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“Smoke?” Necia asked Sayuri as the pair stood outside the 'showroom.' The raptoress took the long, slim hand rolled cigarette from her dragoness cohort, letting the mixture of marijuana and tobacco float in her lungs as she watched Necia undress. The dragoness slipped out of her clothes, exposing her large tits and even larger cocks, both things easily the envy of anyone who wasn't a stroke of a sexual miracle. (“My last boyfriend broke up with me due to inadequacy issue, my last girlfriend because it was too big!” she would joke.) Sayuri loved looking at Necia naked, there was something so raw and powerful about her there. Sayuri let the smoke seep out of her nostrils, dancing around her lips.

“Thanks, so...who do we have today?” Sayuri asked, flicking the cigarette into a nearby ash tray. Necia slid her another 'for late.' which Sayuri promptly slid between her breasts for safe keeping.

“Small tech start up, bunch of nerds in a dorm room making the next big something or other!” Necia said as she splayed her toes on a table, letting her claws stretch out so she could start to paint them black. “Client request, by the way!” She said pointing to the toes. Sayuri laughed. “Anyways...” The dragoness continued. “They struck gold with whatever they made, one of our friends was interested in a buyout, and we're talking a big buy out. Huge cash sums, cushy board of director positions, the whole works!” She glided the nail brush up her claws. “Kind of a shame we have to kill them all, I could totally use some help with this...”

“Well the contracts usually say disappear so...” Sayuri responded. Necia's eyes lit up at the suggestion, spilling a bit of the toe nail paint onto her scales but not even caring.

“Very true, my dear!” She said, ignoring the speck of black paint between two of her toes and continuing onward. “Anyways, all but one of nerds refuses to buy out, that's where we come in!” Sayuri nodded, it had been a while since they had 'assisted' with the buyout of a start up. The raptoress could feel her toes tingle as she thought about it. Old CEOs and fat Arabian oil barons were fun in their own way, a nice oozing mess made underfoot. The thoughts that they held power only to be left begging and snuffed out by a pair of twenty somethings. But younger victims was something she missed, the power over someone in the prime of their life left whimpering between her toes. Variety is the spice of life after all!

When Necia was getting her claws a sheen midnight black for the client the pair walked into the showroom, the dragoness naked as ever. The showroom was nondescript overall save for the few furnishings. A large drab room, built mostly out of the most commercially viable concrete in the area, the kind one could find in nearly any developing or decaying factory. The only true standout was the stage and the control center. The stage was something an associate had sold them on the cheap following the demise of his strip club, a dancer's pole built into a small hexagonal stage with a few light up panels based on footstep. The pair had experimented with the light up steps but found it distracted from the overall experience according to clients. After all, they were paid to put on a show, not just dispose, if someone wanted a garbage man there were a bevy of cheaper options. Indeed the pair were paid well within their circles, boasting accounts that in a bad year would rank in the low millions.

Surrounding the stage were a bevy of cameras, each one of them top of the line, delivering unprecedented HD experiences and bought via that sweet untraceable cash, proxies of proxies or both. All of them hooked up to a laptop, which similarly broadcast through a proxy, of a proxy, of a proxy. The final component, and most important was of course the human element of their little web show. Arranged in a pentagram were the five members of the start up who didn't want to sell, tied to tiny steel chairs and gagged. They were a cavalcade of unkempt hair and beards, heavy metal T-shirts and the slimness of someone whom while they generally subside on a diet of energy drinks and corn chips also generally forgets to eat. Sayuri licked her lips looking at them, despite being only four inches tall now their whimpers still reached her ears.

“Well if this isn't the easiest job you've ever handed me!” A voice from the shadows said as Greaver slowly walked into their view. The fox was dressed in a much too loose tank top, trashy shredded jeans and old sneakers he likely bought because they were 'vintage.' He held a half drunk bottle of beer in his hand.

“You still did well!” Necia said with a wink. Greaver laughed, taking a light swig of the bitter craft ale he had.

“Of course I did!” The fox said self assuredly “I'm just a little disappointed! Your last job had me sneaking into Qatar and grabbing someone with such a large security force it was considered the 209th largest standing army in the world! Asking me to nab a group of college kids kind of seems like a down grade!” As always he held a grin that likely lived in a toilet for how shit eating it was. Necia walked up to him, her form easily towering over his, looking down into his eyes.

“Are you saying you don't want payment?” She asked with a grin.

“Oh please, I'd take whatever YOU wanted to give me!” The fox's grin nearly lived in a septic tank by this point. Necia responded by pecking him on the lips, not only a kiss but a peck, biting down on the fox's muzzle as she handed a fat stack of bills in his hands. When she pulled out the fox's lips were as red as his cheeks! He quickly pocketed the money as he took one last swig of his beer.

“Ladies, I wish you a great show!” He backed towards the day, pouring the last bits of swill and beer onto one of the nerd trapped on the stage. “In case you want to practice you're pyrotechnics!” He said winking at Necia, who quickly snapped a tiny flame between her fingers, winking back to the fox as he made his exit.

“I swear to the Gods, someday I'm going to chain him to my toes!” Necia said, half of malice, half of admiration.

“Then who would we get to secure the product?” Sayuri asked. Necia shrugged in turn.

“I'm sure we could find someone!”

“But someone for his prices?”

“You say this like we couldn't afford it!”

“But why pay more when he's just as capable?”

“...Because I want him chained to my toes!” Necia finished. Sayuri sighed and shrugged.

“Fine, but you'd be paying the bulk of his replacement!” Necia shrugged in turn, rounding her shoulders to mimic Sayuri's shrug.

“I can live with that!” Necia said as she walked to the command center, slapping a few buttons to open up the stream. The reminder that it was a laptop, not a limestone was constantly lost on the dragoness. Regardless, the webcams that surrounded the stage lit up. “We are live!”

Eight cameras, five nerds, two Goddesses, one buy out! Sayuri could hear the announcer voice in her head as the camera attached flash lights lit up the stage. Clients had actually emailed the pair of them commending the lighting job before; after twenty or so of these shows Sayuri and Necia learnt a few film making tricks. (“We're nothing if not enterprising!” Necia had said once. “I think we could even manage a few spin offs!”) While they weren't producing “Literally Crush Your Competition: London” just yet, the pair were making enough waves that it seemed less like a joke and more like a legitimate (if illegal) business venture every day!

But with any successful business venture came work; and the pair were ready to work! Not that they didn't enjoy it! “Shoes off?” Sayuri asked before stepping onto the stage. Necia nodded with a grin as if to say “of course!” Sayuri slid off her custom made sneakers, leaving them by the stage as she slid up onto the stage, careful not to touch any of their 'guest performers' before the show began. The five 'guest performers' were all shrunken, barely coming up to Sayuri and Necia's ankles. They squirmed and moans, muffled pleas that barely reached the pairs' ears as they danced around the pole, letting their toe claws glide centimeters from their terrified captives. Sayuri thought back to one of the first shows they ever did where they tried a similar move; sadly for them they misjudged the distance and Sayuri sliced one of the trust fund babies in half before they could even do their intro! Then again a cold open kill could work, she'd need to bring it up to Necia at their next planning session.

“Friends, worshipers, Patrons of our art!” Necia bellowed out towards the cameras, striking as elegant a pose as she could on a pole. “My great friend!” Necia said, gesturing to Sayuri “and I!” Necia turned her hand back to herself, dragging out the 'I' to ludicrous amounts, “Welcome you to our 60th! That is right our 60th show!” Necia said proudly, arcing her back so she looked more and more like a dragon from legend, proud and immortal. Sayuri could testify for certain that Necia was at least one of those things. “And as always we promise to entertain and enthrall; our new and returning viewers alike!” Necia went on with her long winded speech that tended to take up the first five or so minutes of the broadcast, by this point it was a known fact that most people logged into the stream three to five minutes after the start time. Sayuri let her mind drift as she continued swinging around the pole, letting her toe claws glide inches from the hapless humans. “And I would like to give a very special dedication to Alex, this episode; I hope you're watching!” She said, blowing a kiss towards the camera. Before Sayuri could even infer who Alex was, the heightened screams of her guest performers told her well enough. The raptoress licked her lips, picking up one of the humans.

“Maybe we should let one of our guest performers give a dedication to Alex too?” Sayuri said, Necia beamed at the thought, watching Sayuri place the human before one of the web cams, and with a gentle claw cutting the binding around his mouth. The human coughed, choking back sobs as words slowly formed in his mouth like acid bubbling up a geyser.

“FUCK YOU ALEX! FUCK FUCK FUCK!” He screamed over and over again, before Sayuri clasped a hand over him, picking him up chair and all.

“Quite a mouth he has on him, no?” Necia asked, licking her lips as she watched the human wriggle and squirm and Sayuri's claws. Sayuri nodded, looking to Necia to see if they should 'start the show proper,' all the while squeezing the human tighter and tighter, the cheap metal of the chair groaning as it strained to keep shape between the enclosing digits. Necia nodded, letting her fangs glisten with a grin as Sayuri started to squeeze a bit tighter.

The chair's groans gave way to the sweet sounds of crumpling metal, the tiny thing only a little bit harder to crush than an empty can. The human in her hand, who's screams had been flips between profanities and begging now turned to primal sobs as she felt her thick saurian fingers enclose on his rib cage, a bit of a push resulting in a satisfying -crrrrack- as his voice was deafened, the sobs now just a few quiet death rattles as he twitched helplessly. Sayuri took her thumb and pressed it down on the dying creature's head, hearing another crack as the neck was snapped and all she held was a lifeless husk, a broken toy that she quickly tossed to the side (“We'll clean it up later!”). Necia grinned as she looked down at the other four humans, her keen draconian eyes could see tears streaming down their cheeks. She hopped back to the pole and continued her dance as Sayuri watched in admiration, wrapped around the pole she danced in circles, letting her toe claws glide ever so close to the terrified humans. She continued this dance for a minute, sixty seconds exact as Necia was sure to stop with her toes pointing to one of the humans, his moans and screams rising as he understood exactly what it meant. Necia moved off the pole, towering over him as her cock massive cock swung between her legs.

“Like what you see? A lot bigger than yours I know!” Necia said looking down at the human between her legs. Her words caused a shiver in Sayuri as she watched the Dragoness work, just as enthralled as her viewers were. Necia raised her foot, a large meaty thing that even were the human his normal height would likely be easily smothered under. At his current height he was a few specks of dust between her toes. Sadly for him he didn't wind up between her toes, instead she dropped her foot down on him hard, a stomp if there ever was one. In a swift instant there was her foot, heel angled upwards as she dug the balls of her foot into the ground where the human once sat, hints of blood leaking out onto the stage from under her foot. The three remaining humans screams sang in unison as she ground her foot against their friends corpse, little did they know that all things considered, he was the lucky one. Necia lifted up her foot to inspect the remains of her footwork, grinning. She hopped off the stage and tagged Sayuri in as she went to go wash the nerd off her foot, letting one of the webcams get a real good look at the bottom of her foot before she did.

Sayuri hopped onto the pole, starting her own dance as she chose the next performer. Mixing in all sorts of fancy tricks on the pole, but the end result remained the same, after a few seconds of performance she had her toe claws extended and pointing at another human. The human shook in his chair, making all sorts of muffled pleas through his gag, Sayuri could distinctly make out the word 'money' a few times. She laughed, if he only knew; not only how much she got paid to do this, but how much she ENJOYED it. It'd take a hell of a paycheck to get her to release a toy, a paycheck that she highly doubted a start up engineer could write. She crouched down and leaned in, looking down at the plaything wondering just what to do with this one. Almost on cue her breasts tingled, reminding her of the cigarette in there. She grinned as she pulled it out, sniffing the hand rolled object that now carried her scent. She placed it right in front of the human, making sure he could smell the mixture of tobacco, marijuana and the musk of her breasts.

“I bet this is the closest you ever got to a pair of boobs, isn't it?” She teased him, sticking the cigarette in her mouth. “Can I grab a light?” Sayuri asked Necia. The dragoness stood up and swaggered over to Sayuri, leaning in and letting her bare breasts rest rest right up against the back of the human, showing off her now cleanish sole to one of the webcams.

“For you my dear,” She snapped her fingers, lighting the cigarette “Anything!” She said before sauntering off, 'accidentally' brushing one of the webcams with her foot. Sayuri laughed and took a deep huff of the smoke, letting it once again sit in her lungs, closing her eyes and hearing the sweet sweet songs of terror her toys were making. She let the smoke seep out of her nostrils once again, this time with a bit more force as she huffed it towards the human, covering him in a small cloud of smoke. She took another huff of the smoke, blowing it right in his face as the human coughed, his watery eyes turning redder by the second.

“Oh come on, I'm sure you've dreamed tons about feeling a girl's hot breath on you!” she teased, taking puff after puff of smoke and sharing it with the human. As the cigarette started to burn out she flicked the human onto his back, the chair keeping him steady facing upwards at her. She huffed smoke out one last time, flicking ash away. “Well it's been fun!” Sayuri said before pressing the remains of the smoldering cigarette down onto the human's face. She let out a slight purr, a sweet rumbling in her throat as she heard the human's flesh sizzle under the cigarette, a few more desperate screams of pure terror and agony, before just like the cigarette, he was snuffed out. Sayuri hopped off the stage, leaving the smoldering corpse of the human where it lay.

“You never were one to clean up!” Necia complained as she hopped back onto the stage, starting her dance once again. When she picked her human she stood over him, much like the one she had crushed under foot, her cock swinging above him like a pendulum. “Now, YOU, are the lucky one!” She said as she started to stroke her cock, already a slab of meat while flaccid, it was an absolute jaw breaker when erect. She squatted down over the human, letting him get a big whiff of the musk of her balls and ass as she kept stroking her cock. “Sayuri, dearest? Do you mind if I steal the last human as well?” Necia asked, using that saccharine voice she used when ever she asked for a favor. She used it because it worked, Sayuri nodded, curious to see where she was going to go with this.

“Fine, but you owe me one!” Sayuri said, Necia nodded and instructed her to grab said human for her.

“I think you'll enjoy what I have planned! Lose the chair too!” Necia said, still stroking her cock as she swayed over the human beneath her. Sayuri grabbed the other human who squirmed in her hand. Were she less experienced he may have even slipped out of her, peacefully crashing to the floor and letting death embrace him quickly. But sixty broadcasts in, Sayuri knew how to handle her smaller toys and she carried him over to Necia with a firm but not damaging grip. She handed the human to the dragoness and took her seat again to watch the show.

“You're pretty lucky yourself!” She said, gripping the human just a bit tighter than Sayuri, pressing those limbs together so he was a perfect straight stick. She took her human around to her backside. Much like her breasts, the dragoness' buttocks were voluptuous, thick things that could easily crush a normal sized human, but a human the size of the one of her hand? He would fit in nicely. Slowing down her strokes she started to glide the human towards her hole, head first as she slid him in, moaning as she felt him break the breach of her taint, rolling her shoulders. She kept a tight grip as she slide him wholly into her, moaning the whole time, her cock throbbing harder and faster as she finally pressed the human into her full stop.

“Wiggle all you want little man!” She rumbled happily. “If you do a good job I may even take you out before you suffocate!” With the human firmly inserted, she turned her attention back to the the human under her throbbing cock. “Now....ahhh....for.....ahhh....” Her words were interrupted by gasps of pleasure as she felt the human struggling in her ass. “Oh he's good at this!” She managed to slip out before her next orgasmic moan, the dragoness focused fully on her cock now, feeling the orgasm build up in her loins as she aimed the head of her cock at the human below her.

It came out like a firehouse, pressured cum spraying right in the humans face and dousing him in a large puddle of cum that knocked him back and soon engulfed him. If the impact didn't kill him, he would drown in the large puddle of cum. The few air bubbles that formed on the surface made Necia smile. A fine way to die in her opinion. Necia stood up and stretched. “Oh...he stopped wiggling. I hope he's just tired!” Necia said with a wink to the cameras. Sayuri gave a quick golf clap.

“Bravo, Bravo!” Sayuri said as she stood up to walk to the command center. “Give the sign off and we're done!”

“Oh but I have a surprise for you dear!” Sayuri perked up. “We have a part two! Tell me, did you enjoy those cigarettes I gave you?” Sayuri's heart stopped in her chest for a moment. No, she wouldn't she... Sayuri could already feel herself shrinking, her excess mass drifting out of her as smoke from every pore. That fucking bitch!

“Necia what are you doing!?” Sayuri shouted up at the dragoness, now a titan before her as she was no taller than the humans she had crushed minutes ago.

“I'm starting part two!” Necia said, bending down to pick her up. Despite Sayuri's struggles against her, Necia was easily able to scoop up the raptoress in hand and carry her to the stage. Was this what those countless humans felt in her hands? Hopelessness? Despair? No! No! It wasn't over yet, Necia knew her! She wouldn't actually do this! The dragoness laid her capture out center stage, planting her thick buttocks down on the stage and stretching out her feet towards the raptoress.

“Well?” Necia asked, flexing her toes!

“So what?” Sayuri stood defiant.

“Are you going to worship them like a good girl, or do I need to housebreak you?” Necia said with a grin, curling her toes over and over.

“Fuck you!” Sayuri shouted up at her, her voice felt hoarse from all the shouting. She tried to maintain her composure but deep down she felt her bones shaking, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. This wasn't fair!

Necia responded by knocking her over with a simple brush of her toes, sending the raptoress flying back and landing flat on her back, all the wind pressed out of her lungs. Before she could even make a movement to stand back up the dragoness was on top of her, pinning her underfoot, big toe on her stomach. Sayuri felt all the air rush out of her, like a deflating balloon. “Feisty as ever I see!” Necia said with a grin, gliding her foot up over Sayuri so her toe rested just within reach of the raprotess' tongue.

“Necia! Fuck what are they paying you!? I'll double it?! Triple it!” Sayuri shouted, she knew Necia wasn't one to turn down a fat check, or even a thin one at that. The dragoness shrugged.

“Sorry babe, but the client already arranged, and I quote “Transfer of all assets regarding both to the co-founder's person as well as assets regarding to the organization upon termination.” In short, I already own all your shit! And besides...” Necia pressed down a bit harder on the raptoress, not breaking her yet but certainly straining her bones with her weight, “I've ALWAYS wanted to do this!”

“FUCK YOU!” Sayuri screamed again, hoping the words would have some sort of power over the monster that loomed over her. The drop of Necia's heel said that they did, just not in the way she had hoped. Necia's heel was quick to fall on Sayuri's legs, no careful pressure there, just a swift almost mechanical press that left the bones in Sayuri's legs dust. She screamed, a shrill, primal scream that tore through her already hoarse throat. Necia replied by pressing her foot down on Sayuri's face.

“Now are you going to be a good girl?” She asked the raptoress, pressing down a bit more applying a sweet skull cracking pressure to her face. Sayuri responded with her tongue, not with words, but with a lick between Necia's toes. The dragoness rumbled happily as she felt Sayuri's tongue work the soft, sensitive bits of flesh between her toes. She took her foot off of Sayuri, placing her other foot on her expectantly. The raptoress was quick to start licking her Goddess' feet again, quietly whimpering as she did. “Glad to see you know your place is at my feet!” Necia purred as she pressed her foot down on Sayuri, who desperately started licking faster and faster. “There's another thing I didn't tell you about the smoke, and my soles!” She said pressing down on the raptoress who started to twitch as the pressure built up on her. “It let's me draw out the souls of bugs like you!” She heard the first crack. “Don't fight it, I know you've wanted to be under my feet forever, and now you can!” She raised her foot high above Sayuri, flexing her toes one last time with a grin

“NECIA PLEASE!” Sayuri choked out, her throat burnt like iron was shredded through it (or like a cigarette was snuffed out in it) Her pleas felt on deaf ears as Necia lowered her foot, coming down on Sayuri hard. The raprotess could feel the bones in her snout break, ribs crack. Necia raised her foot back up, dropping it down again and again.

“You're a lot more durable than a human!” Necia joked as she continued to stomp down on her friend, feeling her crack a bit more every time. Finally on the sixth stomp, Necia stopped moving, the few death rattles she had were silenced. Despite that, Necia still felt that tongue between her toes, just like how she felt the softness of the human under the balls of her foot.

Necia walked off stage, feeling a squirm in her asshole. She grinned. “That's a wrap!”