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TFF1921 - Worse Than Vermin: Hannah’s Floorboard Extermination
You are scuttling across the grey floorboards, a four-inch anomaly in a world built for giants. Above you, the radiant Hannah Shaw is enjoying a quiet moment in her white and pink floral dress. Suddenly, the "sky" shifts as she leans forward, her dark hair cascading down. Her eyes lock onto your minuscule form, and the air is sucked out of the room by her sharp intake of breath. "Urgh... what do you think you're doing here?!!" she exclaims, her voice a tectonic rumble of pure revulsion.
She admits with a sneer that when she saw movement on her floor, she feared a rat had infested her home. But as she peers closer, her lip curls in a deeper disgust. To her, you are something even worse than a rodent—a pathetic, perverted little man trespassing in her private sanctuary. The realization that you are there to watch her is the final insult. "Disgusting," she mutters, and you realize your time has reached its expiration date.
Hannah stands, her towering beige high-heeled sandals becoming the monoliths of your doom. She loomed over you, blotting out the light with the vast, flowered expanse of her skirt. With a casual, almost dismissive motion, she brought the massive sole down. You scramble back, but the heel crashes into the wood, pinning you, as she applies her full weight, grinding your minuscule frame into the floorboards until you are nothing more than a stain on her property.
But she wants to be thorough. She unbuckles her heels and discards them, revealing her pale, bare feet. The soft, warm landscape of her sole descends, a mountain of flesh. She presses down, her toes curling as she rolls her weight across your body, ensuring every bit of the "pest" is flattened.
Finally, she decided it's time to put the debris away. She leans down, plucking your altered form from the floor and placing it on the sofa. Smoothing her floral skirt, she turns and lowers herself. Your world ends in a wall of rose-patterned fabric and soft, crushing weight as Hannah sits fully upon you, using her heavy backside to smother the last of your existence. She sighs with relief, the floor finally clean of "things" like you.
Contains - #4K, #Giantess, #GiantessPOV, #TinyMan, #SizeDifference, #Crush, #ShoeCrush, #HeelCrush, #Barefoot, #FootCrush, #AssCrush, #SitCrush, #Femdom_CruelGiantess
You are scuttling across the grey floorboards, a four-inch anomaly in a world built for giants. Above you, the radiant Hannah Shaw is enjoying a quiet moment in her white and pink floral dress. Suddenly, the "sky" shifts as she leans forward, her dark hair cascading down. Her eyes lock onto your minuscule form, and the air is sucked out of the room by her sharp intake of breath. "Urgh... what do you think you're doing here?!!" she exclaims, her voice a tectonic rumble of pure revulsion.
She admits with a sneer that when she saw movement on her floor, she feared a rat had infested her home. But as she peers closer, her lip curls in a deeper disgust. To her, you are something even worse than a rodent—a pathetic, perverted little man trespassing in her private sanctuary. The realization that you are there to watch her is the final insult. "Disgusting," she mutters, and you realize your time has reached its expiration date.
Hannah stands, her towering beige high-heeled sandals becoming the monoliths of your doom. She loomed over you, blotting out the light with the vast, flowered expanse of her skirt. With a casual, almost dismissive motion, she brought the massive sole down. You scramble back, but the heel crashes into the wood, pinning you, as she applies her full weight, grinding your minuscule frame into the floorboards until you are nothing more than a stain on her property.
But she wants to be thorough. She unbuckles her heels and discards them, revealing her pale, bare feet. The soft, warm landscape of her sole descends, a mountain of flesh. She presses down, her toes curling as she rolls her weight across your body, ensuring every bit of the "pest" is flattened.
Finally, she decided it's time to put the debris away. She leans down, plucking your altered form from the floor and placing it on the sofa. Smoothing her floral skirt, she turns and lowers herself. Your world ends in a wall of rose-patterned fabric and soft, crushing weight as Hannah sits fully upon you, using her heavy backside to smother the last of your existence. She sighs with relief, the floor finally clean of "things" like you.
Contains - #4K, #Giantess, #GiantessPOV, #TinyMan, #SizeDifference, #Crush, #ShoeCrush, #HeelCrush, #Barefoot, #FootCrush, #AssCrush, #SitCrush, #Femdom_CruelGiantess
