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Mike found himself on the floor of a huge room, bigger than any he'd ever seen before. There was a single light hanging far above that illuminated the center of it, where he sat. The last thing he remembered before waking up here was a growing sense of dread as he walked home from work that evening. He lived in the micro district but his path to work crossed over part of the macro district, which is where he blacked out.

Now he was waiting in an empty room with a floor that felt like glass but looked matte black to him, before he could ask where he was, a clearly feminine voice rang out from above. “Welcome Mike, to our Crush Spa. A good friend of yours tipped me off to your desires and convinced me to treat you to a fun night. A night some of my girls wanted to get in on~"

He couldn't see anything outside of what the ceiling-mounted light shined down on, but he could feel all sorts of vibrations through the ground as the girls the voice spoke of stepped forward. Another barrage of steps later, he could spot all sorts of different paws and feet surrounding him. Some were digitigrade, others were plantigrade, some avian, reptilian, canine, feline. They must've all been full macros too, as even the smallest of their feet could crush a car with ease, let alone a tiny guy like him.

His eyes lingered on each one in turn, blonde-furred bear paws, white-furred wolf ones with red claws, a purple-scaled set of stompers that looked thick enough to nearly drown in... Mike's eyes lingered on a particularly large pair of plantigrade paws, their fur orange and the sheathed claws marking them as a set of feline feet and the light slowly focused in on them, hiding the others from view as only he and those paws were illuminated. “I-I don't understand… What do you want with me?"

This time the owner of those paws he'd been staring at spoke up, her voice rough but tone gentle. “We want to treat you to a good time honey, and we know what you really want, your friend left nothing up to interpretation~"

Mike staggered back, falling onto his rear as he watched those paws step towards him, covering the distance easily as they came to rest inches from him. The quake each step sent confirmed that the girl they belonged to was truly massive. Each paw was big enough to demolish a micro's house with a single step.

Only now did Mike realize he was nude as his cock grew hard as a rock just looking at those gigantic stompers up close. Then one of them rose up and hovered over him, treating him to a little rush of warm air that must've been trapped beneath her tread. Up and up it rose, but rather than being caught in its shadow, a light from below followed its rise, confirming that he was sitting on some sort of glass. But unbeknownst to him was the camera down below that recorded everything, including the way his shadow was painted onto the center of her sole.

As that house-sized paw rose up, Mike was stunned, falling flat on his back as he gawked upwards. Each toe was a good bit bigger than he was, the pad on each more than enough to squeeze down on him until he popped, and her sole could've swallowed an entire driveway with ease. It hung up high, teasing him with the power it held over him as the toes scrunched and flexed, and as they did, he noticed something odd. He shrunk down, now the size of a small insect in comparison to the giantess who let their foot hover in the air above him.

“Now relax." She cooed, in tune with the start of a slow descent from her paw. The light below him adjusted its shine slowly, revealing each and every fold and crease along the bottom of this feline's paw with the short shadows and sparse ravines of dim light they created.

“Wh-what!?" Mike sputtered out, he would be crushed, squashed like a bug if she stepped down on him with even a tiny bit of force. He needed to flee. But he couldn't, his cock wanted to feel those pads no matter what it took. So he laid there stunned, staring at his doom.

The heel of her foot hit the ground hard, shaking Mike to his core, but her sole and toes arched over him rather than immediately rolling down to pop him like a misplaced condiment packet. Each digit wiggled enticingly as the owner of them let out a growling purr, pleased to see that she had him under her spell already.

The feline's paw gently lowered itself over him then as she continued her short step forward, onto him, letting a tiny fraction of her weight settle on the horny little lovebug that was caught under her pawpad. Just the center section of it engulfed him completely. He would've fit in the main creases of her sole 'far' to either side of him if she had aimed differently. It was an intoxicating feeling, having the tiny man stuck under her, making him lust-drunk with something so simple and easy to do.

Then she let her weight settle down nice and slowly, her toes gripping the glass to keep from crushing him too quickly as almost all of her weight was held away from him.

The big cat's leathery sole was soft and plush, molding to grip his body before becoming hard as a rock as he was pressed against the muscle and tendons beneath. The weight and thickness of the paw smothered him completely, making it impossible to breathe.

Mike was in heaven despite the pain in each and every one of his joints as she pressed down on him oh so gently. The tiny bit of freedom he had left was given only to his hips as they weakly thrusted into her thick pawpad with every other heartbeat. It was euphoric, and it was all about to end.

Just before her little paw pet could cum, the feline suddenly put all of her titanic weight on that foot, splattering Mike's innards against her paw with a wet squish-splurt as he was flattened against it. He didn't stand a chance as his body surrendered to her might in an instant. She wasn't done yet though as her heel rose and ankle twisted, plastering her victim perfectly to her paw. The pad smeared the red dot he'd become into a fine, crimson smear before lifting itself with a rock back onto her heel with the weakest of schlicks as the squashed remains of Mike peeled from the ground. The giantess wiggled her toes then as a cool breeze met the warm splatter stuck in the center of her sole. A shiver rippled up her spine with the surge of both power and control she felt upon crushing the wayward micro while denying him a release right at the end.

The leader of them all, a voice that still didn't have a body to it, spoke up then. “Mmmh, good choice, her paws are absolutely divine. But we're not finished." She would snap her fingers then, making the red smear that was Mike shimmer for a moment before his splattered body was suddenly reformed and fell to the ground again before growing back to his usual, still tiny, size. From just under to just above the size of a toe compared to the many of the gathered macros.

“Wh-what the hell!? I'm alive?!" He sat up and ran his hands over his torso, even pinching himself to make sure this wasn't a dream despite having just been popped like a grape under that feline's tread. He looked up to see that her foot was still hovering here, a small red stain on the center of her sole to mark where he'd just been splattered. He would raise both arms up and flinch away, hoping she wouldn't crush him again, and to his surprise he received a simple pat on the head from her first toe, paired with a giggle before as she stepped back to take her place in the circle of smashers. The light would shine on the same spot it had before, revealing his many choices again.

“Alive and well, you won't be hurt one bit by us Mike, not permanently." The voice reassured.

Seeing as he was trapped, Mike decided he may as well try to enjoy himself. The next set of paws his eyes homed in on were those of a black dragoness, easily the biggest person in the room. Her enormous digitigrade paws could've trampled a block of houses to rubble easily.

Her toes stretched up and back, letting Mike view the bottoms of her toes and tops of her soles as she stood there, the light focusing in on him and those gigantic paws. She stepped far forward, her second step ending with a toe pinning the tiny man with a growling laugh. Her voice was practically dripping with both malice and excitement, he was in for it now. “So small, so weak, but oh so cute too!" The underside of her paws were covered in lighter scales, more of a dark grey or charcoal color rather than the jet black that dominated the rest of her that he could see.

She was resting barely any of that toe's weight on him, letting him be pressed under it as he uselessly resisted before raising it up and dropping it onto him. It was like a big, fleshy hammer as it rammed into him, forcing his breath out with the first thump and breaking multiple ribs with the next few as his arms were forced out to his sides where they would be slowly converted into two big bruises.

The cruel macro repeated this punishment, tenderizing him plenty before shifting her paw so the rear of her sole rested just under him as he stared up helplessly towards the vast plain of padding that hung overhead, blocking out the light and casting him in its shadow as the light below him faded. Then it would slowly and gradually lower itself over him like a fleshy steamroller.

He should've had his innards squeezed out like a tube of toothpaste under her weight, but his body was being reinforced by that mysterious voice, keeping him alive as the dragoness rolled her weight forward. His legs were forced partially apart, letting her pads press in against his crotch, completely surrounding both his cock and balls with the rolling press, engulfing him in nothing but this dragoness' thick sole. The force was mind-boggling and almost made him cum right then and there, but his senses were too shocked by the rest of the roll forward.

What followed made that pale in comparison though as she began to knead him under that tremendous paw of hers. It would reverse its previous roll forward before coming down to roll over him again, and again, and again, coming in at a new angle each time. He felt every shift of her paw and every twitch of the immense muscles inside as they pressed him flat against the glass, coaxing his arousal back with not just the raw force, but a sensual smashing too as those supple pads passed over him for what felt like hours.

“That's it little one…" She cooed from above, putting slightly more weight on her toy with each pass as his dazed mind completely lost control to his lust, causing him to drive his hips up into each roll of her paw before he was completely pinned over and over again.

“Cum for me…" She hissed the command, speeding up the rolling presses as Mike's body was battered and bruised by the attention her gargantuan paw forced onto him. The protection was wearing thin. “Cum!"

He obeyed his goddess and came into the paw that was smashing him. Her kneading paw would keep up the micro milking, making sure to squeeze every last drop of seed she could out of his tiny body. Once he finally stopped squirting, she would stomp the rear of her sole down on his legs, instantly making them useless as they were smashed before being mangled further as she ground the base of her pawpad against his crotch, catching his balls and literally crushing all the remaining cum out of him. He screamed and squirmed, twitched and sprayed, then gasped and panted as his ears started to ring lightly and his skin began to tingle.

“Mmmmh, very good my little servant, now relax." She spoke with a sinister tone, sadistic even as her charcoal-soled paw gave him a loving kiss in the form of a gentle brush along his face and chest. “Relax and let it crush you."

Slowly, her immense weight would settle onto him much like the big cat before, pressing his body to its limits and then some before a sharp crack could be heard, followed by another. Not even the disembodied voice's protection could save him from her, just like it couldn't save his legs.

She wouldn't wait for him to break slowly though and suddenly pressed her paw down until it was flush with the glass, similar to a hydraulic press. Mike was squashed in an instant with a sharp squick. All of the resulting gore was flattened against her paw, being contained neatly as she squatted down, a sigh sounding out as the last of the air trapped in his remains was squeezed out of him. Just like that, he was completely crushed and entombed under her sole.

“That's it, squish…" She would slowly twist her entire body from side to side, not rising from her squat while pressing his violently emptied hide paper-thin, properly plastering the smashed bug's remains to her sole before smiling and going for a short walk around the outside of the ring of giantesses. The voice's protection was long gone now.

Each step brought a heavy splat with it as one of his flattened limbs fell loose from her paw only to fold over a part of him that was still stuck to it before being mashed together as her micro-masher hammered down again. Every step smudged more and more of his tiny form away until the dragoness finally relented, stepping back into the center and sitting down with the bottoms of her paws facing each other.

The voice's magic worked on him yet again as he was brought back to life. But to his surprise, he was still stuck to the same paw that had made him cum before crushing him. “Mmmph, you're a fun toy to break, Mike." His onyx tormentor let out a dark laugh as her paws rushed together, slapping together on him with enough force to squeeze the breath out of him. They pulled apart then, only to come back together with another slap, this one harder than the last.

This new punishment continued as Mike's cock was once again made to stand at attention, his balls not feeling as emptied as they should have after what he was just put through, almost literally being wrung out.

The dragoness' scaley stompers commanded his attention as they were smacked together one last time, her toes lacing together as she let out a content hum. He wasn't much more than an insect in comparison to her at his real size, but she took great pleasure in punishing and pleasuring him in equal amounts regardless.

Her soles would squeeze together on him, the pressure rising to the point where he was about to pop before relenting. Then they would squeeze again, and again in a pulsing rhythm. Squ-eeze, squ-ish, sm-oosh, pr-ess... Then there was a sudden convulsion from him as he came again, unable to resist the precise and deliberate attention she gave him. But those pulses wouldn't stop, extending his climax and ruthlessly juicing him empty all over again. Spr-ay, spl-at squ-irt. All while her paws controlled his breathing, forcing him to gasp for air between each pulse. His little shouts and moans pulled a roaring laugh from the black dragoness.

“Such a faithful little slave. Oh how I wish I could keep you…" The pulsing gave way to a slow but steady squeeze then, forcing the air from his lungs one last time as a cacophony of pops came from his joints. “My turn is up, but you'll need some rest after this~" The pressure grew steadily until a single crack sounded out from a rib. Then, all at once, he was pulverized with a mighty squeeze. She didn't even have to twist her soles against one another as he was reduced to a red splotch on her two powerful paws in an instant with a little POP!

She stood up then, licking her lips and wiping the stains from her feet before smearing them from her fingers to the center of the room's floor. Then she stepped back into her place in the ring of macros. After nearly a minute of concentration, the orchestrator of this whole thing finally revived Mike. That black dragoness had almost put him and his benefactor through too much.

The voice spoke then, sounding winded. “Rest now Mike... We will reconvene at a... later date to continue this. Until then, run." All of the assembled macros spoke that word in unison, then one more time. “RUN!" Mike did so in a heartbeat, sprinting ahead with his eyes shut tight, an unnatural terror forced into him by that combined command from them all.

He ran until his legs gave out and soon after that so did his consciousness yet again. He woke up the next afternoon safe at home in his bed, soaked with a cold sweat and shaking like a sapling in a storm but still wearing a wide smile on his face. Part of him couldn't wait for round two.