out. The sweat covered mounds of flesh made her body begin to morph into the vinyl as more pressure was added suddenly and without warning. Penelope screamed out as loud as she could as she began to lose consciousness. Seconds later, her body burst out like a grape leaving nothing more than a red paste underneath Jocelyn’s smooth rear.

 

“I guess we could work on our shoulders for a bit.” Gillian said as she too sat down along with Candis as all three started their workouts. The sister looked at one another with smiles as their mission was a stunning success. Gillian, if she liked it or not, had become a micro killer. The lover of all micros had kills from her feet, stomach and now her ass. It couldn’t have gone any smoother.

“Come on, please pick up.” Kali paced back and forth on the street with tears rolling down her face. Her relationship with the love of her was over and there was only one thing she could do. Beg for forgiveness. “Come on Mar, please.”

“Hello?” The voice on the other end sounded nothing like the woman she dreamt of at night only to wake up to an even more gorgeous woman sleeping right next to her. “Kali, we’re done. D-O-N-E. Call me again and see what happens. You’re lucky I didn’t call the cops for what you did to her.”

Kali took a deep breath in as she tried to sound focused but in reality, she was losing her mind. “I know but please, it was just a mistake. Please, Marleigh. Think of the good times we had. Please Marleigh. We can talk about this.”

“Kali, don’t call this number ever again. You almost killed Jackie, and she means the world to me. You...you tried taking that away from me. Call this number again, and I call the cops. Got it?” Marleigh’s voice was no longer Kali’s guiding light, as it now had become nothing more than simple than a reaper's call. Kali knew her and Marleigh were done and over with but there was still a part of her that wanted things to remain the same. To her, her wanting to get rid of Jackie was just a knee jerk reaction that could’ve gone so smoothly had she not just finished her off right when she had her. She gloated too much and with that, lost Marleigh. “Your things will be on the curb. Don’t even bother coming up to the apartment.”

“Marleigh, please. I can change.” Kali didn’t even get to finish her sentence before she heard the dial tone. “Marleigh?” Kali just heard the dial tone as she dropped her phone on the table she was at. With nowhere to go, she opted to call Marleigh from the local coffee shop where the two of them would go on dates. But even going here made her feel even worse for what she caused. ‘Marleigh was supposed to be mine. Mine! She wasn't happy with that bug, she was happy with me.’ Kali put her head down on the table as she just imagined crushing that ‘idiot bug’ under her shoes. ‘Jackie? What the fuck kind of name is that?’ Kali would have that name etched in her mind for the rest of her life. She’d hunt her down for ruining her perfect relationship. Kali clenched her fist as she pounded on the table, just remembering that micros face was enough to have everything boil over.

“Kali? Is that you? Oh my gosh, you look terrible.” That voice instantly made Kali perk up with joy as she lifted her head up, tears flowing down her cheeks along with mascara flowing down her cheeks. She was an absolute mess and it was all the micro bitch’s fault. Had she never come to her home, to see her Marleigh, things wouldn’t be like this. It was all her fault, it couldn’t have been her own. “Kali, good lord, what the hell happened to you?”

“Candis?” Kali spoke through the tears, trying to clean herself off as she tried her best to look presentable to her friend. Through the napkins she used to dry her tears, she took notes on what Candis was wearing. It was a workout outfit, with sweat covering almost every inch of her exposed body. As always, she looked amazing. Kali just took a deep breath as Candis took a seat across from her. “Marleigh and I….had a fight. I don’t think we’re going to get back together. She kicked me out, all because of that bitch.”

“Bitch? What, did she cheat on you? With who? Come on Kali, I’m here to help you.” Candis reached for Kali’s hands as she tried to calm her friend down. “If she hurt you, I swear I will-”

“Do nothing to her. It wasn’t her fault. It was this little bitch that caused all of this. She had to stroll in there and steal my Marleigh. I should’ve just…” What Kali was about to say would’ve been nothing more than a threat against a micro which would’ve been an automatic sentence of thirty days in jail. She whispered it quietly to herself as she sulked her head down. “I should’ve killed that micro bitch when I had the chance.” As much as Kali tried to hide and shield Candis from hearing it, she did and she didn’t have the reaction Kali expected her to have. The whole time she knew her from her time at Run-Offs, she always thought of her as kind and sweet to the micros she attended. She couldn’t have been more wrong with her assumption.

“Kali, why don’t we get you out of here? There’s a few things you should know about my family. I think we have a lot more in common than you and Marleigh ever did.” Kali was soon rushed out the door of the coffee shop with Candis leading the way out the store.

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“Your whole family does this sort of thing?” Kali asked as the two of them reached the gate to the pool of the sister’s apartment building. “I thought I was just crazy for doing what I did to that...bitch.” Kali and Candis both had matching swimsuits as they stepped beyond the gate with Candis concealing a jar of terrified micros, all screaming for freedom under her armpit.

“You’re not crazy, Kali. You are perfectly sane. And let me just say, you don’t know how long I’ve been wanting to share this passion with someone else that wasn’t in my family. My sister? She just got her first down a couple weeks ago.” Candis sat down on a lounge chair as she set the small jar down on the glass table as she watched Kali sit down, staring at the jar with curiosity and a kind of hunger she never had before. “But before we dive into this, I need to make sure you won’t rat us out. Can I trust you, Kali?”

“Candis, of course you can trust me. Even for this.”

“Kali, I do trust you but this isn’t something like a white lie or anything like that. The rules are simple. Don’t talk about this to anyone and if you are asked about this, it doesn’t exist. Got it?” Candis put her hand on Kali’s shoulder as she looked deep into her eyes, scanning every single twitch she made to make sure she could trust her. Not that she didn’t trust Kali, she wanted to make sure she was accepting the right person for this. After all, roping Gillian into all this was one thing considering she didn’t even know what was really happening but with Kali, she was going to be aware of every dirty secret her family had. She couldn’t take any precautions. “You have to promise that you won’t tell a single soul about this. Or if you blab to anyone, micro or human, I’ll tie to my bed and force you to spend all day smelling my work shoes. Got it?”

“Ok, I get it. Top secret. Besides, how bad can your shoes really be?” Kali joked as she continued to try and hide the fact she was still heartbroken from what had just gone down with Marleigh. All because that micro bitch had to get in the way. Things weren’t supposed to be this way, the two of them were beyond happy together and yet, Marleigh chose that inch high maggot of a woman over her. The only other person who knew about this was Candis and she was trusted beyond measure. After Kali spilled the beans on the way Marleigh and her broke up, that was when Candis told her about the way her family deals with micros. At first it might’ve been crazy or outlandish to think a whole family takes Micros out by the dozen but the more Kali listened, the more it made sense to her. Ending the ones that were just beneath their feet was something Kali thought of before but never acted upon them until just a few hours ago.

“Kali, this is serious. If you talk, or we get caught, we’re all fucked. You, me, my sister, my mom, my cousins. Everyone we’ve ever talked to is gonna be investigated if someone sees us doing it. If one of them escapes, I will show you what to do.” Candis set the jar down on the table separating the two women between the chairs as she began to unscrew it. Sitting down, Kali watched carefully as Candis smiled devilishly, picking up a screaming and wriggling man out from the jar. He couldn’t have been much older than they were and yet, he was a fraction of their height. “Say this little idiot tried to escape from you. What would you do to punish him, to make an example out of him to the others to show you’re not one to be messed around with. That’s the goal. Now, tell me, what would you do to this little guy?” Candis held the Micro man up to Kali’s face, who was named Noah screamed as he was put face to face with this new girl that seemed so sweet and innocent but hearing what his abductor had said, Noah knew that begging her to let him go was all but impossible. Both of these human women weren’t going to save him, instead they were set to be his doom.

“I guess I gotta think about this. What would I do to him? Maybe I’d yell at him?”

Candis just rolled her eyes as she retracted Noah back towards her as she stared deep at the tiny man with deep anger and aggression. “What you’ve done, I gotta say, I’m not happy with.” Candis may have only acted out being aggressive but to Noah, it was non the less terrifying to him as Candis opened her mouth just wide enough for the Micro to see to the back of her throat. This was the very same throat that he’d watched this monster swallow dozens of his fellow brothers and sisters down this morning. Considering that was right when she woke up, he was set to be her midday snack. “It’s not about yelling, it’s about being dominant to these little twerps. Threaten them a little, say you’ll hunt their family down, kill them if they ever ran.”

“I guess I could do that.” Kali then grabbed Noah from Candis’ grip as she prepared to give the pathetic man the worst talking he’d ever had. At first it might’ve been a little difficult but as soon as she thought back to this morning, the anger flowed around her veins once more. She saw the pathetic man turn into that girl who ruined everything her and Marleigh had which just fueled the fire inside her. “Listen you pathetic, insect of a man. You ever try to run away from me again, I won’t just kill you. I’ll kill your family, your friends, everyone you’ve ever known. Got that?!” Kali roared down to the scared micro as he shivered even more than when he was initially taken by Candis. Noah could see the fury this strange woman had in her heart, it frightened him more than Candis ever hoped to scare him. Just being this close to the new woman was terrifying enough but to have her yell at him, it was enough to make him squeal, even when he had nothing to give up.

“Please don’t hurt me, I’ll do whatever you want!” Noah screamed as he covered his face out of pure fear of what this woman was going to do to him. He knew he wouldn’t make it out alive, no one Candis took outside of their jars ever made it back. There was no escape from this nightmare and everyone she ever caught was well aware of that fact. If someone had escaped, they’d all be free by now but that just wasn’t the case.

“See, now you’re starting to get it. Instill little fear to the little idiots really helps a lot with what you’re going to do. Now, probably my favorite way of properly getting rid of them is actually making them part of my snacks.” Candis reached into the jar, grabbing a young woman who was crying at the edge of the jar, too busy thinking this was nothing more than a terrible dream. Just out of high school and wanting to explore the world as well as make some human friends, Valerie was probably the youngest micro Candis had ever taken but to her, it wasn’t like it mattered. For the young and hungry server turned tormentor, she couldn’t care less on who she grabbed off the streets to make her next meal. “Oh this one looks really juicy. Nice and plump, just the way I like it.” Candis licked her lips as she further teased the frightened girl that was struggling against the strength of a literal goddess, at least in comparison to her.

“And you just…eat them alive? Doesn’t it hurt going down?” Within a matter of minutes, Kali had abandoned all of the years of discipline to treat micros as equals. Now, she was talking about condemning one to a fate that she knew would be the most painful and agonizing. Swallowing them whole and her only concern was if it would hurt or discomfort her. “Do they fight back or come back up?”

“Please Kali, swallowing the little fuckers is the easiest thing you can possibly do to these things. Though I have had one or two come back up. Just swallow them again if they come back up.” Candis soon brought Valerie up to her pink lips as she moistened up her lips to prepare for her favorite snack of the day. “Trust me when I tell you, once you have one of them, you’ll be begging for me.” Candis soon raised Valerie high up in the sky as she peeled back her lips, allowing the micro woman to deep down inside of her mouth. Valerie screamed and begged to be put down as she saw Candis was unveiling the red carpet for her entrance into the last thing she’d ever see.

“Please, put me down. I don’t wanna be eaten!” Valerie struggled against Candis’ mighty fingers but was powerless to do anything beyond tickle the brutal goddess.

“Very poor choice of words.” Candis smirked as she dropped the screaming girl down into her mouth, heavily espisising as her jaws sealed behind her victim as soon as she landed. Candis’ teeth made a very distinct clunk as her teeth closed and without much fanfare, swallowed the young micro who had her whole life ahead of her. Now she was set to be nothing more than a snack for the prospering young waitress. “See, Kali? Easy as pie to get these things down. Just imagine this little idiot is that micro that took your girlfriend. That’ll make it that much easier won't it?”

Kali soon began to imagine that she had that micro bitch right in the palm of her hands, begging for escape that wouldn’t come. She focused her rage as she knew what she should’ve done in the apartment that day. For weeks, she’d been sulking over Marleigh, blaming herself for not following through with the execution of her plan. She toyed with her prey too much which resulted in her getting caught. This time, she wasn’t going to make the same mistake twice. She brought Noah high above her mouth as she smirked and this just made the man wet himself as he knew what that smile meant. Noah began to scream as Kali opened up her jaws, revealing a terrifying monster of a tongue that was eager to get his taste over it.

“Don’t do this! I beg of you!” Noah pleaded to no response as Kali finally released him and let gravity take over as he landed on her moist tongue with nothing more than a small splash on her expansive tongue. Noah screamed as he tried to stand up and run off the heat inducing tongue but the stickiness of the salvia kept him down. Looking around, he was absolutely mortified as Kali closed her lips and sealed him in pure darkness. Noah screamed out one last time, begging this woman to let him go. “Please! I’ll do whatever you want!”

Kali closed her eyes as she began to imagine that exact situation and suddenly her heart began to beat harder and faster like she was running a marathon. That micro had taken everything she had with Marleigh and Kali just had to accept it. It boiled over as she clenched her teeth, squeezing the tiny man between her tongue and the top of her mouth. It brought a smile to her face, one of anger, jealousy and rage that built up for weeks after they broke up. Opening her jaws once more to let the micro see the light of day one last time before she brought him back towards the entrance of her throat. Kali was just about to swallow when she felt Candis’ soft hand on her throat. It was just there as she massaged her neck, making Kali shake with pure ecstasy. It relaxed her throat just enough to allow the struggling man virtually slide down her throat and into her esophagus with ease. Kali sighed and moaned as she felt the tiny man attempt to struggle against her throat muscles with no success. It was euphoric for the young woman and wondered why she hadn’t thought about this sooner.

“See? Pretty easy. Though it helps when your first time is with someone you trust.” Candis leaned in for a small kiss on Kali’s soft cheek, causing her to blush bright red as she looked at her friend with a feeling she hadn’t in such a long time. Love. “Something about swallowing the little idiots really gets me excited. Does it do the same to you?” Candis carefully used her finger to track the path of where the micro was just sent starting with Kali’s mouth, throat and beyond her chest as Candis made her way down towards her open to world stomach where she put her whole hand. “My mom always said that sometimes the strong ones would fight with every ounce of strength they had to break free. It wasn’t much but if you pay attention, you can feel them fight for their lives as they get digested alive inside your belly. Can you feel it?”

Kali focused on her stomach as she just barely felt the micro she just sent down there punching her stomach walls. It was amusing as she smiled back at Candis. “I do. It’s kind of exciting.” Kali looked at Candis as she was already pulling out the next couple of micros for them to toy around with. “More snacks?”

“As much as I enjoy using them as snacks, no. I want to show you another use for them. Let me see your feet real quick.” Candis smirked as she saw hesitation in Kali’s eyes. “Or I can show you. If you thought eating them was fun, you should try getting them to serve you and your body. You know when those tiresome days we have to deal with at work? After I get off, I kick my shoes off, grab a few of these guys right in front of these puppies and relax as they please me with some nice foot massages.” Candis dropped several of the micros in front of her feet as she relaxed and continued to talk to Kali but not before addressing the terrified servants at her feet. “Lick every single inch of my feet, or else you go in the red shoes.” Kali saw pure fear instilled in all the micros that were at her friend's feet. They genuinely feared everything that came out of her mouth. “It’s pretty easy to scare them straight when they’ve seen what I do to the ones who don’t do what I tell them.”

“The red shoes? You mean our work shoes? You threaten them with those things? What, you threaten to crush them with those?” Kali leaned forward as she saw several naked micro men and women doing their absolute best to please Candis. All were licking but some were using their whole bodies in an effort to please the giant human.

“You crushing them is too easy for the ones that don’t listen. Imagine the worst stench you’ve ever had to smell and multiply that by a couple hundred. I stuff them in there for a couple of hours and if I remember them before I leave, they learned their lesson.”

“That’s beyond torture, it’s heinous to even think about.I should probably write that one down.” Candis smiled a wicked toothy grin as she looked at Kali as she pulled out her phone to type all the things she’d told her. Things were going perfectly. Not only had she cheered Kali up from her depressive state but she had also gotten a new person to mess around with. Her sister had been hanging out with her newest ‘girlfriend’ Gillian more and more which left Candis to have fun on her own. No longer did the sisters hang out and play with the micros they had as Jocelyn was always hanging out with that red head whenever she had the chance. On top of that, her collection of micros had dwindled down significantly. Going from almost twenty she kept at a time to only four or five she used every few weeks or so. “Candy? Are you listening?”

“Sorry, I was thinking. What were you saying?”

“Can I have a few of those things? I’m really into trying them out.” Kali wiggled her nicely pedicured toes on the sun as Candis more than happily agreed to share some micros. “Or are you going to hog them all to yourself?”

“Hmm, tell you what, Kali.” Candis bent over and snatched some of the micros off that were working on her own feet and held them in her hands. “Flip over, they can do so much more for you other than just massage your feet.” Candis said with a devilish smile as her friend did what she was told, exposing her sweet backside to the sun and more importantly, Candis herself. “Let’s see, some of you got to her feet.” Candis plucked two micros off of her hand and dropped them right on top of Kali’s soft looking soles, one of them instantly got trapped on the miniscule wrinkles that dotted around the desert known as Kali’s soles. Moving on from her feet, Candis moved up a bit to Kali’s lushish cheeks that were soft to the touch. She couldn’t help herself when she dropped the micro onto the mounds, she felt them herself and was stunned by the softness of them.

“Candis? Are you done touching my ass?” Kali said as she leaned into the chair further, relaxing even more as she did so. “Not that I mind.”

“Just getting a feel for them. They look absolutely wonderful to touch. You have to tell me what type of lotion you use on your cheeks.” Candis teased Kali as she dropped the lone micro right on top of the soft to the touch mounds of flesh. Unfortunately, she didn’t land directly where Candis had intended to drop her tiny body. Instead of landing on Kali’s soft cheeks, the micro had found herself caught between the two massive mountains of flesh, only being saved from being consumed by them by the bikini strap Kali had on. “Looks like this one has the best spot on your whole body. Right between your ass cheeks.”

“Well, since you wanted to touch my cheeks so much, why not give the little one a proper introduction to the cheeks you love so much.” Kali said as she relaxed, feeling micros work at her feet combined with the feeling of having her friend mess around with her backside, it was almost enough to make her forget what brought her in the first place. Almost. “I wish Marleigh was like this. But no, she picked that thing over me.”

“You wanna talk about it?” Candis said as she reached for Kali’s bun, instantly garnering a reaction from her with a small jump. “I won’t judge, I promise.”

Kali sighed as she thought back to when she first met Marleigh. She seemed so sad at the time when she came into the restaurant, it was almost too much for Kali to bear. Feeling bad for the broken woman, Kali gave her a free chocolate dessert which just so happened to be her favorite. Her friend, Carissa mentioned that this was the first time she’d seen anything resembling a smile in months. That was when they exchanged numbers and hit off exceedingly well with them going on multiple dates before they made it official. For three months, they were together and to Kali, those were some of the best months of Kali’s most recent life. And then it was all ruined. “Marleigh really picked her over me? She picked a fucking micro over me?” Kali looked at the micros remaining in the jar and put her hand inside to grab one of the last ones which happened to look nearly identical to the girl Marleigh left her for. Brunette hair, tiny body, perfect waist.

“A micro, over you? No offense but this Marleigh girl seems pretty stupid for that.” Candis looked over at Kali who now held a single micro in her hands, just staring at it with such a strange fascination. “I see you’ve gotten a new sense for these things. What do you see in that one?” Candis continued to play with Kali’s cheeks as she remained silenced, staring at the scared micro dangling, trying to escape Kali’s grip on her.

“Marleigh wasn’t stupid, she just made a stupid decision picking her over me. And I guess I was the stupid one for not finishing off that fucking micro whore. But maybe this one can be my second chance.” Kali smiled evilly as she thought back to that day. She was too busy gloating which just resulted in her getting caught mere moments before she got to finish the task. “Finish off those puny squirts and get over here. I want you to see this.” Candis didn’t have to be told twice as she too smiled, bringing both of her feet down on top of the micros that were still trying their best to avoid what had become of them. Where two micros once stood, now there were nothing but two blood spots under her soles and on the chair she once sat on. Letting go of Kali’s cheeks for the briefest time, Candis slid off the chair as she turned her attention to Kali’s feet which still had the micros working on her feet or at least trying to work on the fields of flesh.

“Changing the topic but you don’t mind if I lick your feet a little bit? I know a place these things can go besides your feet.” Candis looked down at Kali’s bright white feet and although she didn’t have a thing for feet, she saw this as the best way to get them in her stomach. Though she could just as easily pick them up, Candis figured her friend needed a bit more pleasure when it came to cheering her up properly. “I’m not really into feet but-”

“Go right ahead Candyland. Enjoy what my feet have to offer.” Kali didn’t mind Candis wanting to lick her feet, in fact she could ask her to do pretty much anything at this point as Kali was too distracted visually dissecting every inch of the micro woman she still held in her hand. “This one looks so much like the one Marleigh ditched me for. I could swear it was the same girl. But Mareligh wouldn’t be that careless with something she loves so much. To be so careless as to let Candis steal her precious micro whore.” Kali was so enthralled by the possibility of this really being the micro that ruined her relationship that she was surprised when Candis’ wet and warm tongue made contact with her aching feet.

Down at Kali’s feet, both micros attempted to make an escape for it when they both saw Candis’ lips spread apart and allowed them to see the same pit that so many had seen before they’d get swallowed whole and forced down into Candis’ acidic stomach. One bolted towards the heel which acted like a mountain top to the micro, attempting to evade getting swallowed up alive while the other was beyond terrified, petrified to even move a muscle as she just looked at the monstrous tongue that was placed on the sole. It quickly advanced onto her position as she was still stuck in panic mode. Candis made quick work of the sitting micro as she felt her on the tongue which quickly vanished as she swallowed her down just like the other one she had before to use as a demonstration for Kali. That was when she turned her attention to the micro man still running up the sole. Candis stood up taller while still kneeling as she now cast a shadow over the man which caused him to stop in his tracks and was soon basking at the hispanic goddess before him. He tried to run up the hill but was soon grabbed by the mouth of the human he was abducted by. But, he wasn’t swallowed alive like the previous micro Candis, just pushed to the side of her mouth as she toyed with him via her tongue harassing him constantly as she pushed him around her mouth.

“Candis, have you ever kept one of these things as a pet? Or just kill them after a while?” Kali continued to stare deeply into the micros eyes as she toyed with her more and more. The more she struggled, the more Kali toyed with her limbs by pulling on them just enough to cause physical pain but not enough to rip them clean off.

“My sister kept her first one as a pet for a while. My mom put a stop to that real quick. Why? Are you thinking of keeping one of them?”

“Maybe. This one might be fun to keep around.” Kali brought the now upside down micro closer to her eye as she got an up close look at her. “Might be fun to keep around. Torture a little bit. What do you think?”

“Please let me go, I need to get back to my family! Please, they need me! Can’t you find it in your heart to let a wife go back home?” Gwen might’ve been the unluckiest micro Candis had managed to find in all her years of taking them off the street. She had a normal life, a husband, kids that she couldn’t be more proud of. She was, for once in her life, happy and content with what she had. But when she got off work the other day, she happened to run into the last human any micro wanted to run into. Candis. Being snatched up and put in a glass prison with others equally scared, Gwen was now face to face with an even crueler woman that may have been new to all this but seemed like a quick learner. Unfortunately for Gwen looked almost like the micro that had ruined everything this terrifying woman cared about.

“I need to get back to your family.” Kali repeated in a mocking tone as she looked deep into Gwen’s soul. “Pathetic, all of you. Your whole existence will be to give me joy whenever and however I ask. Got that, speck?” Kali, threatening the minuscule Gwen, was already leagues ahead of what she said to the first micro she talked to who was still digesting in her stomach. This one meant so much more to her than just simply threatening them. Kali saw Gwen as a way for her to exact revenge on the one who ruined everything.

Jackie.

Moving on from Kali’s feet, Candis made her way towards the cheeks she had fondly toyed with a few moments prior. They were still as soft and supple as ever as Candis used both hands to grab both of them to squeeze them in her hands. Candis felt the warmth they were giving off as she held them in her hands and looked down the abyss between the two cheeks and saw the micro still trying to escape from getting swallowed up by the sphincter mere inches from where he was or getting crushed between the two mounds of soft flesh. Candis loomed over the struggling micro with a smile as she thought about what she could do with this one.

“Hey, how would you like one of these things inside of you? And not in your belly either.” Candis plucked the wiggling micro off of the thong and just held her there as she slid the bikini bottom slightly off, just enough to unveil the puckered up anus. Using her middle finger, Candis carefully got close to the rectum and began to slightly tickle Kali which caused quite the reaction from her, even when she was trying to be threatening to the micro she held in her hands, Kali broke. Laughter and giggles were heard as Candis tickled her even more in that sensitive area. “I guess that’s a yes. Well, I can't say I’ve done this before but there’s always a first time for everything. Have fun in there, you little bitch. It probably won’t be a pleasant end for you.” Candis nor Jocelyn never considered doing anything like this to the micros that were under their control but Candis was eager to see Kali’s reaction to it. Candis watched as the micro woman braced herself as Candis plunged her deep into Kali’s anus. With a strange yet satisfying sound, the micro woman was pushed deep into the pungent hole, forever silenced as Candis blew her a small kiss goodbye to possibly the unlucky Micro they’d ever taken.

“The possibilities I can do with you, little bitch. It’s never ending. I can kill you in so many pain filled ways. Eat you alive, maybe chew you up a bit. Toss you in my shoes while I’m at work or maybe throw you in my panties while I’m dancing. Candy, what do you think I should do to her first? You’ve been awfully quiet for too long.” Kali turned around slightly, expecting Candis to be standing up looking at her but she was surprised when she saw that she was practically sitting on her. Candis reached out and plucked the scared Gwen out from Kali’s fingers and dropped her in the jar from where she came with the only thing that could be heard was a distinct yelp as the micro descended downwards.

“Enough about the micros for once, let’s just enjoy the moment together.” Candis flipped Kali onto her back as she used her arms to pin the brunette down on the chair. Kali may have been surprised but she smiled greatly as Marleigh was never this much fun with her. With her, it was always ’protect the micros’ and for a while Kali thought she was just being the kind and gentle soul she knew but now, she realized Marleigh had a soft spot for the micros that were obviously beneath them all because of that one specific micro. “You work too hard to have no fun. Let me show you what you can do when you’re with me.” Kali watched intently as Candis slightly opened her lips just enough to see the arm of a micro that was barely hanging on for their life between those soft lips. Without a second to react, Candis almost forced herself onto Kali as she pressed her lips against hers, bonded together as the micro caught in the middle of the clashing tongues struggled to survive. With two equally dangerous humans keeping him trapped with their tongues as they battled over which one would get the honor of swallowing the man whole. All the while his eardrums were being destroyed by the moaning and groaning that was going on inside of both of them. He just wanted this to be over with and soon, it would be but for now, he was dropped and swished around one of their mouths, no telling where he ended up.

After several minutes of passionate kissing, Candis separated from Kali, leaving behind the micro inside of her jaws. Salvia was everywhere around their lips but the two couldn’t be happier as they locked eyes, with Candis gently caressing and massaging Kali’s blushing cheeks. “You deserve someone willing to go to the ends of the Earth to make you happy. Be with me, and you’ll never be bored, never have to worry about what you want to say, what your heart tells you is what you want, right?” Candis then moved her hand over to Kali’s throat as she awaited to feel her swallow her next victim. “You want me? Swallow that pathetic thing in your mouth and we’ll be together forever.” With a smile, Kali didn’t hesitate to do what Candis wanted as she tilted her head back and finally let the micro they had both tortured slip down her slippery throat with Candis feeling every squirm he made as he went down her throat. “That atta girl.”

“I think...I think I’m in lo-” Kali was soon shushed by Candis as she soon planted another kiss which she accepted. All the while, Gwen watched as the two giants kissed away. She shook with fear, wondering what these two had in store for her. She was the last one left and she could no longer hide in the crowd of other micros. She was all by herself with no one to help her.

Gwen was going to wish that she was swallowed up or merely stepped on as Kali had big plans for her.

(Contains: Feet, Foot Kissing, Breast crush, Lesbian Teasing, Mouth Play, Foot Crush, Shoes, Shrunken Men, Shrunken Women)

Candis’ body weighed heavily on her as she walked up the stairs to the apartment as she had just gotten off a nearly eleven hour shift. She didn’t even have the energy to want to torture any of her micros, at least until after she got some rest. Walking by the window to her sister's room, she heard giggling from both her and her new girlfriend, Gillian. What started out as a mere toy for the two sisters to mess around with had become so much more to Jocelyn who began seeing her more and more since their initial gym session. And not just dropping in to have her crush or eat micros without her noticing, Jocelyn had genuinely fallen head over heels for this redhead. The only danger bringing Gillian over was that she tended to want to look inside Candis’ room, which is where she kept a lot of micros. Jocelyn, by comparison, kept the ones she had taken off the streets underneath her bed, covered by blankets to keep them quiet, especially while Gillian was around.

Walking inside, Candis was greeted by a half naked Gillian standing near the hallway entrance. Candis set her bag down as she looked at the phenomenal woman standing before her, wearing nothing but her silver bra and panties that showed off her immaculate body that was kept in great condition by her and Jocelyn constantly going on gym dates. That was when her sister finally joined in as she hung onto Gillian’s shoulder, her cinnamon skin contrasting well with Gillian’s porcelain white skin.

“Hey, Candis. We were wondering when you’d get home.” Jocelyn said with a massive smile on her face as she was leaning on Gillian for support. “How was it?”

“The usual. I’m gonna go pass out, if you need me, I’ll be in my room. And don’t need me, I’ve had a terrible night so just keep it down there.” Candis kicked off the red shoes that her job forced her to wear by the door, letting her feet breathe properly after almost an eleven hour shift. Personally, Candis hated those shoes with a burning passion. No matter what she used to cushion her steps while she walked, ran and sometimes slide around the restaurant, there was nothing she could use that could help her. Except, of course, the micros she had taken off the streets. There was one thing she did like about the red shoes however and that was every time she brought them out or even mentioned them while around the micros, they’d all panic. Only a very select few had managed to to survive a shift when tossed inside and those that survived their time in the Shoes of Death weren’t given much fanfare from Candis who would promptly end them by either stepping on them completely or eating them.

Candis walked past the couple of girls as she headed over to the fridge. Tonight was just one of those nights where she knew devouring just micros wouldn’t satisfy her hunger. “Jocie, please don’t tell me you’ve had my special yogurt. I really need one of those right now.” The pre packaged blueberry yogurt that was Candis’ favorite after work snack, to her it was perfect as is. Though that didn’t mean she didn’t add some unfortunate micros to it every time she went off to work in the morning for them to be perfect when she got home. Opening the fridge, she saw only five of her yogurts left untouched. When she left this morning, there were six. Grabbing one, Candis turned around to see Gillian blushing a bit.

“I’m sorry Candis, your sister never mentioned that they were yours. I never would’ve touched them if I had known. They were super good though. I’ll try and get you more later, if you want.” Candis was going to be upset with her sister but saw the benefit of it that Gillian had eaten one. All of the ones in the fridge had micros mixed inside and she hadn’t noticed one going down her throat. Candis simply smiled as she walked to her room, passing both girls as she did so.

“Don’t worry about Gillian. I’ll keep more in there for you. While you’re here, those yogurts are yours too.” Candis walked up to Gillian as she put her hand on her shoulder, looked her in the eyes as she continued down to her room. “As long as you’re here, you can have as many as you want.” With a wink, Candis opened her door and sealed herself inside, leaving the couple alone in the hallway.

“I told you she wouldn’t be mad.” Gillian said to Jocelyn as they headed back into her room. “Now, should we continue our fun?” Gillian and Jocelyn both smiled at each other as Gillian gave the shorter Jocelyn a peck on the forehead as they headed back into the bedroom, completely unaware of a micro that was watching them on the floor. Hiding underneath the couch, this micro had been hiding here for hours, watching Jocelyn then Gillian come into the apartment but now, his true prize had arrived. Candis.

The micro, named Silva, wasn't like the other micros who wanted to escape this horrid apartment of micro death. No, he broke into this place for his own vices. Silva was an avid human enjoyer, always thinking of finding that one woman that could fulfill his fantasies but every one he met just wanted to protect him, keep him safe. It was just boring girl after boring girl until he finally saw one of Candis’ livestreams. Silva was instantly hooked as she watched her swallow, step on, sit on and do all other manner of things to his fellow micros. Under the username Gromp_this, he was easily her most dedicated subscriber. Tuning in every time she was streaming, donating almost everything he made to please her and maybe in hopes of messaging her and mailing himself to her. That all changed when she went live, telling her loyal subscribers that it would be her last stream which shattered the micro’s dreams. But there was some hope left. On the messaging boards dedicated to watching humans play with micros like Silva, someone said they had an exclusive they were willing to share. Candis’ real address. Instantly, Silva messaged the anonymous account and begged for the address of the girl that could finally fulfill his dreams. With some convincing and most of what he was worth, Silva had the address which wasn’t too far from where he lived. Venturing out, Silva had arrived just moments before Candis had and he got to see the absolute goddess that towered over him. It was like a dream that he would just forget when he woke up the next morning but this was real life and he didn’t want to squander this opportunity.

Emerging from the couch, he headed back to where he saw his prize go. At the end of the hall was Candis’ room. To his immediate right was the room with the two equally gorgeous women, one being Candis’ sister who had been on for one of her livestreams and the other was a mysterious girl Silva had never seen. But then again, he wasn’t even supposed to know any of these humans to begin with. He ventured down the leviathan sized hallway slowly, making sure not to alert any of the girls before he made his presence known to Candis. Staying close to the wall, he made his way over to his target’s room. Staring up at the massive white door, he couldn’t believe that this was actually happening. Here he was, mere feet from his dream girl's bedroom. Silva prepared himself as she got on his stomach and began to crawl underneath the door but something unexpected happened. The door was suddenly opened and Candis’ bare feet were standing not even an inch from where he was. All he could do was freeze up as he tried not to panic as this titan of a woman towered over him like an absolute goddess from his dreams. He fully expected her to reach down and pluck him off the ground but no, she walked right over his minuscule body, walking beyond the room. This was it, Candis' room, where she used to livestream her kills. Where Silva hoped to fulfill his dreams of sacrificing himself for her.

Candis headed down the hall to the bathroom, ready to cleanse herself of the disgusting gunk and sweat off. Eleven hours of dealing with the most brain dead people she could possibly imagine and worst of all, she couldn’t even try to snatch any micros that were giving her lip because the owner of the company had come by and asked to speak to every single table they had at least once, especially the ones with micros. She talked to every single one, preventing Candis from snatching them up no matter how much they annoyed her. She had a group of micros collectively throw all their drinks on her face when she bent over to help them. Right then and there was when she desperately wanted to grab every single one of them and swallow them or toss them in her infamous red work shoes. But she couldn’t as the owner was right next to her which was just what she wanted. An overly paid, overly talkative owner stopping her from gutting the filth from the world, one micro at a time.

Fortunately, she had a nice supply of customers, random pedestrians off the street and even other servers that were there to help with the micro customers specifically. One week, they’d start and get great reviews from the customers and the next, they’d ‘quit’ out of the blue. Candis would cover her tracks fairly easily by leaving their aprons on the managers desk or she’d sometimes throw them in the bushes for someone else to find. Keeping the bare and naked women in the glass jar in her locker and not even acknowledging them until she got home. Opening her hand as she stepped inside the bathroom, she saw the scared and trembling former waitress that once looked up to Candis as a leader or a role model. Now all she saw was a terrible and almost demonic giant human that preyed on micros just like her. All Janelle could do was hope and pray that Candis suddenly had a change of heart about keeping her but more than likely not as she’d already seen her send a couple dozen down her throat and drop a few into her horrid work shoes.

“Today has been such a day, but I think you can help relieve the stress of it all. I don’t remember your name but right now, it really doesn’t matter.” Candis placed the former waitress down by the mirror as she began to strip for the tiny woman. First, throwing the blue shirt off, letting the tiny, former waitress see the last thing she would ever see and that was Candis’ immaculate body, something Janelle just couldn’t stop looking at. Even when she was terrified and knew what this woman was capable of, her body’s instincts still worked against her. Blood started spilling out from her nose faster than she could react and before she could clean herself off, Candis had already taken notice of her former coworker’s predicament.

“Candis, please. It’s not what it looks like!” Janelle screamed out as the topless Candis hovered over her, her supple breasts hanging effortlessly in the sky as Janelle couldn’t help but get even more aroused the longer she looked.

“I think it’s exactly what it looks like, little girl. You little lesbian. Getting your rocks off from my boobs. I can’t say I’m not flattered but I don’t go for bugs.” Candis plucked Janelle off the ground as she held her close to her mouth. Smiling, the demonic human woman opened the jaws that most, if not all micros, feared and dropped the lower half of Jenelle inside, leaving the tiny woman exposed from the top of her head to the middle of her stomach. “I’m gonna show you what I know you’ve been craving since the moment we met today.” Candis didn’t bite the aspiring waitress in half or swallow her whole, in fact she did something she never thought she would do. Give one of her captives pure and unadulterated pleasure. Using her soft, warm tongue, Candis began sucking on the micro woman like a lollipop which caused quite the unexpected pleasure to the tiny Janelle. Moans and groans could be heard as Candis went around her clit would just made her want to explode with ecstasy. Janelle moaned and wailed so loud, it might’ve alerted the other occupants in the apartment if they weren’t already having their own version of fun. Candis savored every drop of sweat and love juices Janelle dripped off of her body and onto her tongue. Candis herself was even beginning to enjoy having the tiny woman beg for more from her but like all the others, she knew her time on this Earth was fleeting.

Spitting Janelle out of her jaws, Candis just watched the tiny waitress spasm from pure joy on the counter top. She was covered in warm and sticky saliva on her lower half but it seemed like Janelle didn’t mind one bit. Opening her eyes, Janelle no longer saw death but a lover she could experience things she never thought of before. She reached her hand out with a smile that quickly faded away as she saw what Candis was planning next. “ C-Candis, what are you doing? Please we had so much pleasure!” Janelle screamed out while she watched Candis raise her right breast and held it in the air, directly above the waitress. Candis smiled evilly as she brought her chest directly above the micro woman, taking great pride in making the horny micro feel inferior. Dropping her breast down onto the hard porcelain sink counter, Candis quickly turned what was once her trainee turned potential lover into nothing but a bloody paste on her breasts. “Hope you enjoyed it, little girl. It was a great send off, but probably not worthy of someone the likes of you. God, it feels good to kick back after a long day!” With a smile, Candis dropped whatever clothes she had remaining on her body and stepped into the shower, quickly washing off the blood of Janelle down the sink. Disappearing beyond the drain was all of Janell’s blood and guts, already forgotten about as Candis showered off all the dirt along with the stress of her day.

Meanwhile, Silva was busy exploring around the room he’d fantasized about for so long. Massive shoes were laid out across the linoleum floor, along with what appeared to be smeared bodies of micros who were taken off the streets rather than sneaking in like Silva. The shoes all had a distinctive smell, something he knew they’d all have. From behind the screen while Candis was live-streaming, Silva imagined himself immersed in her feet like it was his destiny. Now that he was finally here, he could live out his fantasies.

“Hey! How’d you get out?” A voice from one of the jars called out as Silva was about to walk into one of Candis’ discarded shoes that still radiated her warmth. “Come on buddy, if you’re getting out, take us with you!”

“No, no, I’m not one of you. I snuck in here. Willingly.” Silva walked back to the jar as the micros inside all looked at him with puzzled looks on their faces. No one was really this stupid to come in the domain of these monsters. Were they? “I came to worship my goddess from all the time I watched her streams! I can’t believe I’m actually here!”

“You dumb motherfucker! Get us out of here! We need to escape before she comes back! Now get us out of here!” One man screamed as he began pounding on the glass of his enclosure. Soon, more of the trapped micros in all directions began pounding on their jars in order to try to get out of their captivity. Their collective thought being that if they all escaped, Candis wouldn’t be able to stop them all from getting out and maybe if one of them got help, this whole thing would finally be over.

That was until the light flicked on once more, blinding all who were once in darkness from their pounding on their glass. Silva looked up and saw a towering giant of immense proportions. Her cinnamon skin radiated sexiness as he looked up and saw the woman of his dreams in person: Candis. She’d just gotten out of the shower and was wearing more relaxing clothes of checkered red flannel pants that just barely covered her stunning feet for the horny stalker to get a peek at. To complete the relaxing get up, Candis wore a soft white shirt that exposed her soft stomach that now contained an extra passenger in the form of Janelle who was half digested by now. “Quiet you fucks or I swear to god I’ll hunt every single one of your familes down and swallow them right in front of you.” Candis shut her bedroom door as she headed over to where Silva was standing, still amazed he was mere inches away from the very feet he’d watched crush hundreds of his kind before on live streams. Some of which, he himself donated to cause the deaths of some of his fellow micros. Looking up, he saw Candis’ eyes solely focused on his meger form. He wasn’t worthy to even look her in the eyes so he did the most appropriate thing he could think of. Get on his hands and knees to begin kissing the toes he imagined for countless hours just before he went to sleep at night.

“Please, Goddess Candis, spare me as I am a humble servant to your grace!” Silva said in between kisses, he was surprised that she didn’t just stamp him off the face of the Earth the second she laid eyes on him but he continued on with his pledge. “You are a goddess that demands to be worshiped and I am here to serve. I’ve watched all your live-streams! I’m Gromp_This, I’m your biggest donator!”

“You’re from the live streams? Really, a micro that liked watching other micros die in horrific ways watched my live streams?” Candis pulled her toes away from the tiny stalker as she thought about what to do with him. She could just as easily throw him in the jars his brothers and sisters were trapped inside but there was something special about this one. Silva tracked her down, knew where she lived and even the live streams her mother told her to cease doing since it nearly exposed them all. No, she had to make sure this one didn’t run back to tell anyone else about her secret and if they did, they too would ‘disappear’ out of nowhere. “Tell me little guy, and don’t lie, your goddess doesn’t like liars. Have you told anyone else about me or where you were going today?”

“Of course not Goddess Candis! I promise I wouldn’t share this information with anyone, my Goddess! Your secret is safe with me. I promise.” Silva attempted to crawl over to Candis’ toes to resume kissing them but instead was pushed to the ground by the rising foot of the girl he once worshiped. His head was caught in between her toes while he looked up at the woman he thought would shower him with all the luxuries he could ever imagine. How twisted Candis actually was remained a mystery to Silva until it was too late. His lungs began to gasp for air as Candis simply added more pressure to his tiny body while leaning down to him.

“That’s perfect, little idiot. No one knows where you went when you vanish off the face of the planet without a trace. You of all micros should’ve known better than to come into the lion’s den. I have many ideas for you but I can only pick one. I can sit on you, if you think stepping on you is too much, imagine what my full weight on top of you would feel like. Or just eat you alive like a simple snack. My last one from lunch is almost gone anyway so you might as well join her. You can’t even imagine the pain you’d go through when you reach my stomach. Even before that, my throat muscles would crush your bones, breaking them into dust while keeping you alive just long enough to hear me moan as you die. Let me tell you, you’re not walking out of here alive.” Candis smiled evilly as she looked down at the struggling stalker fan slowly passing out from the weight of her standing on top of his body. Letting off the weight of her foot, Candis snatched Silva off the ground and examined him closely, thinking of what to do with him. He was all hers, like the rest of the micros she held captive but this one, she had a kinship with. He was her top donator, giving many gifts that the waitress would use near daily. When she went on stream to ask for new shoes, Silva gladly sent the money on the caveat being she’d step on a few unlucky micros with them which she gladly did. She did owe him greatly but a micro’s a micro in her eyes. Candis needed to dispose of him one way or another.

That was when Candis looked down at the very shoes that Silva had bought for her and had slain many micros with them. Candis looked over at the tape she had on hand near by on the dresser for just such an occasion. Grabbing it and dumping Silva’s unconscious body into the depths of the nasty shoe, Candis smiled like a schoolgirl who was just asked out by her crush for the dance, even though she’d done this countless times, doing this to Silva seemed special to the sadistic woman. “You bought these shoes for me so I guess you’ll get to finally experience the same fate you’ve sent so many of your micro brothers and sisters over the years. It’s like poetry, it rhymes. Enjoy the next few hours asleep in there. I have work tomorrow and it’s a double so odds are, you’ll be nothing but another stain.” Candis chucked the shoe over by the closet where the other shoe was before heading off to bed, leaving the rest of the micros trapped in jars shaking, fearful of what was to come next.

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Silva tried to look around but couldn’t, his whole body had tape and the distinct stench of sweat filled the air. The dank and rancid pit he was tossed into had woken him up from his deep sleep. He had no memory of how he got here but soon it all started flooding back to him when he heard that sweet moan nearby. Candis. This was her doing and if he was to survive, he needed to escape. Fighting the restraints of the black tape, it held him down tight no matter how hard he fought for freedom. No matter how much he wanted to serve her, Silva had no intention of dying. He fought and struggled to break free but his meger strength was no match for the tape the sisters had invested in to keep the ones they catch exactly where they want. That was when he saw it. The massive shadow of Candis hovering over his domain. He wanted to scream but Candis thought of that too by sealing his mouth off from the world. He was powerless.Couldn’t escape nor could he even scream out to at least get some semblance of hope that he would make it.

“Don’t think I’ve forgotten about you. No Gromp, you wanted this. Right? Enjoy it, enjoy everything I’m going to do to you while I work. If you live through today, I might just shower you with all the perks of being a servant of mine.” Candis raised her socked foot high in the air, preparing to drop it directly on top of Silva’s immobilized body. Silva vigorously shook his head in protest but knew it was far too late for anything to be done for him. “That’s a pretty big if. See you around, little fucker.” Dropping her foot into the rancid red shoes that all of her collection feared with a passion, Candis began to tie them as tight as she could without cutting off the circulation to her feet. Already, she could feel Silva practically giving up as he went from fighting her foot every inch she crawled to the front to almost nothing. A pity, but not one Candis dawned on for too long. She did have a job to go to and more servants to find. There were always more to be found.

Lush, Mixed Size Club

“Come on Gillian, it’ll be fine!” Jocelyn yelled as she saw Gillian down another shot, becoming even more intoxicated, just like Jocelyn wanted her. Tonight was a special night for two reasons. One, this was the first time the two girls had gone out by themselves and not with Candis and her own girlfriend, Kali. And two, at Lush, it was a special one night event that invited all, human and micro for a mixer. Normally, the barriers would keep the two separated but the owner decided to bring the two communities together for one night only. This meant it was going to be a night of flirting, careful footsteps and most of all, one hell of an insurance bill in the morning, especially with what was being known as the spectacle of the night which caused Jocelyn to want to come here in the first place.

The throat jumpers.

Normally, a micro would be beyond terrified to even look into the dark pit of a human’s mouth let alone getting tossed inside of one. But the crazy micros known as Throat Jumpers lived around human mouths, even going as far as diving down the throat of a willing human and spending a couple moments around their previous meals only to be pulled back before they’re properly digested via the rope they attached to their waists. This was similar to bungee jumping to the humans that participated in giving the micros the thrill of a lifetime except this had very few margins for error as many throat jumpers had lost their lives either from faulty wiring or the human that swallowed them snapped the cable by accident. Fortunately, at Lush, the throat jumpers were being heavily watched, unfortunately it was by other micros who were taking shots along the ones they were set to supervise and watch over. This fell right into Jocelyn’s idea of a date night for the still blissfully unaware girl of her dreams.

“Geez, how many drinks are you going to get me, girl? I think I lost track after-“ Gillian let out a quick hiccup before continuing. “…the fifth one.” Gillian put her arm around Jocelyn as she gave her a somewhat sloppy kiss on the cheek, her breath reeking of alcohol as she pulled away, whispering something in Jocelyn’s ear. “I’m really liking what you’re doing here. Maybe tonight we can, you know. Go all the way.” Gillian giggled as she dragged her scheming girl along the dance floor, towards the bar for more drinks.

“I’m glad I’m the one getting us home, I don’t think you’d do a very good job.” Jocelyn then noticed a line of people near the bar with the front of it being their goal for the night. The throat jumper arena. Micros, willingly jumping down people’s throats and getting swallowed only to be brought back up a few moments later, the micros covered in saliva and some already chewed food covering their tiny bodies. Jocelyn gently ushered Gillian to the line by grabbing her shoulder, luckily for her, it wasn’t as if she needed much persuasion. “How about this for a little extra fun, hmm Gillian? We let some lucky micros go down that beautiful body of yours? Let them live out their darkest fantasies stewing inside your body for a couple minutes before you let them out.” Normally, Gillian would be against any harming of micros by her or anyone she came across but now that she was properly drunk via Jocelyn’s persuasive offers of paying for whatever she wanted to drink, Gillian was the perfect predator to any micro unlucky enough to be caught under or near her. Just like Jocelyn wanted from her. Gillian, a smart and well meaning girl wasn’t the most aware of her surroundings especially when it came to the vertically challenged among them.

“Throat?” Gillian hiccuped as she was escorted to the line of patient humans. “Jumpers? You mean I get to eat one of them? And they come back out?” Gillian tracked her finger up from her mouth and down to her exposed stomach from the dress she was wearing, Jocelyn’s favorite in fact. Her soft and untouched belly rumbled with alcohol and her long lost dinner on the other side of her belly. She rested her hand on her stomach and in her drunken state, imagined the feeling of a micro enjoying themselves inside of her own body. Swimming inside of her gut while she continued to party her life away. It wasn’t something she’d normally try but in her inebriated state, Gillian would try anything. “I mean, if you think we should do it.” Gillian stubbled over to the front of the line with Jocelyn at her side who kept her from falling over.

“Relax Hal, everything will be alright. I’ll be right with you.” Jesse and Hal were both inexperienced Throat Jumpers but excited nonetheless to live out their fantasies to the fullest. Jesse, although scared of being swallowed whole by a human, was excited more than she was terrified. This night seemed like it was a once in a lifetime moment to actually fulfill her and Hal’s ultimate dream. Both of them watched both newbies to Throat-Jumping as well as ‘experts’ including the club’s unofficial micro manager, Karla jumping into several different mouths ranging from the typical drunk party girl to the frat guy looking for a woman to spend the night with. But both of them had their preferences. As the line was starting to draw back down and still not finding the ones they were waiting for.

“Hey, are you going to do this or not? We’re about to close up for the night!” One of the drunk operators spoke out as the line for micro volunteers had dwindled down significantly, leaving only Hal and Jesse in line and on the fence on whether they still wanted to do this.

“Jesse, I don’t know. Maybe we can convince some humans that we trust to let us go down their th-“ Hal was soon cut off as Jocelyn and Gillian made their way up to the front, Gillian drunkenly stumbling around before being secured by Jocelyn’s grip on her shoulders. Hal simply looked up as his breath was beginning to stutter out of sheer awe of the gorgeous women standing before him and his best friend. One had a stunning bright red dress that matched her equally stunning outfit. The dress had an exposed hole in the center of it all that exposed her bright white stomach off to the world. Hal licked his lips in anticipation of wanting to visit where she’d send her food, to swim in her soupy guts would be an honor only a fool would pass up. His tiny heart was dying to be a part of that beautiful woman’s body, even if it was just for a few moments. “Woah, she’s incredible. Her!” Hal stood up as he waved his hands around to catch the attention of the stunning ginger haired woman of his dreams.

While Hal was busy focusing on the red head, Jesse was more focused on her friend, Joscelyn. Dressed in an all black silk dress that went down to her smooth thighs, Jesse too was entranced by the beauty of the goddess like human before her. Although Jesse didn’t know of Jocelyn’s past of mercilessly killing micros, in her love drunk way of things, Jesse couldn’t care less. Watching the hispanic woman tower over her, it did something to her, something that she’d never felt for anyone, human or micro. Her heart pounded like a battle drum in her tiny chest. Her breath was labored as she imagined the woman taking the tiny woman up to her jaws and sloshing her around like she was some sort of candy for her to enjoy before she dropped her down into the depths to be one with her body albeit temporary. “Please pick me! Me please!”

“Aww, we have, shit what’s the word? Fans!” Gillian looked down at the two micros waving their arms for attention, trying to stay up right. She smiled and just wanted to take both of them inside of her, which Jocelyn was almost happy to let her do but she also wanted to keep a low profile. Before Gillian grabbed hold of both of the two willing snacks, Jocelyn put her hand in front of the eager predator to avoid being caught in the act. “Jocie, they’re begging for it.”

“In time my sweet girl, both of you will get to live out your deepest fantasies. But first, we have to get them set up. The little guy clearly wants you and who are we to deny them this fantasy of theirs?” Jocelyn reeled her drunk lover back into control as she watched the two future snacks begin to get into their harnesses for their jump deep inside of their digestive systems. Their plan, like many other Throat-Jumpers tonight, was to get swallowed for a few moments and then get pulled back up with the ‘indestructible’ cables on their backs. But like anything related to being so strong for micros, there was a weakness. A simple snap of the cable with their teeth and the willing snacks would become not so willing once they realize they won’t be coming out. “So how long do they stay…inside of us?”

“First they’ll travel down your throat slowly and then spend about twenty minutes in your stomachs before the cables will automatically raise them up to your mouth.” Jocelyn paid attention to the micro worker hooking the two volunteers up, preparing for her grand plan. As soon as they were out of sight, she’d snap her own cable with her teeth and with Gillian, she had something very special for her. “And that’s pretty much all you two will need to know.” The worker hooking them up then handed both Hal and Jesse a headlamp so they could see exactly what was around them inside of the two towering giants' stomachs. “You two, just don’t lose your connection. Otherwise, well I hope you know what would happen if you did. Then again, you’d be surprised to hear how many of you people don’t realize how stupid this can be. Alright, you’re all hooked up. Hope you’re ready.” The micro worker took a shot of liquor before giving the workers high above working the cables a thumbs up. “Get 'em up!”

“Here we go, Hal!” The two of them were hoisted upwards, ready to be one with these girls' bodies, ready to fulfill their fantasies. “Good luck, try not to get too burned in there. Or do, I hear getting burned on your first is good luck.” Jesse was brought directly above Jocelyn’s mouth, her pretty pink lips seemed to go on for miles as she smiled, then opening up her jaws to welcome Jesse into her body. Jesse felt the hot and humid air seep out of her mouth and already began to get goosebumps just thinking about what was to come. “Oh gods, this is everything I dreamed of!”

“But girl, we haven’t even started.” Jocelyn opened her mouth wide to take in the micro snack, unraveling her tongue to act as a red carpet opening for the tiny girl. Jesse began walking on the warm and wet surface as she made her way to the back of the mouth, where she saw Jocelyn’s uvula dangling directly above the pit that would lead to her destination, her stomach. Feeling Jocelyn’s smooth crystal white teeth, Jesse was amazed just how clean these were. No plaque, no excess food or anything that would be considered gross to the tiny woman. Bringing in her lifeline with her, Jesse collapsed onto Jocelyn’s wet and flexible tongue and surrendered herself to her predator. Sealing her lips behind the micro, Jocelyn tilted her head back slowly and like swallowing a gummy, took it all in at once. Although not her first time swallowing a micro, Jocelyn took her time with this one. For some reason, she tasted sweeter than any micro she’d had before. Unlike most micros, this one willingly crawled into her maw, and wanted to be eaten. She wasn’t wiggling around or begging to be let go and somehow that made her flavor taste that much better. Chills of her own began to creep all around her body, just the thought of this woman enjoying herself inside of the most dangerous part of herself: her stomach. Running her hand down her throat, she swore she could feel her sliding down.

Meanwhile with Gillian, Hal was not having the best time. Rather than getting a sweet and warm welcome from the normally gentle woman. Instead, the red head started to play with him a little by licking him with her alcohol ladened spit, getting him accustomed to the place he would end up. Lick after lick with her colossal tongue, Gillian thought that she was pleasing the little guy that wanted her to eat him alive. Sloppy kiss after sloppy kiss, soon Hal’s entire body was coated in spit. The liquor laced liquid had managed to make its way into his system getting him buzzed but not enough to get Hal entirely drunk like his predator. Gillian then wrapped her lips around Hal’s body to begin sucking on him like a lollipop, giving him a euphoric feeling that instantly made him forget the trials he was about to head into. Suddenly, Gillian sucked him into her mouth like a string of spaghetti and swallowed him whole without much coercion on Jocelyn’s part. Gillian, the sweet and loving girl that made a point not to hurt a micro, unknowingly sent a micro down into the depths of her insides.

“So, what did you think of it? As fun as I said it would be?” Jocelyn made quick work of the cable that was supposed to be indescribable with her teeth, forever separating Jesse from the outside world. Jocelyn quickly swallowed the rest . Now, all she needed to do was cut Gillian’s line and the plan was going exactly how she wanted it to. “Gilly, are you enjoying this? Feeling a micro in your belly, right now? I can only imagine what he’s seeing from the inside.” Jocelyn didn’t have to try very hard to convince to do anything. Even coming here was easy when she managed to get her to drink some strong liquor before coming over here. Now that she was nearly black out drunk, Gillian was easy to convince. Jocelyn got close to her ear as she led her away from the stand much to the micros working there disapproval. “You know what would make them really happy? Let them live out the rest of their days in your insides.”

“Wouldn’t that….umm hurt them? I’m no chemical person but wouldn’t it hurt?”


“Of course not baby doll, before they went down, they get coated in jelly that will help them survive the long journey through your body. What, you didn’t see them?” The more Jocelyn spoke, the more Gillian seemed to be convinced. “Let them live out their fantasies darling, all you have to do is cut the line and they get to be absolutely euphoric. I promise you.” Jocelyn smiled as she saw Gillian try to think of something to say back but instead, the redhead just cut the line with her teeth, swallowing the rest of the rope to send it down to her captive. Gone from willing treats on the promise they’d be let out, now both Hal and Jesse were in for a shock when the lines inevitably reached the bottom of the stomachs of the girls.

“And they’ll enjoy it? Everything?” Gillian slurred out as she was escorted to the ‘party booth’ where all the drinks the girls were having before. Jocelyn gently sat her girlfriend down on the booth, watching her every move as she sat down. Already, Jocelyn could feel the micro Throat Jumper struggling inside of her stomach, whether it was to try to escape or that she was enjoying herself, Jocelyn couldn’t tell nor did she care.

“Well yeah sweetie, this is their whole thing. Getting swallowed by one of us is their ultimate dream come true. Try not to worry about them too much, alright? Just focus on me, sweet Gilly. Have I told you how much of a goddess you are to me?” Jocelyn brought her hand close to Gillian’s as she felt the silky smooth skin of her lover. The red head instantly started to blush as she turned away. “Get that last drink in and we can head back home. We can go get some…quality time in.” Jocelyn grabbed Gillian’s cocktail glass as she brought it up to her lips. “What do you say?” Tipping the glass so that the contents would slip down her throat easier, Joceyln watched as Gillian swallowed the hard liquor once more. Her powerful throat muscles were at work while sending the drink down to her stomach, further confusing the micro Gillian had unintentionally trapped inside of her own body. “Now come on, Gilly. Let’s head home. I think we’ve had enough.”

“But I’m not even…” Midway through her sentence, Gillian blanked on the words for a brief second while she looked at Jocelyn cross eyed as she carried her off but not before she planted her hand on her stomach and it was firm with a little give. The meal they shared alone would’ve given her belly the pudge she was now experiencing but with all the shots and drinks Joceyln had her drink, it was a miracle Gillian hadn’t thrown up yet. “I’m not….drunk…Joce…lyn.”

“Sure you aren’t girl, but I think the night’s over. It’s time to go home, Gilly.” All Gillian could do was stumble as she was practically carried out of Lush and back into her car in the passenger seat. As soon as she was buckled in, Gillian passed out, her head slumped over on the window as Jocelyn started the car. She looked over at the gorgeous and unconscious redhead to look at the magnificent body she had all to herself. But from her choice, she ignored her perfect breasts, her supulant lips and gorgeous legs, Jocelyn’s eyes went elsewhere and palmed her stewing stomach. Behind the skin, the muscles and the soupy liquid that was in her stomach was a tiny, innocent micro that was caught up in one of her horrific games. Jocelyn was proud of herself for thinking of this, now all she needed to do was get Gillian home safe and everything would be according to plan. “Let’s get you and that little idiot in your belly safe home, alright?”

“Little guy…in my stomach…yeah.” Jocelyn heard a whisper from Gillian and smiled when she saw her lips perk up to form a grin as the drunk redhead put her own hand on top of Jocelyn’s. She smiled once more before finally blacking out fully, her hand going limp but still breathing which was a relief for Jocelyn.

“Alright, we really have to get you back to my place.”

When Hal first volunteered to be swallowed alive by a gorgeous woman, Jesse promised that he would be in and out of the stomach in no time but here he was. Hal was still inside of Gillian, a girl he didn’t even know and he soon began to panic when the ‘unbreakable’ line that was supposed to keep him secure and bring him back any minute now dropped into the same stomach he was swimming around. He quickly turned on his emergency flashlight he was given and saw nothing but a concoction of disgusting vomit and floating chunks of half gone meat that was certain to become him if he wasn’t able to to get out of the full stomach that sloshed around. The acid was heavily diluted from the drinks Gillian had been forced to drink so Hal was able to swim in the chunky mixture well enough that it didn’t burn him. Yet. Unlike his partner in crime who was swallowed up by Jocelyn and subsequently dissolved almost immediately, Hal would be forced to experience the worst and most agonizing death any micro could imagine.

Hal swam to the wall of the stomach and tried his best to make Gillian at the very least aware he was still trapped in her belly but feeling it made him realize that she was snoring. Not only could he hear the snores but now he could feel them. Throughout the stomach, Hal could feel every last churn and shake as Gillian’s unaware body began to attempt to empty out the stomach in the only possible way out: the intestines. As much as Hal tried to punch his way out, thinking perhaps he could get vomited out by this drunk girl. Punch after punch, kick after kick, Hal began to feel the effects of the acid begin to break down his body at startlingly fast rates. Pounding on the stomach walls even more now, Hal screamed out for the redhead to let him out one more time, begging for his life.

“Please let me! This wasn’t how this was supposed to happen! Let me out, now!” Hal begged the now asleep Gillian to free him from this prison and through some intervention that some might call holy, was brought up and launched skywards along with some chunks of other food that had yet to be digested just like him. Traveling up the throat, hearing all the disgusting noises that surrounded him was a sensation that Hal was glad was almost over. Landing on the sleeping giant tongue, Hal made a beeline towards the barely open lips as fast as he could. He got burped out once and he wasn’t going back down to that cesspit once more, not if he said anything about it. Pounding on Gillian’s strong lips to be let loose, the sleeping girl simply shut her mouth tighter subconsciously which further sealed the agonized man to his fate. Once again, that sinking feeling of the tongue lifting upwards began to take the form Hal was dreading. “No, no no no! Stop, I’m still here!” Hal screamed out as Gillian’s sleeping throat swallowed him down once again. With a deep and bellowing gulp, Hal had suffered even more from the pressure of her throat. His bones snapped in places he didn’t even think he had. His screams were suppressed by the gurgling and pulsating liquids going all over her body. He’d given up fighting this terrible beast of a woman so when he was ejected to the stomach, he didn’t flail or splash around but instead just let himself sink deep into the mushy liquid that swiftly consumed him. This slow, painful process would soon leave nothing but his bones behind to sit at the bottom of Gillian’s stomach like a fossil although given even time in the acid pit, even Hal’s skeleton would be turned into nothing more than calcium for Gillian’s expansive body. His time as a Throat Jumper was short and all the more frightening than anything he’d ever think of enduring. If Hal and Jesse were a little bit faster with their decision making, maybe they would still be alive and have the best story to tell all their friends. But all that came crashing down the moment Jocelyn set her sights on both of them. Just in the wrong place at the wrong time.

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Hours later in the morning, Gillian felt awful from the night before. She barely remembered even leaving the house, let alone swallowing then promptly digesting an innocent micro. Not that Jocelyn would tell her if she asked. She groaned in her lover's bed, holding her now empty stomach in pain while she waited for soup to come her way. “Joce, where’s that soup? I don’t think I can last much longer here.”

“On its way Gilly, just hold on one more minute.” Joceyln had decided to play ‘housewife’ and take care of the hungover Gillian, not that she minded much. It just gave her more time to spend with her. The two of them could spend all day together if they really wanted to and they did. Carrying the brown chicken noodle soup from the kitchen to her room, she opened the door quietly and smiled at the beautiful girl that held her head in pain. “You said last night that you could control your alcohol. What happened?”

“I thought we were just going to do some shots and party, not all the shit you brought us. And what about you, what aren’t you hungover?” Gillian sat up on the bed, putting her back to the wall as Jocelyn brought the soup to her mouth.

“Simple, I’m not a lightweight like you.” This joke resulted in a chuckle from Gillian as she was fed the soup with a smile. “Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. You know that crazy thing some weird micros do, throat jumping I think they call it. You really wanted to do it last night. Unfortunately, they did say you were too drunk to do it. So maybe when you’re not so drunk, they said they could let you do it.”

“I don’t remember that. I guess I really must’ve been blackout drunk last night. Throat jumping sounds interesting. I think they’d love me, though I don’t know how it would feel. Jumping and then coming it back up. I can’t see myself enjoying it but if the little micros like it, I can’t see them going down for a peak inside me to do any harm.”

“I can see if I can’t see if we can do it together. Maybe we could get a married couple, you take one and I take the other. Like a bonding experience for all of us.” Jocelyn was already thinking of ways to get Gillian to intake more micros in her diet, especially in this manner. She then looked down at Gillian’s discarded heels and sneakers that she had left behind after last night. In Gillian’s drunken stupor, Jocelyn had taken the opportunity to tape more unfortunate micros to the insoles of the shoes, two with each pair of shoes. When Gillian left with them, she knew at least two of them would be flattened underneath the unaware redhead’s weight. “I think it’d be fun, I’ve always wondered what a micro would feel like going down my throat. Maybe that’s just me though.”

“I’ll admit I’m a bit curious to feel it too. Morbid curiosity I guess.”