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Flattened First Responders (Patreon)

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2019-08-21 22:22:09

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2026-06

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I wanted to do a second video with another set of toys I bought after the car crushing I shared last. What if I came back an hour later to the scene to toy with the ambulances and firemen who were cleaning up the destruction?

Plastic toys don't do a whole lot for me, because it's the feel and the sounds of squishing and crunching that I love best. What do you think? Do you like seeing these tiny men under my heels?

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Flattened First Responders

My colossal heels cause such devastation, leaving crushed cars and half-pulverized bodies in my wake. It's a collection of brave men that come to clear the wreckage and scrape the squished and injured from the pavement. The smell of patent leather fills the air. The ground shudders beneath them with each of my heavy steps. They tremble in my presence--the vicious goddess has returned. Their terror makes me smile. I rip their little bodies apart with my bare hands, grinning while they scream. I stomp their ambulances, grinding survivors and medics flat, snuffing out hope with a twist of my shoe. I demand worship. I want my shoes licked, my stockings kissed, and one lucky man goes into my shoe to serve me until his last breath. I feel him crunch and squirm with every step, and when it's time, his guts burst beneath my toes with one good stomp. Why would I do this? So much ruin and destruction beneath my shoes? Because fuck you. I'm God, and you're my toys.