“Your new size is really so fitting,” Abby smirked. “You are nothing but an insignificant pest.” She flicked the tiny boy hard, sending him flying off the desk. Gavin screamed as he fell to the floor. He landed roughly on the push carpet. The wind had been knocked out of him, but he was otherwise okay. Abby loomed above him, her bare feet dangerously close. Gavin suddenly felt terrible for all the bugs he had ever squashed.
Abby lightly pinned the tiny boy under her foot. “I have to admit; I love to step on bugs. I mostly step on ants, and I usually always do it barefoot. I have a large stone patio that makes it easy to see ants crawling along, and if I’m ever outside, I like to step on them. It must be horrible for the bugs, feeling my soft bare soles and toes crushing them.” Abby wiggled her toes, enjoying watching Gavin squirm.
“I guess the first time I started crushing ants was when I was 13, me and my friend were outside talking on my patio when I looked down and saw an ant crawling around my foot. I lifted my toes up, and when the ant had crawled under them, I slammed them down, crushing the ant. It felt really good.”
“You’re sick,” yelled Gavin.
“Coming from the boy who has tried to force himself into countless girls’ pants.” Abby picked up the tiny boy with her toes. “You are the sick one, Gavin.” She walked out of her room with him trapped between her toes. To Gavin’s horror, Abby was heading for the backyard. He was deposited on the stone patio. A group of ants was swarming around a dropped potato chip. Abby brought her foot down on them, smashing everything to smithereens.
“Please, Abby,” begged Gavin. “Please don’t do this to me. I will do anything.”
Abby just laughed dryly. “Guys like you never change. I am going to deal with you like I would with any other common pest.” Gavin looked up in shock as her giant foot descended onto him. With a little crunch, Abby placed her full weight down on the bug boy. For good measure, she twisted her foot. Then, Abby wiped her foot clean on the grass. “One less pervert in the world,” she thought with a satisfied smirk.
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