With a violent smack your insignificant little form was whacked against your former cardboard prison as it collided with the carpeted floor. Getting to your feet you turned to the bed above and took in the heaven before your eyes. An everlasting expanse of pale skin, Jennie's body looked like the most beautiful mountain range you'd ever been privileged enough to lay your eyes upon. Her toes gracefully wiggling as the goddess began to get worked up, delighting in the sight of dozens of mites adjusting to their new world, her body. Perhaps optimistically you expected some kind of help, or even for Jennie to look to see if any tinies had been misplaced, but her vision never strayed. You weren't even a thought in her mind, you didn't matter, you didn't exist to her, you were now forced just to spectate lustfully instead of worship the body of your dream idol like she deserved.
Kicking things off with a needless display of her power Jennie forced her thumb down onto her stomach, slowly but firmly bulldozing through a handful of worthless little creatures, smearing them into a strongly contrasting red stain on her light skin. Her thumb met her tongue, and the two embraced as she savoured the flavour of their death, unwittingly sending an almost dead, but still conscious man down her throat with a river of her saliva, his company being the mangled remains of anyone else who had dared to exist on this beautiful psychopath's stomach.
"Fuck..." Jennie muttered to herself, the rising and falling of the ground beneath her toys getting a little faster as some of the smarter ones began to piece together exactly what their purpose was. Her fingers gently curled around a unlucky pack of survivors, the fist slowly heading further down her body as Jennie teased herself. With her other hand she pried open her folds, lazily sprinkling the mites over her soaking honeypot, miring a dozen in her thick juices as they fought the walls of her lips, with those closer to the center finding themselves falling much further into the deep dark of her gargantuan cunt. Jennie's toes curled and her body bucked as the first wave of squirming began, forcing her to sink her teeth into her own lip to prevent as much noise as she could. As much as she wanted to scream out in pleasure, the thought of any of these gnats thinking they were actually worth something, if only to bring her pleasure, was still too much fucking credit for them. Her fingers blindly surfed over the sticky surface of her sex, occasionally rewarded with a fresh life to snuff out as she ground them against herself for the satisfying pop of their stupid little body breaking. Separating the remaining mites into two groups she repositioned them both, giving each one an entire nipple to contend with as she paradropped them onto and around the gargantuan pink nub.
Exhausted and miserable you'd managed to squeeze out an impressive three orgasms in the time Jennie had taken to murder nearly twenty people just to get herself going. Anger was welling up deep inside of you, every other one of these people, shrunk against their will, had been screaming and begging for mercy, rather than recognizing Jennie for the goddess she was and submitting themselves to her will. The universe had given you everything when Jennie was revealed to be your buyer, and now it had taken everything as you were robbed completely of your life's sole purpose, helping Jennie cum.
Despite her body being completely overwhelmed by futile struggles in and around her yearning sex, a slight tickling from her belly button didn't go unnoticed by the lustful goddess. A bloodied, cum soaked finger made it's way over, digging into her belly button with a rude squelch as she retrieved one of her lost toys. The young woman, completely plastered to the gargantuan finger by a vile mixture of sticky substances, was brought before Jennie's cold, judgemental eyes. Her lips curled into a smirk before snapping forward, chomping at the air playfully as the helpless woman screamed her lungs out in panic. Over and over Jennie taunted the pathetic morsel, playing with her pray, getting closer and closer with every attempt until she finally made contact with the screaming little calorie, her molars making short work of the pathetic bag of flesh as she resumed exploring her sex, body quivering and shuddering with every other life she pulverized from existence.
You couldn't understand why that disgraceful woman dared to scream as she offered the chance to become nutrients for her goddess, all of these people were so fucking stupid! You convinced yourself as your cock throbbed in waves of ecstasy, you needed Jennie to notice you, to understand that at least one of her new belongings knew their place. Shooting your sticky stands off into your goddess' carpet fibers yet again, you moaned out her name, yearning for any kind of attention at all, but you were far, far too insignificant for that.
Jennie's fingers began to encircle her nipple, with most too caught up in their forced worship to even notice. As if she were squishing a gnat, her forefinger and thumb pinched together, macerating four bodies against her stiff nub as she twisted and tugged. She was only moments away now, desperate for that final push she repeated the process on the unsuspecting group on the other breast, effortlessly removing them from the world as she cussed and moaned, writhing against the bedsheets as she recalled every scream she'd extracted tonight. A soft whimper and some heavy panting passed, her juices oozing out of her lower lips, a river flowing with the broken bodies of her playthings.
Watching silently, you felt somewhat at peace watching the stomach of your goddess, stuffed with her playthings yet still as toned as ever, gently rising and falling as she recovered from her high. Only a minute later her divine form was towering into the sky, her bare body decorated with red streaks and splotches, proudly displaying her slaughter. Her bare feet rose and fell, shaking the ground beneath you with each step. Directly in her path, you began to yell up, a desperate attempt for a desperate bug. Again and again you called the name of your goddess, but no amount of frustrated screaming changed her path. After all, why would it? You were a mere little plaything, a tiny little toy, you were in no position to influence Jennie in any way, you were nothing. Panicking and scrambling as the shadow cast over you, one last call of her name was all you could get out before your body was instantly pulverized against her heel. Your last moments truly making you realize how insignificant you were to the woman you'd devoted yourself too, she hadn't even noticed your existence, hadn't even given you a glance before smiting you out of her world.
"Ugh..." Was the only piece of attention you'd ever end up receiving from your goddess, a frustrated scoff as you dared dirty her pristine foot, every single memory of your existence to be wiped away the moment Jennie took a shower. Not that you were even alive to hear it.
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