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Chapter #4

Morning Massacre

    by: Lover Of All Giantesses Author IconMail Icon
I walked up to the four guys as I flipped some of my morning hair out of my face. I knew that it was going to be seen as more intimidating to these tinies, but what I didn’t expect was for them not to run. That is how it goes with them usually. They run from me, I step on them. Although these four are standing their ground. Well, obviously the one inch tall man was scared and wanted to run; but he couldn’t.

“B-Back off bitch!” The gang leader said as he moved to grab the one inch tall man. Holding his head between his hands. “O-Or I’ll snap his neck!”

“Snap his neck?” I said, amused. Holding a tiny hostage! That explains why they didn’t run before, cause they are idiots! “Are you really gonna do that?”

“Please, let me go!” The tiny one shouted. He was thinner than the rest, as clearly he’s the runt of the litter. Gets barely any food, and is abused by the rest.

I’m not here to figure out the situation though, no I was just going to have some fun.

Stepping down, I crushed one of the gang members. Flattening him under my foot. The rest were stunned, seeing their friend get his life snuffed out in a second.

“Well, break his neck, go on.” I taunted with amusement. The leader didn’t reply, as he was stunned.

“Fuck, fuck she killed Derrick!” The other lackey said having a mini freakout.

“Oh, was that his name? Well, it’s not important, because he wasn’t important.” I taunted. I watched another tiny man gang member run.

Didn’t get far though. I need them in one group. It’s always annoying when they split up. I feel like I always have one or two slip away. Raising my foot, I stomped down onto this one as well. Twisting my heel hard.

“Another one down,” I say toward them as I wanted to see what the leader was going to do. He was stunned, which honestly was kinda cute. Normal size he would be a total douchebag, but here he was cute. I can’t help but think that size did wonders for him.

“You god damn bitch!” He shouted, letting go of the little one. The dumbass rushed me, going straight to my toes as he started to pound away on them. How stupid can this guy be!

Simply, I opened my toes and brought them onto him. With little effort, I squashed his life between my toes. It was so easy!

“Well, we got rid of them didn’t we?” I say to the final small guy. The one getting bullied. “Well, aren’t you going to thank me!”

“T-Thank you!” he said, getting down and bowing. I gotta admit, he’s doing the right thing.

With a quick movement, I lowered my hand down beside him. “Hop on.”

The boy listened as he jumped onto my hand. At an inch tall, everything they do takes so long! I was half tempted to just close my hand and get rid of the bug there.

As I got to the kitchen, I dropped him onto the table and started the Coffee Machine. I prepared it later that night, so it was just a flip of the switch for good coffee. Grabbing my phone I started to check my Social Media.

“Wow, really!” I spoke up, looking to the little one as he was interested. “My friend Sophie got her Dad for her birthday! Her Mom apparently got sick of looking after him. She’s so fucking lucky. My dad was squashed by Mom as soon as it happened. She cried over him for days but hey... she got over it.”

He was horrified, but I didn’t care. He didn’t matter. “Oh, and Melissa added a couple more to her little bug farm. She has this whole room dedicated to a small civilization. I know, can you believe it, like, why bother.? You bugs are everywhere, so it’s not like we need to keep you.”

At this, he looked worried. The coffee was ready as it started to pour the milk and water in. It even mixes for itself!

“Apparently, she does use them though. Since you people come in all heights, the bigger ones are useless for the farm. That’s why they don’t last long. Oh, Tiny Pleasure is up!”

I look my way at him, seeing he had no idea. Makes sense, he wasn’t part of this community anymore. No, he had his own tiny community. One that was living in fear of giant women like me. “It’s this place, where they get a bunch of tinies and have them serve your body. Crawl around over you, pamper your feet, do your hair. Stuff like that.”

I then smirk. “Apparently you can even kill them if you pay enough. 25c for each tiny.” I’m sure he was horrified knowing how little their lives were treated. “Oh, Coffee is ready.” I grabbed my mug and grabbed the tiny man. He had no idea, it was cute.

With a quick movement, I dipped him into the coffee. Getting his body all hot. When I pulled him out he was screaming. With a swift movement of my hands, I tossed him into my mouth. A little snack to go with my morning coffee.

After swallowing him, I sat at my table and kept looking through my phone. I got the day off from work, so the question is what the hell am I gonna do? There are more bugs in my home, could hunt them down? No, that would be a waste of time. Plus, they would be hiding under the floorboards and stuff. Honestly, I have no idea why so many have crammed in my home. Well, obviously most of them are guys, and I am smoking hot, so that makes sense.

Then again, I’m on my phone so I could visit my friends. Go to Melissa or Sophie, or maybe go to Tiny Pleasure. All ideas sounding fun right now.
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