As Tom walks through his living room wearing nothing but shorts and flip-flops, he feels a little tickle between his butt cheeks. He has no idea that it's a tiny man, struggling not to fall deeper into the abyss of his round, deep cheeks.
"Damn, bugs!" He says irritably, certain that an insect has crawled into his clothes while they were lying on the floor. "I'm calling the exterminator tomorrow. But as for you, ya unlucky little bastard.."
The huge, meaty walls around you harden as Tom flexes his glutes, and the air is squeezed out of you. It's unlucky for you that Tom has practically been living at the gym lately, and his buns of steel are now strong enough to break the bones of a tiny, trapped creature between them..
The fleshy walls grow harder and harder - You feel your body condense, your bones crunch slowly, and as your skull creaks all fades to black..
Your tiny friends watch in horror as, with a smile on his handsome face, Tom flexes once and feels a single tiny snap between his cheeks.
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