Ninety minutes into her geometry class, Elizabeth felt like she had been there for hours. One of her least favorite classes in her schedule, the brunette did not enjoy the grueling two hours she had to show up for three times a week. Struggling to pay attention to the lesson topic of the day, her brain drifted away to something else; tinies.
Elizabeth was an avid collector, and, to a great extent, torturer of tinies. She ordered thousands of them monthly, in the smallest size available, about 1/10 of a centimetre. This was the perfect size for her, as she was a fan of having dominance over thousands of little people at once. One of her favorite hobbies (or, torture methods, as the tinies would most likely prefer you to call it) was entrapment. Elizabeth loved trapping hundreds of the tiny people anywhere she could; her bra, her panties, and most often of all, inside her socks and shoes. The girl believed that was one of the best tiny sensations in the world; feeling hundreds of little people crawling on her feet.
Today was no different. Inside her slip-on vans were hundreds stomped into her insole; forced to survive the sweaty, humid atmosphere under her black socks. Unsurprisingly, a lot were dead. Crushed to death by the metric tonnes of cotton and foot flesh that was above them as Elizabeth went about her day. The teen’s soles were a death trap for most, yet some prevailed. A few managed to survive by hiding between her toes, or between the arc of her sole. The ‘luckiest’ of all were the ones who ended up far into the toe of her shoe. Those few traded off being crushed under her massive foot for fighting her toes and trying not to end up under them as she walked.
Elizabeth thought of the people in her feet, and wondered how many of them were still alive. The sadistic girl chuckled, wondering if there was a chance that none were alive. Since she slipped her shoes on this morning, she felt many quiet pops and crunches throughout the day.
Why not find out? She wondered, as she thought of a devilish game
Placing the tip of her shoe on the heel of its’ twin (accidentally ending a few of the lucky toe section tinies), she pried her socked foot out of its confine. She then proceeded to do the same to the other foot, letting both of her feet out of her shoes.
It was an odd experience for the tinies inside. Obviously a dozen were squashed by the action of Elizabeth taking her shoes off, but there were still hundreds of survivors. The survivors all pushed themselves off the ground, feeling relieved by the weight that was just let off of them. Thoughts bounced around each of them. Are we free? Is she home? I didn’t think I’d actually survive! The tinies began to get optimistic. Some of them started to believe that she was home, and that she forgot about the tinies in her shoe, thus optimism sprang as some believed they could try to escape their prison.
The thoughts of the ones towards the mouth of her shoe were very different.
There were not as many survivors there, but the ones who were there looked up and realized the fate that was upon them. Above them, dangling high, were two massive black socked feet, and even higher was their captor, trying to take a peek below the desk with a devilish grin on her face.
Elizabeth casually lowered her toes onto the back of her shoes, as she dangled and tipped them backwards. The tinies inside them started to fall down the insole, barreling down towards the outer back wall of her shoes. A few sustained injuries during their fall, slamming into the sole and colliding into their fellow shoemates. There was a small pileup near the back of her shoes, but that wouldn’t last long, as she tipped both shoes over, letting the prisoners spill out. The dust sized people fell onto the carpet below, fearing for what was to happen to them next. Elizabeth returned her shoes back to their upright position, sending a few of the prisoners back into their insole hell.
Pushing her shoes over to the side, Elizabeth began to get excited for the next step in her game; ‘the fun part’, she thought. The tinies below began to scramble and panic, running in all directions on the field sized landmass of carpet under her desk. Above them were Elizabeth’s socked feet, her cute toes wiggling. To an average sized person, Elizabeth’s feet were small and dainty, but to the dust sized mites below her, they were apex predators. Deciding to go easy on them (for now), Elizabeth slowly began to poke her big toe into the crowd of people. To the panicking crowd below, it looked like a meteor was about to strike, and people began to run away from the impact zone. They couldn’t run fast enough though, as the girl’s toe slammed into the crowd, crushing nearly a dozen people.
Elizabeth had to hold in her excitement feeling the slight pops under her toe. She wished she could hear the screams below. It turned her on so much, having this massacre in the back of her math class. No one besides her was aware of how many tinies were being crushed. To any casual onlooker, it would just look like a girl letting her feet breathe. Elizabeth revelled in this fact, as she began to slowly lower the rest of her feet onto the ground. The people below began to fruitlessly run away from the lowering cotton monolith above, hoping that there was some chance of escape. She decided once again to go ‘easy’ on them, as she decided not to apply the full pressure of her feet.
First, the rest of her toes landed on the ground, pinning a significant group of them. Then, the ball of her foot touched the carpet, pinning an even more significant group of them. Finally, she lowered the rest of her foot, slowly but surely. As her heel hit the ground, an even larger, even more significant group was pinned under her foot. Their must have been hundreds who were pinned under her foot, just like they were back in her shoe. She bit her lip as she felt the sensation of hundreds squirming for their life under the soft fabric of her sock. She very subtly drummed her toes against the people on the floor, feeling them try to resist the five towering monoliths. She eventually grew tired of this set up though, as she decided it was squishing time. The girl applied weight to every part of her foot evenly, and the people below began to realize their end was near. If you were to listen close enough, you would have been able to hear the quiet squish the mites made as their bodies were crunched into nothingness. This sensation was even better for Elizabeth, as she made a quiet and curt moan under her breath.
Elizabeth peeked under her desk to see if there were any survivors, and realized that there were still a few significant groups under her desk that were ready to be disposed of. The first group was disposed of quite easily; she stepped on them, hard, with the ball of her feet. It was a very sudden and violent step, causing the unlucky population on the carpet to burst into stains on her socks. There was another group too, near the leg of her desk. She spent a good second wondering what exactly their plan was, as she slowly creeped her foot towards the leg. The people near the gigantic metal leg began to panic as they noticed the monstrous foot approach, but their panic ended quickly as her toes wrapped themselves around the leg. The tinies wriggled in agony as they were smothered out in between her toes. Elizabeth smiled silently as she enjoyed the sensation of the tiny group wriggling against the ball of her foot. She decided to give the last group a reward (her definition of one, of course). She peeled the sock off of her foot, rolling it up to let her bare heel show. She slowly pressed her soft, sweaty, and sticky heel to the group on the floor so as to not crush them. The tinies were pressed against the soft skin, and began to adhere to the surface. Elizabeth then took her foot off the ground and rolled the black sock back up, sealing them away.
Should be all of them, she thought, slowly sliding her feet back into her shoes, damning the shoe’s population and the sock’s new population back to their hell. Elizabeth then looked back at the clock and heard the bell ring, as she stood back up and grabbed her bag. She was extremely excited to get home and play with even more of her collection
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The survivors under the desk cheered as they saw their ex-captor walk away from the desk. They were free, gone from the horrors they withstood while part of her collection. They had no clue what their next move was, but they were too excited from their newfound freedom to think that far ahead. Suddenly, they started to feel a presence above them. There was a class after this, and someone wanted their ex-captor’s seat. A woman in a floral dress sat down in the chair, striking fear into the tinies hearts as she pulled her sandal clad feet under the desk. Should we get her attention? She could be one of those tiny activists? The tinies had no clue what to do, but their argument was cut short. The woman above was bored of waiting for class to start, and decided to slip her sandals off. She was just on her phone as she let her feet dance onto the cool surface of the carpet, unknowingly causing peril for the tinies below. Many of the escapees were trying to run away from the light blue painted toes of the colossal woman above, and most were not succeeding. The cute pink toes condensed the mites into the carpet, and the murderer was none the wiser to what she had done. As she let her feet play with the carpet and her shoes, she was causing an unaware massacre for the dozens of survivors who remained, slowly deteriorating their population.
One of the survivors managed to make it out from the reach of her toes, and he felt extremely lucky. Escaping the grasp of one giantess was impressive, let alone two. His victory was cut short as a shadow overtook him. Looking up, all he saw was the gigantic boot of a third giantess; and he didn’t think this one was escapable.
Emma walked in front of Chloe’s desk, hoping to sneak in a chat with the girl before class started
"Hiya Chloe, love your dress! Do you want to drop by my place after class? I just got a new shipment of one-inchers in…."
It all started with a blinding flash of light.
The people of earth had no clue what was going on. A large, nearly ten mile tall portal appeared over a large city. Every news source reported on what limited info they knew about it. Governments across the world went into a full panic, assuming it was an attack. Religious followers theorized it was the start of a rebirth of their followed God.
They were all sort of right, in their own way. Though you can’t blame them for not being completely right. No one could guess what actually happened next
A colossal woman, human in appearence, emerged from the portal. Nearly the same size of the portal, she was stunningly beautiful clad in a quite regal and formal dress. Her heels collided with the ground below her, snuffing out the population below. Thousands of lives and buildings were turned into nothing under the beautiful shining white, opened toe heels. The people under the arches feared for their lives, not knowing what was even going on.
“Greetings… Earth. I am Princess Lilliana, from the Great Supreme Fourteenth Empire of The Outer Universe”
The words from her mouth echoed across the continent, as people froze in their steps.
“Our military has recently… acquired… your galaxy. This earth, and billions of other planets like yours are now in our possession.”
The denizens of Earth were confused. How have they not known about an entire human-like empire? What were they going to do with them?
“Let me clarify…”
Lilliana took a quick step forward, snuffing out a great chunk of the city infront of her underfoot. She twisted, furthering the damage and causing a great catastrophe below.
“You are now all my toys.”
Needless to say, this did not ease the panic. People fled for their lives, running away from the areas near the princess. This was a fruitless avail, but the humans did whatever they could in their power to save their lives.
“First step… Now that I’m alone, I’m going to get a bit more comfortable. I assume you all don’t mind.”
She giggled after, as she snapped in the air. Like magic, her regal dress floated right off, hovering next to her. She was now scantily clad in her bra and panties, though like her dress, they too looked regal and elegant, with beautiful lacing and ribbons. She chose to keep her heels and other accessories like her earrings and rings on. She preferred to look elegant, over looking too simple. Afterall, the ants below needed to understand her status.
Again at the snap of her fingers, the dress fell. The mounds of fabric fell to the ground right on top of a heavily populated city. An entire city was nearly pulverized under the pink and white dress, being so large that it had almost the same impact as a meteor. Millions perished under the fabric, and even worse most survived. Forced to try to survive under the fabric, they were surrounded by the scent of Her. An exotic and luscious perfume, which was not as appealing and stunning when it was all that they could smell.
“I hope you don’t mind me leaving that there~ Please don’t try to dirty it up too much, I don’t want to create a lot of work for my servants later”
With that, she proceeded to keep walking forward, surveying her land below. Of course, this caused great calamity at her feet. Every step was met with disastrous results, as she uncaringly walked over millions. Even the debris that fell off her shoes caused chaos, leading many to be destroyed by the meteor-like dust.
Once she reached the ocean front, she decided that this would be an excellent place to rest. She started to lower herself onto the ground, which led to catastrophic results.
First of all was her hands. Pressing her fingers into the ground, she destroyed entire neighborhoods under her perfectly manicured digits. Thousands were killed under both hands, and the people beneath her palms were enshrouded by darkness. They accepted their fate as the palms slowly lowered and collided with their city. Their lives were reduced to nothing under the pale, smooth hands of a young princess.
Next was her monolithic, perfectly rounded monster of an ass. What would look quite appealing on a human woman was a great horror to the humans below. Two gigantic pale globes held back by a thin white lace was slowly but surely finding its way to the land below. People ran in all directions, in a futile attempt to escape the princess’ gigantic peach. Of course, this was pointless to most people. Her bouncy behind hit the dirt, causing the most damage out of any of her previous activities. Worse thing was that she decided to adjust her rear a little, causing people who escaped on the sides to be smooshed right out of existence.
Then, her feet slid forward, her unstoppable heels pulverizing the earth. As they pushed themselves forward, millions of humans became unseen stains on her white shoes. She ended up stretching her legs fully, resulting in even more perishing under her endlessly smooth calves and thighs. To the ‘lucky’ cities near her shoes, they could look up and see the dirtied underside of her heels, reaching endlessly into the sky.
Of course, this wasn’t the end, as Lilliana decided to lay down further. Her bare back slowly collided with the ground. The smooth skin demolished even more, leading to even more millions being added to her kill count. Her beautiful blonde hair tangled it’s way into cities like thick tentacles. People met their embarrassing end under a young woman’s locks as they pulverized through buildings and people like nothing.
Finally, she was laid down. What was a simple act for her was one of the most devastating events in humanity’s history. If they were to rebuild, which they were quickly realizing was probably not going to happen, it would cost thousands of trillions of their currencies. The death toll reached hundreds of millions dead underneath this despicable and cruel woman.
And yet? She wasn’t even comfortable.
“The land here is… quite unpleasant. I’ve laid on many smoother planets in my time. Frankly, I’m disappointed… Maybe if I just…”
The people who thought it was over were devastated as she began to roll over. The events from before happened again quickly, with the added effect of her massive bra’d tits smashing through the earth like two great asteroids.
“It’s a little better. Not perfect though, definitely on a lower tier than others”
If the people below didn’t feel inconsequential before, they did now as the gigantic princess compared their home to bedsheets.
To make herself even more comfortable, and obviously to cause more damage, she kicked off her heels, using her God-like magic to untie them. For her own amusement, she used her levitation to throw the heels halfway across the planet. The white shoes barreled through the air, then proceeded to land on a far-away landmass. ,resulting in magnitudinal results where they landed. Millions once again perished under her footwear, and the people who didn’t were surrounded by the intoxicating aroma of her foot smell.
Her bare feet rested back onto the destroyed landmass they were on before, her soft toes wiggling into the land. To the people near her feet, they looked like gigantic mountains as they laid overturned next to them. The wiggling of her toes caused quakes, even causing some miniscule buildings to fall over. Even her toenails cut and dug into cities and resulted in the deaths of many humans. It was pathetic, to say the least.
As she went to fall asleep on the Earth below, she was awakened by the sensation of a pinprick. Many pinpricks, actually.
“What on… Are you little mites biting?”
Lilliana then opened her eyes to see specks of fire on her body. Using her godlike sixth sense, she came to the conclusion that no, it wasn’t biting, this was their attempt at attacking her.
“This? This is your defense system?”
She roared with laughter.
“Forgive me for my crude behavior little ones, but that is p-a-thetic! There are ticks on my home planet that do more damage than that! Let me show you what true power is like.”
She effortlessly threw a hand up, and pointed a finger at an untouched city in the distance. In an instant, a laser bolted from her finger and evaporated the entire city. There wasn’t even ashes left, as the entire city was pulverized into quite literally nothing.
“That’s the result of that? I use that power to get rid of ants on my desk! And it burned down an entire city? You guys are laughably pathetic. I’m going to have to tell some of my sisters about this, maybe they’ll pay you all a visit”
With that, she stood up, her smooth bare feet compressing the land she was once laid upon.
“I was planning to rest here but really… your guys’ planet is as comfortable as a rock. I’d much rather be in my bed. It’s not even that beautiful here…. Shame really.”
She stroked her arm through the air, as a portal like the one that opened before appeared.
“You guys can keep my dress and heels, actually. Let them be monuments of today. Save you the work of having to build anything~”
She was about to walk into the portal, as she stopped herself.
“Though… if I’m going to leave you gua279;ys a gift, I think I deserve something as well”
She closed her eyes as her hands began to glow. Suddenly, a tremendously large chunk of the earth started to float up. Hundreds of cities and billions of people were lifted into the air, as their own landmass began to rise.
“Hm….. Too large for my tastes. Shrink for me, would you darlings?”
The landmass began to shrink rapidly. What was once about two feet (which is to say, thousands of miles for the humans) of land for the princess was quickly reduced into about three inches. Suddenly, a glass dome appeared over the land, enclosing everyone and their homes inside.
“Perfect! A souvenir from my little Earth. This will look excellent next to the others~”
She held the “display” in her hands, as she walked through the portal, returning to her home universe. The portal shut close, as peace was finally restored to the Earth.
Billions of people were left alive, but mentally scarred. They feared for the inevitable day that she, or someone like her, would arrive to finish what she started. Her high heels and dress were too large for any tool to move, so they stood there as a reminder of her. The craters she created were also too large, serving as permanent scars on the land.
Only time could tell what was next for the humans. All they knew was that from that point on, they were no longer top of the food chain.