Her slipper next to the tiny looks like a building
beneath her feet. She stepped onto the tiny with a deep sigh, feeling the softness give way
under her immense weight. She looked down at the tiny, its head barely reaching her ankle, and
smirked. She raised her foot again, ready to stomp down once more when she heard a soft
whimper from below. The sound made her pause, and she looked at the tiny with new eyes. It
stared up at her, big brown eyes filled with fear and awe. She felt a strange sensation in
her chest—a mix of power and tenderness. She lowered her foot slowly, kneeling down to be
eye to eye with the tiny. "Hello there," she said softly, reaching out to gently brush a
lock of hair from its face. The tiny trembled under her touch, but didn't pull away.
Sabrina felt a strange connection forming between them, one that made her heart race and her
skin tingle. She smiled down at the tiny, realizing that this was more than just a
power dynamic—it was a raw, emotional experience that she couldn't explain.
