Dirty Soles

by Macro Zecora

Rating: mature
Tags: Violence, Dark, Death, Human, Anthro, Porn, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Fetish, Rarity, Twilight Sparkle, Gore
Length: 1626

Short stories with a focus on mares crushing microscopic cities.

Short stories with a focus on mares crushing microscopic cities.

Rarity wakes up to take a shower, unaware that several cities full of microscopic humans have teleported into her bathroom.
Contains: Feet, Crush, Scent

Twilight accidentally summons microscopic cities and crushes them to get off.
Contains: Crush, Masturbation
These stories were very short commissions.

Published 2018-06-19 01:20:12 UTC
Last updated 2018-08-02 06:38:26 UTC

Rarity's Dirty Soles

The sun rose over Equestria and Rarity slowly sat up and peeled off her sleep mask as her senses were tickled by the flickering sunlight and chirping birds. She stood up, clad in nothing but a light blue bathrobe, which she had worn to bed after her evening shower. She wiggled her toes a little, feeling the presence of sweat building up on it, which made her scoff a little. The warm summer heat always did this to her. And was one of the main reasons she had started showering twice a day.

As she walked into the bathroom, a scoff escaped her lips, as she saw the tiled bathroom floor was littered with dirt. “Good heavens!” She growled. “Sweetie Belle must have tracked this in last night. I swear, that pony just can’t clean up after herself…”

In a way, Rarity was half-right. Sweetie had been practicing her magical studies last night, trying to summon creatures from other dimensions. She wanted something cute, but all she had managed to snag were several cities of microscopic beings, which were so tiny, she didn’t even realize she had summoned them.

Rarity took her first step into the bathroom. She didn’t like all the dirt on the floor against her feet, but figured she was going to get cleaned up anyway. May as well tough it out. Especially since her coveted slippers were on the shower mat.

The horrified microscopic humans shrieked as her sweaty bare foot rose above them, dripping down droplets of sweat with enough salty liquid to level dozens of city blocks, drowning thousands. Not that it mattered to those who survived. Her toes and sole slammed into the floor with more force than an atomic bomb, immediately snuffing out the hundreds of thousands lives beneath it.

She twisted her foot, wincing as she felt the faint wetness against her heel, making her gag in disgust. “Oh ick… it’s still wet! I’m going to have to chat with Sweetie about tracking mud into the house.” She raised her foot to inspect the mud, noticing it had a slight red tinge to it, but she simply dismissed it as clay from the old diamond mines and scraped it off on the floor, oblivious to the horror she was causing,

Rarity disrobed and casually dropped her robe onto the dirty floor, causing a massive windstorm that scattered several of the microscopic cities to the wind. But at least they died swiftly, as others were instead subjected to a warm gale of her sweaty foot odor that robbed millions of air, causing them to asphyxiate on the scent of Rarity’s feet.

The remaining cities could now gaze upon the full naked glory of the creature that had been crushing their pathetic metropoli beneath her heels. Her thick, county-sized buttocks, each one sporting a trio of blue diamonds shimmered in the light coming in from the window, the sweat showing of her curves quite nicely.

The tiny humans cried out and began praying to the monstrous creature that stood over their crumbling cities. A soft scoff escaped her lips once again as she approached the shower, seeing there were similar bits of mud inside there. “Really?” She then shook her head and sighed. “No matter. I’ll just wash it all down the drain.”

The humans’ pitiful attempts at worship failed, and the great white horse goddess called a flood of biblical proportions down upon them. Droplets of water as large as a great lake began pelting into their cities, literally cracking them apart. She then stepped into the middle of the torrential deluge she had summoned, basking in the warmth of the water which was destroying so many lives below her notice.

The cities in the shower quickly broke apart, drowning millions, but leaving millions more to flail around in the water as it circled towards the drain, Rarity’s magnificent feet being the only thing between them and their fall to oblivion.

Hundreds of thousands of people clung to the side of her soles, desperate to avoid the swirling maelstrom that was her shower drainpipe. They watched in pure horror as they saw the remains of the previous cities she had stomped on sliding down into the abyss. Many of the humans lost their grip and fell down into the depth of the gurgling drain, where they would certainly drown. Others slipped inside the filth between Rarity’s toes and were absorbed into the mess of toe jam. And others were simply in the wrong place when Rarity twitched her foot, as even the slightest movement from the gigantic mare was more than enough to ‘pop’ their tiny, fragile bodies.

By the time Rarity exited the shower, the number of people on her feet had been reduced to 20,000. A tiny fraction of what it once was. And the number of victims only continued to rise as she stepped out of the shower and towards her slippers.

Unknown to Rarity, a pair of cities had been teleported inside her slippers as well, acting as sort of an insole made up of millions of living beings. Panic and terror broke out inside the slippers as Rarity moved her wet feet above them, before slipping them inside

A resounding squelch echoed through the inside of the slipper, and a pleasurable sensation filled Rarity’s relaxed body as several million humans were flattened beneath her foot, she didn’t even notice the slight sensation of their remains, as her feet were already wet. Still, she did note just how comfortable her slippers were this morning. She wiggled her toes around happily, until every survivor in her slippers was either painfully ground out or asphyxiated on her foot scent.

Rarity then smiled and walked of to her sewing room, hoping the relaxed attitude would increase her creative drive, unaware that the same feeling of creativity was fueled by unspeakable destruction. But she probably wouldn’t have cared even if she had known the cause of it. After all, they were just bugs.

Twilight's Dirty Soles

Twilight rubbed her head as she sat in her pajamas. She was practicing a powerful teleportation spell, but didn’t seem to be having much luck with it. But in truth her spell would have consequences she could never have imagined.

Tiny cities, filled with millions of tiny creatures called humans appeared under her naked feet, which she casually tapped against the ground as she studied. But while to her it may have just been a tap against the floor, to the humans below, it was an apocalypse. Tens of thousands were killed in an instant, smeared into paste under her massive, wiggling, purple toes.

Twilight was frustrated her spell didn’t work and rubbed her head. She was thinking about masturbating, as she often did when she was stressed. She got up to close the door, a city being summoned under her foot with every step she took, leading to the deaths of millions by the time she walked across the room. The crunching Twilight felt under her smooth soles did not go unnoticed. She thought about yelling at Spike for not sweeping her room, but then remembered she hadn’t felt such a strangely pleasurable sensation as she entered the room. She got down on all fours and lay down, examining the strange dirt that had appeared on her floor. Her pajama-covered belly slammed into the floor, taking tens of millions of innocent people with it.

Twilight blinked in amazement seeing the strange pattern of the ‘dirt’ beneath her and saw tiny people, each one smaller than a grain of sand screaming in terror beneath her. Her eyes widened. “Whoa… My spell worked.” She looked over the floor and saw it was almost completely covered with tiny cities. There must have been a billion people across her floor. She looked over the ruined city and the sensation of just how powerful she was hit her. “Oh wow… I feel like a goddess. Well, I am a goddess, but still…” She looked over the tiny city. “Since I was gonna masturbate anyway…” She casually undressed, tossing her pajamas aside, smothering dozens of cities in the process, and letting the humans gaze upon her flawless purple form.

The residents of the tiny cities screamed as Twilight’s giant hand reached towards them, uprooting entire cities and screaming in horror as she shoved them into her aching pussy without the slightest bit of sympathy. “Ohhh. There must be millions of you little mites down there… Gazing up at me as I pleasure myself with your cities…” She scraped her feet across the floor as she rubbed the crumbling cities against her pussy lips. “Ungh… You feel so good…”

Twilight began to rub harder, until she could feel an orgasm welling up in her. She moved her hips over a few untouched cities, and with a few final strokes she came. White globs of thick marecum rained down on the tiny humans, instantly killing those who were in the direct line of fire. Those who did not perish from the direct hit found themselves running for their lives as a massive wall of her juices began to flood through the street, drowning millions!

Twilight moaned, knowing what she had just done brought a warm smile to her face as she basked in the afterglow. “Mmmm. Just what I needed little ones. Thanks so much for making my evening. But for now, your new goddess needs to sleep.” She stomped over to her bed, reveling every little pop she felt under her soles. And so, Twilight dozed off, the survivors of her attack felt in a mad fear of those flawless feet, which they knew would certainly return to wipe them out as well.