You’re just another tiny, scurrying across the glass coffee table, unaware of the danger that looms above. One moment you’re exploring what seems like a deceptively safe place, and the next, a shadow falls over you. A voice cuts through the air as she notices your presence, and her curiosity turns delight when she realizes what you really are. Not dust, not bugs, but tinies! You’re so small, she almost didn’t notice you.
But now, there’s no times to run. Her laughter fills the air as she stands over you, her enormous ass hovering like a promise of doom. She teases you at first, shaking and jiggling her butt, your tiny world trembling with every movement. And then, the flattening begins. And again, and again, and again. Each time her ass falls down on you, it flattens you even more, her weigh pressing down with effortless cruelty.
You’re nothing to her, just pests. And pests are meant to be disposed of.
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