You thought my shrink ray was all you had to worry about, didn't you? Silly lil thing, of course you forgot I was already working on my morph-o-ray. Well, it's complete now, and what better way to test it out than making you extra tasty. I I like the little bear shape and at first i was thinking teddy grahams, they're so nostalgic for me. But why on earth would i do that when i could turn you into a gummy bear?! Of course I want you stuck in my t33th. Anything non gummy I would cut through too easily. You wouldn't be able to feel it the way you should. I'm tired of biting into a tiny once and my t33th are so sharp it just hacks a l!mb off and you go into sh0ck. No, i want you mushed up but still aw@re. Able to feel every b!te and swish of sal!va as i t0rment you with my tongue and t33th.
Hop on tiny!
My feet would love some attention.
I'm in the mood for a little mouth massage but I'll let you do as you please. I just want foot touches in general, so whether its licks, a nice massage or some tiny kisses I'm up for it. My only requirement is that you're down there for at least 2 hours. If you get carried away then by all means stay down there as long as you'd like, but doing at least 2 hours will give me some good relief!š„°
un@ware of your presence i grab a chair to sit down. Something distracts me before i can sit, giving you a few extra moments with a perfect view of my ass. It can't be more than 10 seconds but it feels like minutes as you take it in. There's no point in running as you're in the middle of the chair and it would take far too long to run to the edge. All you can do now is enjoy the view and brace, hoping you can slip into my shorts If i happen to sit slow enough. you start to concoct a plan to wiggle yourself into them but your dreams are immediately crushed along with your l!mbs as my ass comes flying down. Aw@re or not i sit hard every single time just in case one of you little ones try to test your luck at getting a sniff of my chair. I gotcha!!! š
Is it just me or do my feet look extra big in some of these? š
The leaner i get the bigger my feet look and i fuuucking love it š
Speaking of, my body has come far since starting this, you can go back to the beginning of my posting to see a thicker Serenaš„µ I think I've lost 30 lbs since i started this account just over 2 years ago!
I'm tutoring my student who won't stop staring at my legs and feet. I decide to see just how much he likes them so i shrink him down, making him my tiny slave that I trap in my sweaty nylons.
Hmmm should I crush you with my heel or my toes?
*Not that I'd do what you wanted.
But Iām curious, which do you want?
Because if you want my toes, you might be a sneaky one. Trying to slip between them as my foot comes down.
But if you're a tiny that wants a heel. Oh you must be a real masochistic lil thing, huh?
No matter your answer, honest or not, I know what kind of bug you really are and I'm going to take care of you either way.*
So which will it be, tiny!?
(Answer me in the dms if you'd like to continue the scene with meš„°)
My creep of a classmate insists on staring at my feet, even after I tell him not to several times. I shrink him and crush him with my sandals and bare feet to teach him a lesson.
I stumble upon some tiny people and get a little annoyed that they're not more frightened by my giant presence. I proceed to show them exactly why they should be afraid with my massive toes
I canāt wait to press my toes into you, you pathetic runt. Youāre so incredibly small down there I may not even feel it. Which means Iāll have to press down exxxtra hard to feel the full squish
Merry Christmas my tinies! ā¤ļøš POV: It's Christmas morning and I have received the strangest gift, a tiny village. I quickly discover how satisfying it is to crush the tiny houses with my sandals, and can't help but wreak havoc on the tiny town. I spare a few of the tiny villagers only to have them clean and moisturize my big feet.
I reach down to pick you up, my giant fingers coming at you quick. Theyāre so big, so nimble. Capable of so much damage. You brace as my fingers touch you, but of course it doesnāt matter. I pick you up by the leg and dangle you in front of my face.
What am I going to do, you think.
I lick my lips as you dangle, looking closely at your tiny body. Youāre starting to understand whatās going to happen next. I open my mouth slowly and stick out my tongue, still dangling you. Your leg is now dislocated, and you canāt do a thing about it. I dangle you a bit longer as I enjoy your fear, knowing I wonāt be able to see it where youāre going. I finally let go of you. You feel like youāre falling so far, yet itās only a few inches till you hit my tongue. You hit it hard, but thankfully my tongue is soft, so youāll get to really feel what I do next. I swish you around a bit to taste you before positioning you standing, between my back teeth. I hear a little whimper, but I couldnāt care less at this point. I canāt wait for the crunch. I bite down slowly, feeling your body bend so easily to my massive teeth. With hardly any effort I bring my teeth all the way down, crushing you flat.
Mm thereās nothing Iād love more right now than to feel the sweet squish of a tiny man under my massive feet. Iād raise my foot high, then quickly down, but not all the way. Then back up again to get a good stomp and then back down again. Quicker this time, but stopping again before my foot hits you. You get close enough youāre blown back by the wind of my foot, but still underneath my step. I can see the terr0r on your face that I wouldāve missed had I just stomped you right away. I do it a few more times, just for the fuck of it, enjoying every little wince and whimper you make, each time somehow more scared than the last. The anticipation is killing you, you want me to get it over with. Nothing at this point could put your mind at ease, no scenario you could think of makes this less scary. Even if I pretend to not stomp you after all, you know Iāll still do it. You know I canāt miss my chance to feel that satisfying squish on the ball of my foot. And so I finally put you out of your m!sery. On the 18th fake step it is no longer fake. I lower my foot, this time slowly and deliberately. You realize this is it, this is the one. But itās already too late. My foot is on top of you. Youāre done.
Look who I c@ught! Sneaky lil thing thought he could get into my nylons to be surrounded by my scent, but didnāt count on me putting them back on so soon
After coming home from a long day on my feet I go to my tiny for some stress relief. Of course he tries to run but I tie him down so I can have my way with him. I strip my socks and shoes off to find that my gross lil tiny enjoys the smell of my stinky feet. I taunt him and smother him with my socks before enjoying the feeling of crushing him beneath my bare feet.
You get such a good view of my big beautiful soles from down there. A good view, but a dangerous one. You sne@k around as I watch tv, try!ng not to be seen. Even if I did kn0w you were there, I still probably wouldnāt be ab|e to see you. You strategically walk in line with the darker strips of wood to blend in, hoping you can take in the view as long as possible before I f!nally s33 your tiny body. I adjust my position to get comfortable and you freeze. Am I moving because I s@w you? You wait a few moments, completely frozen, to see what I do next. Thankfully, I go right back to watching, completely unaw@re of you. You find a crumb to rest on and continue taking in the sight and slight scent of my massive feet
I would love nothing more than to crush that tiny body of yours beneath my giant toes. To press down slowly, and deliberately as I separate your arms from your torso. I wanna feel those tiny bones break as pivot my foot, pressing you deeper in to the ball of my soft feet. It should be a pleasant experience, getting to be so close to my beautiful toes, but being f0rced to take in their overwhelming scent and crushing weight makes it difficult to enjoy
