After noticing the brave little tiny that so confidently stood still while she was selecting her first victim, Marisa noticed how he acted not a tiny. Most of the times she had tiny people, like the ones in her box, they'd run and hide, making this game she had with them more enjoyable for her. This one, almost acted like he was in love with her. Absolutely fascinated with her beauty. Marisa giggled slightly as she plucked another one of her tiny people out the box and brought him over to her desk.
You know what I like about your people? Marisa asked the tiny man was pushed into the wooden desk by her finger. Hmm?
I don't care! Just kill me like you did my girlfriend! The tiny man yelled to her. For Marisa, she could hardly hear this man's pleas but she knew what he probably said. He just wanted his death to be quick and painless. But what these tiny people were about to learn, was that she never gave her victims a quick death.
You poor little idiot. Marisa used her free hand to caress the mans tiny body. She then let go of him and hid herself from the man as she bent over to get what she wanted to him to be inside. It wasn't her stomach like she did with the love of his life. What she was thinking was more gross in the mind of the tiny people. She wanted him to die in one of the worst ways she and her friends thought of when tiny people were readily available. Her friend, Megan, had thrown one of her tiny people into her shoe. It actually was number thirty one in Marisas black book. You really think I'd let your death be quick? Let's just say, there's a reason why I'm big and ruling over your people. She said as she brought her finger back down onto the man. Her face came back into view and the man looked up to see a smile on it.
Wha-what are you going to do me? He asked as Marisa brought her shoe to be directly in front of him.
My feet must be huge to you but actually in my world, they're pretty small. Not really notable for my people, they're just small for humans. But you, they're the size of a building aren't they? Or at least my shoe is. You might want a quick and easy death but I can promise you, it won't be quick where you're going. Marisa then plucked him up and brought the white running shoe she had on moments prior underneath the man that was squirming around, trying to get out of her clutches but as she raised him above the mouth of the incredibly smelly shoe that still resisted her body heat. I wouldn't struggle too much little one. I might accidentally drop you. Making it look like an accident, Marisa dropped the man into her shoe and giggled joyfully.
The smell and heat of her shoe might've been a tad bit extreme even her own sake as when she pulled it off her feet, she knew that this man would suffer in his final moments. But she thought back to the first tiny she ever ended. How she cared little about his feelings. They were nothing more than playthings to her. She wanted it to stay that way. She saw no other way.
I hope you enjoy yourself in there little guy. The smell of my feet must burn your lungs as you're forced to breathe in what my feet have produced just for you. Marisa brought the shoe up to her face and tilted it so that the man could be safe in the toe section as he was prepared for the next phase. Try not to struggle too much like I said earlier, but maybe with the next part, I'd like you to. Marisa started to smell what hell the man inside was experiencing and she smiled. She never liked the smell of feet before being introduced to tiny people. Now she'd gotten used to it and even learned to embrace it. But it was different for the tinies. When they were dropped in her shoes, they knew they were going to die with their last breath going to be the stench of their murderers feet. Just thinking about the kind of torture she put these things through was amazing to say the least.
Marisa then carefully brought the white shoe down on floor right next to her socked foot that was eager to kill. She wiggled her toes in anticipation as she felt some excitement go down her spine. She raised her foot and shoved it in the shoe. She felt the man try and struggle against her joyous toes, she giggled. Oh yeah, just like that little one. She said as the man fought hard against the toes that wanted to smear him under them as he tried and failed to escape to the safety of the gap that was present in the shoe. There, he'd be safe.
But as much as he tried, Marisas toes grabbed hold of him and didn't let go. They caught hold of his legs and soon his entire lower body. Her big toe being the muscle of the thing that was dragging him closer and closer to the underside of her sole. There, many tiny people have met their fate. Seeing nothing but the slim stream of light of the shoe be the only way of even hoping to escape the shoe trap. Unfortunately for a tiny person unfortunate enough to be tossed inside them, Marisas shoe was impossible to break free of. Her sole soon ensnared his entire body, bringing him under the heated and stench filled pad. He screamed as Marisa pulled him in and finally squeezed him into the insole of the shoe. Then his body finally busted, letting Marisa feel the blood spread around her toes, albeit soaked up by the sock.
Marisa leaned back in her chair, putting her feet on the desk to relax. It feels so good to be a goddess once again. She closed her eyes and thought what she could do next to her tiny folks. I know I want to save a few for dinner but hey, that little one from earlier didn't exactly fill me up like they used to. The tiny people back then was more filling if she ate them. They were the same size she's always gotten but they must've made these tinies with less filling ingredients so to say.
She got up and walked over to the box that she moved from underneath her bed and put it on top of it. Ok little ones, that girl I ate didn't exactly quench my hunger for you guys. I think I'll need a few more of you. Marisa smiled as she stuck her hand inside the box and mindlessly grabbed about ten of them. She opened her palm and looked for her special admirer. She had something really special for him but she didn't want him to die too soon. She opened her soft palm to make sure he wasn't in the group she had collected. Hang on one second. You guys can wait a few seconds to die right? I mean, if I can, so can you. Marisa ignored the screams that was present in her palm and looked at them. She looked for what she remembered her admirer was wearing or what little she remembered him wearing. She surveyed the tiny men and women in her palm and saw that all of them were frightened and screaming as she did so.
Ok, you're all exactly who I wanted to eat. She said, licking her bright pink lips, letting the future residents of her stomach witness what the last thing they would ever see. Come on, did you really think any of you would live to see tomorrow? She said as she stood straight up, being very careful not waste a single morsel of food. After all, that's all she saw them as.
As I looked up at my goddess, she was as heavenly as ever. Most of the time I spent these past few minutes while the rest of the people in the box walked around, panicking about what my love was going to do to them. I knew she would kill them all but spare me. I saw this as my test from her. After all, a goddess can do whatever she wanted to her people. The way she talked was so sexy, I just wanted one thing that I could do for her. I wanted to please her and if that meant not fighting her as she took and killed my friends, I'd let her do it. Hell, I'm planning on helping her do it. By the way they were acting when she first arrived and that one girl Brash was dating got sacrificed. Her body would be food and energy for my goddess. And Brash himself? I don't know what she did with him but it did not matter. She could've thrown him across her room, splatter his guts on the wall for I know. To me, any sacrifice would be worth it for this beauty.
As Marisa licked her lips in anticipation of what her meal was doing in her palm. They were squirming around the edges, trying so hard to escape. Trying to find a way out before they end up in her stomach, like the woman she ate a few moments prior who was long gone and digested. As soon as she entered the acid of Marisas stomach, she was gone. Nothing more than empty calories as Rebecca called them when she ate them way back when. But for Marisa, it wasn't about the non existent calories that did nothing for her body. She absolutely loved the feeling of them squirming around her throat as they tried and failed to get out of her body. The power she had over these pathetic things was something that she couldn't describe. Even though it was a few minutes before she craved more of them.
Don't worry dears. You won't suffer too long, I promise. My tummy will be your tomb but I know you'll die instantly. You'll just go in my mouth. She opened her mouth and let the group see all the way to the back of her throat. Her uvula swinging back and forth as she smiled and giggled once more. Her massive tongue then extended itself from her mouth, letting her thick flowing saliva flow down the fleshy snake of a tongue. The tiny people ran away as they felt the heat of Marisas mouth thrown at them as she blew her hot and minty breath at them. She giggled once more and closed her mouth, still smiling at them. She looked down at the frightened morsels. Enough games. I really just want you guys in my tummy. Try not to get lost in there. She winked and then opened up her lips once more to engulf her hand. She sucked them into her mouth, not hesitating at all as she felt all of them land on her tongue. Feeling them struggle as she lifted up her head made her smile and giggle with glee. She then tilted her head, brought her tongue up and swallowed her meals.
Thinking she banished all of them into her stomach, Marisa patted her belly in satisfaction. And she had no reason to think otherwise. All the other times she popped tinies in her mouth and set them down her gullet, they'd be no trace of a survivor. Unfortunately for both parties, there was one woman who escaped being part of Marisa's meal. Her name was Sasha and she somehow survived unlike her friends by mere luck. Sasha landed on Marisa's gums and not on the tongue like the others. Her small frame made her near undetectable by the massive girl who assumed she had eaten her. She was all alone in Marisa's mouth. There were two options Sasha saw out of the mouth she was in. Either Marisa noticed her and swallow her on purpose or she could just end it all with Marisa eating her without knowing it. She didn't see any other way out of here. She started to cry and feel on her knees. She realized that her friends were the lucky ones. Inhaling the scents of the massive mouth, feeling the saliva ooze around her body and the seemingly unnoticed moments and sounds that she made with her tongue was no way for a tiny person to spend their last few days. Or hours. Or even minutes for the poor Sasha.
Sasha remembered her old life or what was programmed into her mind. She was a nurse at local hospital, she had a loving boyfriend that cared for her but she knew it was all fake. She'd meet her gigantic doppelgänger before in an earlier purchase. A giant version of herself purchased her in a similar way that this giant girl bought the box. The only reason she lived through that was because when the gigantic Sasha noticed she'd bought a miniature version of herself, she was alarmed enough to go to the local store and return the tiny Sasha. She'd known what was going to happen when she woke up to another box, she was shaken even more than everyone else with her. She'd seen herself try and crush her under foot so nothing surprised her until she witnessed this girl swallow a friend of hers. Now, she was in the same girl's mouth.
Why? Why couldn't I've just been swallowed like the rest of them? Sasha said as Marisa opened her colossal mouth and inhaled a lot of air. Sasha looked up and saw the light of the sun she thought she'd never see again. What is she doing? Does she know I'm here? Sasha soon got her answer when the tongue ambushed her from behind. It grabbed her and threw her back, landing on the uvula. She looked dead in front of her as the light of the outside world came inside. Then it was closed in the blink of an eye. Marisa swallowed hard and Sasha was sent down to join her friends. And even though Sasha thought she was found and eaten on purpose, she wasn't. Marisa was just yawning and Sasha just happen to be right where her tongue was reaching. She was so small and alone that Marisa didn't even feel her struggles. All the way down her throat, Sasha continued to cry as the throat muscles squeezed her down to the stomach. She screamed as she felt like she'd stopped moving. She closed her eyes and she was dropped inside. The fleshy tomb her friends had died in moments prior. She felt the heat and smelled the scent of rotting food and other terrible things. She held on to the fact that she'd die instantly when she hit the acid. She hoped at least that was true.
On the outside, with her meal finished, Marisa sighed and walked over to her desk once again and picked up the black book of humorous ways her and her friends killed the tiny people. She opened it and turned to page one. Let's see, I've done number six and fifteen. I have a few of these guys left. Marisa scrolled through the numbers sixteen to thirty seeing what else she could do to both finish them all off. Hmmm...how about number twenty one, fifteen and, ohh, twenty six? She closed the book and stood up. She then kicked off her shoes, letting the world see the small blood stain on her sole, took off her shirt and shorts to show off her beautifully sculpted body that she had slight abs on her stomach. She had silky smooth skin all around her body, little to no errors on her perfect and pure body. She walked sexually as she lifted her legs up, pulling her socks off her feet, freeing them from the prisons of her socks. Her toes were long and painted beautifully solid pink. She continued on a stopped in front of her bed, more specifically, the box.
I hope you're ready for this. I know I am. Marisa smiled as she picked up the box and dumped all its contents on her bed. She shook it several times, confirming that no one was going to escape her. After all, there was no way any of them were going to live. By her stomach, feet or anything else, she wanted each one of her playthings to die.
Giantess World
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