Crushed Stories

Adam's entire castle moved. The sand from the roof came down in tiny little sprinkles at first, but as the footsteps grew ever closer they began to come apart in chunks, the ceiling caved in and crushed many of his servants to death, others were buried in the scolding hot sand doomed to suffocate. 

Adam looked out of the window to see what was causing this commotion. What he saw shocked him to the very core of his being. He saw a beautiful young woman around the twenty to twenty two age range, she had flawless white skin, long blonde hair, a pink bikini and dark gray seven inch platform thong flip flops. 

Adam knew she wasn't supposed to be there, no one was. This beach had been condemned by the city, making it a perfect place for tiny men like Adam to live. This was no place for regular humans. 

Adam, enraged, threw all caution to the wind. Knowing regular humans kill tiny men like him all the time, he stormed out anyway. He ran right up to this young woman, and he was immediately dwarfed by her seven inch heels. Adam stood at about two inches tall, a pretty average height for his species. 

"Hey! You! Stop right there!" He shouted at the top of his lungs. 

The young woman stopped

"Woah, what the hell. A tiny man, I've never seen one of you before." The young woman said

"What are you doing here!" Adam continuously shouted

"Just taking a stroll, what's your problem?" 

"You aren't supposed to be here! Now scream!"

"Do you not know who I am? I'm Hillary Thompson, daughter of Alfred Thompson, the richest man in Southern Florida. Normal laws don't apply to me."

"Get the fuck out!"

"Look dude, you're kinda out matched here. I could easily stomp you into the hot sand and just walk away like nothing happened. So could you just be cool."

"Be cool! Be cool! You just destroyed my castle, killed my staff!"

Hillary just shrugs off as if the life of his staff didn't matter.

"You don't care you hideous fucking monster!" Adam shouted

"If you built a castle that can come down so easily, then that's on you." Hillary stated

"You are absolutely grotesque."

"Okay, I've had enough of you insulting me."

"Then leave then bitch and never come back!" 

"I will leave after this."

Hillary kicked her enormous flip flops off and sat down on the sand, her feet towering over Adam. 

"Kiss my feet and your tiny ass goodbye." Hillary said

"What are you doing!" Adam asked in a panic. 

Before he could run Hillary grabbed him with her big toe off her right foot. 

His sense of smell was instantly overpowered by the vinegar smell of Hillary's toes. 

"I would just stomp you dead, but you're a special kind of asshole, so you deserve a special death. Now kiss my toe."

Adam tossed and turned trying in a futile effort to break free. 

"Kiss my toe!" Hillary shouted as she tightened her grip. 

Adam finally kissed her toe.

Hillary then finished him off by crushing his head. The sound of his skull being crushed was akin to crushing a beetle. A nice satisfying crunch. 

"That'll do it." Hillary said. 

She then tossed his corpse over to the sandcastle, and then wiped his blood and brains off of her toe on the sand. 

She flipped back on her flip flop, and walked back over to the castle. She lifted her foot and with a mighty stomp, leveled what was left of Adam's castle, smashing Anyone still left alive inside. 

She then continued to walk on the beach as if nothing happened. 

"That was fun, I wonder if I can find another." She said to herself.