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TFF1868 - Downsizing the Workforce
The office was a cage of beige carpets and ticking clocks, and Alicia was its bored, unchallenged queen. Her work was a droning, endless hum, and her only fleeting distraction was the tiny man she kept on her desk. She picked him up, examining him like a curious piece of office stationery, his tiny, terrified struggles a brief, amusing novelty. But like all novelties, the charm quickly faded. Her boredom returned, and with it, a casual, cruel finality. With a sigh of utter indifference, she dropped him from the edge of her desk.
He tumbled through an eternity of open air before landing on the rough, unforgiving carpet of the office floor. This new world was a terrifying forest of chair wheels and towering, black stiletto heels. He was no longer a plaything; he was an insect, scurrying in the shadow of his goddess. She toyed with him for a moment, the soft, black nylon of her stockinged foot a gentle but inescapable pressure, nudging him, cornering him, before a final, deliberate press of her toes ended his panicked scrambling.
But the cleanup wasn't yet complete. With the same detached air she might use to pick up a dropped pen, she reached down, plucked his fragile form from the carpet, and placed him on the black expanse of her office chair. Then, without a second thought, without a flicker of emotion, she sat down. The full, immense weight of her body descended, a soft, final, crushing punctuation mark to his insignificant existence. She adjusted her skirt, rolled her chair forward, and turned back to her computer. The distraction was gone. It was time to get back to work.
Contains - #4K, #Giantess, #Crush, #TinyMan, #Femdom, #SizeDifference, #FootCrush, #HeelCrush, #Barefoot, #CruelGiantess, #PestControl
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The office was a cage of beige carpets and ticking clocks, and Alicia was its bored, unchallenged queen. Her work was a droning, endless hum, and her only fleeting distraction was the tiny man she kept on her desk. She picked him up, examining him like a curious piece of office stationery, his tiny, terrified struggles a brief, amusing novelty. But like all novelties, the charm quickly faded. Her boredom returned, and with it, a casual, cruel finality. With a sigh of utter indifference, she dropped him from the edge of her desk.
He tumbled through an eternity of open air before landing on the rough, unforgiving carpet of the office floor. This new world was a terrifying forest of chair wheels and towering, black stiletto heels. He was no longer a plaything; he was an insect, scurrying in the shadow of his goddess. She toyed with him for a moment, the soft, black nylon of her stockinged foot a gentle but inescapable pressure, nudging him, cornering him, before a final, deliberate press of her toes ended his panicked scrambling.
But the cleanup wasn't yet complete. With the same detached air she might use to pick up a dropped pen, she reached down, plucked his fragile form from the carpet, and placed him on the black expanse of her office chair. Then, without a second thought, without a flicker of emotion, she sat down. The full, immense weight of her body descended, a soft, final, crushing punctuation mark to his insignificant existence. She adjusted her skirt, rolled her chair forward, and turned back to her computer. The distraction was gone. It was time to get back to work.
Contains - #4K, #Giantess, #Crush, #TinyMan, #Femdom, #SizeDifference, #FootCrush, #HeelCrush, #Barefoot, #CruelGiantess, #PestControl
Clip Store : https://www.clips4sale.com/studio/34524/tiny-fetish-fun
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