Lisa's videos with her shrunken family had been doing better than she expected. They didn't have the best resolution, audio, scripting, camera handling, or much of anything else for that matter, but people were drawn to the dominant attitudes she took on around the two shrinkers. It helped that it was all perfectly genuine on both ends—none of them were good enough actors to make it work otherwise. She really did just torment her family on camera and upload it for people to see.
Following Margaret's advice, she made her first several videos free. By then she had a small but growing fanbase of people who loved watching her bully those tiny bugs. Her fans praised her work like it was the best thing ever, called her sexy and said they wanted to see more of her feet. Some of their praise was a bit freaky, but Lisa loved the attention all the same.
They gave her a bunch of suggestions for her videos too. Some she ignored, but others looked fun enough to try out. This week there was one in particular that caught her eye, and on Saturday after having breakfast she left home to see if she could put it in practice.
Jenny and Mark kept her company as she walked the streets, tucked away snugly between her toes. They had nothing to do with the video idea, but it felt nice to toy with them while she searched for today's hapless victims. It was almost an hour before Lisa found her mark: a couple shrinkers in the alley beside the McDonald's.
They were two different sizes. The man was as small as Jenny and Mark, but the woman was one inch tall, which must have made her a lesser giant in his eyes. They had been scrounging for foot by the trash when Lisa noticed them, but quickly scurried under it when she approached. “Aww, you poor things. Are you hungry? I got something better for you to eat than some trash,” she said, and pulled from her purse a napkin in which she had wrapped a bit of leftover egg from breakfast. It couldn't have been very palatable after all this time, but still miles better than what the two shrinkers had been eating; they scurried out of their hiding place soon after she dropped the food for them.
The bigger one came first, then the smaller, tearing into the egg with their tiny little hands. Lisa recorded it on her phone. “Aww, look at how they're eating. So cute. You two must have been so hungry, right? Go ahead, eat it all. You never know which meal might be your last.” There was something ominous to those last words, but the poor shrinkers were too ravenously hungry to notice while they chowed down on all the egg they could eat. Even when Lisa shuffled a bit closer, getting a good shot to compare the shrinkers to her new black heels, they only flinched with the clacking of her shoes and then went back to their food.
“Did you two enjoy that? Good. Then it's time to say good-bye!” Lisa raised her foot over the two shrinkers and what remained of the egg. Too full and too surprised to run away in time, they were caught under her sole and pinned to the ground. Then Lisa upped the pressure on them until—crunch! “Ooh, what a nice sound! Did you hear that?” she said to Lisa and Mark inside that shoe, squeezing them with her toes to get their attention. Then she moved her foot aside, showing off the two unmoving corpses for the camera, each lying in the middle of a tiny red splotch. “That's what happens to shrinkers who don't take their medicine. It's a good thing I can still afford it for my family, all thanks to my lovely viewers~.”
She uploaded the video to her page, then went in search of more shrinkers to torment. It was very hard—very few of them could survive out on the streets, and those who did usually knew better than to go out when there were people around. Lisa was very happy to have found the two that she did, and though she walked all around town, she wouldn't find any more shrinkers until hours after lunch, when she sat down on a park bench to rest her tired feet. That's when a small group of shrinkers, six in total whose heights spanned from one inch to half a centimeter, walked out from under an upraised root and held up a piece of paper on which they had crudely written “water food”. They were gaunt, disheveled things, looking even worse than the ones she found by the trash. A more pathetic bunch she could not have hoped to find.
Lisa smiled and flexed her toes when she saw them. “Hi, tiny things. I don't have any food or water with me, but I do have something for you.” slipping off her shoe, she stretched out her leg. The shrinkers scurried back as her bare sole loomed before them, but stopped some distance away. “If you're thirsty you can drink my sweat, and if you're hungry you can eat my toe jam or scrape off some skin. Well? Don't you want it?”
It wasn't an appetizing meal at all, but the shrinkers were truly desperate. They scurried closer, again starting with the big ones, and soon were gathered around her heel. The big ones stayed on the ground, but the smaller ones climbed up and got between her toes to have at her toe jam.
“Good, good. Good little bugs. That's it; clean my foot. It's the only thing you're good for.” Lisa snapped some pictures of the shrinkers from different angles, and uploaded all of them to her social media before sitting back to enjoy their service. She felt like a goddess seeing these small, pathetic things, creatures who had once been human, now reduced to eating the filth off her foot. And it wasn't just these six, either—inside her other shoe, her husband and daughter were also busy feeding themselves with her toe jam and foot sweat. It made Lisa so aroused to feel their puny tongues lapping at her skin. Had she been home she would have shoved all these bugs inside her already, but out here she had to content herself with a quieter enjoyment.
Lisa was starting to wonder whether she should bring these specks home to make the most of them or crush them here, when she got a notification on her phone. It was a comment on the pictures she just uploaded. She expected something about how hot her feet were or telling her to do something with the bugs, and the comment definitely said both those things, but what she hadn't expected was the offer to pay her a hundred bucks if she filmed herself crushing them all.
Lisa recognized the commenter—LoveSoles86 was her first big fan, and had bought and commented on every video she'd published so far. She believed him when he said he'd pay, but she still asked him to send the money first. Before a minute passed, she got another notification telling her of his payment. She mentally kicked herself for not asking for more now that she believed he definitely would have paid at least twice this amount, but any frustration there was overshadowed by her giddiness at getting all this money for such a small thing. Why, she was so happy she almost crushed the bugs between her toes prematurely, but she contained herself in time.
Not wanting to disappoint her biggest fan, Lisa started recording again, and with her toes holding the smaller shrinkers in place, she dropped her sole on the larger ones and dragged them back. They squeaked and squirmed in pain and alarm, struggling feebly to escape her foot, but Lisa held them in place while she tried for a better camera angle. Bending down, she got a real good side-view of the scene, and only then splayed her toes and raised her foot to really show off how she crushed those bugs.
They were badly hurt now, so much that they couldn't run away even when she released them. They crawled away pathetically on the ground, squeaking in pain, all the way, while Lisa scooted to the edge of her seat and followed them with her foot. First she dealt with the smaller ones, crushing them one by one under her big toe; crunch, crunch, crunch. Then she caught one of the bigger ones between her toes and pulled them back, to show how it got crushed under her sole.
Meanwhile the last two, and the biggest of the group, had managed to stand up finally, and were running away desperately. They ran across the path, slowly enough that Lisa could have easily caught up to them in a few steps, but while she straightened up and got the camera pointed at them, another woman came jogging up the path, right towards the last two shrinkers. Lisa was able to capture the moment when the two were crushed under her big white running shoe, leaving only a pair of stains. She even caught how the woman slowed and looked back at the stains on her shoe before shrugging it off and continuing her jog.
It was so perfect Lisa almost laughed; then she uploaded the video and headed back home, ready to get some rest after this productive day. On the way there her phone buzzed again, and when she looked at it she frowned as it looked like a repeat message. Then she read it more closely and saw that her fan had actually sent her another hundred dollars after she posted the footage.
The day had gone amazingly! Lisa really owed Margaret a big thank you for having suggested all this to her. She would definitely invite her out to eat next time they left the office; with these two hundred bucks they could go somewhere really nice.
After returning home, Lisa took off her shoes and found Jenny and Mark plastered to her sole again. She flicked them off to the floor, and set her feet in front of them, splaying and wiggling her toes while waiting for them to get up. When they finally did and looked at her, they trembled more than usual, their faces pale as sheets. It took Lisa a while to realize that it must be because of those shrinkers they heard her crush. Then she grinned and lowered her feet beside them. “I guess now you know what'll happen to you if I decide I don't want you around anymore. Better make yourselves useful to me, huh?” She wiggled her toes beside them, and watched as the two bugs hurried to her feet, where they got on their knees and worshipped her like a goddess.
Lisa snapped a few more pictures of them, zooming really close so her fans would see how those pathetic bugs licked up her toe jam; she kept them there afterwards while she ate dinner, casually toying with them both. When she climbed in bed, she pulled them both out and made them worship her nipples for a while. After that, she used them to masturbate, and fell asleep with them trapped between her cheeks.
But Mark and Jenny stayed awake for a long time after that, thinking back to the horrible, sickening crunching noises they had heard outside Lisa's shoe, especially that first one when those two other shrinkers had been crushed right beneath them. They knew Lisa was cruel, but they never knew she was actually willing to kill people—but then, she didn't really see them as people anymore, did she? They were bugs and nothing else, and they doubted she would spare them just for being her family. What a nightmare this was; if only they could wake up from it some day...
Giantess World
Author's Chapter Notes:
By her viewers' request, Lisa goes hunting for more shrinkers to involve in her videos.
RATING: X
TAGS: F/f, F/m, Micro, Minikin, Incest, Feet, Footwear, Crush, Humiliation
RATING: X
TAGS: F/f, F/m, Micro, Minikin, Incest, Feet, Footwear, Crush, Humiliation