Mark lay back and drifted in to sleep, in his dream everyone was shrunk at his feet, no not shrunk he was gigantic sat upon a huge throne looking down upon his worshippers. Mark's power was absolute, he was a god to the insects below him. He saw not just his wife and daughter at his feet but his son, other family members and friends, they all belonged to him. They cowered at his massive stinky sweaty feet 'well what are you waiting for' he boomed down 'start cleaning my sweaty soles' Mark smirked, yes its just where they belong, the whole world beneath him. He felt his slaves tiny tongues against his feet desperately trying to clean them, after some time he said to them 'why do I bother with you bugs, you're all useless' with that he raised his foot above them, they screamed for mercy 'daddy please don't crush us' Charlotte cried but Mark just roared with laughter as his foot crashed to the ground sending earthquakes across the world obliterating his family under it 'let this be a lesson to you all' he shouted.
Mark's dream changed, again he was on his throne but held his family in his hand,'i really want to feel you squirming back there' he laughed 'dad why are you doing this' Paul called up to Mark 'because I can, I am your supreme ruler, I am your god' Mark boomed 'now silence and worship me.' Mark slowly brought his hand around to his back and hovered it over his perfect smooth muscular ass, Mark heard his family scream as he tipped his hand over and let them fall into his cavernous ass crack 'oh that feels good' he felt them wriggling against his cheeks and asshole. Mark suddenly had a thought why settle for a few pitiful bugs when he could have the whole world in his ass...
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