Short Story: Prodigan Explosion! (Patreon)

In her early twenties, Tiffany, a young Prodigan woman, felt a twinge of embarrassment as she gazed down at her naked body and the Lilliputian world beneath her. With every cautious step she took, she was unaware of the colossal power her footsteps held, capable of effortlessly covering an entire continent.

Her colossal foot, seemingly made of unforgiving stone to the Lilliputians below, was even more imposing to the minuscule Microputians, who regarded her as a living world they could only dream of traversing in the span of years.

"I must tread lightly," Tiffany whispered, her words gently dispersing the clouds that clung to her enormous form, as she grappled with the overwhelming responsibility her presence bestowed upon her.

Tiffany had only encountered tales of Lilliputians and Microputians in the pages of history books. She understood that her senses alone would never allow her to see or hear these miniature beings without the aid of a microscope or a specialized headset. Consequently, she remained oblivious to the profound impact her colossal footsteps had on their entire worlds.

Tiffany's standing in unaware awe, didn’t notice how, small chunks of cities and microscopic towns had clung in between the crevices of her toes, or how the heat radiating off of her soles alone caused hurricane force winds filled with the scent of womanly toes.

"I wonder what the Microputians look like?" Tiffany muttered. "Are they even more tiny?"

As Tiffany bent down to take a closer look, the force of her breath alone sent a gale rushing across the Lilliputian countryside.

Tiffany, peering down at the world below, began to discern a series of tiny black dots materializing across her body, playfully bouncing against her bosom. Squinting her eyes, she could just barely discern the miniature gray planes, no larger than gnats, darting around her like a swarm of bees.

She furrowed her brow in disbelief and murmured, “Am I being attacked?” The notion of these minuscule aircrafts flitting about her colossal form puzzled her, at the same time turning her on.

She with bated breath dropped her panties onto the little world, letting her plump, shaved pussy, drip juices down to the microscopic landscape.

In a daze, she felt her nipples grow erect from the cold and her pussy start to throb from the sensation of being watched. She sat down, her naked ass smothering a city with a population of 1000s.

Tiffany spread her legs, giving the Microputians a clear view of her pussy, as the wind from her pussy sent the Lilliputian planes tumbling about, crashing into the ground as well as the inside of her massive fleshy cavern.

She then started to rub her clit, causing an avalanche of orgasms for the Lilliputians, whose cities had become buried under the flood of her arousal.

“Huh?” Tiffany muttered, feeling a small itch that emanated from her backside. She turned around and saw the same gnats flying around her butt crack, buzzing and darting around the soft curves of her cheeks, and the small crevice between them firing their little weapons at her stink eye.

The itch became an annoyance, and she waved her hand, swatting away the pesky aircrafts.

“So inappropriate.” She said her cheeks lushing with embarrassment.

Suddenly, Tiffany felt a strange surge well up from deep inside her stomach.

“Please stop.” She begged the little aircrafts that continued their assault. She held her anus closed as much as possible and yet it was all for not.

In a panic, she quickly grabbed a nearby mountain range and covered her face with her hand, releasing a mighty fart, her cheeks turning a bright crimson from the embarrassment of doing something so unrefined and uncouth.

She peered down and was horrified by the destruction her anus had caused. An entire continent had been destroyed by her flatulence.

She couldn’t believe what she had done. She couldn't fathom the amount of lives she had inadvertently taken.

“S-sorry.”