As Yang ran with his group through the grass, he was keeping a close eye out for anything that could cause them any harm or abduct them, just like the one they all somehow managed to escape from. What seemed like an eternity, they were systematically taken away from each other by a human they just knew only as The Mistress to be used as nothing more than toys or snacks. It was fortunate that they managed to escape when they did, while leaving the more valuable behind out of fear they would slow them down. Though Yang was hesitant to leave the sick, weak and dying behind, he knew better than anyone left standing that to have the most people survive, he needed to leave them. Or risk having The Mistress track them down that much easier.

“Where are we going, Yang?” One of the girls, Rose, called out as she raced close behind Yang as they ran through the grass of the neighborhood. Their goal was to get someone to help them, though they were hoping to find some fellow micros to assist the group as they weren’t exactly trusting of any humans especially after being locked in captivity for so long by a human woman. The thought among the group was that humans were only to be approached as a last ditch effort, as to avoid getting spotted by the wrong person. “Maybe we should rest for a bit, we’re getting exhausted.”

“We can’t Rose. Every second we waste is another second The Mistress is gonna use to find us. You know how she deals with escape attempts, and I am not going back to that jar.” Yang was bitter after his weeks in the jail sentence The Mistress made him sit in, seeing his friends disappear, never to be seen again. Some lucky few did return to the containers she kept them in and had their arms removed, maybe their hands or even their full legs. They weren’t ripped or bitten off, the cuts were almost straight, precise cuts that seemed as though they were done via surgery. A chilling thought that crept in all of their minds was that they weren’t just simply toy or snacks for whoever kidnapped them. They could well be tools for cruel and unnecessary medical experiments by a sick, sadistic woman. Abducted from their homes just to be part of some horror show. “You know that better than anyone here. You saw what she did to Fen.”

“Ok fine. We can’t stop here but as soon as we cross the next fence, we need to rest. You’re getting tired too, I can tell.” Rose cut in front of Yang as she now headed the pack, leaving Yang standing as the small crowd moved around him. “Next house we pass, we’re heading inside. Maybe we can scavenge some food and water there.” Yang may have had the support of the group to lead them out but as of right now, Rose was leading to what they all assumed was their salvation. “We get in, get out as soon as possible and hopefully don’t get spotted by any humans feeling lucky today.”

“Fine. We can rest for five minutes in the house.” It was obvious that Yang needed to keep his group in good health, after all it took much convincing for most to leave their friends behind that wouldn’t make the journey. There was a lot of resentment towards Yang for this decision and he wanted to keep the group together, no matter what their feelings were towards him or anyone else. A single micro is this massive world, scared and alone wouldn’t last long but a group would be able to survive due to strength in numbers. “But no more, we can’t risk being caught again by her or any other human.” 

Samatha whacked the fuzzy yellow ball with force to the concrete wall, almost breaking the small ball as she did. She was sweating heavily in the summer heat but that was the price to pay to stay in shape. Dressing moderately to combat this heat, Samantha was just wearing the typical tennis outfit as she trained to keep herself busy as the hours of boredom became her ultimate weakness in the days since she bought this luxurious house with the prize money from the last competition she was in. All of this was for her and she enjoyed every moment of it, though boredom was easy to set in. Not having very many reasons to go outside her home, Samantha just stuck with training on her own tennis court when the feeling became too great for her to just sit around. 

Sweating profusely, Samantha was exhausted as her automated assistant rang out to her, presenting a refreshing bottle of water from the wall nearby. “Madam Samantha, your core temperature is rising. Please, accept the water.” A mechanical arm soon extended itself from the wall holding a bottle of ice cold water which Samantha instantly took it, cracking it open as she sat down up against the wall where it was shady and away from the harsh sunlight. “You are performing admirably, Madam Samantha, but even the best need their proper rest. It is recommended you take an hour inside before you collapse from heat exhaustion.”

“Yeah I guess you’re right Cecil. What is it, a hundred out here? Hundred and what?”

“The exact temperature is exceeding one hundred and six degrees. Again, I would recommend relaxing inside for an hour or two if you think you really need it. I will resume your game when you’re ready to come back out.” Cecil’s arm then retracted back into the socket as Samantha stood up, feeling better but knew the VI wouldn’t let her continue the game even if she said so. Samantha groaned as she grabbed her sweat towel, wiping her blush red face with it as she headed inside via the back door. As she stepped inside, she closed her eyes as she felt the nice cool air hit her skin, drying off all the sweat she once had. Kicking off her sneakers to finally let her feet breathe after hours of stress and heat, Samantha kicked them away from her and near her other discarded shoes Cecil had yet to sort. But something soon caught her attention as she heard a small scream followed by a squelching sound that was unique to only one thing Samantha knew about. 

“Micros.”

“Come on Rose, we gotta get moving. We can’t stay here all day.” Yang said as he watched his group of lost micros grab handfuls of spare food from the floor as well as drinking the extra water that hadn’t gone down the sink of this massive house. Even by human standards this house was massive which meant there could be plenty of food for them to take without getting noticed by the owner who they noticed was outside playing tennis with the wall. They had been stuffing their tiny bellies with whatever they could get their hands on, not knowing when their next meal was going to be. Yang knew this was going to get them found and after escaping one human, he especially was not privy to getting  found once more. “Do we even know where Hank went off to? I said we needed to stick together and we lost track of him. I told you this was nothing but a mistake.”

“Yang, relax. Hank will show up eventually. He’s probably out getting supplies for the rest of the trip.” Rose said as she bit into a small chunk of a strawberry that was sitting on the counter. Ripping a small piece off of the red fruit for him, Rose held it out as she continued to eat her piece. “We haven’t eaten like this since we got taken. It’s almost as if you actually liked being under The Mistress’ control.” Yang leaned his head back in stress as he grabbed the strawberry from his companion’s hand. Biting into it, it was difficult to stay upset as he chewed into the sweet fruit. “See? Was it that hard to eat it and not be upset?”

“I guess not, I’m sorry fo-“ Suddenly, there was a loud noise that caught everyone’s attention, causing them to drop what they were doing as they all ran to Yang’s position out of fear and the need for guidance. They all looked at the door they came in from and saw the same woman who they saw playing tennis outside. Having dark brunette hair waving down to her chest that was covered in a sports bra. She was monstrously tall in comparison to the group of micros and didn’t seem like she was in the mood for unwanted house guests. “Come on, we need to go around her.” Yang whispered as he ran to the other side of the counter.

Meanwhile, the missing micro known as Hank was looking up at an absolute goddess of a human and he was thoroughly enjoying himself as he looked up to see a woman that was straight out of his dreams. The tall brunette woman looked like she was exhausted and Hank was more than happy to please her, if she knew he was even there. Before he was taken away by The Mistress to be experimented on, Hank was well known for pleasing the giants that lived above him. A ‘hand held masseuse’ he was called, massaging every inch of the human body but he always had a bit of a soft spot for human women’s feet. Upon getting abducted by The Mistress a week ago, he hadn’t had the opportunity to let loose and now that he had stumbled upon more shoes than he could ever hope to imagine, he was stunned. All that did change when the owner came back inside. Terrified of what this stunning woman would do to him if she found him in her home, going through her discarded shoes. Hank instantly ran as he watched this massive human begin to take off her shoes which he knew must’ve been absolutely drenched in her sweat from her possible hours of being outside. 

Hank fought the urge to stop what he was doing and just take the time to look at the socked feet that were now exposed to him. Even though she was wearing socks, Hank had already known she had the most amazing pair of feet he had ever seen. As Hank ran, he turned his head back to see her toes move and stretch within the fibers of the gray socks she was wearing. This shook Hank to his very core, causing him to stumble, leading to him falling onto the ground. That was when he was met with the unbelievable force of one the shoes that the human owner was just wearing. The all black shoe only left Hank enough time to let out a small scream as he was crushed underneath the weight and might of the flying shoe. 

“Fe fi fo fum, looks like I got some special friends that want to have some fun!” Samantha called out as she tiptoed across the tile floor , careful not to step on any more of her friends. Unlike most in her circle of friends, Samantha didn’t really care for micros and their plights for help though she did think they were beyond adorable to keep around. Walking through the kitchen, she knew one singular micro would be an idiot for going into a strangers house. 

“Ok little guys and girls, come on out. I’m not gonna hurt you.” Samantha crept around the kitchen, knowing the fruit she left for her post game snack would be the most enticing choice for the micro intruders. “Come on out, I’m not to ask again. Besides, it’s in your best interest to come out. Either you come with me or I just let my VI take care of the mess you made.” Samantha could see shadows of the scared micro group that were hiding behind a small wall on the kitchen island. She smiled evilly as she made her way around, careful not to alert her tiny friends. “I am sorry about your friend. He would’ve made an excellent friend of mine. You all can be friends if you just come out.”

“We can’t trust her. She’s already gotten one of us. We can’t!” Yang proclaimed as he looked around for the giant human hunting them. Already, this plan had gone south but there was no time to discuss who was at fault. Not when there was a giant human out and about, looking for them for a plethora of unknown reasons. Yang peeked around the corner of the porcelain tower they were hiding behind and only saw a small glance of her leg going by. Upon seeing that, Yang retreated back as he began to look to his side to see the shadow of the woman enveloping them. They all turned to see the slightly red face of the giant human woman staring down at them. Fear and panic struck all of their tiny souls as Samantha’s smile grew as she counted the group, looking at each of them as if she was counting them. Taking inventory of what she just stumbled upon. “Don’t...move..”

“So many friends! I see you’ve already made yourselves at home. You little ones are lucky I didn’t activate Cecil’s intruder alarm. Would’ve fried you all to a crisp!” Samantha sat down close to the tiny crowd as Yang tried to stand in between her and the rest of the group. His thinking was that he was going to protect his group from whatever she threw at them. “Oh we got ourselves a tough guy, come here little one. Sammy wants to talk to you!” Samantha extended her hand out and quickly snatched up Yang as she grabbed a jar from nearby and merely dropped him inside. “I’ll talk to you later, little guy. First, I need to have fun with your friends.” These words sent the group into a panic as they all tried to run away from the giant pair of hands reaching for them. The nicely manicured fingers wrapped around every single one Samantha could get her hands on while only missing one out of the ten or so group. Bringing the squirming group into a separate jar, she now set her sights on the one stray micro woman that had escaped her clutches.

“Please don’t hurt me!” The young woman screamed as she was brought closer to Samantha as used her hands to drag her closer. “Please! I’ll do whatever you want, just don’t hurt me!” Celeste screamed out as Samantha brought hand down on top of her tiny body.

“Oh you’re a bit of a feisty one aren’t you? The areas I could put you in are numerous but I think I know exactly where to put you.” Samantha grinned as she sat down on the counter, making sure to move all the jars and the micro woman out of the way before sitting down. Bringing one leg up, she peeled off one of her gray and disgusting socks to toss it onto the awaiting floor, properly allowing her feet to breathe after so long. Samantha caressed her foot as she massaged it gently, scrunching and moving her toes around as she let out a sigh of relief. Then she turned back to the micro woman who was still frozen in fear as she screamed out as the giant hand reached for her once more, this time snatching her up. “I could throw you in my shoes or have you massage my aching feet but I have other plans for you. Cecil?”

“Yes, Madam Samantha?”

“Give me some string from the drawer, will you? One eighth please.” Suddenly, another robot appeared from the wall as a spool of thread was soon handed to its master. Samantha grabbed the tiny screaming Celeste as she looked down at her ankle or more specifically, her anklet. Made out of gold, she’d had it for as long as she could remember and though she loved it, she always thought it could use a bit more style and pop out more to the eyes. “I am always happy to have your people to visit. It’s always fun having you along for the ride.” Samantha smiled as she looked down at the wiggling girl and slammed her into the boney ankle awaiting her. It literally knocked the wind of her tiny lungs as she was soon pressured under Samantha’s massive fingers. Celeste tried to scream but was soon silenced as thin stands of string were wrapped around her body. It was there she realized what the titaness was doing. Behind the micro woman was the gold plated anklet and she was becoming one with it. No amount of struggling would stop Samantha’s plan, the micro woman was at her complete mercy. 

In a matter of time, the woman was now strung up onto the anklet, still struggling to escape but Samantha’s knots were just too tight for her to break through. “See? You make a nice little accessory for my anklet. The old thing really needed an upgrade and I’m glad to say, you were it.” Putting her leg back down, she slid off the counter, preventing the rest of the micros in the jars from seeing their friend who was shell shocked from the landing on the ground. She was hanging around near the giant pair of feet that had been working out in the hot sun for hours. The smell was awful and Celeste wanted to break free but knew that if she did, the giant Samantha would easily crush her under the very same feet that she wanted to break free from.

“Let her go, you animal!” Yang cried out as he began punching the glass in an effort to break free but it was no use. His strength was almost nothing compared to the container he was trapped in. “Let them all go, keep me instead! Them for me!”

“That’s funny how you think I’ll just let so many of my friends go off to this big and terrifying world. You know how many psychos there are out there?” Samantha grabbed hold of the other jar of micros, leaving the jar Yang was trapped in by himself on the counter. “I think they’ll be so much happier and better off as my friends.” Samantha then turned her attention to Cecil who was always on standby should and when its master requested it. “Cecil, do me a favor and prepare the jacuzzi for me and my friends. And get my bikini ready too.”

“Yes Madame Samantha, right away. I shall put your tennis game on pause if you wish to resume it.”

“Excellent. Now, time to get ready. I have a few places I can put some of you.” Samantha held the jar up high as she looked around at the nine or so scared micros. It brought such a smile to her face as she made her way up the stairs as she scared each and everyone of them just by looking down at them with a strange hunger in her eyes. This wasn’t the way The Mistress looked at them nor was it the way most were accustomed to seeing when they were face to face with their human counterparts. This look was one they were more familiar with to a human child first seeing a micro. The curiosity that made them fear the wrath of a child but this wasn’t a child they were dealing with. An early twenty something who just loved toying with them. They feared leaving and escaping from their enclosures was probably the worst mistake they could make as it soon became apparent that it could also be their last. 

Stepping into her room, Samantha peeled off her remaining sock and set the jar of micros on her desk while heading over to her closet. Taking a breath, she soon began to undress starting with her sports bra to expose her supple chest out for the micros to see. Her nearly erect nipples could be seen all the way from the table as she threw on the top part of her bikini, tying it up from the back as she did the same with her sports shorts and underwear and replaced them with the bottoms of her bikini which was soft purple with some white flower highlights sprinkled around it. This was her favorite bikini as it showed just enough skin without it making it feel like too much of a two dollar whore. She then reached for her sandals which were her absolute favorite to wear. Every time she’d relax at the beach after a long tournament, she’d wear the signature brand of sandals she was sponsored by, SRM. At first, she only wore them as a deal with the company but after some beach and pool trips, Samantha couldn’t get enough of the comfortable sandals, made from high quality materials, it was like walking on a cloud. But not unlike her anklet, it too could use some additional dash of fashion and she knew just where to get the things she needed.

“Oh my little friends, I do love seeing you all like this but I might have other plans for some of you.” Reaching into the jar with her perfectly manicured fingers acting as tentacles picking out some of the panicking micros. They then turned their attention to a pair of unlucky siblings. Kyle and Kevin were kidnapped together by The Mistress together and had escaped together. And now it seems that they were getting chosen by Samantha together. They both cried out for help from the others but the rest did nothing as it seemed she was satisfied with just the two brothers. At least for now. “Where you two are going, I don’t envy you one bit. I haven’t gotten a chance to shower so it might be a little foul down there. Hope you can hold your breath for a while!” Samantha sat down on the ground, holding each of the brothers in one hand to set them onto each of her sandals that had seen better days but were still in great condition. Before either could make a move to run and escape, she pressed both of them onto the small strap that normally separated her big and second toes. The stench was manageable for the brothers, at least for now.

Humming a song as she grabbed more thread from her earlier time from attaching the poor Celeste to her anklet and used it to tie the brothers into each of the leather straps. They fought and struggled against Samantha’s fingers yet they were no match against the titaness that now owned them. Bound from their shins to their necks, they could escape no matter how much they struggled. For the brothers, it was hopeless to escape. “You two look so perfect on my sandals. And I am sorry in advance for the smell.” Standing up fully, Samantha took in the look of her new accessories attached to her sandal, she did feel something else could be added. Going from her sandals to looking down at her well manicured toes which were painted a shining, bright white, she wiggled them around. Not only to tease her sandal ornaments, but to feel something was missing down below. When she was getting ready for her tennis training, she had to remove a few of her favorite jewelry pieces to prevent an injury, minus her anklet. But now that she could just relax for the rest of the day, she decided to put most of her favorite jewelry back on, starting with her toe rings which also needed some extra flash to them. 

Once more, Samantha headed over to the jar of scared micros with a devious smile on her soft lips. She looked behind the jar of micros to see three of her toe rings sitting on her nightstand nearby. Samantha reached deep inside the jar as she plucked out three unlucky micros. No one was helping one another escape as they thought this woman wouldn’t take lightly to their tresspasses against her. Of the three unlucky enough to not get out of the way in time, Rose was among them and was beginning to start kicking and thrashing around in hopes of escape but none would come as she and the two men she was taken with were dumped onto the counter from a decent height, knocking the wind out of them which prevented them from escaping away from Samantha’s oversight. Rose felt like her chest was about to burst as she struggled to escape away from it all. The once loving and kind Rose who fought against leaving people behind was now doing the exact same thing. Leaving people to save her own skin.

Samantha grabbed a hold of Rose first as she began roping her to the metal ring. Like the ones previous, Rose fought hard against the gigantic fingers but it was no use. Her fingers kept her in place as Samantha stretched her body to conform to the outside of the ring. Strained, Rose’s appendages were put to their absolute limits as the giant manipulated her body to conform to the rings. Tears could be seen rolling down her face as the pain and humiliation of being nothing more than a jewel for this maniac to toy around with. She never thought she would be in a worse spot after escaping what The Mistress had done to her and her people. Now, this Samantha woman was not only uncaring but unfeeling towards any screams she heard. Contrary to belief, Samantha didn’t feel good about hearing them scream like The Mistress but she certainly didn’t feel bad about it either. To her, the micros she found were simply things and their reactions were simply noises to her. 

“See? Doesn’t that look better? I certainly think so, what do you think Cecil?” Samantha rounded up the other unfortunate micros onto the other toe rings. Admiring that her work was done, she waited for her robotic assistant to respond before she continued on. 

“Yes Madam Samantha, I certainly think your rings look better now.” The robotic assistant called out as its owner proceeded to take all of her rings and pop them on her individual toes with the ring Rose was placed going to her right middle toe alone as she put the other two rings going on her left foot. Rose screamed out loud but was hit violently by the pungent and disgusting stench that filled the area around the toes she was now subjected to. Rose began to gag as the stench crept its way into her lungs. A coughing fit began as Rose begged to be released from her prison but to no avail as Samantha simply ignored her screams for help once more.

“Don’t do this! You can’t do this to us! Let us go!” Rose screamed out but there was no one listening as Samantha had stood all the way up to begin the next part of her devious plan.

“Let’s see here.” Samantha looked around for one more item for her to put on and add a micro to. She thought long and hard about it as she looked around at her jewelry drawer. She could put on the necklace she always wears to parties and charity events but knew it would only get ruined being out in the hot sun and spa water. No, she wanted something that she could toy with a bit passively. Something she could play around with just the thought of moving a single muscle. That was when she saw it and smiled as she grabbed the jewelry piece she only wore when she was totally alone as it might have ruined her image as the ‘good girl’ in the public. Though she wasn’t committed all the way to it as it might ruin her perfect body, she always did have a soft spot for it. The silver septum that came off and on via magnets would be perfect for the last bit of her set up. She could play with it and even add a very fortunate micro to the mix. 

“One more to join me for my relaxation. And with only four of you, I wonder who it will be?” She reached inside the jar one last time and snatched up Jonathan who by this point, was a broken man and didn’t bother to fight back. “Oh the little guy is sad. Don’t be, you get to be with me for the rest of the day and who wouldn’t want to spend an afternoon with me? Come on.” Jonathan was a broken man watching all of his friends get tortured by The Mistress for months at a time, avoiding getting experimented on for his entire time getting caught. His spirit was only raised when he escaped from her evil torments but now, his slump returned as he watched his fellow escapees be tortured once more. Like the rest of his friends, Jonathan was strung up  by his arms as Samantha carefully placed the septum with its new ornament onto her nose. The depressed micro was soon subjected to every hot exhale Samantha let out. He was right by the two places all micros were taught to fear. The human mouth and nose. Jonathan was right in between them both as Samantha reached for her phone and headed over to the mirror to check herself out one last time before she headed down into the sauna. Snapping a picture, she smiled as she pulled her sandals towards her and stepped into them as she headed downstairs. 

 

Things were going to be fun today, Samantha just knew it.

Contains: Mouth Play, Vore, Foot Crush, Hand Crush, Boob Crush and Entrapment with a small drowning scene


Yang slammed and punched the glass jar as hard as he possibly could in hopes of cracking it to break free but it was no use. The glass was far too strong for his tiny fists. Not to mention how weak he was from weeks of heinous torture from The Mistress. She barely kept them alive at times, only dropping in tiny amounts of food for them all to share. He couldn’t believe this is what amounted to his escape attempt away from the cruelty of The Mistress only to be recaptured by a woman who was just as cruel to them. It was quite literally escaping out of the frying pan and into the fire. With all his group taken away and used for an unknown purpose, Yang was left alone with his thoughts. He blamed himself for agreeing to this diversion away from his plan of getting help from a fellow micro. His whole goal, his whole mission, was now in ruins and there was nothing he could do to save the people that trusted him to keep them safe. He had failed on all accounts and he couldn’t even save himself, let alone the whole group of scared micros. Yang wanted to blame Rose for this but knew he was in charge of it and who would have foreseen this happening to them all not even an hour after they had just escaped the torments of The Mistress.

“Oh they are looking so good on me right now.” Yang heard that evil voice fill his glass prison as he stood up, ready for whatever punishment she had to deal out to him. She could very well just squish him with her finger the second she saw him stand against her but she kept him alive for some reason. Maybe as a pet or a decoration she’d put on her wall. Only time will tell as Samantha made her way back into the kitchen, now sporting a bikini with sandals that made a clapping sound with every step she made. “Oh shit, I almost forgot about you.” Samantha turned her attention to Yang as he got his first real look at what she had done to his friends. Or at least one of his friends. Hanging under her seemingly delicate nose was his friend Jonathan, exhausted and nearly broken. Strung up by his arms and hanging under the metal jewelry piece, Yang screamed out and started banging on the glass as Samantha

“What did you do to them, you monster?!” Yang yelled out as he once more began fruitlessly banging on the jar.

“What? You don’t like my new jewelry? I think they are absolutely gorgeous!” Samantha bent down to get to eye level with the infuriated Yang as he continued to fight against her no matter how small of an effect he was having. Samantha even teased the poor man by sticking out her tongue and opening her massive jaws which also managed to start teasing the poor Jonathan who was strung up mere inches away from her mouth. Samantha made Yang look deep inside of her mouth before she began to speak once more. Yang looked deep into the massive gullet of the human woman and saw nothing but terror as she moved her equally massive tongue around that sloshed the salvia around her mouth like at a waterpark. It sank in just how screwed they all were with Samantha beaming down on them and putting them in places that no micro should every be. If only he’d known where the rest of his friends were.

“I’ll be back for you after a few hours with your friends. If you think this little guy has got it bad, I got a few at my feet who are begging to be free. Plus I got a few extras that I still need to figure out what to do with. I guess I’ll figure it out when the time comes. We’ll chat soon, little guy. Maybe you’ll be in a better mood then. Tata!” Samantha stood up as she headed back outside, with her feet hitting the sandals making the clip clap with every step of the way. Six micros were being controlled by her every step. Three that were wedged in between her toes via the toe rings, two more that were trapped in between her toes from the sandal strap and finally one more hanging from her anklet. She couldn’t get enough of feeling them all struggle against her mighty body. It was intoxicating as she walked into the sun, feeling the warmth instantly hit her skin as she embraced the feeling. Walking over to the sauna, she stood over it as she pulled off one of her sandals to dip part of her foot in the water to test it out, almost drowning the two micros attached to her toe rings. “Cecil? Why isn’t the sauna ready? I expect better service, especially when I have friends over.”

“My apologies Madam Samantha. It appears the heater won’t cooperate with me. Give me five minutes and I will have it ready for you and your friends.”

“You better. If you don’t, I was thinking of upgrading to the Felica model. Supposed to be faster and more...reliable. Get to it Cecil.” Samantha sat down on the chair as she leaned back and crossed her smooth, freshly shaven legs over one another. She sighed as she enjoyed the peaceful bliss she had just found. Exhausted and a little thirsty, Samantha came up with an idea. “Cecil, while we’re waiting for the sauna to heat up, can you bring me a mimosa? Something to relax me a bit more.”

“Yes Madam Samantha. Right away.”

Down at her sandals however, things weren’t looking so good. Kevin was coughing up a storm as the stench began to fill his tiny lungs. On either side of him were two massive toes that moved periodically to cause even more chaos down at her feet. The stench was awful to the young man as every breath he took in, it was like breathing in acid that would slowly kill him. It was hell on Earth and nothing short of death would be the end of it. The heat from the sun beaming down on her feet also had another unfortunate side effect. Sweat. As if life couldn’t get any worse for the ones trapped on her feet, sweat droplets began to form from the heat which landed directly onto the small man as he tried his best to break free from the thread that kept him in place to no avail. Samantha had tied them all to the point that it was virtually impossible to escape from, something that drove Kevin wild as he thrashed around, banging what little of his body he had exposed as he tried his best to escape this nightmare. This only led to more suffering as the toes that surrounded him began to move even more than they were when the giant was walking. It almost seemed as though his movements and constant tries for escape had some unforeseen consequences as Samantha giggled as she wiggled her toes around, causing even more of a panic to the micros who were all screaming to be let out of their prisons. But this was only the beginning for their troubles as Samantha had plenty of activities planned for her group of ‘friends’.

Cecil’s robotic arm soon handed it’s master the drink she ordered and quickly retreated back into the whole it came from as Samantha began to sip lightly on the orange juice mixture as she relaxed fully in the chair. Reclining back, Samantha kicked off her sandals with one landing on the cement facing down while the other landing in the unfortunate spot in the middle of the pool. She lifted her sunglasses slightly to look at where the other shoe had landed and thought about the micro that was still attached, knowing that without her assistance, they would certainly drown. This just gave her the feeling of having even more power over the micros. All of them may have wanted to escape but knew that they would have a hard time finding help from someone who was more considerate to their plights. It just brought her more joy as she smiled, put her sunglasses back on and continued to sip on the mimosa she was given.

“Kevin! Anyone! Help, please!” Kyle screamed out for his brother as the prison he once had to deal with was now nothing but a sinking ship. Trying as hard as he possibly could, Kyle tried to break free from his binds only to find he was still stuck and now taking in water. If he could find a way to break free, he’d be sleeping with the fish tonight. Kyle used all the strength he had in his reserves as he tried breaking the thread once more but couldn’t. Like his brother and everyone else that had been captured, he was much too weak to break the bonds Samantha had put him in. With the chlorine contaminated water coming dangerously close to consuming him and the sandal. Once more, Kyle cried out for help as the shoe began to tilt downwards slowly. “Please, miss! You have to help me! I can’t die like this!” Kyle knew he couldn’t struggle his way out of this, all he could do was hope Samantha had a change of heart. He took one last deep breath before the shoe and he was finally submerged fully in the water, the only sign he was still attached to the shoe were small air bubbles that barely reached the surface. One more added to Samantha’s kill count, albeit by sheer neglect.

Samantha relaxed as she scrunched and moved her toes around, completely disregarding the micros tied to her toe rings. Not that she cared. Their cries for help and escape were for naught, especially one of the men tied to the ring on her third toe, Jones and he might’ve been in the worst position he could possibly be in as part of her toe ring collection. In the few minutes of walking it took Samantha to walk from her bedroom to the outside world, Jones had somehow managed to be turned upside down. This meant he was now in the crevices of this massive woman’s toes which had gotten a tad bit better but not by much. As much as he fought against and tried to make his way back to where he was, it was nearly pointless but that didn’t stop the movement he and his fellow toe ring ornaments had caused quite the feeling of euphoria. High above to the point that even Jones who was blocked from hearing anything going on was even turned into what was happening with their newest master.

Samantha had loved the sensation of Jones especially wiggling around trying to reorientate himself that she began to giggle wildly. Along with hearing her once cute but now monstrous giggle fill all of their ears, the ones down on her toes had to deal with something even more terrifying and real. Samantha, either subconsciously or fully conscious, began to scrunch and rub her toes together as a sign of excitement. On the outside and to the casual observer, it might’ve seemed like Samantha was just scrunching her toes to maybe pop them. Something innocent. But to the ones bound to her toe rings, it was pure chaos but none had it worse than Jones who was constantly getting slammed in between the flesh he was attached to and the flesh on the sole of the foot. He screamed as he was compressed between the mounds of sweaty flesh. First his legs went and soon the pressure was relieved as his pain was put out by him blacking out before he was inevitably crushed. Jones was victim number two of Samantha’s rampage and she wasn’t even paying attention.

“Madam Samantha, the sauna is at your desired temperature of a hundred and four degrees. And shall I take your shoe out of it as well?”

“Yes, Cecil. Make sure it’s clean of any…contaminants before you put it back with the other one.” Samantha stood up as she then looked to the jar of micros she still had remaining. Unused and ready to be toyed around with, Samantha smiled a toothy and menacing grin causing all three of them to panic. Though they couldn’t go anywhere while trapped in the glass jar, they still ran around in circles occasionally bumping into each other which just made the giant woman laugh even more at their predicament. “I think I’ll pick...you.” With a simple grab with her fingers, Samantha had easily snatched up a poor defenseless micro man who was just trying to escape. The man’s name was Francis and he tried desperately to escape Samantha’s grip but it was futile as she held him at eye level, examining him for any and all flaws he might have. He was ripped, at least for a micro and fit but still powerless against her mighty fingers. A smirk soon developed on her lips as she suddenly thought of a place to put the micro man. Looking down at her nearly exposed chest, there was a small connecting elastic string that connected the two parts of the bikini top she was wearing. It was the perfect place to tie this guy down. “Cecil, hand me more of that thread. Just give me the whole roll.” Within seconds of the order, a robotic arm extended out from the wall nearby as it handed its master the roll as well as taking this opportunity to retrieve the discarded sandal from the pool without the body of the micro that was once attached to it. But as far as the virtual assistant was concerned, it’s order was fulfilled.

Francis screamed out loud as he was lowered down to her massive chest. Still fighting her massive fingers until the very end of his descent downwards to Samantha’s massive breasts where he was promptly pushed into the center of her chest. Francis screamed out in pain as his own chest was the part that absorbed most of the impact. He groaned out but soon something much bigger and louder overpowered his own screams of agony. Her heart beat. Every second, Francis would be bombarded by the large organ, hidden behind the walls of flesh and bone as it made its presence known to the poor man. Though it had a soothing tone to it, it was still down right horrifying that something that big yet hidden could overpower him without it even being around him. Then, as fast as he was pushed into her chest, he was relieved only to have his body subjected to being tied to the straps of her bikini top. The thread was tighter than the others, causing Francis to struggle to get any air going. Though he was a near world class bodybuilder in the micro world, underneath the goddess known as Samantha, he was nothing but a powerless hood ornament. Trapped between her two massive mountains of breasts, Francis could be trapped in worse positions.

Contempt with her chest ornament, Samantha moved on to the second to last micro in the jar. Reaching in once more, this time, she grabbed the last remaining micro woman and brought her under the same scrutiny that she’d done previously. The woman’s name was Anais and she was mortified to see all of her friends strung up around this tormentor's body. From the ones on her toes, to the one on her chest and finally the one that was closest to her, on her nose ring. All Anais could do was break down crying as she saw what Samantha had been doing to Jonathan, the micro on her septum. The lower half of his body, from his legs to his stomach, was covered in pink lipstick along with globs of salvia. Jonathan was just low enough for the massive woman to tease him repeatedly with an uncertain fate. For now, the thread held him firm in place but Anais knew it couldn’t and wouldn’t last forever, not against such a powerful force.

“I don’t know where to drop you little girl. Do you have any ideas? I’m open for suggestions.” Samantha for the first time, actually tried to listen to the small woman and hear what she had to say about her placement on her massive body. Though, what she got wasn’t what she had in mind. Instead of the micro woman listing out places on her gorgeous body she wanted to go near, she was instead begging for Samantha to let them all go without worry. Something the goddess of a woman wasn’t going to allow to happen.

“You monster! Let us go! We’re people, just like you! We don’t deserve this kind of treatment! We need you to help us but you’re not listening! Please, just let us go!” Anais screamed as loud as she could as she saw Samantha was thinking for a bit. This gave the tiny woman some hope as she finally managed to get through to her and her thick skull. But that hope was suddenly taken away as Samantha responded back to her plights by completely ignoring that she even said anything.

“I got it! I just got this so I’m super excited to try this out. How could I forget this one? Beyond me. Your idea sucks by the way.” Samantha then lowered the still begging Anais lower than she did with Francis. Down beyond her voluptuous chest and down near her exposed stomach was where Anais was heading. She could see exactly where this giant bitch was going to put her and she was going to fight every second of it. Her belly button piercing was bright and was ready for her, even if she fought. The strongest among them barely withstood the brunt of Samantha’s fingers, what was Anais going to do what anyone else couldn’t do? Quickly, she was strung up onto the metal piercing much like Jonathan high above her via her arms. Though she could still kick and thrash around, all it could serve as was treating the giant woman with some minor tickles. No real damage was done. “See, now we’re all set. Now let’s go relax for a bit in the sauna. I think you especially could use some warm water to calm you down.” Samantha toyed with Anais a bit with her finger as she began to flick her around in place as she headed over to the sauna. Though most of her ‘friends’ would be safe from drowning, there were still two micros in danger of that fate.

Down on her toes, Rose was still fighting for her life. Wiggling and squirming around, it seemed as though there wasn’t a thing she could do to escape this. She heard where Samantha was heading and knew if she didn’t escape soon, she’d more than likely drown, snuffed out like nothing more than an insect. Step after step, Samantha made her way to the stairs of her small sauna with Rose only now realizing the inevitable. If she couldn’t get out, she was certainly screwed. Before she was dunked into the warm chlorinated water, Rose managed to get in a deep breath before she was submerged. Her tiny lungs fought hard to resist the urge to let go but she knew that eventually, she would need air. Thrashing around in hopes that maybe the string would loosen up when in water, she was sadly mistaken. The string that held her in place wasn’t going to give in that easily and it seemed that she was going to be trapped underwater forever.

Sighing, Samantha went over to the side of the sauna as she relaxed for the first time in what felt like an eternity. Every bone in her body ached some sort of way as she relaxed in the calming waters. She scrunched her toes and suddenly, she felt her toe rings fall off and sink to the bottom of the water. Frustrated as she knew what this meant, Samantha leaned her head back in frustration. “Cecil, can you get my rings out of the sauna. And I guess save my friends too.” Without a second to delay, Cecil sent out a robotic arm once more into the pool where it retrieved all the rings that were once on its master's toes and brought them to the surface where it dropped them by her head on the concrete side. Not paying them any mind as Samantha barely cared for them, she relaxed as she began to float on top of the water, giving the micro on her stomach a chance to breathe once more.

“I haven’t forgotten about you my sweet little guy.” Samantha used her tongue to effortlessly tease the micro man, Jonathan, who was still attached to her septum ring. Sticking her tongue out as she had her fun with him, she eventually reached his private areas which caught both of them by surprise. The micro man gasped in shock as her massive, wet and warm tongue had basically ripped his pants clean off. “Oh, now we can have some real fun!”

“Please just let me go.” Jonathan managed to get out as Samantha brought her tongue just above his chest as she collapsed it down towards his crotch. He screamed out with both pleasure and pain behind it as the warm appendage created such a euphoric experience it was hard to contain but at the same time, the weight of it all was crushing to the small man. “Ahh! Please….stop…this.” Jonathan fought as hard as he could as he struggled against her might but like everyone before him, it was hopeless. Samantha was just far too powerful and strong for them to contend with. At this point, it would’ve been better to just let her have whatever fun she wanted. And that fun was to make the poor man blow his load all over her tongue.

Samantha went over and over his tiny body and his even smaller member in an effort to make him finally release and to her credit, she was getting close to fulfilling her goal. Jonathan wasn’t trained in the art of holding the urge in for long periods of time meaning he’d already gotten several nosebleeds which only meant he was getting dangerously close to exploding all over her tongue. Huffing and puffing, Jonathan couldn’t keep it in any longer as he finally unloaded his cream filled surprise all over the warm and wet tongue. Breathing in peacefully for the first time in a while, Jonathan actually smiled as he thoroughly enjoyed it even if he fought through most of it.

“That was pretty good for our first time. I think you little guy are going to be a keeper.” Samantha said as she stood up in the pool. She wasn’t lying when she said it was a great time for her, though the way she went about toying with this one wasn’t a favorite of hers, she thought this could be the start of something great. In fact, to celebrate that fact, she loosened his bindings a bit to bring him closer to her mouth as a means of a round two but this time not just with her tongue. With her soft lips, she brought him inside her humid mouth with her only stopping when he was chest deep inside. Moving her tongue around as she began to suck and savor his flavor, screams of passion were heard as Jonathan was receiving the best blow job he’d ever thought of.

As Samantha puckered up as she applied more and more suction to the small man’s body, the unexpected happened. The thread became loose which sent Jonathan flying down into her mouth, passing by the tongue that had given him the best thing he’d ever felt and was quickly swallowed by the giant human woman via pure instinct alone. One second she had a friend on her nose and the best he was gone, traveling down her throat at incredible speeds. “Oh, guess that didn’t last long. What a shame, I was actually starting to like that one.” Samantha felt the micro squirm and struggled against her powerful throat muscles for a useless endeavor. There was only one place he was destined to be and that was her rumbling stomach. Though she could save him from such a terrible fate by puking him out but knew it was too messy to save just one micro. “Sorry little guy. We had some good times together but I hope you know it isn’t personal.” Tapping her exposed stomach gently as she leaned back on the side wall, her belly button just barely over the water.

Beyond her entrapment, Anais could hear his friends screams for help as Samantha had sent Jonathan down into her deadly stomach. Screams of agony were mixed with the gurgling and sloshing of the acid being thrown around. It was enough for poor Anais to begin crying as she could only imagine the pain of getting eaten alive by an unfeeling and sadistic woman that saw them as nothing but toys. Anais went back to thrashing around as she tried to escape but was left just swinging around on the metal jewelry. It was truly hopeless and she began to wonder who was worse. The Mistress that chopped limbs off or this monster that just swallowed one of her friends whole and rather than save him from the fate of getting melted down, laughed it off as he was inside of her stomach.

“Let me go! Let me go! Listen you bitch, we’re not your toys that you can just mess around with! We’re peop-” Anais screamed as loud as she could before she was suddenly silenced by a massive finger that instantly regretted ever speaking.

“Such a rude little girl. Just because you’re tiny doesn’t mean I can’t hear you. You need to shut up or I can make you shut up. In fact, I just might.” Samantha pressed deep into her stomach as she poked the belligerent micro with such force, it instantly knocked her out. But she wasn’t satisfied with just silencing her for a couple minutes, so she pushed even harder into her skin, causing some slight pain but she pressed on as she soon felt a distinct *pop* that was heard as well. That was when she finally released her finger from her belly button as she know had red blood all over her pointer finger which disgusted her greatly. “Ugh, they always get everywhere. Gross.” Dipping her hand in the water, she remembered she had one last micro to toy around with and swallowing one of them got her thinking. She really needed more protein for her workout.

Reaching for the jar, she quickly shook out the last ‘free’ micro she had available to her, Travis. She started eyeing him down as he realized he was the last one to be added to her body as another ornament. Getting on his hands and knees in her palm, she began to beg for his freedom. “Please oh goddess of mine, let me go please. I will spread your might throughout the micro world. I’ll bring you more toys to play with if you just let me go!”

“Such a tempting offer but I think I’m just going to stick with you all today. I can always get more of you for later.” Samantha smiled as she blew Travis a kiss before she opened her mouth wide enough for the small man to see to the very back of her throat which just caused even more panic in Travis as tried to wiggle his way out from her grip but was kept still by the mighty fingers. To Samantha, it was almost adorable watching the tiny man try to weasel and squirm his way out of being a snack for her. “Don’t worry, I’ll make it fast.” Samantha then dropped Travis onto her soft and squishy tongue to prepare to swallow him down like she did with Jonathan before but Travis managed to catch himself on the one thing in her entire mouth that could possibly save him. The small metal stud that was near the place he was dropped. Wrapping his arms around the metal pole, he held on for dear life as the lips closed right before his eyes. Travis knew what was about to happen and now he held on to the metal rod as hard as he could. Samantha then began to pull everything in her mouth to the very back, almost causing the micro to black out from the quick but immense pressure. But when the sucking was over, Travis had survived getting eaten alive! He started celebrating albeit a bit too soon as Samantha knew where he was and what he was doing on her tongue and she was not about to be defeated by a man who could be overpowered by any minute part of her body.

“Ah, don’t count your chickens before they’re hatched, little guy.” Samantha spoke as she tilted her head back and opened her mouth fully, allowing Travis to not only be disoritated by the sudden shift in gravity but also blinded by the immense power of the solar rays suddenly coming into the once blacked out jaws he was in. Travis held on tight but the slippery metal pole wasn’t making his escape easy. Suddenly, he saw what would be his doom. Screaming out in fear, Samantha soon began gulping down a bottle of water which loosened Travis off her tongue piercing, perfect for what she wanted from him. With another hard gulp, she swallowed both the water and Travis, feeling his almost pathetic struggles against her mighty throat was satisfying to say the least.

Rose coughed up the water as she regained consciousness. One minute she was on the verge of drowning and the next, she was on the concrete surface. She groaned as she sat up, realizing that whatever brought her up to the surface had been unbound by the tread that once kept her trapped. She was free to escape and get out of this nightmare while Samantha was focused on the others. She could escape and possibly get help to free the ones who were left, if there was any left when she returned. But just as she was about to just bolt running out into the grass, she heard groaning from the other ring. She peeked over the ring to see Jarod struggling to get out of his own threaded trap. She needed to help him get out of here because who knew what this woman would do to him if he couldn’t get out.

“Rose? You gotta get me out of this! Quick, while she’s not looking!” Jarod whispered as Rose ran over to the ring and began to try to untie it as best she could. With some finagling, Rose did manage to free Jarod as she helped him up to his feet. Though his steps were shaky at first, he raced as fast as he could to catch up to her. “I’m right behind you Ro-“ Rose turned around slowly as she felt the earth itself quake with power. She was almost too shocked to turn around but when she did finally manage to build up the courage to look behind her to see the massive finger of Samantha right on top of where her friend just was. She was now being stared down by the mighty and powerful woman who looked like she wasn’t happy with Rose’s escape attempt.

“What do we have here? Are you trying to get away from me? No no, we can’t have that. Stay right there, if you run away I’ll do more than just kill you.” Samantha stood all the way up as she now towered above Rose as the small woman was in her shadow as thousands of gallons of water fell off the massive form of this woman. A lump began to form in Rose’s throat as the massive woman who had already killed many of her friends and now had her sights set on her. She bolted even if she knew it was certain death. But staying here was also certain death. She had to escape. There were no ifs ands or buts about her situation.

Rose ran the opposite way of Samantha’s incoming footsteps, hearing her hum a teasing tune as she stepped out of the small pool. It haunted Rose’s mind as she heard her footsteps getting closer and closer with each passing second. She tried her best to escape the horrific woman but at her small stature, she was dreaming if she thought she could escape the awesome might of this woman. “Funny that you thought running would help.” With a small flick of her big toe, Samantha sent Rose flying close to the grass where she might lose the small woman if she wasn’t paying attention which she certainly was.

“Please, don’t do this! You don’t have to kill me.” Rose begged as her side was aching and throbbing from the kick she had just received from her big toe which was now directly in front of her tiny body, wiggling and waiting to end her life. As much as she begged for her life to be spared, Rose knew that it would fall on deaf ears or more precisely, ears that just didn’t care.

“Oh but I do. You and your people are nothing beneath me. Nothing! You’re barely worth my time.” Samantha raised her foot high in the sky as she quickly brought it back down with a swift and decisive blow to the crippled micro. No last words were heard from the micro underneath her foot, not even a scream could be heard before her mighty foot was brought down from the heavens. All that could be heard was a quick squirt of blood that crept around and beneath her beautiful foot. “That just leaves you, my chest friend. You’re in the perfect place, you know that? I know a hundred guys and a few girls that would kill to be in your position.” Samantha soon headed off and away from whatever was left of Rose’s body to be cleaned up later. As quickly as she ended a life, she was already thinking about her next victim.

All Francis could do was scream as he watched the massive mounds of flesh he was in between be pushed against his minuscule body. His pathetic yelps for aid were quickly suppressed as Samantha squeezed her breasts together to crush the poor man. His body was mangled beyond what could be perceived as a person as his arms had been contorted in ways that were unnatural. He let out a scream as the warm and supple breasts were pushed closer together as Samantha breathed a sigh of relief. One minute, Francis was hanging on her bikini top and the next, his remains were pressed between two supple mounds of flesh that any micro or human would be glad to be mushed up against. Two blood splatters were formed on each of her breasts which wasn’t the best look for her so she used her finger to wipe the blood off her chest and dipped her hand in the pool to clean it off.

Heading back over to her chair, Samantha saw that her sandals were waiting for her side by side with one micro that was unconscious but alive still attached to it. Stepping next to them, she slid her feet in one after the other, feeling the small lump on one of her feet and not the other. “Pity your friends are all gone, I could use a foot massage after that. I’d have Cecil do it but that thing doesn’t get it quite right.” Then, there was a rumble in her stomach that made its way up her throat and out of her mouth resulting in a small but still distinct burp. “Or I could go for another snack. Though one without all my foot gunk on it. That reminds me…”

Yang was hopelessly trapped in the jar, a prison of glass that he just couldn’t escape from. No matter how hard he tried to climb up, it was just too sheer of a surface to climb. The entirety of the glass jar bottom was full of his hand prints in various heights as he attempted to escape whatever fate this Samantha woman had in store for him. For all his careful planning of escaping The Mistress, all the ones left behind to die who were begging him to take them with him, it was all for nothing. He was supposed to lead these people to safety and get back home but now, who knows what this monster was doing to them outside.

It hadn’t even been twenty minutes before he heard the door open, allowing him to once more see the monster that had taken all of his friends. He anxiously panicked as she headed over to the fridge, still clad in her bikini as she reached for a water bottle that was ice cold to the touch. Yang had nowhere to go and nothing to bargain with to keep him alive. Except of course, his life.

“Alright little guy, I’ve had my fun with our friends. Guess it’s time for you to go.” Samantha grabbed hold of the jar as she tilted it upside down, awaiting for Yang to fall down into her open palm but he held onto to the brim of the jar with all the remaining strength he had left. This surprised the massive woman but not so easily deterred from getting what she wanted, she lifted the jar higher in the air as she held it directly above her mouth. Puckering up for a kiss, her supple lips acted almost as the last thing Yang would ever see right before she would swallow him whole the same way she did with the others. She then opened her jaws up and presented the micro with a choice. Fall willingly or be dropped forcefully. A choice that both of them knew was a lose/lose for the micro that was beginning to lose his grip on the sheer glass surface.

Suddenly, Cecil rang in, interrupting the feeding his master was about to have. “Madam Samantha, you have a visitor at the front door. A Miss Natalie Flores for you.”

Dropping the jar with Yang flying back inside, Samantha groaned as she knew what this meant. She had a pretty good idea on where her newest ‘friends’ had come from but hoped she was wrong. And now it seemed like she was one hundred percent right with her assumptions. Walking over to the door, she quickly took the time to squeeze her toes together as she walked, instantly crushing the second to last micro she had left at her disposal between her soft and sweet looking toes.

“Did she say why she would be stopping by, Cecil?”

“All she said was that you would know why.”

Opening the door, Samantha was soon met with her neighbor several houses down, Natalie. Though she was a tad shorter than the tennis player, she still carried a sense of power everywhere she went. Samantha didn’t know much about her, even though they had crossed paths and mingled on several occasions. All she knew was that the woman was a doctor that dreamed of a better world for all. Though she did have some dark secrets, like Samantha herself.

“Natalie, I didn’t expect to see you so soon!”

“Oh cut the crap Sam, you know why I’m here. I know those idiots couldn’t make it very far, especially when I put trackers in all their necks. I learned my lesson last time you found some escapees in the alley way. You have no idea how long it takes me to find and grab these things. I can’t buy the press away like you can.” Natalie was clearly not happy with what her neighbor had done to her micros. “The micros I find will help usher in a golden age for everyone. And you killing them recklessly isn’t going to solve anything.”

“It’s not my fault they went into my house, Nat. Yes I had my fun, tons of fun with these things and no, I don’t apologize for doing it.”

“Just give me the last one you have left and we’ll forget this whole exchange ever happened. Hmm?” Natalie saw the jaw of the last micro sitting on the kitchen counter nearby and without waiting for Samantha’s permission, stepped inside and headed over to grab the last micro that had escaped. Yang. “Oh I recognize this one. He’s been planning a breakout for weeks.” Natalie grabbed the jar and held it up against her eye as she looked at the mess of a man that was cowering from just seeing her. “I knew I should’ve used this one first for the spine splitting surgery. Would’ve stopped you from running off like this.” Natalie grabbed hold of the jar as she headed back over to the door where Samantha was still waiting for her to leave. “If you really want some micros to play around with, I can send some that failed all the trials I put them through. Right now I have no way of getting rid of them but I think you can think of some, can’t you?”

“Is this...some sort of an agreement?”

“Don’t kill the healthy ones that try to escape me and I’ll send you ones that are a little broken in? Yes.”

“Deal.”

“Good, I’ll send the first ones to you in the next few days. Who knows, this little moron could be back here if he fails his trials.”

Yang screamed out as he not only lost all of his friends in the worst escape attempt but also returned back to The Mistress and this time she was gunning for him. His one regret was that maybe he should’ve just let go of that jar when he had the chance.