In the future, anyone can sign their freedom away with a simple contract. Most don't remember through what sort of dystopian means this quirk in the law came about, but what they do know is that anyone can willingly decide to become the property of another with just a few movements of a pen. While this was sometimes used by banks for those who couldn't pay their debts, much akin to the debt slaves of before, there is some more unique circumstances which lead to a person becoming property. Using this law to their advantage, certain models online have started to accumulate a large following of slaves, taken from their sex-obsessed fans.
One such model was Ella. She was a relatively popular girl online, garnering a sizeable following that mostly consisted of men who paid well to see her naked. Perhaps it was her lovely blonde hair, or maybe it was her black eyes, her endowed assets certainly helped, but maybe people just really liked her goth aesthetic. Whatever the case, she found herself with a large amount of guys who were willing to do anything she wanted. With so many wrapped around her little finger, she one day figured she could try taking the leap of faith and going the extra mile. Her many fans would find themselves looking at a post of hers saying she's giving them a once in a lifetime opportunity to sign a contract and become her slaves. To many of the men who jerked off to her pictures and videos on a daily basis, getting to live with her, even if it meant being her property, was a dream come true.
While Ella expected some guys to be pathetic and desperate enough to do this, she certainly didn't expect the dozens of requests that appeared in her private messages the next day. Sure, a good amount of them flaked out quickly, but a notable portion were actually serious about it. Shrugging, and quite liking the idea of having her own personal servants to do everything for her, she started to accept them. It didn't take long for the contracts to be finalized and for her to find herself with a large harem of male slaves serving her every whim. Despite her mean attitude towards them, they were all too willing to help her with anything she desired. And if they weren't it's not like they could do anything about it in the first place.
However, it didn't take long for them to start to bore her. Sure, it was great to have so many guys at her call, but they were all just so needy. Always begging for her attention, even having the gall to ask to be relieved by her. Over time she started to feel nothing but disgust for most of them. Except for one, Jhon was the perfect stud that kept the other simps in line. Honestly, she was shocked a man like him would ever wanna be her slave, but she wasn't complaining. Jhon was tall, easily around 5'11", his muscular figure only adding to his intimidating physique. Often wearing simple sneakers, shorts and T-shirt, people on the streets would often assume he was her boyfriend or even bodyguard, certainly not one of many of Ella's slaves. While most of the others were her playthings, Jhon was easily the one who she enjoyed the most without needing to degrade them first. And this favoratism was one that was often noticed by the other slaves, not that they could really do anything about it.
Salvation to her problems would seem to land on a silver plate, however. Shrinking technology has become available to the public. By just inserting a single chip into someone, that person can be shrunk to any size with a remote control. Ella had obtained the chips mere minutes after they stocked the shelves, of course having Jhon go get them in the early morning. Each and every one of her servants was implanted with the chips soon after, none of them really having a choice in the matter. As they returned home, each and every one of them was shrunk the moment Ella saw them, reduced to an ant of a person. Now that her dozens of slaves stood at a centimeter tall they'd be much easier to house and manage. Not to mention none of them could really bother her anymore now that they were all so puny. Well, all except one.
They all stood on the floor of Ella's apartment, at least thirty of them, gazing up at her massive form. Her goth boots were towering monsters, each of which could easily fit all of them inside the stuffy interior. Her legs stretching into the sky as her previously incredible figure now looked like that of a superior Goddess. However, other than the woman they already pledged their lives to, next to her stood someone else. Just as towering, and perhaps just as impressive, was Jhon. She didn't even need to explain why he was still standing at his normal size unlike the others. She smirked down at the rest of them, explaining their new situation in life as insects in her home. They'd still serve her every whim as she asked, Jhon would just do the tasks she needed that required a bit more manly strength. She made sure to emphasize that last point by looming her boot over some of them just to frighten them in case they had any protest to this announcement. Finally pulling her foot back, she'd order all of them to start licking the underside of her filthy boots clean, dirt and dust covering the soles. Meanwhile the larger man would go make her something nice to drink as she relaxed on the first day of many where she wasn't just a Goddess due to her authority over the men, but with her absolute power over their lives as well.
Some time had passed since then, the tiny men dutifully serving their Goddess with every bit of their tiny bodies. However, it didn't take long for them to realize their new circumstances. Ella was a lot less forgiving of mistakes now that they were so minute and easy to remove. Several of the tiny simps ended up inside her mouth, devoured by the giantess in one gulp of beer. Some were even crushed under her powerful boots, turned to stains that the others had to clean up. Needless to say, within the first few days, everyone knew exactly what their new place in life was and how serious of an offense failure is.
Today they were standing at her feet, most of them just observing as four of them, punished for doing a poor job of cleaning her teeth, were now licking her boots. The others were told to stand back and watch as an example on how not to serve your Goddess. Jhon stood right next to her, and as tall as he was, her 5'6" form managed to come close to his own height thanks to her boot's heel. Both of them looked like towering deities, Ella herself having a disappointed pout as she stared down the failures at her feet.
"Make sure to lick every speck of dirt, losers..." Her voice was full of disgust as her hand reached out, her thumb and pointer finger extending into an L shape to emphasize her exact thoughts about the bugs beneath her that were desperately licking for their lives. Jhon on the other hand wasn't staring down at them at all. In fact, he was, much like the many tiny slaves that littered the floor, looking directly at the beautiful blonde Goddess herself. Of course, while they were looking at her boots, their heads needing to crane up so high that it'd hurt to stare, he was looking at her lovely face, observing every small motion of her lips as she spoke and mocked the inferior men beneath them.
Her lips, covering in black lipstick, would purse out a bit, pointing down at the two slaves at her left foot. Slowly, a glob of saliva began to seep out, drooling out of her lips and looming above. The poor tinies didn't even notice, concentrated in their work. Most of the ones observing didn't see it until one of them pointed it out. But by then it was too late. Ella, in all her mocking cruelty, would let the saliva drop down. Falling through the air, the thick fluid would smack directly on top of the two men, coating them in the spit as they got glued down to the parquet floor below.
"Eugh, sorry, I noticed this side was slacking and I couldn't help but spit at you in disgust..." She explained, her message clear as the two men struggled. They managed to free themselves soon enough, their bodies coated in a layer of the stuff as the strong smell of her breath lingered on their skin. They increased their efforts, fear motivating them as they desperately licked the surface of this scary woman's boot.
Jhon was getting excited to say the least. Were they not more concentrated on her, they'd notice he had a raging boner from the sight. Nobody would blame him, most of the others were aroused too despite the mortal peril. However, in his distraction, he didn't realize what he was about to do. His leg moved, just wanting to readjust his position as he stood, his foot moving around a bit to the left. Just a bit, the tiniest bit that was just too much. To an unsuspecting tiny man everything suddenly went dark as a shadow was cast over him. Jhon's foot was right above him, the massive sneaker sole being the last thing his ant-sized self saw as it nonchalantly descended down on top of him.
At first nobody even noticed what was happening, especially not Jhon, but the sudden scream followed by the sound of a loud crunch would quickly alert the other tiny men. Jhon himself realized something was wrong when he felt the tiny crunch beneath his shoe, as if he just stepped on a very small snail. Unfortunately for everyone, this tiny man was a lot less durable than a snail's shell, his body turning into paste as Jhon lifted his shoe, looking down at it to see the tiny red stain that used to be a person stuck to the underside of his sneaker.
The room erupted in shock, the slaves gasping in unison as they turned to see what he did. Ella hadn't even noticed it at first, until she looked to see what they were all looking at. A surprised expression appeared on her face, the blood on Jhon's sole being unmistakable proof of his act. Uproar began to be heard from below, many of the tinies upset by this turn of events. Though they have already resigned their fates to Ella, almost none of them ever imagined their lives ending under the shoes of another, let alone some guy like Jhon. Their jealousy that has been slowly gathering bursting out as they called for him shrinkage and punishment.
"T-they're right, Goddess. I made a mistake and broke your property. Others were executed for far less." Jhon would hang his head in defeat, knowing what he did was utterly unforgivable. It wasn't that he felt bad for killing the mant, but the guilt of breaking something that belonged to his owner was too much to bear, he knew it was a grave sin. However, much to his surprise, the expression he saw on Ella's face wasn't one of rage, it looked curious, almost as if she enjoyed the sight. She bit her lips for a moment as she then spoke: "Mmmm, no, Jhon. I'm not gonna do anything of the sort. In fact, that kind of gave me an idea~"
Her body got a bit closer as she moved, her gigantic steps frightening the men below as they covered, watching the titanic goth boots move away from them. Her eyes were concentrated on the giant man as she continued: "I think I like the idea of having a real man crushing insects for me. Kinda like that time you stepped on that cockroach while all these other losers just watched." She seemed to still be a bit annoyed with that event. Despite her clear size fetish, she still disliked actual bugs, and seemed to greatly appreciate Jhon's assistance in removing one such pest in the past. He, however, was more than a bit surprised, blankly staring at her in disbelief that he was not only getting away with his accident, but being rewarded.
This of course lead to the tinies across the ground being very upset. Tiny yelling could be heard by both of them as each of the little simps protested the idea of someone who was supposed to be a slave like them getting such favorable treatment. This only resulted in an annoyed glare from Ella, who stared down at them with disappointment in her eyes. "I'm sorry, did you for a second start to think that you have a say in the matter?" Her authoritative tone of voice started to fill the atmosphere on the ground with despair. Many of them froze up, some of them stared in frustration and defiance, but none dared speak and interrupt the powerful woman.
"Did you perhaps think that I give a flying fuck about what you tiny little shitheads think is fair?" Her tone didn't cease as she took a step closer to them. Her boot would slam down roughly on the ground, shaking the earth as many tumbled onto their backs in the process. The sheer amount of fear was so thick it was suffocating. "I think you need to understand one thing. If I want Jhon here to crush you, eat you, or whatever else, then you should treat that as if I'm doing it. I'm not here to fulfill your sexual desires for how you wanna die. You're here to be my playthings." Her other boot rose into the air, looming far above their tiny forms. It loomed over one tiny man in particular, one of the ones who was busy licking her boots before. With little hesitation, she stomped just as roughly as with the first step. In a single moment, the man turned into nothing but a stain, red splattering across the ground and covering the underside of the boot as the stomp shook the earth even more intensely for the tiny men so close to the epicenter of the disastrous meteor strike.
Grinding her boot around, she'd slowly move it left and right, turning the tiny body into an even more unrecognizable puddle on the floor. Her head would start to lean closer as she crouched down, until she was looming just above them, staring down at the pathetic insects. They were so frightened, so pathetically weak to even utter a word now. Smirking, she'd finish her lecture by stating a simple fact: "And if you have any problem with that. Perhaps you should have brought it up with me when you read the fine print. It's a bit too late for buyer's remorse now, no?" A loud, impactful giggle would echo around them so loudly that it shook the ground, before she finally rose back up to her feet, once again towering over them like the massive Goddess she was.
Shock seemed to only further echo in the room as she moved her gaze from the dissenting slaves below to the loyal, if confused, one next to her. Jhon was still in utter shock, having just watch her not only defend his action and then encourage it, but actively punish the others for even thinking that them being stepped on by his sole was a bad thing deserving of punishment. A thought went through his mind, he shouldn't question it, if his Goddess deems it fit, who is he to question her demands. It's not that he minds becoming a tiny pet for her if she wanted it, but displeasing her, no, doing anything that isn't pleasing her to the fullest, is the last thing he'd ever wish to do.
She slowly moved closer to him again, not even watching her step as the tiny men below had to dodge the swift motion of her heeled boot, one of them almost getting kicked across the room. Her hand gently placed itself on his chest as her fingers, beautifully decorated with black nail polish, would gently caress across it. "I want to watch you crush another, okay?~" Her words, so casually spoken, gave an eerie feeling of shock. Jhon would practically shiver at the request, but dared not deny it as he looked down at the group of frightened men. Many of them immediately started to move back, however, one in particular was starting to actively flee away from the two titans, having pushed himself through the crowd of tinies to escape.
The tiny man's name was Mark. Mark used to be one of Ella's favourites in the past before she shrank most of her slaves. It wasn't for him being strong like Jhon, not at all, Mark was rather short even before he was shrunk, being dwarfed by Ella even without her boots on. She mostly just found him cute, like a pet you can depend on when you need to be cheered up. However, all that started to change once he got shrunk to the size of an ant. She didn't really view any of her shrunken men any differently from one another. Perhaps it was simply too bothersome to tell the difference between them at that size, perhaps she just lost any affection she had for them once they became as small as an insect to her. Whatever the case, Mark knew he was as expendable as any of the others and was now running for his life. Perhaps he could hide somewhere, under a couch, behind some furniture, anything to try and eventually escape. He didn't really have a plan, he just had a desperate goal in mind as he ran across the floor, almost reaching the carpet where he hoped to lose the titanic beings in the tall mess.
His escape would, however, never come to fruition. A massive shadow began to loom over his miniscule body. He had barely gotten a single step away from the towering giant as his already intimidating form towered above him like a skyscraper. "Sorry little guy..." He said with a hint of remorse. He recognized Mark, and remembered how they used to compete for Ella's affection. Granted, Jhon would win almost every time, but it was still a slight rivalry nonetheless. His foot would raise into the air, the sneaker looming above the tiny man who realized what was happening. The entire threat caused Mark to trip, landing on the ground as he gazed up at the sky. The looming sneaker above him was covered in bits of dirt that slowly fell from above, many bits of it dropping on top of his tiny body. It was like pebbles of filth at his size as it landed on him, making him cower even more. He could see another thing, the bloody remains of his fellow tiny, plastered to the foot of Jhon's sneaker to an unrecognizable degree. It was like watching what his future would be as Jhon lifted his foot up even more, preparing for a swift stomp.
"I'll make it quick for ya, okay?" He spoke again with a slight sense of sympathy. Mark's face wasn't filled with gratitude, obviously, but with fear, and even a bit of anger. He glared up at Jhon past his sole, yelling: "Jhon! Don't do it! P-please! I know we sold our lives for some dumb bitch, but you don't have to do this!" He screamed out in some frustration, knowing his own life was about to end. Jhon was not swayed, in fact, he seemed more worried about whether or not Ella heard what Mark just sad. However, from a quick gaze back at her, she seemed more concentrated on the scene itself, her gaze seeming almost hypnotized on the ground as she waited for the inevitable. Jhon would sigh, before finally dropping his foot down.
The massive sneaker would smack down light thunder, striking Mark down like righteous judgment from a deity. His body turned to paste within an instant, the once person now being an unrecognizable pancake under Jhon's sole. He ground down a tiny bit, lifting his sole up to reveal the damage on the ground, Mark's remains being no more distinct than the random slave he crushed on accident before, save for having a bit more of a splatter. For a brief moment everything was silent, the realization of the new way things were being run here was hitting everyone, except for Ella. She appeared excited beyond measure. As Jhon inspected the damage, feeling a bit sorry for the poor man stuck on his shoe, Ella was creeping up from behind. Just then he felt a force from behind as feminine hands wrapped around his torso, hugging him tightly.
With one foot in the air, and the sudden smack from behind, his balance would be lost, causing him to start tumbling down towards the ground, right where many of the pathetic betas were standing. It was a shocking sight, the tiny men paralyzed to move as they watched the two monoliths falling from the sky and on top of their miniscule forms. Jhon, and Ella on top of him, would crash onto the ground like a natural disaster, shaking the earth to its core for even those who were a good few feet away from the impact zone. For those close by, they'd get knocked onto their backs, some were even pushed away and sent flying a good amount by the sheer force of the drop. Those ones were lucky, as two of the unfortunate men ended up being directly under the falling titans. With a single playful gesture, Ella had just ended two more lives under Jhon's chest, both of them turned to paste and unfortunately staining his light gray t-shirt.
The two were now on the ground, Ella giggling despite their fall as Jhon slowly recovered, he tried to look back at her, slightly confused. "Why did you do that, Mistress?" He asked, not even seeming to notice the two men he crushed on accident yet. Her giggling continued for a bit more, raising her body upwards until she was sitting on top of him, either of her legs laying on the side from him as she stared down. "I just couldn't resist when I saw you being so hot, ya know?" Her answer was simple, direct, it caught him off guard. He didn't even really know how to respond as he watched her bite her lip and continue to speak: "Hey Jhon? How about we play a game of hot and cold? One of us puts a tiny somewhere on our bodies, then the other one has to find the tiny. The catch is that you have to do it blindfolded. We'll take turns, I'll go first!" A chipper energy seemed to hit her as she suddenly began to take off Jhon's shirt. He didn't struggle, after all, he wasn't allowed to resist her.
Her hands soon wrapped the shirt around his face, seeming to pay little mind to the stains ingrained in the fabric as the tied it up around his eyes, making it into a makeshift blindfold for her little game. The tiny men below, now noticeably fewer in number, were unsure what to do. Many of them backed away, hoping not to be chosen for her sick games. Running was a consideration, but they knew they had nowhere to go, and the last thing some of them wanted was to end up crushed by Jhon like Mark. However, there was some rare exception, some truly perverted tiny men that were standing as close as possible. A small group of them gathered near the right of the giantess, jumping and waving their hands around, willing sacrifices for her entertainment. She couldn't help but giggle, noticing them as she lowered her hand, grabbing one at random in her hand.
Slowly, she began to stand up, holding the tiny man in her tight grasp as she stood up slightly, then sat back down. She sat on her knees next to Jhon, her ass almost landing on one of the many willing worshippers below, just narrowly missing them as the force of her sitting down made them shake. The tiny she had in her hands would slowly feel themselves be raised up, a look of adoration on his tiny face. For a mere moment, he thought she might put him in her mouth. However, that was not his fate. Lifting her arms up for a moment, she'd slowly remove her dress, tossing it to the side carelessly as the dress landed on the group farther away. It wasn't heavy enough to crush them by any means, but it certainly made movement very difficult as the poor men found themselves stuck under her massive dress.
However, for those not stuck under, they'd see the wonderful sight of her breasts, held in place by a black bra. Each of them was a towering monolith, and a rare treat any of them would get to see. The little victim thought he might go there, but he was wrong once more as Ella's left arm lifted into the air again. The tiny man, despite his lust to be on her body, was shocked as Ella revealed her sweaty armpit. After all, wearing that goth dress in the middle of summer made her unbearably sweaty, especially under there. Streams of sweat dripped down the side of her body as her armpit practically glistened from it. The strong smell from the armpit would hit the tiny almost immediately, the dirty sweat invading his nostrils and making it very difficult for him to breathe. She wouldn't wait for long before shoving him straight into the armpit, smacking his tiny body in the center of it and roughly poking at him with her finger until she managed to make him get glued to it with the sticky sweat.
With the tiny placed, she'd slowly turn her head to Jhon who managed to get up in this time, sitting calmly as he was blindfolded. Smirking, she'd slowly start to speak to him: "Alright, so, you have to find the tiny man. But the trick is, you can only use your tongue!" She explained, giggling a bit as the squirming tiny tickled her a bit. "I'll give you an easy hint though, he's above my hips!" She added, almost as if she really wanted him to find the tiny and move on to the second part of the game. Jhon either didn't mind or didn't notice as he brought his head closer, opening his mouth and starting to lick around her body, starting at her stomach and slowly dragging upwards.
In the meantime as Jhon was searching for the tiny man stuck on Ella, the other tiny worshippers themselves were getting rather rowdy. After all, they all wanted to be on Ella's divine body as well. Some of them started taking the initiative, climbing the back of her black panties in an effort to scale the titanic woman. Moments passed as they continued their ascent, the fabric aiding in their climb as they slowly scaled Ella's butt like true mountain climbers. And for a while it seemed to be going well, many of them getting halfway up Ella's endowed cheeks already. However, as Jhon moved up her body, licking around her neck now after having passed her breasts, she'd let out a ticklish squeak, jumping up a bit and then leaning down as she calmed down. This simple motion would knock the climbers off, making them fall onto the ground below. They landed with a thud, hurt, some of them even breaking a bone or two from the fall. However, the real trouble only came as Ella's ass descended back down. Smashing onto the ground, her butt would unknowingly crush the men in an instant, just as easily as all the others before them. In that split second reaction to a tickle, four men died to Ella's behind, now just turned into stains dirtying her black panties.
Jhon was making progress, realizing he wasn't anywhere at the front. Ella seemed a bit disappointed as he moved back down, she was hoping for a kiss. Unfortunately, Jhon was too wary to attempt such a thing, not knowing if playing a game was a good enough excuse for such an act. As his tongue moved, it soon got closer and closer to the struggling tiny under the armpit. The taste of her sweat filled his mouth as he slurped up the tiny pebble of a man into his maw. Ella would gasp, smirking as she then cheered: "You did it! Woooo! Now… Swallow~" Her words were authoritative as she spoke them, staring with an expecting look on her face. Jhon, nodding, would keep him mouth open, his tongue lightly shaking the tiny man around.
The man would scream, not having expected such a fate to befall him as he was being wrestled around by the massive guy's tongue, covered in his saliva as the strong breath filled the air around him. Jhon played with him a short while longed, before shoving his tongue back, sending the man flying towards his throat. With an open mouth, Jhon would swallow the tiny with some saliva, pulling the tiny guy down into the depths of his stomach. There he would melt down and be turned into nutrients for the giant, far more superior, slave, much to Ella's enjoyment.
"Good boy, you found your treat~" Ella teased the giant as she gently caressed the back of his head. Her hands would slowly wrap around to remove his blindfold, taking it off and allowing him to finally see again. Slowly, the shirt would be moved to her own face as she tied it around her eyes, speaking while she was doing it: "Now, I'm going to want you to pick one as well, I don't really care if they want it or not. Put them wherever you want on your body and then, mmmmm~" She let out as if already tasting the tiny treat. "I'll find them with my tongue, okay?~"
Jhon couldn't help but blush and get a bit excited by that statement as he simply nodded to her without a word. The smile on her face only spread as she blindfolded herself and sat there, waiting for his signal for when she can start the game. Jhon meanwhile would shift his gaze to the many tiny men on the ground. None of them seemed pleased with the idea, backing off and shaking their heads. Jhon knew that none of them were here cause they wanted to end up on the body of another man, even if some of them were aroused by the idea of ending up in Ella's gut at the end of it. Sighing, he knew he had to pick someone as his hand simply lowered down, snatching one of the poor tiny men up into his hand and bringing him to his temporary living space on his body as his other hand gently tapped on Ella's shoulder to signal her that she can start searching.
Ella moved like a ravenous tiger, almost pouncing on the man as her head started to shove against his chest. Her tongue would lick around, dragging across his bare-chested form and moving upwards along it. She couldn't help but smile to herself as she heard his light squirms in surprise, he was just too cute with how embarrassed he was despite his stature. The other tinies, utterly cucked, were forced to watch the massive display unfold, many of them wishing they were big again to experience the bliss that Jhon was right now.
They would only get more jealous as Ella's mouth moved to Jhon's, suddenly slipping her tongue right inside as she started to French kiss him. Her hands would wrap around his head as she held him in a tight embrace. If he wasn't blushing before, he definitely was now, the in comparison petite woman dominating him with her affection. However, the sight was all but pleasant to the tiny speck that happened to be stuck right between the two dominating tongues. Having already spent some time struggling in Jhon's saliva, the tiny would find himself being utterly squeezed between the two, struggling for dear life as he got pressed, shoved around and sliding all over the place. As moments passed more and more saliva would force its way right into his own mouth and nostrils, making it incredibly difficult to breathe as he struggled for survival.
The two tongues would continue their loving embrace for a few shorter moments until Ella pulled out of his mouth, realizing that her prize was now stuck to her tongue, unable to escape from both the sticky substance coating him as well as just sheer exhaustion from being tossed around like that. With a slight smirk, Ella would tilt her head back, swallowing the man down alongside all her saliva, letting him sink down her throat and into her awaiting belly below. The man wouldn't last longer than a few minutes before he was turned into tit fat for his owner as she loudly giggled to herself. She knew that things changed today, and so did the many pathetic slaves that surrounded the two as she gazed at them with a continued hunger.
From that day onward Ella would continue to get new slaves to replace her old ones, often not telling them about Jhon's position above them, nor mentioning the fact that many of them would end up shrunk. Ella and Jhon often used the poor men for all sorts of fun games, going through dozens or even hundreds of poor souls a month. While nominally still her slave, Jhon started to look a lot more like her boyfriend, always treated with love and affection, unlike all the others who are supposedly as much Ella's property as he was. Despite all the death and carnage she caused, Ella would continue her cute goth persona online, gaining more followers by the day. Though most of them gave little more than some of their money, some of them would still continue to give their entire lives to her, only to find out that they'd be playing the role of a plaything to a man who got to have what they could only worship.