A cautionary tale... (Patreon)

Here's a patreon exclusive story written for october's poll winner. Enjoy! 

Friday night. Time to get wasted. My friends and I were ready to get totally trashed tonight. We had all the essentials. Drinks, Music, entertainment. Drugs. The vibe was pretty awesome. Someone even brought a hookah. I don't care much for shisha but somebody mentioned that there was a totally amazing new strain of medical bud in the hookah. Everyone who came in was beckoned to come and sit down to smoke. I caved. I sat down on the floor with everyone and lit up. They weren't kidding though. An intense heady euphoria and wavey body high made me feel incredible. Before I knew it I was melting into the floor. I thought it was just mentally but when I came to my senses I had actually gotten lower to the ground. I looked around and saw all my friends and everyone at the party who tried the hookah. They had all also shrunk down to the size of ants. I thought it was just a hallucination but how would everyone else have the same hallucination. I didn't have much time to think about these things because before the situation was about to become very dangerous.

My girlfriend was about to arrive. I immediately recognized Her wide hips darkening the doorway. She walked in without care, ready to get her party on. My friends and I could hear screams in the distance... Clomp clomp. She took her flats off and dropped them, crushing several people.

Thomp thomp thomp. Her footsteps made us tremble as they drew nearer to us. The people in the living room around the hookah scattered to avoid her fatal footsteps but not everyone was lucky enough to avoid being crushed by her bare feet.

She started moving towards the living room where we were.Thomp thomp thomp. Her bare feet mercilessly smash the bug sized people on the floor. She doesn't hear us or feel us. Her feet narrowly miss us as she stands over us examining the hookah. We scream trying to get her attention.

"Hmm I wonder where everyone's at. He said he was chilling by the hookah..."

Time seemed to slow down. Everyone started screaming and running. My eyes were glued to my girlfriend's massive ass as it started to become more round. It was descending towards us. She was about to sit on the floor where we were. 

At the last moment, I snapped back to reality and started to sprint in the opposite direction. I ran as fast as my legs would let me. THUMP. A wave of airbrushed past me. I heard screams. I looked behind me to see my girlfriends tight jeans filling my field of view. I could see people maimed, who didn't get out of the way in time.

"Huh, the coals have gone out. Guess I can't get a toke off this hookah."

She started to get up and looked behind her. Her ass was covered with the remains of my friends who were just chilling with me in the living room moments before. She had sat on them completely unaware that she had ended their lives. Then I noticed that she was looking at me.

"Ugh, what are all these bugs doing on the floor?"

She doesn't seem to register me or anyone at this party as people anymore. We are but insignificant ants to her. Tiny desperate insects destined to become nothing but a stain on the bottom of her foot. When she stands back up she will surely not think twice about exterminating us.