The ant-size people (WMV - MOBILE VERSION)
In a world where ant-size people are treated as bugs, toys, and food by their giant counterparts, Valerie stands out. She's gentle with them because she sees them as people too. One day after exercise, she finds one of these tiny beings in her pocket. With a look of concern, she gingerly picks him up and sets him on the floor. "I'm sorry for that to happen," she apologizes. "You haven't known what happened right?"
She stomps her foot next to him, creating a crunching sound that sends shivers down his spine. "I didn't mean it," she says softly. "But I hear crunch and when I raise my foot, your whole family became paste on my sole." She shows him the bottom of her shoe, covered in a sticky residue.
The little man trembles in fear as he looks up at Valerie, who towers over him. But instead of crushing him underfoot like so many others before, Valerie reassures him with a gentle smile. "It's okay to be afraid," she tells him. "I'm much bigger than you, and our people did something terrible with you. But you may face many threats out there."
She uses her massive size to illustrate her point, raising her foot above his head and hovering it just out of reach. "I could step on you like nothing," she says, her voice low and threatening. "All of our giant people can. But you don't need to worry. I won't crush you."
Valerie then explains the danger by comparing the size of the tiny man to her body parts—a finger, a hand, even her foot. She places him between her fingers and squeezes gently, making him shake in fear. But she quickly reassures him, "You have to be comfortable with this. When we're together, this is common. So, you need to trust me."
She sets him down on the floor and takes off her shoes and socks. The little man is terrified as he sees where he might end up next. Valerie tries to calm him down, saying, "I just finished exercise. My foot sweat a lot. Besides, I run really fast. Your family would agree with me. They had no chance of running when they were in my path. You are lucky. You guess what my best friend will do."
With a mischievous glint in her eye, Valerie raises her toe, revealing the tiny, vulnerable space between them. "She'll say 'finish bugs'," she says, referring to the nickname for tiny people who are stepped on and then swallowed whole. "So let's try that out."
Valerie's playfulness quickly turns into something more sinister as she slowly sits down on the little man. She grins wickedly as she feels him squirming beneath her. "You know, you have to be loud and open, or this may happen," she warns him.
She hovers her ass above him, seemingly about to sit down again when she suddenly changes her mind. "Just kidding," she says, standing up quickly. "But I see most people survive in my friend's ass crack, so let's try that out."
Valerie sits back down, pinching the tiny man between her ass cheeks. "Wow, you can really survive," she says, impressed. "But I need to apologize for this first." She farts, the stench filling the room. "Sorry for that," she says with a grin. "I'll wash you later."
Valerie grabs a glass of water and washes the tiny man, taking her time to get him clean. As she does so, she talks to him, asking what they could do together. She receives some messages from her friend, who suggests using the tiny man as a deodorant—placing him in her armpit, feet, socks, and shoes.
Valerie tries out the deodorant idea by placing the tiny man in her armpit. She sniffs her own armpit, noting that it isn't stinky. "It's not stinky," she says. "I just washed. Maybe we should try this. My armpit is kind of sensitive. It could be a chance for me to feel your existence."
Next, she places the tiny man in her foot, between her toes. As she plays with him, she tells him, "Socks, maybe? But I haven't washed them yet. They stink." She sniffs her sock, which does indeed stink. "Maybe not," she says with a smile.
Valerie tries placing the tiny man in her slipper, but thinks better of it. "You know, it may become your home," she says. "But not yet. I wake up may not be careful as now. So, I may crush you just like that." She puts her foot in the slipper, making the tiny man scream for help. "Just kidding," she reassures him. "I said I won't harm you."
Valerie then shares an idea from her friend, who suggests putting the tiny man into her shoes to take away the smell. "It may become your next home," she says. "And you can help me take away the smell. It may be the only way you can help me without taking you life." She picks him up, hanging him above her mouth, and sticks out her tongue. "Or this way, according to my friend," she says. "But you won't survive the digestion, right? Your choice."
The tiny man chooses to stay with Valerie, and she smiles. "Let's take a selfie then," she says, picking him up. "As we are friends." She takes a selfie with the tiny man on her shoulder and sends it to her friends.
Valerie spends the next few minutes rubbing the tiny man on her bra and panties, gaining pleasure from the power she holds over his life. After a while, she stops and kisses him goodnight.
In the morning, Valerie seems upset. She tells the tiny man that her friends don't understand why she treats tiny people so well. They call her "tiny man lover." She has to get rid of him, so she puts him in her dirty socks, takes another selfie, and puts on her trainer to crush him.
The video ends with Valerie stomping her foot, creating a crunching sound that fills the room. The tiny man is gone, and Valerie looks out at the camera, her expression cold and unforgiving.
