*I put on my shoes as I finish getting ready, not see!ng you down at my feet. You want to find a cozy place to tag along for the day, but it’s going to be difficult without getting stepped on. You might be okay, even if you get stepped on. The carpet is thick, so you may be able to avoid my full weight, but it’ll make it even harder to try again. And it’s already going to be very difficult to get into my shoe without me see!ng you. Doing your best to avoid the tread of my heavy shoe you walk slowly around my heel, paying attention to the muscles in my leg to get ahead of any movements I may make. You make it to the side of my shoe, still out of my view, as you attempt to grasp a shoelace. You get close enough to reach it, you jump high and get a great grip on it. You’re excited! You didn’t think you’d be able to do it. You thought at best you’d avoid getting crushed and not get to spend the day in my shoe. Or, at worst you reach you final end by my cold hard shoe while the suns still out. But no, you actually managed to get ahold of my shoe lace!!! Your excitement comes to a harshly abrupt end as you realize you have gotten too good of a grip. You got such a good grip you managed to pull my lace just enough to untie my shoe. There’s no way I won’t notice you now. You freeze, hanging onto the lace that has now fallen limp to the floor, but it’s too late. I see you.*
(Dm me to continue the story! Send your response from the tiny perspective or just say “more please” and I’ll send you the next part of the story to unlock!)
They didn’t stand a chance. And you know that first bit wasn’t enough, I had to come back for more.
(I love thé sounds on this. Especially when I drag the tiny at the end🤤)
You’re such a puny little bug down there
Nothing would make me happier than to crush you slowly beneath my massive feet. All of my weight on your almost microscopic, insignificant body. Pivoting as I crush you deeper into the carpet, the carpet burn the least of your worries as you’re struggling to breathe. Your tiny, fragile lungs can’t handle me as you gasp for air and try to hold on to your dislocated limbs. All that pain, yet the only thing you can think about is how good my feet smell
Oh hey there!
You’re so tiny I almost didn’t see you!
Welp, now that I do I’m just gonna snatch you up real quick…
Aww and you’re so cute! Soooo tiny, soooo cute. But still an actual man?! You’re not just a life like toy, are you?
I take a closer look at you, examining your tiny limbs and starting to imagine all the things I could do with you.
You’re so small I could probably do whatEver I wanted with you, huh?!
Your eyes widen, afraid for what that may mean for you. You’re trying to be hopeful, maybe I’ll decide to use you as a sex toy or something, but that hope vanishes with my next words.
Actually, my feet are so sooo sore and I have a long day ahead of me. If I just slipped you into one of my shoes, I bet you’d be able to massage them for me throughout the day…
With that I drop you. I don’t even lower you down or have the decency to lightly toss you in, I just drop you. You fall and fall for what feels like hours when you finally land right in the sole of my dirty, smelly shoe. As bad as the landing was you’re more focused on the pungent aroma coming from the toe area. Before you can get your bearings I stuff my massive, stinky, bare foot right into the shoe. Immediately you’re squished beneath my heel, barely able to breathe.
Okay!!!! Start massaging!!
Oh how I’d love to have you underneath the ball of my heels. And then under the heel of my heels. Then in between my foot and the heel. I am going to squish you with these in every way imaginable
I’m putting my shoes on to go run some errands when I find you hiding in them. I’ve told you plenty of times but I guess you need some reminding. Get caught in my shoe, get stomped by my shoe. I get a little carried away and can’t help but crush you with my thighs and then my barefeet 😈 this is going to be awful for you😈😈
You are so puny down there. And so defenseless! How could I want to do anything besides crush you. I mean yeah, you’re kinda cute, but crushing you into oblivion would be so much more satisfying than just letting you be. So here we are😈 you’re just seconds from feeling the overwhelming weight of my massive feet. And there’s not a damn thing you can do about it. And don’t even think about running, you could run for hours and it would still take me less than a minute to catch up to you. So face it, you have no chance. Let’s just hope you clean up easy, that last tinies guts sprayed all over my carpet and I’m still trying to get out the stain🙄🙄
I keep on telling you! You can’t hang out in the rooms with high carpet and expect to not get stepped on!! I know sometimes it allows you to get a good view, but most of the time I’m just gonna step on you on accident. Just like I did this time, taking your head clear off with just one step. Welp, I’m not one to waste an opportunity, so let’s see what it takes to get the rest of those body parts loose😈😈
Are you making the climb?!
*I lower my foot and adjust it so my wrinkles are at their most climbable. At first you are hesitant at such an easy offering.
Why would I make it that easy for you? Is this all just to make you feel safe so that the crushing is all the more satisfying? What are my intentions...
As you continue to stare up my beautiful wrinkles you start to not care so much if it’s a trap and decide to take the chance. You separate from your friend who is too scared to move, let alone climb, and make your way to my big toe. You’re barely the size of my smallest toe but you manage to make your way onto my soft, pillowy big toe. Starting to get confident, you make a sprint for the ball of my foot. You reach it, rather easily and give a big jump, pump your lil fist in the air and shout a Woohoo! I was going to let you just go about your day, have your fun and climb to your hearts content, but I’ve suddenly changed my mind as I hear your celebratory woohoo!*
*All of a sudden I lift my foot and begin vigorously shaking it to loosen your grip. You achievement has now turned into a fight for your life as you try to keep ahold. Finally, you’re separated from my foot and flying down onto the carpet. Without a seconds hesitation my foot slams down on top of you, squishing you flat like never before.
I turn to your friend, foot still on you as I admire the horror on his face. I say to him:*
See?! That what happens when you get cocky! But that isn’t nearly as bad as what happens when you don’t participate at all...
*i reach down for your stupid little friend and pick him up by his shirt. I use it as a sling shot and send him flying across the room at the wall. Instantly he splatters, limbs separated and completely unrecognizable. I lift my foot slightly so you can hear me.* Yikes, good thing you aren’t him. That’s gotta hurt!
Such a pathetic tiny, resorting to hiding in my book so I have no choice but to find you. Smart, at first anyway. But you get more than what you wished for when I rip your legs off
POV: I’m just hanging out when you see my bright new nail color. Like a bee to pollen, of course your little bug self is drawn right to my big bright toes. Actually... you seem to be even more attracted to them then I thought you’d be. You’re so close to being crushed, yet so calm, as if you don’t even know that danger is so close.
Are my toes that entrancing? Have you fully forgotten what kind of damage they can do to you.
You get closer and closer and I’m baffled at your lack of awareness, but have I finally found the tiny taming tool I’ve been searching for?! Has it been this easy all along?!!?!
Just minding my business taking some pics of my pretty feet and look who just happens to show up🙄 so convenient, always coming around when I don’t have pants on
POV: You and your friend are just hanging out, enjoying the sun, until I come around. I don't n0t!ce you and go about dangling my flip flops and stretching my tired sweaty toes as I wait for the bus. Of course you were also trying to catch the bus, but it's beginning to look more and more like I may stop that from happening. I dangle my massive, heavy flip flops above your heads, and all you can do is stay still and hope I don't n0t!ce you. Running is completely pointless. Your perfect day is ruined as you anxiously wait for me to drop my flop.
