Decades after the world was struck by a mysterious virus that caused
people to shrink to around three inches in height, society has largely
moved on. A cure was developed within the year, but a few things kept
the masses from reclaiming their original size. One, it was fairly
expensive so only those with money to burn could afford it, and two, it
was only effective on those of the female gender, so about 50% of the
population was out of luck. The portion of the population that was
either unable to afford the treatment or was unable to benefit from it
were left to their tiny size, but they weren't left behind. Laws were
enacted to ensure that they would be able to continue with their lives,
hold jobs, commute, and do all the things those of larger stature were
still able to do. That wasn't to say that their lives were easy. They
still struggled daily with the simplest of tasks, and life was a
constant battle to avoid being squished by someone who didn't look where
they were sitting. Luckily, a side effect of the shrinking was
increased durability. When a tiny person was stomped, sat on, or
flattened in any other myriad of ways, their bodies behaved not unlike
rubber, squishing and flattening, but otherwise retaining their overall
shape, and life. It was thanks to this that tinies were able to
re-integrate into society much more easily, since the risk of bodily
harm was much lower.
Despite the efforts of legislators, tiny rights were still a hot
button issue. Most businesses didn't want to hire someone that wasn't
going to be able to perform at the same level as a regular sized person,
let alone pay them the same wage. Regular sized people also didn't take
kindly to their tiny coworkers seemingly getting a free ride to avoid
work they couldn't physically do. This resulted in many tinies falling
into poverty, unable to get jobs to support themselves. Communities of
homeless tinies formed throughout cities in parks and alleys, under
benches or dumpsters, and this groups of tinies began protesting their
situation, and the lack of respect they were getting.
"Thanks Bill. I'm here on the corner of Fifth Street at the entrance
to Roosevelt Park where shrunken individuals are gathering in large
numbers for yet another Tiny Lives Matter protest. This is the fourth
protest this month, but seems to be the largest gathering yet, and the
crowd is still growing. If you're planning on travelling in this area,
make sure to watch your step. This is Rebecca Davies, live from Channel
5, back to you."
Two girls walked past the reporter as she wrapped up, the camera
operators signalling that they were no longer live. Kayleigh brushed her
blonde hair out of her eyes as she glanced back at the news crew, then
nudged her friend. "Hey April, you hear that? There's a Tiny Lives
Matter protest near here!"
Friends since pre-school, the two college girls were rarely seen
apart. Kayleigh, a bubbly blonde, had a hugely positive attitude and an
ass to match. She always tried to do her best to help people, even if
her clumsiness got in the way sometimes. April was seemingly her
opposite. Her raven black hair perfectly conveyed her attitude towards
the world, cynical and unenthusiastic. Kayleigh was one of the few who
seemed to be able to put a smile on her face.
April rolled her eyes, hardly looking up from her phone. "And? They have one like every week."
"Well yeah, but don't you like, think they need support?" Kayleigh
argued as turned and grabbed April's arm. "We could go help them
protest!"
"That sounds boring though. I don't want to stand around with a bunch of shrunken losers all day."
"Come on, it could be fun! You could take some pictures for
Instagram. Could be some good PR after that time you sat on poor
Tyson..."
April shrugged off her friend's grip, then crossed her arms
indignantly. "For the last time, that was an accident! He should've
stayed in the tiny area of the caf!"
"Pleaaaasseeee..." Kayleigh begged, giving her friend her best puppy dog eyes, hoping to wear her down into accepting.
"Ugh, fine.. I guess I can try to take a few pictures. At least I'll
get something out of it. Tyson was fine by the way! Nobody ever mentions
that!"
"Yay! Let's go! I think that news lady said it was on Fifth!"
The entrance to Roosevelt Park was completely taken over by the
protest. Tiny signs littered the ground, and crowds of diminutive
protesters congregated in groups large enough to be noticed by people
passing by. Not that anyone was really giving them their attention. Most
pedestrians simply ignored the high pitched chants, going about their
day as normal. The protesters weren't going to be discouraged though,
they were going to have their voices heard one way or another.
Kayleigh and April arrived on the scene, the latter being reluctantly
dragged, and stood off to the side, observing the protesters chanting
and shouting.
"Okay. This is like the cutest protest I've ever seen." Kayleigh
said, motioning to the crowds of diminutive people gathered in groups
around the entrance to the park.
April shrugged, "Let's just get this over with."
"Oh! Oh! Take my picture in front of them!" Kayleigh exclaimed, bouncing her way over to the edge of the crowd.
Tiny people cowered and dove for cover as the massive blonde stomped
towards them, but relaxed when she stopped nearby. April smirked at the
fleeing protesters, taking out her phone and aiming it at Kayleigh who
was flashing a peace sign and sticking her butt out over the crowd of
people. Her short, white skirt gave those standing below her a clear
view of her underside, along with a scant trace of a pair of underwear
that had been consumed by her cheeks. Some of the men in the crowd
couldn't help but stare at the big booty hanging over them, while others
wisely decided to move further away.
As April was framing up the shot, a devious idea crept into her head. "Hey! Take a few steps back! Better light!"
Nodding in agreement, the blonde stepped backwards without looking,
her sneaker clad feet bulldozing through those who chose to ogle her
butt. Most were knocked aside, sent sprawling across the sidewalk, but a
few unfortunate people were caught underneath her rubber soles as they
came crashing down. Tiny shouts echoed out as Kayleigh posed again, too
focused on looking hot to notice the plight of the protesters beneath
her.
"Perfect!" April shouted, suppressing a snicker of delight at her friend's obliviousness. "Say cheese!"
The camera clicked and Kayleigh relaxed her pose, finally taking
notice of the cries coming from her feet. She looked down and gasped,
the arms and legs of her unfortunate victims were the only parts of them
visible after being crushed underneath her sneakers.
"Oh no! I'm so sorry!" She exclaimed, hurriedly stepping off of the
flattened people. Other protesters rushed in to help, checking for vital
signs and helping the flattened casualties stand and limp away.
"Sorry!" Kayleigh said again, blushing in embarrassment as she walked
back over to April.
"Gosh sorry Kay! I didn't see them there either!" April said, her suppressed giggling betraying her intentions.
"Not funny April. Those poor little cuties could've been hurt!"
"They're fine! Aren't they supposed to be like super resilient?"
"Well yeah... But that still wasn't cool." Kayleigh sighed. "Now they probably think I'm some tiny hater.."
As much as she was having fun, April still didn't like seeing her
friend sad. "Hey, I'm sure they don't. Tell you what, why don't you go
see if you can help with anything? Try and find one of the head honchos
around here."
Kayleigh perked up a bit, "Yeah! Maybe I will!"
"Great. I'm going to try and get a few more shots for my instagram.
You have fun." April replied, happy seeing her friend's spirits back as
she bounced off towards the crowds again, scattering groups of tinies as
she went. April sighed and shook her head as she watched her friend go,
then turned her attention back to her phone.
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"Excuse me! Big girl coming through!"
Tiny protesters ran for cover as Kayleigh stepped through the crowds,
doing her best to avoid crushing more people underneath her shoes.
Unfortunately for them the kind-hearted blonde had never been the most
graceful person. Those who weren't quick enough to dodge her feet wound
up being flattened to the pavement, and a few unlucky ones were wedged
between the treads of her sneakers and carried with her as she made her
way through the crowd, crushed repeatedly whenever she took a step.
"Sorry! So Sorry!" She whispered apologetically as she stepped on a
family of four who had been too busy taking a picture to notice her
coming. "I should be more careful, you guys are hard to see!"
Thinking it would be best if she switched up her tactics, Kayleigh
decided to try tip-toeing as a means of at least reducing the amount of
people she squished each step. So up on her toes she went, the people
jammed into the soles of her shoes crying out for help as they were no
longer smashed into the pavement. The aspiring ballerina took her first
step, stretching her leg out towards a relatively uncrowded spot. People
below were treated to a stunning view up her skirt as she lunged over
them, her delicates leaving little to the imagination. Her toes touched
down without adding to her squish count, and she even managed to bring
her other leg over without toppling.
"Wuh.. Whoa.." Kayleigh murmured as she began teetering, waving her
arms to try and keep her balance. She looked down, noticing with dread
that the crowds that had parted to avoid her toes had congregated around
her again, leaving her no room to put her foot down and regain control.
"Oh no.."
A shadow passed over the crowd. "Look out!!" Someone called. "She's gunna fall!" Shouted another.
Mass panic broke out among the tiny citizens as they began pushing
and shoving to escape the tipping titan. Kayleigh gritted her teeth and
flailed, but there was no use fighting with gravity at this point. She
stuck her ass out, instinctively aiming to let the most cushioned part
of her body take the brunt of the impact. She went down like a redwood
falling in the forest, her massive posterior slamming into the ground
with such force that people nearby were sent flying from the gust of
wind rushing out from underneath her booty. Anyone caught beneath her
ass was instantly turned into paper, flattened into the pavement by the
sheer weight of the blonde's gargantuan glutes.
"Oww.." Kayleigh groaned, stunned by the shock of falling down. Her
ass hurt, her tailbone hurt, and she was thoroughly embarrassed.
People began to shout as they desperately tried to extract their
compressed compatriots from beneath her. "Miss! Please get up Miss!
You're crushing them!" Arms and legs sticking out from the edge of her
fat cheeks twitched in pain as the giant shifted on top of them, trying
to see what all the commotion was.
"Oh shit! Sorrysorrysorry!" Kayleigh stammered as she quickly tried
to get up. Her ass made it a few inches off the ground, revealing the
smushed bodies of her unlucky victims, splattered across the ground and
stuck to the shiny skin of her ass. Friends and family members of the
crushed moved in to help, even with the threat still looming overhead.
This proved to be a mistake. The clumsy girl tried to stand, using her
arms to push herself upright without shifting her feet too much, if only
she had balance.
"Nononono!" Kayleigh shouted as her arms failed to give her the lift
she needed. Her ass flopped back down, adding to its score by pounding
the rescuers and victims alike. As she tried again to rise people wisely
decided to hang back, despite the moans and cries of their friends
calling out from beneath the giant girl's wobbling behind. Thankfully
she was able to get to her feet this time allowing rescuers to move in
and help the crushed people recover.
Kayleigh blushed as she looked down at the carnage her booty had
wrought. She could feel the people stuck to her ass twitching as they
desperately tried to peel themselves free, so she hurriedly brushed them
off, her embarrassment evident on her face as she tried to end this
situation as quickly as possible. Papery bodies fluttered down to the
ground as her fingers swept them off her rear, landing softly below
where they were tended to. Unfortunately in her rush to leave, Kayleigh
missed a couple victims that had been crushed into the fabric of her
underwear. Their cries for help were muffled by the skirt hanging over
them as Kayleigh stepped over the crowd to the side of the path, trying
not to meet the gaze of any of the now angry protesters glaring at her
from below. She just wanted to hide herself, ironically wishing that she
was tiny right now as she shuffled away, taking her new passengers with
her.
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While her friend was busy ingratiating herself with the locals, April
was trying to get some shots that would improve her social image. After
some time skirting the edges of the crowd trying to get a good angle,
she determined that nothing was quite good enough. If she was going to
get a picture that would convince her peers she’d need to be in the
thick of it, not standing on the side lines.
Without hesitating she strode into the crowd, knocking protesters
aside with reckless abandon as she scrolled on her phone and looked for
inspiration for her shot. People not quick enough to get out of her way
were promptly flattened by her uncaring sandals, smushed like grapes
being turned into wine.
April paused as she reached the center of a sizable gathering of
tinies, looking around briefly at the sound of panicked screams before
shrugging. “This seems like a good spot. Lots of tinies for the
background.. I can get those signs over there in frame..” She murmured
to herself as she held her phone over her head while spinning to test
out different angles. People at her feet were sent flying as the rubber
soles of the uncaring girl’s sandals slapped into them. Splorts and
squishes spurted out from underneath her feet as she settled into
position.
“Perfect!” April grinned as she snapped her picture, a cute portrait
of her flashing a peace sign with the protest in the background. She
even managed to get a little cleavage in frame, which was always a sure
fire way to get some likes.
After a quick bit of post processing she posted her pic, satisfied
with how it portrayed her. Meanwhile the protesters were rushing to get
away from her dangerous feet, the scent wafting off of them keeping them
away just as much as the threat of squashing. Those who had been
flattened called out for help, but were left in their squished state as
the threat of adding to the casualty count kept most of the would-be
rescuers away. April absentmindedly rocked back and forth as she
monitored how her post was doing, crushing and re-crushing any who
happened to be trapped under the sole of her sandals.
“That’s a good start, but I should really get a few more..” She
mused, watching the like counter begin to steadily rise. “Maybe if I get
some over there by the main stage...”
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*Grrrrooaaannn*
Kayleigh put a hand on her belly as it added it’s own protesting
shouts to the choir of tiny voices. She had finally managed to escape
her shame after flattening half the protest under her butt, and now she
was getting tired, tired and hungry. Luckily the park was littered with
vendors selling snacks and beverages. She spotted a hotdog cart nearby
and headed towards it, carefully looking down to avoid embarrassing
herself further.
“Thanks mister!” She said over her shoulder as she walked away from
the vendor, her prize clutched in two hands. The hot dog glistened
invitingly, prompting her stomach to grumble again, encouraging her
along as she tried to find a bench to sit and eat at. She spotted one
and headed towards it, eager to chow down.
“Alright! This bench will be a great spot to set up or new stage!”
One of the protesters shouted gleefully. The group he had brought with
him was already swarming the center of the flat concrete bench, setting
up signs and practicing chants. They had broken off from the main group
to try and expand the protest into the park, hoping that they could
garner more attention if they spread out. While they worked, a shadow
loomed over them, growing in size as some stopped to find the source.
Hushed whispers grew into panicked cries as the shadow darkened and
expanded until it covered the entire group of people.
“Ahhh.. God it feels good to sit down..” Kayleigh sighed as she
plopped down onto the bench, unknowingly turning an entire crowd of
tinies into paste under her behind.
The few that managed to escape her titanic rear end as it crashed
down were now desperately banging their fists against her thick thighs
in an attempt to get her attention. Unfortunately the hungry girl was
oblivious to their plight, her focus taken up by the delicious dog
dripping in condiments. Kayleigh chomped down on the hotdog, consuming a
third of the bun in one bite. Splashes of mustard dripped out of the
opposite side, splattering onto the pavement below and coating some of
the tinies who hadn’t made it onto the bench yet in the yellow goop. Her
spirits perked up by the tasty treat, Kayleigh happy swayed back and
forth as she scarfed it down. Her cheeks slowly lifted as she tilted to
one side, revealing the mass of smushed protesters to the light of day
once more. Their pained screams were quickly muffled as she tilted back
however, her plush butt cheek steamrolling over them once more.
This process continued as Kayleigh finished her dog, licking her
fingers to get the last bit of ketchup off of them. "Mmm! Delicious!
That really hit the spot!" She exclaimed, finally taking the time to
look around. It felt like something was tickling her thigh, so she
glanced down at the bench and spotted a tiny woman banging on her leg.
"Huh? What's the matter with her?"
Reaching down and plucking the woman up with her sticky fingers,
Kayleigh brought her up within hearing distance. "You're sitting on
them! Get off your fat ass!!" The woman shouted, gesturing downwards.
Kayleigh gasped, dropping the woman in shock. She tumbled downwards,
bounced off her thigh, then fell down to the ground. "Sitting on them?"
Kayleigh stammered, the shame from her previous misadventure coming back
to her as her cheeks began to turn red.
Slowly she lifted her left buttcheek, hoping that the woman was wrong
and that she hadn't embarrassed herself again. She felt her stomach
drop as she saw the twitching limbs and mass of people crushed to the
bench in the shadow of her crotch.
"Ohhhh shit!" She exclaimed, quickly standing and turning around to
inspect the damage her ass had done. Most of the people remained stuck
to the bench, however a good chunk of them were still plastered to her
wobbling cheeks as she bent over to help her victims. "Sorry! Sorry! I'm
so sorry!"
She started helping some of them peel off of the bench, hoping to
save some of her dignity by assisting them in freeing themselves. After
peeling one particularly flattened man off she had an idea. She could
help them reflate if she gave them CPR! Her desire to help prompted her
to act quickly, so she laid the man down on her palm and started blowing
into his mouth, which looked more like blowing onto his entire torso.
Her lips did the job though, forming a seal around the man that resulted
in her breath being forced into his body. The man quickly inflated, his
chest ballooning out as his limbs popped up. After one breath the man
looked more like a marble than a person. Kayleigh grinned sheepishly as
she placed him back down on the bench, where he began deflating like a
whoopee cushion.
Some of the compressed people had regained enough control of their
limbs to stand and begin shouting at the apologetic giantess. Kayleigh
stammered out more apologies, but it was clear that the crowd was
against her.
"Tiny Hater!" Someone shouted. "Get out of here fat ass!" Shouted
another. More and more people began shouting insults at her, and tears
began to well in her eyes as the embarrassment washed over her. She
decided to take her leave before they grew any more angry with her, so
she stood up and jogged away, leaving a trail of tinies fluttering off
her ass like autumn leaves.
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April was busy taking another picture, crouching over a crowd with
her ass sticking out, when she spotted her clearly upset friend exiting
the park. Wondering what had happened and wanting to offer support, she
rushed over and greeted her.
"Kay! What's the matter? What happened?"
"Oh my god April! I'm a monster! My stupid clumsy ass kept squishing them!" She blubbered through wet tears.
"Is that all? You know how hard they are to see, remember when I sat on Tyson?" April replied, trying to console her.
"Yeah but like.. I crushed so many of them... And now they're mad at me... and they called me 'Tiny Hater!''
"That's just because they don't know the real you! You just need to
keep coming to these protests and showing them how much you care..."
Kayleigh sniffed, her friend's rational thoughts calming her down. "You think so?"
"Of course! Hey, look at this. This'll cheer you up!" April said,
reaching into her back pocket. She brought her closed fist up near
Kayleigh and opened it, revealing a tiny man, blinking in the sudden
bright light. "I saw this little guy and thought he was pretty hot, so I
chatted him up and he's going to come home with me."
"H-hey! Miss you have to help-" The tiny man stammered before being cut off by April's fingers closing over him again.
"Heh.. He's just shy." April said, smirking as she slipped him back into her pocket.
"Aww cute! I'm glad you at least got something good out of this."
Kayleigh beamed, oblivious to the man's cry for help. "Hey can we head
home? I think I've had enough activism for today."
"Sure thing. Want to stop for a slice of pizza on the way back?"
"Aren't you lactose intolerant?
