A Lusty, Soleful Massacre
A Lusty, Soleful Massacre
A Lusty, Soleful Massacre
Written by Aloezec
(Foot worship, Nano, Perversion, Masturbation, Male Anon Protagonist, Unaware, Anthro, Voyeurism, Gore, Crush)
Today is going to be a big day: I was invited to stay over at Twilight’s house for the night after a few drinks and a few suggestive DMs, her parents were away for the weekend, apparently a friend named Pinkie Pie was hosting a party in their name, so she suggested that tonight would be a good chance to hang out with her and some friends. I’ve always admired one of her friends, previously I had barely the courage to admit my true feelings to her, maybe tonight she would be there, this could be the night to do just that.
Tonight wasn’t off to a great start, not only did my car suddenly break down, but it was storming pretty bad, I had to quickly run over to Twilight’s completely drenched in the rain, I grabbed onto the door knocker, violently pounding it onto the wooden surface.
“Anon, is that you? Come in, come in, you’re gonna get a cold!”
She lightly scolded, quickly signalling me in with her arms to the side, immediately slamming the door shut, I could hear the ever-worsening thunderstorm muffled in the background, still audible with the rain pelting onto the outer walls, enough to see some of the furniture and lighting sway just a little, with the odd flicker from the ceiling lights dimming from the windy weather.
“Thank you, Ma’am.”
I replied gracefully, her hospitality gave me a warm sense of comfort, something I’m not used seeing these days; even if it was an awkward and direct response, I couldn’t just rudely barge in without showing some gratitude.
“My goodness! Good-looking AND well-mannered!”
Said an aristocratic teenager in the next room, I’d recognise that fancy accent anywhere: Rarity, they called her, her expertise in fashion and design has led to her being pretty well-known on campus, her design patents and branding trademarks alone have given her more wealth and high-life status than anyone else at university will likely ever see.
A very shy, shorter woman approached me with a towel, she clearly wasn’t interested in conversing with me, as she very timidly walks back into the living room before I can even get a chance to thank her, it didn’t take long before I eventually recognised her to be Fluttershy, her social media was almost non-existent, only appearing in photos with Twilight, along with the odd promotion of a random nature preservation post from time-to-time.
Respectfully, I wipe my muddied shoes onto the atypical brown welcome mat behind the door before confronting the girls, I was still their guest after all, and I certainly wasn’t looking forward to going outside just yet.
“...And then I explained such a dubious repute is just absolutely pedestrian.”
Uh-oh, things just got awkward, I walked in during what seemed to be a rather heated discussion, which only got worse when Rarity cut off from her next sentence, everyone now looking at me in expectation.
Clearing my throat, putting my arms behind my back in a remorseful fashion, I try my best to at least put on a smile:
“Good evening, ladies. I hope I’m not interrupting”
Rarity gives me a smile back, perhaps a little bit more suggestively than I would’ve liked, but it was at least something to go along with, as you may’ve guessed, social cues aren’t my strong suit.
“Oh don’t be daft, I was merely expressing my distaste t-“
Suddenly we all look in the direction to outside street, a loud screeching of rubber on wet tarmac put us all on edge, only having a moment to pause between another loud noise, the slight shake of a thunderous crash brings everyone to their feet.
About a minute passes until I eventually volunteer to look out the window, the pelting rain made it pretty difficult enough without much light to see out onto the front porch. Using my hands to cover the reflecting lights from inside. I carefully scout out for any disturbances. It then didn’t take long to notice a vehicle of some sort carelessly parked into a now-wrecked newspaper dispenser, the vehicle wasn’t too badly damaged, but the condition was pretty questionable, I could tell it was classic muscle car by the looks of it, a very rusty one at that, too.
The front door shunts open from the boot of a very tall figure, its face and front body hidden in slight silhouette.
At this point everyone is on edge, Fluttershy now poorly taking cover under the glass coffee table, Rarity putting her hands in the air before surrendering her luxury purse as insurance. I glare at the figure in disapproval as it steps into the light properly, their muddied and visibly weathered leather boots slamming onto the wooden floorboards.
“Outta’ the way, Sugarcube!”
The southern stranger rudely pushes me to the side with ease using one hand, if she wasn’t a lady I may’ve got violent, but she clearly knew who was home, as she immediately stomped into the living room, lackadaisically slumbering onto the couch, propping her still-muddy boots onto The previously-clean glass coffee table, I could’ve sworn she chipped the dang thing with how hard she relaxed, lazily chewing a stalk of wheat between her teeth.
“Hey, Twi! I think ya’ mailbox is wrecked”
Twilight sighed in dismay, putting a hand to her face in frustration.
“that was a local newspaper display, Applejack... you’re lucky it wasn’t a person.”
Applejack, clearly not listening, was now rolling her eyes and mimicking the scorning from Twilight with her hand, melodramatically sticking her tongue out as she mouthed to the phonetics of her words, her attention then focusing underneath the table.
“What In tarnation are ya’ doin’ down there, Missy?”
Twilight quickly aids the still-cowering Fluttershy, I couldn’t tell if she was annoyed at her or Applejack at this point, Rarity glances at me briefly, I try to secretly shrug back in response
“Darling you really scared the poor girl, could you at least have the civility to knock first?”
Rarity continues to look back at me suggestively, for a moment I instinctively look at her feet as she playfully tapped and dangled her high-heel pumps on the floor, I was unaware if she noticed my sudden distraction. Try as I might I was try not to blush, embarrassed at the awkward position I was now in, I really didn’t want to risk creeping her out, so I calmly collect my thoughts and ask her something sensible and innocent, the first thing that came to mind.
“You look very tired, Ma’am; could I be of assistance and offer a massage?”
I don’t know why I asked that, I don’t know what drove me to do the entire opposite of what my brain should’ve let come out of my mouth... To my surprise Rarity was more than willing to accept my service, and the rest of girls were too busy arguing over Applejack’s careless entrance, I tried to not pay any attention to them anyway, the still-strong storm was actually helping to drown out any distractions from the others.
I squeeze onto the arm of the couch to the opposite end that Rarity was facing, she lazily let gravity remove her high heels as she propped up her dark, nylon-clad feet onto my lap. If it was obvious at this point, I have a sexual fascination to feet, it’s something I’m not entirely ashamed of, but it’s something I would prefer to be kept between me and my lover, who after a quick watch check, seemed to not be arriving tonight. Unfortunately for me, she was very sensitive with folks near her feet for some reason, I would’ve been tempted to try my luck with her, if only she were here...
“Oh, you’re such a Darling... would you?”
She coos, blinking very hard in a sympathetic, yet thankful tone.
Biting my lip ever so lightly, I close my eyes as I roll my fingers into the soft flesh of her soles. While somewhat moist and warm, I was entranced in my own thoughts, thinking of all the possible ways I could worship such magnificence.
My thoughts drift into a vision of pure lust, my mind dreams of being a gnat-sized speck with an endless sea of nylon and smooth wrinkles to explore and worship, I have to serve my mistress, I cannot control myself... I carefully fall onto the typically-microscopic laces within her nylon-clad sole. Without even thinking, I open my mouth and attempt to kiss and lick the glorious perfection before my eyes.
“Woah...”
I say involuntarily, not actually expecting to taste or feel the comforting warmth of Rarity’s soles.
My daydreaming is brought to a screeching halt upon hearing the distant sound of someone clearing their throat, clearly in attempt to get my attention, and oh boy did they get it. I open my eyes to see my head almost completely buried in Rarity’s soles, I am drooling slightly from my ‘dreaming’, I look towards the others in misunderstanding, but it’s clear from their disgusted and vilified glances at me that then makes reality hit me like a brick, still frozen in position near Rarity’s feet. I look back at Rarity, she has an embarrassed and violated glare in her eyes, she looked like she was about to slap me across the face, and I personally wouldn’t blame her.
For what seemed like an eternity, a cringeworthy pause was eventually interrupted by a knock at the door.
“Just a moment!”
Twi’ called out, still not taking her eyes off of me, along with the rest of the girls who were shooting daggers in my eyes, even Fluttershy looked like she was about to rip my throat out.
Rarity proceeded to quickly grab her shoes, not even bothering to put them on, yet she made sure not to make eye contact with me or go near me afterwards.
Facing the door, clearly about to leave, Rarity put on her coat and was only a few feet away from the door handle, being stopped briefly by a cry from a concerned Fluttershy, who now was making her way over to her.
Twilight regretfully sat on to the couch next to me, with AJ now leaning on the coffee table in front, cracking her knuckles with a tingling crunch, I could hear her grind her teeth in discomfort. I attempt to get up, only to be easily forced back onto the arm of the couch with a mighty push from Applejack.
“You’re not goin’ anywhere, Sugarcube.”
I gulp nervously, no matter what poor excuse goes through my mind in an attempt to diffuse the situation, for once my brain actually goes against lying to them, I’m in a lot of bother, and talking my way out of this would just exacerbate the issue. At this point I’m beginning to get lightheaded from the random fluctuation of my blood pressure, I feel like I’m about to sporadically faint.
Suddenly a thunderous roar echos from the sky, a divine yet blinding flash freezes my concept of time for a brief moment, I have no idea what is happening, I feel the fabric of reality collapsing, my field of vision suddenly stretching high into the ceiling. the room expanding into a black void.
Meanwhile, a now-naked Rarity lays in confusion as a deafening tone rings in her ears, her vision only barely returning to her, still slightly blurred from the sudden change in scenery. She cringes in disgust at the random gunk and moist rubble embedded into the ground she laid on, involuntarily moving to her feet in a short panic attack, quickly attempting to manually wipe her now somewhat dirty, yet visibly muddied body. Her confusion only escalated when she looked at her new-found environment, as no matter where she looked, an endless sea of thin, tree-like structures was looking right back at her, with no other visible clearing in sight.
An uncomfortable rumbling in the distance nerved the lost teen, causing her to look in multiple directions in an attempt to source where the ever-growing disturbance was coming from.
Then the world went completely dark, accompanied by an ear-shattering crash. Rarity tried her best to find her footing by reaching her hands out in an effort to at least grab a hold of something to brace herself with. She was greeted by wall of solid rubber, stumbling directly into it with her body, making her fall flat on her ass yet again. The world lit up very briefly, mere seconds before going back into darkness, Rarity put her hands to her face as she only got a glimpse of the incoming oddity now directly above her.
Dashie had only just stopped by from one of her nightly workout sessions, having roughly 20 minutes into her session before she was interrupted by the storm, skipping her five-mile sprint due to the rain.
As she was on her way home, she noticed Applejack’s recent parking accident, which got her curious as she approached Twilight’s house with some concern. After knocking on the door with her fist, she could hear Twilight in the background reply with a generalised “Just a moment”. She shrugged impatiently, before checking various social media updates on her cellphone.
A few minutes pass, and a brief shake of the door handle gets her mind off of her phone, the door opening ajar slightly, with Dash’s shadow flashing under the sudden bolt of thunderous lightning. She took one step into the house, tilting her head towards the life-barren living room.
“Hello?”
Impossible—She could’ve sworn she heard someone earlier, and the door opened pretty sporadically... But that wasn’t possible, there wasn’t a soul in sight—It wasn’t like Twilight to leave her lights on when she wasn’t home, and the fireplace was still lit. Dash just shrugged at the oddity, then casually wiped her dirtied sneakers on the welcome mat she was already standing on, oblivious to the life she just snuffed out within the treads of her shoes.
Now wanting to relax, Dash paused, kneeling to unite and take off her running shoes, casually putting them both aside upon removal, completely ignoring a particularly unusual red splat randomly pasted underneath its sole.
After exposing her warm socked feet into the air, giving them a short wiggle and scrunch in discomfort, Dash stretched her arms as a brief yawn escapes her mouth, now focusing on the very enticing couch to relax on.
Unfortunately for Fluttershy, she was directly in the path of Dash’s incoming footfalls. Fluttershy wasn’t immediately aware of what was going on until she could notice her titanic friend slowly merge out from within the blurred background. Fluttershy didn’t question what was going on, but she didn’t get far from where she woke up, all she could remember was running towards Rarity, then... this. One thing was certain: She had to seek cover immediately, Dash’s sheer size alone only got more intimidating the closer she got, and Shy was already crying in fear as she ran as fast as she could.
The relatively nearby force of Dash’s shoes crashing into the ground was strong enough to force Fluttershy off balance, tripping up on the solid, wooden panel, the impact hard enough to give her quite a visible bump on her forehead.
A yawn loud enough to pierce eardrums struck Fluttershy almost as hard as her head did with the floor. Having barely any strength to get up, she began rubbing her head to help ease the sharp pain, momentarily forgetting all about the now-unavoidable danger of her unaware friend.
She gasps, seeing a socked foot crash roughly a mile away, even at this distance she can feel the slight musk and warmth radiating from it, and it wasn’t too long till she eventually looked into the sky, now completely engulfed in a darkened, coarse fabric, with a few lumps and hollowed sections outlining Dash’s equally-dangerous toes. In a futile last ditch effort, Fluttershy poorly attempted to get up, only to fall right down again, this time landing directly on her back, giving an even clearer view of the quickly descending foot, the last thing she would ever get to see.
Fluttershy frivolously attempts to shield herself from the unforgiving under-sole, she barely manages to let out a scream, her yelp being easily faded out by the minor squeaking of the floorboards. The unaware, merciless Dash crushes her entire body effortlessly, half of her body managing to stay stuck to the folds of her sock, kept in place by a mixture of Dash’s sweat and Shy’s innards, the other part of her body remaining crudely stuck into the floorboards, the most visible thing that Dash left behind was a small outline of her foot’s moisture into the floor.
Dash, now nearing the couch, placed her cellphone on the nearby table, then threw herself onto the cushions, putting all her weight onto the soft furniture, as well as a now-struggling Twilight under her ass, with the softness of Dash’s tracksuit as Twi’s only protection from being outright crushed.
The more Dash relaxed, the further pressure Twilight had to endure, her body already seemingly somewhat crushed from the soft and heavy weight.
Applejack was rudely wakened thanks to the thudding crash of Dashie’s phone. AJ didn’t immediately understand what was happening, looking at the clear glass floor she stood on as if she were floating in the air, only to then look at the titian facing her in the far distance. A sudden bell chime surprised the tiny teen, not realising at first what see was actually near until her impossibly large frenemy casted an opposing shadow as she reached for her cellphone.
The short release of weight off the couch gave Twilight a small break as Dash leaned over to reach for her cellphone, the problem now was that she found herself stuck on one of her buttcheeks, the tracksuit’s threads wrapping around one of her legs, briefly dangling her in a rather dangerous position.
After a small glance at the update on her phone, she placed it back on the table, ignoring what was an unimportant notification, relaxing back onto the couch. The inaudible screams of a microscopic teenager that was Twilight’s final death cry went unheard, she closed her eyes as she braced for the couch to engulf her body. The pressure only increased, her bones cracking almost instantly upon contact, the excruciating pain lasted for a short moment, then her body completely gave up from the unforgiving asscheek. A shuffling from Dash was the final thing Twilight’s body could endure, the poor teenager exploding into a gory pulp.
I awaken, now naked and dazed out of my mind, I can barely see in front of me, everything is a blur. I stumble from the lack of balance, I flail into the air after falling off of the arm of the couch, my landing seemingly soft-looking, an off-white mound of fluffy slopes as far as the eye could see, a surprisingly comforting warmth hits my body, a slightly light musk accompanying it.
I finally reach the alien surface with a soft yet moist thwump, my body somewhat sore as I land on my stomach, I am surprised to find my body slick with a partially sour liquid, I regret accidentally tasting the stuff, wincing in disgust from the odd substance. Getting my mind and body back together, I hastily wipe the unknown gunk off of my face with my bare hands, at least I could now see, however my confusion only multiplied when I saw where exactly I was.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, the world as I once knew it was no more, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, this wasn’t happening... was it?
I kneel to inspect the uneven terrain, noticing movement from underneath, then I recognise the table from earlier in the distance, only it wasn’t to scale at all, this is when I begin to put 2 and 2 together, looking back at my location, I could recognise the couch... Thinking back to my interrupted dream, it seemed clear now that I was somehow very tiny. I have no idea why or what exactly caused this, but I have to push on, as I begin to feel an odd sensation from the landscape.
Her toes curl slightly, I am almost crushed in between the folds of her sock, I feel like I don’t have long before I eventually succumb to her godlike body. Quickly, I sprint toward the bottom of her sole, which was easier said than done given the uneven surface, the random gunk and dirt alone was proving difficult to avoid, at this size even random strands of hair or lint were large enough to be a worthy obstacle.
Feeling a rather odd sensation on her feet, Dash slowly leaned back, reaching back to her dig her fingers into her soles.
The incoming fingers are more than enough to spook me, I just barely avoid being smushed by a last-moment dodge, the scratching and movement of her hand warping and moulding the easily malleable landscape, I am pushed past the midsection of her foot, wedged safely from her scratch-hungry fingers under a section of sock.
A short prayer and beg to stop scratching later, and the monolithic teenager returns back to her sleeping state, I take a few short breaths to calm myself, however the recognisable kinky aroma surrounding me only made it harder to compose my mind.
My mind is wandering in circles at this point, my heart beating like never before, why am I getting so aroused? I should be trying to get her attention, shouldn’t I? Maybe I’m finding it difficult to believe that I am forever stuck at this minuscule size, if only I knew what happened to Twilight and the rest of the girls, perhaps I would’ve gave up earlier. I cannot control myself, I have to relieve myself and show my gratitude to my goddess, even if she can’t feel my pathetic existence.
The longer I spend exploring, the harder it becomes to think straight, the unusual climate itself is more than enough to mimic that of a desert. I have no other choice, I slowly and regrettably reach down to put my face into the moistened surface, the taste is as I expected: very salty and not at all appetising, but I needed to find whatever hydration I could muster, which at this rate was my only choice.
My body didn’t want to accept what I had just done, and neither did I—An indescribable lustful sensation suddenly consumes whatever thoughts of safety or logic were in my head, I feel committed to higher presence, the girl who I had been in love with for months now is finally mine to literally explore... This is better than whatever I could’ve ever dreamed of.
After slowly stroking my penis in awe at what I was going through, a smile grows on my face when I see someone nearby, well... sort of.
Half of Fluttershy’s body was displayed into the terrain, I could only recognise her from her skin colour and hair, I smugly grin at the sight.
“Haha, oh Fluttershy: This is what you get for not paying tribute to your goddess, have a happy afterlife you worthless, disrespectful gnat!”
I stand there and mock the pile of gore and splattered remains, my brain can’t compute how ungrateful she could be, she had an entire body of a titan to explore, all that expansive space she could occupy on Dash’s body, yet she couldn’t even avoid her new goddess’ foot. I spit directly at her corpse, continuing my adventure in a somewhat tantrum-like state.
Dash scrunches her feet once again, completely vaporising what little remained of Fluttershy into paste, I wish I could’ve witnessed it for myself.
Finding a safe place, I take cover behind an exposed fold of Dash’s sock, I put all my energy into worshipping my goddess, I kneel into the coarse threads, licking the ground with my head planted into the ground. Heh... looks like I’m doing good, I hear an uncomfortable and deafening grunt that only enlightens my new-found faith.
I inspect the nearby surroundings, noticing an unusual spot in the distance that stood out: A small crater of silky blue, a seemingly random hole in the ground with an alluring presence. Completely out of my mind, I run with my arms open towards the abnormal ditch. I jump without hesitation onto the surface, landing with a slight bounce I stretch my limbs as far as I can, rolling in an euphoric ecstasy, the ground is lightly textured, the floor having small, repeating divots, I already know where I am, I have reached my goddess’ skin and I’m loving every moment of it, my lust completely off the walls from the surrounding pheromones.
Now it’s time, I have to prove I am a worth my conviction... I gradually thrust my genitals in between the soft, moistened wrinkles of Dash’s bare skin, my weight only slightly shaping the ground, it was like being on an gigantic balloon, the slick wet pounding slightly increasing as I think of how divine and lucky I am to be on such a perfect body, I didn’t deserve this, but I wasn’t going to ignore such a privilege.
Dash seemed to sense some movement, as her feet would rhythmically curl ever-so slightly in sync with my thrusts, which only grew in speed and strength, and when your size makes you invisible to the naked eye, I’d consider this to be quite a feat.
After about five minutes of constantly molesting Dash’s sole, I am finally about to climax... until the unthinkable happens, something I could not‘ve predicted: A hard, mechanical vibration echos, followed by a ear-shattering pop song, a typical late-teen ringtone blasts from the seemingly empty, infinite void of the living room, the ringing loud enough to awaken Dash from her short nap, quickly and lazily dispatching her phone’s alarm.
Still feeling that odd tickling sensation on her foot, Dash leaned back and stuck her hand under her socks, slowly removing the footwear I was on.
Luckily, the hole I was relaxing in was left untouched by Dash’s hand. I duck and close my eyes, the whole world contorts around me as the cloth curves into itself under repeating layers of sock, leaving her toes in a now balled-up shape, I feel the soft thud of it it landing somewhere on the floor.
Cowering in complete fear, I try my best to open my eyes, the mountainous land I had been attempting to traverse for the past half hour has now been casually peeled away and discarded like a used bandaid, just tossed onto never-ending space of the room’s floor.
I slowly attempt to open my eyes, just in time to witness the colossal sock on the other foot seamlessly and effortlessly slide off under Dash’s fingers; just like that, what for me is an entire state’s worth of land, has been a slight inconvenience for my goddess, I still need a moment to think about just how pathetically tiny I actually am... it’s beautiful.
The sole of her foot was even softer than what I got only a glimpse of before as I walked forward on the rubbery surface. I can feel the Dash’s body pulsing, her foot radiating a slight warmth. This is more like it, now I could actually traverse across her perfect skin, enjoying every small divot between her gorgeous slick, wrinkles.
Continuing from where I left off, I figured I may as well have some fun now that I have a somewhat new layout to work with, then surface of her foot not only having a more organic presence, but there were now a few more-noticeable clumps of dirt and lint from her footwear, scattered randomly. I attempt to move a piece of lint pasted onto her soles, but even with all my strength I can’t push it, instead I fall into the moist, coarse material, most of my body coated in the wet subsistence.
Yeah, it wasn’t exactly my brightest idea, but I was more curious if anything to see what little I could do thanks to my size, you know it’s pretty bad when you can’t even nudge a piece of fluff, right?
After that rather embarrassing display, I slowly scale up the endless sea of wrinkles in my path, some higher than others, creating and destroying the warped hillside as Dash slowly moved her body, the thought of me worshipping them even more only gets me harder as I continue to jerk off, casually.
I notice a small problem as I scale her soles, I am struggling to keep up with the steepness as I climb higher and higher, while I am getting a beautiful view of her whole foot from up here, I keep slipping from her soft skin, the occasional scrunch of her foot didn’t help matters any, either.
Can’t go up, can’t jump off the sides... I have little option, and only the most entertaining one comes to mind. I smile and scream as much as I can, diving off the tip on one of her wrinkles, my velocity more than enough to keep me sliding down the slick, smooth skin, the ride itself was pretty damn fun as much as it was arousing, coming to an end with me landing in between two wrinkled patches of flesh.
Not even caring where I landed, I ignore any temptation and immediately pound her soles, the thrusting reaching impressive speeds, my hands and feet digging directly into the plump surface, my head motorboating it at the same time, I feel like I am about to explode!
An uncomfortable moan from Dashie was the last thing I could muster, I blast my load directly onto her, now completely breathless and numb from the amazing sensations still lingering in my body.
Not even having time catch my breath, I feel something around me change... two big lumps of skin are caving around me, I have no way out, and I don’t have the energy nor motivation to continue. I would brace for impact if I wasn’t so accepting of my inevitable death. Both sides of the fleshy trench soon crash into one-another, creating a large fold of skin between her sole.
“Finally, my goddess...” I think to myself, closing my eyes just as the walls were about to collide.
Dashie, yet again feeling an odd tickle on her foot, gave her soles a violent last scrunch, completely pressing my frail form into a minuscule crimson splotch. Afterwards, the annoying feeling was gone.
Given the situation and my previous actions, I probably deserved it, but I still enjoyed being with her, I wish I could’ve gotten her attention, I still wanted to share my feelings with her in the end.
Had I somehow survived on her foot, I would have been obliterated minutes later: Dash shuffled her feet, placing them on the floor as she got up from the couch, leaving an almost unnoticeable dot of blood on both her asscheek and on the couch, thanks to Twilight’s unfortunate demise.
Just as she was about to reach for her phone, a peculiarly small, neon-orange speck caught her eye, jumping up and down slightly next to her mobile, which easily dwarfed the puny creature in comparison.
Applejack had been jumping and waving for quite some time now, her eyes widened upon noticing her friend gaze right back at her, however her confidence didn’t last long as the gigantic figure seemed to looked more annoyed than confused.
“Ah’m right here, ya’ big Dummy! Down here, Dash!”
A short scoff could be heard from Dash, casually aiming her finger directly above the orange speck on the table.
Applejack screamed in fear, she tried her best to somehow outrun the descending digit, hoping to get to the edge of the table, however the darkening shadow looming over her only got bigger, and it was clear she wasn’t going to make it... not even close.
And...
The unavoidable finger crashed onto the table’s surface with immense force, AJ having no resistance as it effortlessly grounded her to mush.
Squa-wish!
Dash cooed, playfully, grinding her finger from side-to-side. After pulling one of her famous smug faces, she proceeded to grab her phone, putting her socks and shoes back on. It was clear to her that Twilight wasn’t coming home, and despite leaving all of her appliances on, Dash’s patience finally ran out, heading back outside with an annoyed look, slamming the door shut. The storm was beginning to calm as she left the property.
She was confused to see that AJ’s car she passed earlier had now gone, she didn’t notice anyone pick it up, and figured she was probably seeing things from the lack of sleep. Dash then jogged back to her home, completely unaware of the rusty automobile compressed against her shoe, the glass and metal entirely bent and crushed.
~Fin
