In this Chapter:   Kristen is called out by a patriarch of a lesser-known city.  Ginny questions her morals while she babysits Madelyn.  Kristen goes on a date.  Kristen visits the rooms late at night for a little power trip.   

Main Tags of This Chapter:  Crush.  Vore.  Unaware.  Feet. 

Kristen – 28   Madelyn – 9 months 

Lakeside Suburbs, USA

              Kristen yawned wide while feeding Madelyn, Kristen fresh out of a shower, her darker hair still dripping some wetness and sticking to the skin around her collar bones and shoulders while Madelyn was whining against Kristen’s chest.  Maddy almost refusing to feed, instead biting Kristen’s nipple with some force, “Ah!  God!” Kristen shouted at a particularly sharp bite which stung a bit more than she was used to dealing with in the prior months of consistent breastfeeding.  “Maybe we’ll switch to some more baby food, huh?” Kristen said, pulling Madelyn away, opening the fussy baby’s mouth to see her teeth becoming more and more pronounced. 

              Kristen grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her body, carrying the still whiny Maddy downstairs and into the kitchen, placing her daughter into the highchair next to the small breakfast table in an attempt to feed her food from a small jar.  Kristen was becoming a little frustrated that Maddy was still refusing the food or barely spitting it out as it dribbled down her face and chin.  Kristen rolling her eyes, but persisted, all the while Kristen’s phone was buzzing with texts from the leaders of the city which was becoming more and more typical since Leslie had departed a few weeks earlier. 

              She pushed the phone away further down the table so the vibration wasn’t as loud so she could focus on feeding her daughter.  Maddy still refusing to eat properly, it was the first time that Kristen really had run into this bad of a roadblock with Maddy’s behavior.  Kristen trying to encourage her with some high-pitched baby talk, and it seemed to work a little bit, but still her phone continued to buzz, just making Kristen more agitated. 

              Kristen angrily setting the jar of baby food down on the table causing a tiny amount of the mushy food to splash up onto Kristen’s face, wiping it away with her hand as she grumbled and huffed at the small annoyance.  Kristen finally getting Madelyn to eat after a few minutes, placing her down in the pen to play with her toys. 

              A little huff and puff in Kristen’s barefoot stomps as she retrieved the key and walked down the hallway, too preoccupied with annoyance to decide whether or not she wanted to change into clothes or rather keep the fluffy white towel wrapped around her body.  Kristen folded the edge of the towel around her larger tits to keep her body covered and to keep the towel in place before she twisted the key into the lock and stepped into the micro room. 

              “Hmm…” Kristen hummed with a more than irked look on her face, her brows slightly furrowed with a bit of a scowl across her lips.  Her bare feet slapping next to the cities who had still yet to be connected to a pathway as she rocked and shook everyone, her brand new tablet on the window sill next to her throne.  Kristen sat down and wiggled her butt back into the chair as she crossed one leg over another to at least keep her trimmed pussy covered and out of view, her toes, and soles still a little wrinkly from the shower she had taken. 

              Kristen wiggling her black painted toes in the sunlight as she looked down at everyone, the pathways coming along nicely enough, but they seemed to have slowed down some.  She reached for her tablet as she bounced and dangled her right foot in the air while her left foot was sat still on the ground next to Serenity. 

              She swiped open her tablet with the code for Madelyn’s birthday, seeing dozens of red notifications from all the cities.  Complaints after complaints was the usual from everyone, and about ten messages from Anton alone calling her the most beautiful thing that has ever existed in the universe.  Kristen rolling her eyes.  “Alright, I’m giving you all a new rule.  Unless it is an absolute emergency, nobody is allowed to send me messages between 10pm and 10am” Kristen said, then hmphed.  Yeah, she could turn her phone to silent, but she didn’t want to miss texts for work, or from Ginny, or Leslie, or the other girls in the neighborhood, or especially Sam, who finally asked her out on a date. 

              Kristen, distracted on her tablet, wiggled her left foot a little bit, picking up her toes and wriggling them right over Serenity’s skyline, Kristen hearing a little bit of a buzzing noise as she looked over her crossed leg and saw her toes were dangerously closed to Serenity’s outskirts, Kristen sliding her foot back a bit as her wet skin made an audible sharp streaking noise across the cool floor piercing the ears of everyone in Serenity for a brief second. 

              Her freshly scented soap giving off a pleasant odor for Serenity as well, with a subtle musk wafting off the skin of her foot, a eucalyptus and lavender mixed in with that familiar feet smell that tiny people were getting used to whether they liked it or not.  Kristen not even bothering to apologize, still annoyed as she looked back down towards her tablet screen.  Normally, she got a bunch of messages as soon as she came into the room telling her to walk gentler, or to be careful and watch out for flying crafts and planes, Kristen scoffing at those messages, thinking they shouldn’t even be flying anyway apart from the cargo planes carrying around supplies for everyone. 

               “Can someone give me an update on the walkway?  It looks like things have slowed down some for the last few weeks” Kristen said aloud to the city room.  Immediately, Kristen’s tablet lit up with a new message from a city she never really interacted with much called Braithe, Kristen knew it was an older man that was a president there, Kristen almost rolling her eyes that maybe Leslie was right about there might be too many men in charge down at her feet. 

              “Well maybe if your bitch sister didn’t kill 25% of the construction workforce then we might have made a little more progress by now, wouldn’t we?” the angry message from Braithe came.  A few emotions went through Kristen’s annoyed brain, yeah, it was a bad thing Leslie killed all those people, she knew that, but the overarching emotion Kristen felt than that tiny bit of understating was even more annoyance. 

              “I’m sorry, are you really giving me an attitude right now…” Kristen said in a dark and irritable tone.  Another message came back right away. 

              “No!  No!  I’m sorry, Goddess, that was terrible judgement!”  the president’s message said.  Kristen hmphed, that was the first time another leader other than Anton had directly called her a goddess. 

              “Well, if he said something then surely somebody else in this room has had a similar thought about what happened?” Kristen questioned as she looked down at all the micro cities.  No messages came through.  “No?  Well then good, we gotta keep working on this, I will still vie for your safety, I’ll still help with construction, but I don’t think talking back to me is going to help anyone in this room anymore” Kristen sternly said as she placed the tablet back down onto the windowsill next to her, thinking she needed to get a small little side table. 

              “I’m going to be busy tonight, Ginny will be around, be good for her” Kristen said as she uncrossed her legs, flashing all the cities her sex as she stood up and adjusted the towel around her body, knowing that if it were to fall off, many cities would be crushed underneath the thick, wet fibers.  Kristen taking a step into the open spaces all around the cities back towards the door, as only a quarter of the room had pathways built.  Kristen not paying as much attention as she was still a little irked about the morning, trying to take a deep breath and remember that she had a great date planned out later. 

              That was before Kristen felt a little wet and brittle crunch under a few toes of her right foot.  Looking down to see her black painted nails as she slowly lifted up her foot to inspect the damage as she held her hands up and gripping onto the top of the towel to keep it against her large chest.  Knowing that the middle city had a look straight up her freshly shaven legs towering miles above them. 

              She lifted her foot to see a couple red splatters sticking to the bottom of her biggest two toes, Kristen sighed deeply, gritting her teeth a bit, “this is exactly what the fuck I’m talking about!” Kristen raised her voice.  “Build these walkways, I’m sick of stepping on strays” Kristen said as she stomped out of the room. 

              She went back up to her bedroom and changed into some casual clothes after rubbing off the blood from her foot with the towel.  “I don’t usually snap like that…I’m not an angry person” Kristen whispered to herself, trying to soothe herself with her own voice.  Kristen not getting any messages from the cities for a few hours after that.  Was it the anxiety she was feeling for the date, was it Maddy being hard to feed earlier, was it Leslie being right about becoming a goddess over these tiny people, all those thoughts ran through her head as she pushed through the rest of the early morning trying not to think too much about how much of a bitch she looked like moments earlier.     

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              “Do I look good?  I look good, right?” a panicked Kristen asked as Ginny was sat on the couch with Madelyn atop her lap.  

              “You look amazing!” Ginny said.  Kristen twirling around in a fashionable outfit, a knee length and tight olive-green dress with some black strappy flat sandals.  “Is this too much black?!” Kristen yelled as she showed her black fingernails and wiggled her black toenails, a bit of smokey makeup and mascara on her eyes and face. 

              “No way!  It’s sexy and mysterious, your body has been just the perfect hourglass lately too” Ginny said with some encouragement. 

              “You think so?” Kristen nervously asked, her hands shaking a bit as she tried to smile. 

“Don’t be so nervous, you literally talk to millions of people every single day” Ginny said. 

              “Yeah, but you know this is a little… different… and thank you…” Kristen said, breathing a nervous couple of breaths.  “Alright, I guess I can only be so late…”  Kristen said as she adjusted a necklace above her mostly hidden cleavage, wanting to be a little modest for the date.   

              “Oh, yeah, you can’t be right on time, that shows desperation” Ginny innocently giggled. 

              “I am so fucking scared; this is the first date I’ve had since… well… my ex” Kristen said. 

              “You got it, he’s just some guy you work with, you’re a fucking queen” Ginny said with some emphasis. 

              “Yeah!  I got it!” Kristen agreed as Ginny smiled. 

“You be good for Ginny!” Kristen said as she came up and gave Madelyn a little hug.  “Thank you again… I swear I’ll make it up to you” Kristen said.

              “Oh, don’t worry about it… just have fun and try to give me a heads up and if things get heavy and you need more time…” Ginny winked as Kristen giggled a little bit. 

              “I will, you two have fun!  Text me if you need anything!” Kristen said, grabbing her car keys and leaving.  Driving downtown to a new cocktail bar that had just opened up near Kristen’s office.  She parked in a lot, looking herself over and over in the mirror to make sure her makeup and hair looked good. 

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              Ginny played with Maddy for a while, not really believing how sweet and easy of a kid she seemed to be.  Ginny texting her friends as she played show after show, even getting a couple yoga exercises in, but Maddy finally seemed to be getting a little tired as Ginny carried her up and laid her in the crib.  Although Ginny didn’t want to be a mom or have kids of her own, she considered adoption with her husband, and it was moments like this that made her think about it more.  Reading a bedtime story to the young child in the dimly lit pink room until Maddy drifted off into sleep. 

              Ginny curling her lips though, after having lost that sexual spark in her life to her husband for years, only rediscovering her passion for feeling good about herself with the tiny people bowing to her, using one of their planes and a few of some actual living micros to get herself off, she struggled with the thoughts about whether it was morally acceptable or not, having more time to process it since that day.  She just couldn’t feel the guilt in that regard as much as she felt the guilt in crushing nearly an entire city, it just felt different for her.  To Ginny, it felt like more of a reward, the validation of the tiny people all looking up at her beauty was everything she wanted from her husband and from her friends in the past. 

              Ginny satisfied that Maddy was fast asleep, turned on the baby monitor and went back downstairs, checking for any messages on her phone from Kristen, but her phone was empty.  Ginny tiptoed down the hallway and checked the doors with a small twist, they were both locked, a little annoying but understandable, Ginny knew Kristen trusted her and luckily never found out that she put a plane into her pussy, but Ginny still wanted to see the micros. 

              That was the worst part of her guilt, feeling like she was sneaking around her best friend’s home.  Sleuthing around for the keys, checking kitchen drawers and desks, Ginny cringing her teeth, “oh my god, I’m acting like a damn drug addict right now” Ginny whispered as she closed a kitchen drawer and put her hands over her face in embarrassment.  “I have to tell her…I do…no..no…fuck” Ginny speaking to herself pacing around the living room, checking in on the baby monitor for Madelyn before she opened up her messages. 

              “Hey, I hope your date is going well!” Ginny texted Kristen. 

              “He’s ordering us more drinks at the bar, it’s going so well, I’m a lil tipsy!” Kristen replied with excited. 

              “Hey, uh, I know this is a bad time, but like…I really need to get into the rooms, I keep hearing like a popping in there” Ginny lied.   

              “Whu – Why?  I don’t seer anything on my phone” Kristen quickly tried to correct her message to not appear as tipsy as she was. 

              “I don’t know what’s going on, but I have to check” Ginny said, cringing her teeth, feeling the guilt and shame still.    

              “Uh, okay, the keyt is upstairs in my room, stupid autocorrect isn’t working” Kristen texted. 

              Ginny placed her phone down and walked upstairs finding the key after a few minutes, feeling invasive of her friend’s privacy, but knowing it would be worth it, figuring out the morality questions along the way and in between her fun. 

              Ginny entered into the micro room, looking over toward the camera in the corner, realizing she can’t cut the feed twice, or maybe Kristen would be too tipsy and lusting after Sam to notice.  Ginny risked it, thinking Kristen was going to be too occupied to even remember their brief message conversation anyway.  

              Ginny located Crest, the city full of people who were already worshipping Kristen as a god, and showed enough respect to Ginny to bow to her as well, though she could only see dots of people in the street between her feet as she straddled the city from above.  Her mouth open as she stared down, lost in intensely sexual and playful thoughts that she was feeling in her mind and throughout her body as she was becoming almost instantly turned on. 

              Wiggling her hips forwards and backwards a bit without even realizing it as she took another moment to stare down at the plate sized metropolis.  She bent down to get a closer look at the city right beneath her groin, wearing some black leggings as the only barrier between her pussy and the city.  Placing her elbows on the insides of her knees as she gently cleared her throat.  “I’m asking for some… volunteers to come with me tonight” Ginny said, a bit of fervor in her voice as she had to keep herself from letting out a little bit of a moan.  Ginny deciding she wanted consent, to be desired, to not have to force micro people into her sex, that was her one hang up, but if people actually wanted to come with her then it felt more safe and acceptable, but she thought, no way they would actually want to come with her, until she saw a little mass of specks forming outside of the city. 

              Ginny looked around, freaking out, but also very excited that they were gathering around the tip of her right pink painted big toe.  There was no way she could pick them up, they were far too small to be handled directly, surely crushing everyone if she attempted to grab them.  She turned around and saw the middle city, the water bottle cap that the micros had been taking water from was available and emptied, she reached for it. 

              She placed the side of the cap down near the mass of volunteers and allowed them to walk in before gently picking them up and standing up as slowly as possible to her full height.  There were hundreds of micros inside the cap right below Ginny’s almond shaped dark brown eyes as she brought them in for a closer look.  She was trying to hold them as gently as possible, but her breathing was becoming more lustful as her arms bobbed up and down with the motion of her breaths, she could see the little dots of micros falling over in the cap as she widened her eyes at their fragility. 

              In that moment, she wanted to protect them so badly, she wanted them to be happy, this was a literal handful of people that admired Ginny and wanted to be with her, so much so that they were willing to risk their lives for her, hundreds of men and woman who thought she was beautiful and a goddess.  That much validation in a square inch space right beneath her porcelain face was almost too much to handle as she became wet.  The thoughts of protecting them and keeping them safe, wanting them to be happy faded away and were superseded by thoughts about how badly Ginny wanted them as much as they wanted her, to have them close to her, to pleasure her.   

              But no, she would have to wait and tease herself with her own thoughts as she carried them out of the room.  She wanted to have them all to herself in her own home, she had further ideas and didn’t want to fuck herself on Kristen’s chair again, thinking that was too much and feeling bad about it.  She would have to hide them away until Kristen got home, relieving Ginny of her babysitting duties so Ginny could take her hundreds of new servants back home. 

              Ginny carried the cap full of people out, taking gentle steps down the hallway back towards the living room, looking around for a place to keep the micros safe from danger and out of sight in case Kristen came back home unannounced.  Ginny left alone with her imagination running wild as she sat on the couch, she tried to keep calm and not rub herself knowing the micros were across the room in a special place all the while waiting for Kristen to return…

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“I think we should get a ride, no?” Kristen asked. 

“I think that’s a good idea” Sam said.  Kristen felt a little awkward, not sure about how to conduct herself, not having been on a date in a very long time.  She was trying not to show how much she was fawning over her coworker, but her drunkenness was not helping, she was smiling like a kid with a bag full of candy up towards the taller, handsome man.  His cologne smelled great, his hair was perfect, he squeezed his bicep a little when Kristen hugged onto his arm as he pulled out his phone to call for a ride, the both of them a little too intoxicated to drive themselves. 

“I had a great time!” Kristen said, not being able to handle her excitement, Sam simply smiled and put his phone in his pocket. 

“It doesn’t necessarily have to end, you know” he said, leading on his implication.  Kristen subtly bit her bottom lip and flipped her hair behind her ears in one smooth drunken motion. 

“I’ve never been that type” Kristen said.

“No… no… it’s just… I’ve always really liked you, I didn’t mean it like that at all” Sam said, his natural confidence almost disappearing as he was caught off guard. 

“I’m just messing with you!” Kristen shouted in stupor as she laughed. 

“Ohhho… You get a little sarcastic when you drink, huh?” Sam teased.

“It’s because you’re just so fucking cute” Kristen said with a grin.  Sam had a sly smirk, with nothing better to do than wait for their ride, he leaned in for a kiss, Kristen expecting a quick little peck on her lips but suddenly they were making out in the parking lot across the bar near Kristen’s car that she would have to pick up the next day. 

Kristen enjoyed it, letting herself fall into the kiss as she grabbed onto his shirt tightly, wanting more, she had been thinking about Sam for months, wanting him, confusing her thoughts with the sexual power she had over the micros and nanos sometimes with thoughts of being with Sam.  Eventually they let go, both trying to hide their giddiness and smiles. 

“Would you like one more drink at my place?” Sam asked. 

“Actually, I prefer my place if you don’t mind, I have wine… I just really gotta check in on Maddy” Kristen said. 

“That’s her name?” Sam asked.

“Yeah!” Kristen said, still hugging onto Sam’s arm.  Sam’s mood changing somewhat as he looked away with some anxiety. 

“I uhh… I don’t really want to fuck around some kid, it would be so awkward” Sam said with a nervous laugh.

“Umm…” Kristen stammered.  “I dont...”  Kristen struggling with words as she was taken aback.  Letting go of Sam’s arm. 

“I do, really, like you, but… the single mom thing just bothers me a little bit if I’m being honest” Sam said. 

“You’re the one who asked me out… you’ve known about her this whole time” Kristen sternly stressed; her mouth open as she was still feeling a bit of the spinning in her head.  Sam put his hand on his head in embarrassment and took a few steps away from Kristen before turning back around toward her. 

“I know… I know… I thought I could do it, but it’s gotta be my place if we’re going to do it” Sam said. 

“Wow… I uh…” Kristen said with severe disappointment in her voice, almost sounding sad. 

“Fuck, I’m sorry, I’m just a little drunk, we can still do something, it’s not about your kid, it’s just me being scared” Sam dismissed. 

“I doubt that… look if you want to just fuck, cool, I’m not feeling it anymore” Kristen said as she motioned for her car. 

“I shouldn’t have said anything, I would like to meet Maddy!” Sam said with a forced smile.  Kristen couldn’t tell if it was genuine, it didn’t feel like it.  All the sensuality and arousal she was feeling during that kiss disappeared in an instant, no longer feeling positive, just sad and frustrated. 

“See you at work” Kristen said with irritation.  Closing her car door and sitting in the drivers seat, ordering herself her own ride on her phone while Sam paced around the parking lot in regret before he eventually got in his own ride. 

Kristen just staring out of her windshield at the brick wall, she felt dejected, drunk, lonely, angry, wishing she could talk to her mom or dad.  For ten minutes she just stared without emotion on her face before the headlights of a car behind her got closer, indicating that her ride was there to pick her up. 

She didn’t say a single word in the rideshare back to her house in the suburbs.  A sad look on her face as she came in through her door to find Ginny laying down on the couch under a blanket just watching a movie on the tv.  “Hey, girl!  How’d it go?” Ginny asked as she scooted herself upright on the couch. 

Kristen huffing and almost tearing up as Ginny looked concerned, Ginny immediately wiping her smile off her face and walking over to Kristen to give her a hug, “what happened?” Ginny sweetly asked.  Kristen hugging Ginny back and sniffling a bit. 

“He said he didn’t want to be with a single mom, but then, woah, we can still fuck if you want…” Kristen said.  Ginny could smell the alcohol on Kristen, her words were slurring, she felt a bit wobbly in the hug. 

“Oh god… what a fucking idiot…” Ginny said, trying to comfort Kristen.  The two sitting on the couch as Kristen tried her best to look tough between her sniffles and wiping away a few tears, but her black eye makeup was smearing a little.  Ginny rubbing Kristen’s shoulders and back as Kristen vented to Ginny with drunken and sad words; how badly she liked him, how much she thought about him, that he knew the whole time she had a child, Kristen not able to understand months of them chatting, but when the actual night of their first date came, he just wanted to fuck her, part of Kristen even thinking she still wanted to, but it would go against her character. 

“Ty fucking sucked, Sam fucking sucked… what is with these men I meet…” Kristen said, throwing her hands up into the air and shaking her head.  

“Daniel fucking sucks…” Ginny hesitantly said. 

“Whoa… what… your husband?” Kristen asked. 

“I’m sorry, that just came out” Ginny said, trying to quickly dismiss it.

“I thought you guys were great” Kristen said with some confusion.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make this about me” Ginny said, curling her lips in worry. 

“No, it’s okay… just… thank you for being my best friend and letting me vent to you for the last half hour…you more than allowed to vent to me whenever you want” Kristen said.  Ginny smiling a bit as she took a deep breath. 

“I took some people…” Ginny said, her eyes wide as she looked at the floor with a forced and shameful grin.

“Huh?” Kristen drunkenly questioned. 

“Earlier when I went to go check on them, I lied, I went in there to take some people from Crest because… well…” Ginny hesitated as Kristen just furrowed her brow in confusion and stared at Ginny.  “Well… Daniel and I just don’t really do anything anymore and these little people have helped me a few times to make me feel better about myself” Ginny admitted. 

“A few times?” Kristen asked.

“Yeah… I uhh… might have… uh… maybe used… one of their planes as a sex toy… that day you went to go pick up Leslie at the airport” Ginny said, covering some of her mouth with her hand in shame.  Kristen still staring at Ginny with a confused look on her face as Ginny grew nervous, fully expecting Kristen to explode in anger, the thoughts before about ruining friendships flooding her mind. 

“Hahahaha!  What?!  Really?!” Kristen shouted in amusement. 

“Yeah… heh…” Ginny awkwardly laughed. 

“That’s so weird, also don’t lie to me… that part hurts, I wouldn’t have cared that much if you just asked me” Kristen said as she leaned herself back against a soft pillow and closed her eyes. 

“Really?” Ginny asked.

“I don’t give a fuck, if Daniel sucks, then now I fucking hate him, and Ty, and Sam… do you girl, do you…” Kristen said with sweetness only drunks could give.

              “I’m sorry about lying, I just didn’t know how to talk about it…” Ginny said, Ginny being so used to lying to herself, lying to her old bully friends to get them to like her, as if it almost wasn’t even a conscious choice sometimes for her, but Kristen was one of the first people she didn’t have to feel that way with. 

              “Yeah… well… let’s talk about it more when I’m sober… lying sucks, but I don’t think you did it to hurt me… you’re just as confused as me right now with life… we have this… like… such a deeper bond than we probably think and these are the-” Kristen talking before she burped up some tequila before giggling, “the conversations we gotta be having together as besties” Kristen drunkenly waxed. 

              “Well… here, let me show you this then so you can see what I’m talking about”  Ginny said as she stood up.  Kristen slumping back into the couch, her head a little dizzy as she pulled up her phone to check on a still sleeping Maddy in the baby monitor, ignoring the dozens and dozens of texts from the cities before she let her phone drop next to her with a cushioned thud. 

              Ginny bent down towards her shoes and reached her hand into her left shoe, pulling out the cap of micros who were stuck in her shoe for a few hours in the dim light and musky odor of Ginny’s favorite workout footwear.  Ginny gently walking back the cap of hundreds of micros back to the couch before sitting down next to Kristen, keeping the cap balanced in the palm of her hand before setting it down on the table. 

              “Is that one of the caps I use to give the cities water?” Kristen asked. 

              “Yeah, but inside are a bunch of your lil fans from Crest” Ginny said.

              “What… no way…” Kristen played along.  Kristen lurching her body forward and, sure enough, beneath her bulging tits, cleavage, and a dangling necklace was a cap full of hundreds of little specks. 

              “Yeah…” Ginny said, Ginny a bit nervous, now feeling bad for lying more than anything, more than the deaths she caused, more than the city she crushed, lying to her best friend and now her knowing it caused the most emotional distress, but it was becoming rather cathartic that she could now talk so openly about it.  Sober Kristen could have different thoughts though. 

              “So… what were you gonna do with them?” Kristen asked. 

              “I don’t know… maybe play with them, talk to them… who knows… wait no… no more lying about it…” Ginny said as she took a deep breath, “I was totally going to have them all down in front of me and my… uh… pussy and then maybe play with them…like… intimately” Ginny anxiously said, as Kristen giggled a bit. 

              “Ginny… Jesus…are things really that bad with Daniel?” Kristen asked.

              “Yes…yes they are” Ginny said with some disappointment in her voice, Kristen understanding completely how hard it must have been for Ginny, knowing those emotions of not feeling attractive or wanted by anyone as Kristen frowned. 

              “I got an idea…” Kristen said, for some reason in her inebriated brain it made sense in the moment, wanting to distract herself with fun, not wanting to feel those sad emotions about not feeling wanted, taking Leslie’s advice to heart instead, and cutting loose with confidence.  Kristen reaching out with her black painted nails and gripped either side of the cap full of micros before quickly bring it up to her large lips.  Ginny watching in confusion but couldn’t react in time as she watched Kristen bring the micros up to her lips. 

              Kristen sticking her tongue into the cap and bending the cap upward, simultaneously licking up the micros and dumping them into her mouth that wreaked of liquor before Kristen slammed the cap back down onto the table like a shot of alcohol at a bar.  Kristen smiling wide as she could feel hundreds of tiny squirming bodies on her tongue and between her teeth.  Kristen swallowing them all down a second later with a heavy gulp, dooming the micros to boil alive in her volatile ocean of stomach acids only made worse by the seafood and tequila bubbling in the vast dark pit. 

              “Uh…” Ginny stammered, unsure of what to say. 

              “Don’t worry, I’ll get you some more” Kristen said as she giggled. 

              “But you just ate people…” Ginny said. 

              “Well… you shoved a plane up your vag” Kristen said as both girls started to laugh.  “Be right back…” Kristen said.  Kristen swiped the key off the table and into her grip as she sauntered down the hallway, a little less gentle as she couldn’t feel how hard she was walking in her state.  Opening up the micro room and up to the cities.  Without saying a word, she tried her best to carefully step around the city open spaces and up to the middle city. 

              “You know…I forget your name sometimes… middle, capital, whatever… can you name yourselves something cooler…hehe” Kristen giggled as she squatted down on the outskirts of the capital city.  Her bare feet arching up as her heels were off the floor, reaching down before getting another little cap, but this one had workers still actively pumping water out as a few of them were smushed into the skin of Kristen’s fingerprint when it pressed onto them.  Kristen unable to feel their little bodies pop against her pressure.    

              Kristen stood back up and wobbled a bit, desperately catching herself from falling over or tripping as she giggled, but causing a massive tremor across the room as she had to slam her bare foot down to catch herself right on the border of Aker.  Kristen stepping up to Crest, “Anton, can you give me a few people, it’s for something special” Kristen said with a smile. 

Without hesitation in the dark room, only lit by the glow of the streetlights and the almost full moon in the sky, Kristen squatted down over the sparkling lights of her most loyal city, troves of volunteers poured out into the streets and filled Kristen’s transportation vessel, “okay, that’s enough” Kristen said as she flipped the cap back down to stabilize it as many unlucky volunteers couldn’t make it into their ascent to the heavens to be with their goddess. 

              Kristen looked back down at Crest with a smile, her olive-green dress stretching and pulling up at her thighs all the way up to her waist as her lacey white underwear was hovering right over Crest, she wiggled her hips a bit to give the tiny people a show before softly giggling and playfully biting her lip before she stood back up, her dress falling back down to her upper knees as she tiptoed back out of the room. 

“Here you go!” Kristen brightly said as she handed Ginny the cap full of thousands rather than a few hundred.  Ginny was a little speechless as she held them in her hand and looked down at all of them, some of them appeared to be floating as there was still a little number of leftover drops of water that weren’t fully harvested.  Of course, to the micros, those drops of water were each like a small lake. 

              “You don’t have to say anything, just take it as a sign that I’m not mad at you, just don’t lie to me and don’t get mad if I have to say no sometimes” Kristen said as she crossed her arms over her chest like a proud parent giving a lesson to her kid, but it only made sense to Kristen who was still wildly tipsy.  “I gotta drink water…” Kristen interrupted herself as she stepped off toward the kitchen to chug cold water that poured into Kristen’s stomach, sloshing around the hundreds of sacrifices form Crest as their skin was starting to melt away with agony, now being tossed around by a violent tidal wave of ice-cold water that pushed them down further into the acid to dissolve.   

              “Thank you, I uhh… I won’t lie anymore, I promise… can I do anything for you?” Ginny asked, her voice was pure, genuinely offering Kristen help.

              “I think I’m good, fuck Sam and Daniel… but no… I’m gonna check on Maddy and go to bed…” Kristen said with a wide lippy smile. 

              “Okay… love you, girl… wanna workout tomorrow?” Ginny asked.

              “Depends on how hungover I am… but yea… let’s talk, about Sam, Daniel… fucking… the tiny people you’re gonna play with or whatever… soon, okay?  Love ya, too” Kristen said.  Ginny slipped her shoes on and gave Kristen a quick hug before walking slowly down the street back to her house, not wanting to lose any volunteers on the way back.

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              Kristen wobbled upstairs, trying to get a hold of herself, cracking open the door a bit more so she could sneak into Maddy’s room, Kristen smiling as she reached her head down and gave Madelyn a quick little kiss on her forehead before gently walking out of the room and back into her own bedroom. 

              She swayed in her steps up to the mirror in her luxurious bathroom and propped herself up by her hands on the counter.  Staring at herself in the mirror, her makeup a little smeared and runny, her hair a bit of a mess, a rough night for sure.  The second Ginny walked out, and the second Kristen kissed goodnight to Maddy, her mind went straight back to all the negativity she was trying to avoid.  Not feeling wanted, not feeling attractive, feeling as if she was led on for months by Sam, that there was something wrong with her.    

              Kristen tugged at her green dress a bit in anger, part of the shoulder strap ripping as more of her right breast was apparent, partly spilling over the top of the dress now.  Kristen clenching her fists over the sink as she sunk her head down, resisting the urge to scream so she didn’t wake her daughter, but Kristen didn’t know whether to be sad or angry. 

              Anger, she felt it, it was the more powerful emotion.  Repeating Leslie’s words in her head as she furrowed her brow and assigned herself a mission.  She knew exactly what to do to feel better.  She stormed out of her bedroom, and down the hallway in the dark and quiet home before entering into the micro room. 

              Walking up to her tablet, narrowly avoiding stepping on some random city she barely remembered the name of.  She grabbed her tablet and turned on the lights to the ceiling, and if the stomping quakes didn’t wake everyone up at 1 in the morning, then the bright lights surely did.  Kristen tossed the tablet back down onto her black throne as it thudded against the soft leathery cushions. 

              Kristen stepped around the cities, giving them a fierce show of her bare feet nearly colliding with their entire lives, but Kristen was determined, still not wanting to carelessly crush people on purpose who didn’t deserve it, but her brain was on different ideas.  She stepped right up to Braithe, a little no name city that had barely contributed anything to the room, no engineers, no workers for the pathways, no planes for the water or food Kristen dropped off every few days, they were just leaches, simply existing in the divine grace of Kristen’s shadow. 

              “Remember when you were talking back to me earlier?  What kind of president are you to talk to me like that?” Kristen said as she raised her arms out to the side almost like a pro wrestler trying to amp herself up.  The entire city at the tips of her black painted toes.  “Do you remember Nyla?  Yeah, okay, good… by the way Nyla, if you can hear me… I know you’re still out there… I don’t forget” Kristen said, her words all over the place as she was trying to both channel her stress, frustration, anger, sadness, confidence, and being a goddess like Leslie said to be, all in one moment. 

              “Anyway, you…” Kristen said, picking up her foot and pointing her big toe down toward Braithe and the president who talked back to her.  The city trembling beneath her as she placed her foot back down next to the other.  Wiggling her bare toes towards the city, being out all night in sandals, a feint smell of sweat, leather, and feet wafted off of her toes and poured into the city streets as she could start to hear the buzz of terrified screams. 

              Kristen could hear her tablet behind her quietly beeping, surely the responses of the president.  “Oh, is that you talking back to me again?  Should I go check?” Kristen sarcastically and meanly said as she pretended to take a step back towards the chair before violently stamping her sole back down on the other side of the city, shaking weaker buildings into dust as she now straddled the metropolis between her legs and feet. 

              Kristen squatting down as the back skirt of her dark green dress collided with some neighborhoods on the outskirts, sweeping across thousands of homes and thousands of micro lives.  Her ass and pussy covered in lacey white underwear hovering over half the city as Kristen’s face hovered over the other half, but much higher up. 

              “I, Madam Kristen, gave Nyla’s city a chance… and it paid off…Braithe on the other hand… I’m not feeling quite as cooperative” Kristen said, slurring a few of her words as she gracefully placed a hand over her chest.  Kristen staring down at the tiny city, curling her lips around, she looked like a demon from below, her shadow makeup smeared around her hazel eyes, her smile seemed different, not evil, but devious.  Kristen playfully poked her finger against her lips as she looked up a bit in contemplation about what to do. 

              “I see two choices for you thanks to your wonderful president for not acknowledging me as a fucking queeeen…” Kristen drew out the word dramatically, channeling Leslie’s bossy attitude for herself, “you can either, A: hand deliver your president to me for a special talk, or… B: I squish your city, it’s not a hard choice… you have 10 minutes” Kristen said as she stood back up and walked to her throne, picking up her tablet and sitting down.  She read all the messages from Braithe as she started a timer.  She giggled a bit at the desperate messages form the president, even reading one out loud for everyone to hear, “please, queen, don’t do this, we are sorry, we will serve you with whatever request you have… that’s right…” Kristen adding on the last two words.  The messages stopped after one more ding. 

              “We are sending a plane with the president to you now” Kristen smiled as she read the text. 

              “Good choice…” Kristen said, smiling like a fool and slumping her head back into the cushion of her throne with her eyes closed as she sprawled her feet out on either side of Luxury and Serenity, the arches of her soles right above both of their cities as her legs were spread a bit. 

Just as she was getting comfortable and almost nearly falling asleep, the timer on her tablet beeped her awake before she swiped it closed.  Kristen looking around expecting to see a tiny little flying tube somewhere around her chair, but everywhere she looked there was nothing.  “Braithe isn’t stupid enough to lie to me, are they?” Kristen mumbled quietly to herself.  Kristen stretching her arms as she started to stand up, straightening out her dress in order to deal a devastating footstep to a few hundred thousand people.  Kristen trying to justify it in her head, it was one of the smallest cities, they never contributed anything, maybe the room was better off in the grand scheme of things if she just ended their existence quickly and painlessly. 

Kristen taking a step forward as she saw little tiny orange flash on her upper right breast.  A puff of black smoke caching her nose as she sniffed in the smokey odor, stopping her in her tracks as she realized that was most likely the president of Braithe’s plane exploding on her massive boob.  “Umm… was that him?”  she asked the room, the tablet dinging as she turned around.  

“Yes… the president was indeed onboard that flight” the message awkwardly read as Kristen couldn’t help but laugh. 

“Okay, we’ll that’s one thing taken care of…” Kristen smirking as she got an idea, she stepped back up to Braithe and looked down, her hands on her hips.  “Well… I’m sorry to say this… you didn’t get there within the 10 minutes I asked for… so… I guess this is it…” Kristen spoke with a bit of disappointment in her voice as she picked up her right foot, hovering her sole and toes over Braithe, giving them one last wiggle before started to lower her naked sole downward, hearing buzzing of the screaming reach a peak. 

She felt one little, tiny pin prick under the ball of her foot, their tallest building collapsing into a grey plume of ash and debris at the slightly touch for her sole as some of the screams died out.  Kristen’s foot darkening their sky as the shadow got darker and darker, all the details of her wrinkles and the smallest toe prints were visible to all the people below her, but suddenly the light was revealed again as Kristen pulled her foot back. 

Kristen spared the city apart from a few thousand people who died in the tower collapsing.  “I’ll be right back…” Kristen said as she stepped out of the room.  Kristen walking to her front door and grabbing her pair of black strappy flat sandals she had worn on the date, dangling them between her fingers by the straps as she walked back into the room and up to Braithe.  She placed the sandals down on the outskirts of the city effectively walling off half of their view apart from the titanic black straps strung out all over the flats of the sandals curling all around for thousands of feet. 

“Nyla… I know you’re out there… I want you as president of Braithe now… clean my sandals and make Braithe useful and I won’t bother anyone else tonight” Kristen commanded as she turned on her heels, leaving a smoke cloud billowing up from Braithe, closing the door behind her. 

Kristen returning to her room, taking off her makeup and dressing into some sleepwear, pulling out her phone and turning off the lights for the city room as a kind gesture.  She ignored the desperate drunk messages from Sam about still wanting to come over.  Kristen deleting the messages.  Kristen rolled over as one more message beeped on her phone, Kristen groaning as her head was still spinning, propping herself up on her elbow to read a message from the middle city. 

              “Goddess, we have renamed our capital city Servitus in honor of you… other cities have taken notice…Teros is now Queenstown… Arbut has graciously honored your sister with the name of Port Leslie…I’m sure more changes will come swiftly unless you command us otherwise, sleep well…” Kristen read the text before closing her eyes and tossing her phone to the side of the bed without much care.  Kristen puffing air out of her nose somewhat at the though that if she just went to Sam’s house to fuck then there would be a few thousand more people alive that night. 

              Kristen woke up hungover, beyond drained, hearing Madelyn’s cries only aggravated her headache more as she went about her morning sulking and suffering from the sensitivity of everything, feeling sickly or feeling like she was going to throw up at any moment, but she was in mom mode, tending to Maddy before she could take care of herself, thankfully it was Sunday, and she didn’t have to work at least. 

              When she finally sat down, she texted Ginny that she probably wasn’t going to exercise that day.  Just as she started to relax and buried herself in a blanket, an immediate influx of flashbacks of her night rushed through her head, audibly gasping as she brought her hands up to her head in shame when she remembered what she had done to Braithe.  “Oh my god… oh my god…” Kristen muttered as she walked down the hallway and opened up the door she forgot to lock.  She went right up to Braithe to find something interesting, there were thousands and thousands of micro dots all over her sandals… the dots seemingly cleaning them as the noticeable scuffs and oily residue on her sandals from the night before were now polished and shining…

              “Huh…” Kristen intriguingly hummed with a tiny smile…