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Mommabear shrunk the pool boy down to make him her new slave. He had nowhere to run as she towered over him on all 4. He looked up trembling in fear as she looked at him with a devious grin dropping her hand down to grab him.
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Wonderful writing from a Fan…. Love it Fight or flight - the core instincts of every human, big or tiny, when faced with unimaginable terror. Of course it’s quite different for the shrunken denizens of Momma’s house, as fighting back against her omnipotence is futile at best. That’s why the very sight of her infinite tons of foot flesh enact an urgent and panicked retreat among *almost* every one of them. Almost. John was different. Tragically so. It was only a matter of time before his deviant lust sealed his fate.
When dozens of his shrunken brethren instinctively flee from Momma’s cruel feet, John’s obsession with them draws him closer. Most of the time his closest friends were able to hold him back, but when she slid on those pulse-raising tights he lost control. Her feet were awe-inspiring as-is, but adorning them in opaque tights pressed his deepest buttons. Seeing a sea of endless threads dutifully caress her toes ignited him in a way that caused him to abandon all sense of self-preservation. He foolishly sprinted toward his colossal captress with the intention of stealing a quick and salacious sniff. He enjoyed a blissful moment when her irresistible foot pheromones engulfed his minuscule body, but it was tragically brief. The last thing he ever heard was the urgent screams of his friends warning him to get away, right before tons of nylon-shrouded foot flesh completely obliterated him.
Shock and terror consumed his friends upon seeing John’s remains occupy a patch of nylon threads which still dutifully caressed Momma’s terrifying foot. Flight - they fled desperately as the purple wall of death approached to claim its next victims. A shadow loomed large as the air grew heavy, warm and moist around them. Their final gasps of terror filled their tiny lungs with Momma’s foot musk right before everything faded to black.
Where did he go? I saw him a minute ago running about I want to talk to him Find out who he is And how he got so small Tinyman please come out I won’t eat you I jsut want to talk Where is he? They seem to get small or clever so I can see them Some get so small I don’t even see them anymore How is this fun for me?
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