Holding her other palm under the fingers you were stuck to, the massive body of your friend Mary moves into another room in her apartment. Thunderous footsteps beneath you reverberate through her body and even though you are stuck glued to the edge of her finger, you can feel the tremors move the skin beneath you. Mary never took her eyes off of you as she walked further into her apartment, muttering words to herself like "SPECK" and "CUTE" and probably the most unnerving, "PERFECT". You mind began to race as you thought, "Perfect for what?" You didn't know what she had in mind but you knew the more you found out, the more worried you'd be. She stopped walking and bent down to lower you to the floor. She didn't brush you off, but rather rolled your body in between her forefinger and thumb, like a piece of dirt between her fingertips. When you were loose enough not to get stuck on her sweaty skin, she dropped you on the ground by the toe of her gigantic black boot. You couldn't even see over the stread of her boot, and found yourself lost in your own thoughts staring up at the pale legs of the goth goddess who had just removed you from her body like a piece of dead skin. A massive shadow was cast over you as she crouched down and whispered to the speck at her foot "LOOK AROUND... I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS FOR A LONG... LONG TIME." You looked to your right and just past the gargantuan black wall of hot leather, you saw model houses arranged in a line, just your height. It was similar to her other model town which you had seen in her room, but that one was significantly larger, built for dolls on a size closer to Barbie's height. This was like a full gated community built for dolls the size of an ant. An entire street of tiny dollhouses, incredibly detailed, and perfect for a little guy like you to just go inside. Wide smudges were used to paint the houses, and you realized that although they were detailed, they could only be painted so cleanly before imperfections started to show up. And they were ten times more noticable at your size, not to someone who had painted the entire house in one stroke of a brush while holding it between their fingers.
"I... I WORKED VERY HARD ON THESE... IT'S HARDER TO MAKE THE MODELS LOOK GOOD WHEN THEY'RE SO TINY... BUT IT HAD TO BE PERFECT FOR YOU... I WANTED YOU TO BE PART OF MY FANTASY. I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO FEEL LIKE A POWERFUL GODDESS, WITH TINY MEN WORSHIPPING ME AND FEARING ME AS MY FEET CRUSHED THEIR PUNY TOWN. I WANT TO FEEL GIANT, AND NOW... NOW I HAVE THAT CHANCE WITH YOU..." Her stammering and shy nature seemed to disappear the more she thought about her fantasy. This was the REAL Mary shining through, and you were incredibly turned on by this normally shy goth girl transforming into this sexual giant. You were still taken back by the scale of the model compared to her boots. If she wanted to, she could crush your entire model neighborhood in ten minutes. "SHALL WE GET STARTED?" Mary takes off her top, exposing her breasts covered in skimpy black lingerie. her dirty blonde hair shone brightly against her pale skin, and she tapped her foot, shaking the ground around you, knocking over some of the model cars that were more or less the right size for you to climb into and take for a joy ride. You could see a dominant smirk on Mary's face as she said "FIRST THING'S FIRST. I WANT YOU TO..."
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