It’s been many months since John was shrunken down by that alluring witch and sentenced to a life of miniscule perils of the massive apartment complex. He hadn’t even known why he was tiny at first, being simply a bystander in a bus when the witch got upset and ending up in her hands immediately after to be toyed with and deposited on her floor. Since then the athletic young man has managed to find a home in one of the more distant apartments from where he started, having led the group from the bus into an area with plentiful food and shelter, while still being clean enough that he didn’t need to fear for any threats on his little colony. The only problem was that this apartment was populated with two boys who were more than a little destructive to the tiny people.
The two rather feminine men, despite their relatively short stature, were a devastating threat to the microscopic people beneath them. The more responsible one was Chihiro, who often took care of the cleaning and general household duties. The short black haired boy would often be at odds with John’s colony, not that the titanic femboy knew that was the case and that he wasn’t just getting rid of bugs and stains on the floor, his massive yellowish eyes unable to recognize such pitiful creatures as people.
The second was Saika, a dirtier and more outdoorsy contrast to his roommate. Saika often went out and didn’t bother cleaning up that much, which often put him at odds with Chihiro. The light brown haired boy was just as dangerous to them despite also being their main food source, himself having an odd interest in bugs, one which can only be described as playfully sadistic. He couldn’t help but shudder thinking about how many perished for some strange game of the awful giant. John would do anything to avoid the gaze of his gray blue eyes, not wishing to share the fate of many before him.
A silver lining was that Saika in general spent a lot of time outside, likely related to his interest with insects. Chihiro himself was gone for longer periods since he seemed to do all the shopping, and both of them went out to college so that would give them ample time to collect food or anything they needed while the two titans were away. However, this time it wouldn’t be so safe for the poor specks. Though none of them could tell the time of year anymore, they could assume it was some kind of break from college for them, leading to them being around more often than usual. This proved to be devastating for the supply of the growing colony which just recently discovered more people that stumbled upon this apartment, the food need of John’s people was becoming critical despite the lack of a safe way to gather it now.
He would stare into the distance, beyond the shadow of the couch that his people lived under and into the massive forest of fibers that made up the rug. Farther away he saw Chihiro cleaning the ground with a broom, the massive giant wearing a maid outfit as he swept at the ground. John would remember an event from the past, back when they had only just arrived and were desperately looking for any sort of food.
A small group of eight people had managed to find some stray crumbs from a chip, scattered around the area of the rug that they could easily sneak in and grab. It seemed like such an easy thing to do, they were hidden and nobody would notice them, and the food was quite close to their colony so it wouldn’t be a long trip. That was until Chihiro showed up, his steps shaking the ground as he got closer, holding a massive machine that brought terror to the small gathering party, a vacuum cleaner.
Immediately the group began to scatter in a wild panic as Chihiro got closer, his steps shaking the earth and making the specks collapse onto the ground, slowing down their already futile escape. And then the vacuum began to loom in the horizon, the tree sized fibers of the carpet doing nothing to obscure the leviathan of a machine that loomed over them all. And then he turned it on, a powerful sounds echoing so loudly around the tinies that they had to cover their ears in pain. The wind then started to pull them towards the maw of the beast, some of them desperately holding onto the trunks of the fibers while others simply flew, sucked up into the darkness of the vacuum cleaner. The rest kept struggling to hold on, but before long the force was too powerful and would slurp them up like miniscule snacks for the machine. John could only watch in horror when that happened, not wanting to think about the people who are now stuck in the vacuum bag, buried under tons of dust and garbage that would suffocate them to death in the pitch black darkness.
Since then John forbade anyone from entering the fiber forest under any circumstance, not wanting to risk any more deaths, especially in such a brutal and horrific way. Alas, this also made it more difficult to obtain food as they needed to go farther, something which was relevant to his situation now as he assembled a large group of several dozen people to make their way to their goal in Saika’s room, hoping the more slovenly of the two giants would have left some more crumbs for them. While one would imagine this would be an easy task, due to their absolutely miniscule milimeter tall size, it would take several people working together to carry back what amounted to a singular crumb, often needing to break it up into pieces and spread the load for them to bring something like that back. The upside was that they would get to eat from said crumb of food for a while, their meal reserves often spoiling sooner than running out.
The group would soon leave, taking the long route by climbing up the length of the kitchen elements. Though they didn’t gain any climbing ability at this tiny size, they did have a plethora of strings or loose hairs they could use to make climbing rope, such as the one that was set up behind the element, neatly tucked between it and the wall so as to be hidden from Chihiro’s gaze. It was an arduous task to set it up, and it cost a few lives, but now they had a relatively simple way to traverse the countertops, something which they were thankful for now that they had to once again make their way around.
From here it was a long, but relatively safe journey across the massive, white surface of the counters. It almost kind of resembled some weird desert, the bright light of the room’s light shining on them with the same intensity as a summer sun, its rays reflecting roughly against the pale surface the tiny party was traveling across. It was bothersome, and some of the ones who weren’t used to it had to keep their eyes half closed, but ultimately it was trivial compared to the dangers of walking across the floor, let alone through the carpet fiber forests that made up a majority of the ground beneath them. John couldn’t help but look down the side of the massive cliff, seeing the incredible distance between him and the ground and knowing that this height hardly even put them up to Chihiro’s stomach level.
While he was contemplating this, he’d notice out of the corner of his eye that a small part of his group, four people to be exact, had suddenly split off from them and began to walk towards a massive white blob that stained the surface of the counter. John had already seen it, the big patch of yogurt the size of an Olympic swimming to the mites, but he had ignored it on purpose. His eyes would widen as he turned to them, immediately yelling out loud for them to return. But they seemed to either not hear him from excitement or ignore him, the naive tinies thinking they just found a shortcut to the meal they’ve set out to obtain. John couldn’t believe his eyes as he kept yelling at them, only for his tiny voice to suddenly be interrupted by the sound of thundering footfalls behind him. His mind quickly shifted from the disobedient group to telling the rest of them to get moving, running as fast as they could and continuing their journey as he watched Chihiro’s titanic form suddenly getting closer to them.
The four tinies screamed in panic as they soon found the massive femboy leaning towards them, his head covering the sky as his enormous yellowish eyes stared down, squinting at them. Paralyzed in terror, or even trying to scream for his assistance, they wouldn’t receive much of a reaction from the giant other than a disgusted expression as he began to pull back. In view came something massive, an enormous towering container, a spray bottle full of cleaning liquid. His other hand would set the broom aside, letting the handle flop down and smack against the top of the counter, the impact causing a thundering roar to John’s still running group, shaking them for a moment before they continued trying to run, being just out of view of the tunnel visioning maid.
Chihiro would bring the spray bottle closer, pointing the gaping hole of it towards the tinies as they scream in terror. One of them got stuck in the yogurt, the substance making him sink into it and trapping him, not that he’d have any better chances if he wasn’t subdued by a dairy product. The rest ran aimlessly in various directions, but their tiny steps were so minute that the movement was hardly visible to Chihiro’s distant, vacant expression of revulsion. Then he’d pull the trigger of the spray bottle, massive droplets shooting out from it and right towards the pool of yogurt, as well as the miniscule mites that surrounded it.
John would shudder as he looked back, seeing the droplets swiftly fall onto those below, landing on top of them with merciless precision as the four people immediately found themselves engulfed by the powerful liquid. It wasn’t enough to drown them, as they’d swiftly manage to resurface and swim up, but the liquid itself began to burn at their skin, making them scream out in pain as they found themselves sinking into it again, the already difficult to swim in substance being made harder with the pain. Two of them would find themselves engulfing the liquid, choking on it and sinking into the depths of the large droplets. However it wouldn’t matter if they survived as Chihiro soon moved his hand to rip off a paper towel from nearby, lowering it down onto the ground and swiftly dragging it over the counter. The massive white wall would overwhelm them, rolling over them as Chihiro wiped the counter and crumbled the thing into his fist, crushing them, and if not then surely forcing them to suffocate or drown within.
His hand would unceremoniously toss the crumbled paper into the nearby trash can, the giant letting out an annoyed sigh as he spoke: “Darn it, Saika. What did I tell you about cleaning up?” He shook his head in disapproval, not even having noticed the four people he had so easily disposed of as he picked up the towering shaft of the broom and continued to sweep. John and the rest of the group could only stare in shock as the titan continued about his day, some of the more green of the shrunken people feeling sick in the stomach after what they had just witnessed.
The journey took them an entire hour, but eventually they would climb down the counter and find themselves going under the massive door that lead into Saika’s room. It was by no means a slob’s room, but it was definitely not clean either. It definitely had its fair share of carelessly tossed clothing and bits of sock lint, dust or dirt on the ground, much of which was far more perceptible to the tiny group than to any ordinary person. As they enter the massive room, John couldn’t help but look at the bed on the other side, currently empty and messy. A frown formed on his face as he started to remember the last time he was here, shuddering at the thought.
Saika, being the bug enthusiast that he was, tended to have a more keen eye than Chihiro, and so he did eventually notice one of the many groups of tinies. At the time they thought they were saved, thinking that their struggles were finally going to end. But Saika noticing them didn’t mean he thought they were people, and it certainly didn’t mean he would be nice to them. John remembered that day, as he saw Saika notice the second group that split off from him that day, how they were noticed and how Saika lowered his hand down, effortlessly scooping them up between his fingers in a manner so casual and careless that many of them would scream in pain from the pressure of the titanic walls of flesh pressing on them. They could only watch in horror as the giant femboy bit his lips and sat down on his bed.
John would watch in horror as the titanic femboy would start lowering his other hand, pulling his pants down and revealing his bulging cock as it rose up into the sky. The towering thing was massive from their perspective, easily ten stories tall in its current erect form, dwarfing the tiny people with ease. Saika would then loom his fingers over his erect dick, suddenly opening them wide and letting the poor tiny people sprinkle on top of his cock, landing on the precum covered dick and sticking to it. Some of them would fall right into the gaping maw of the beast, sliding into the slit of the enormous penis and vanishing in the darkness as they easily got gulped down by the hungry phallus.
Saika didn’t seem bothered by any of it, a blush on his face as his hand wrapped around his cock and began to stroke. “So pathetic, pathetic little bugs~” He would murr to himself, moaning as his stroking only increased in speed. The world would shake all around them, some getting knocked off and falling to their death below, crushed either against the side of his shaft or on top of his testicles when his hand lowered down. Only the ones at the very top, just barely away from the urethra would survive the crushing motions of his hand. And then he orgasmed, his cum spewing out of his dick and splashing all over the tiny people. The warm, sticky liquid would wash over them, trapping them completely and drowning them with no hope of escape. John didn’t know if the the pressure of the orgasm also ended the ones that fell inside or if they somehow remained within, stuck until they eventually suffocated and he didn’t know which was worse. That day would haunt him as he watched Saika simply wipe his dick clean with a tissue and go about his day normally once again.
John hoped that something like that won’t happen again. He would notice what appeared to be a bag of chips on top of the chair next to Saika’s desk. It wasn’t ideal, but they didn’t manage to find any crumbs on the ground, so they would instead have to send some to collect the crumbs from above and drop them down to collect the food. They did have one advantage in being small, and that was that climbing could be done relatively easily if they covered themselves in something sticky, in this case that took the form of a bucket of honey that they carried around for this purpose, making sure to slather a couple of his people’s hands and legs with the stuff. It was incredibly sticky for them, a good reason why they tried not to use it often if they had a chance due to how much effort it would take to remove the stuff, as well as its limited supply.
The rest of the mission was going well, half the group was on the chair, carrying the heavy crumbs and dropping them down that the rest of them would carry away towards the wall, most of it coordinated by John himself. But then he heard it, the unmistakable sound of powerful footsteps approaching from outside. The door would swing open, revealing the massive form of the femboy, his signature green and shorts being the only things covering him, his soles bare and covered in dirt and sweat from going outside, likely committing to his bug watching hobby. John immediately barked orders to get people away, but it was too late as the titan continued to walk.
A group on the floor would be caught right in the middle of the footfalls, the enormous bare sole suddenly looming above them. Bits of dirt would fall down near them like boulders, nearly crushing the tiny mites in the process. However, being missed by those wouldn’t matter when the sole landed on top of them, crushing them in an instant under its enormous surface. By the time Saika took his next step, the tinies that were on the ground were no longer visible. Those that weren’t crushed found themselves flying back from the force of the impact, John laying on the ground as he watched Saika loom over the chair, smirking to himself as he noticed the tiny dots near his chips. “Oh wow, I knew it’d work. Bugs always fall for bait like this.” He explained, looming over the tiny group who could only stare in terror as they watched the titanic boy begin to turn around, his ass looming above them as he teased with it. John could only watch in horror, knowing that Saika would have no mercy as his hand moved away the bag of chips and his ass suddenly began to descend down towards the two dozen people, darkness enveloping them as they learned the fate of insects like them.