she is so mean but at least she let me watch her body from very close

A new giantess has moved into the neighbourhood, and the neighbours aren’t too thrilled! You’ve received many noise complaints since she moved in. You and your squad show up at Arielle’s door telling her to "keep it down", but Arielle does NOT like being told what to do. She thinks your squad is out of line and that you suck as cops! You’d serve a much better purpose as Arielle’s lunch! Arielle is feeling a little vengeful and likes to play with her food. As the chief of police, you get saved for last. You are made to sit and watch your squad be compressed between her giant cleavage, stretched out and chomped between her massive teeth!

"I’ve come to see You, my dominant, for my next appointment. I have been seeing You for a few weeks seeking help to overcome my control issues. You have tried a number of different methods and techniques with me but haven’t achieved the desired results. You have come up with a new idea to employ for our appointment today. You want to place me in a position where I could not possibly be in control, specifically, small and in the palm of Your hand. Noticing the confused look on my face, You go on to explain how you have the ability, through the power of Your soft, gentle and seductive voice, to shrink me until I’m around 6" tall or small enough to fit in the palm of Your hand. You explain further how, once I’m shrunk, and held in Your hand, I would learn how not to be in control and at the mercy of someone else, namely You.
You notice the skepticism on my face and assure me You have the power and ability to accomplish this. After I ask You how long You plan on keeping me shrunk, You assure me further, once I’ve learned my lesson, I’ll be as tall as I should be. Having convinced me, You walk over closer to me and, using Your soft, gentle and seductive voice, instruct me to "shrink". As I reduce in size, You lean over me and tell me how soon You’ll have me in the palm of Your hand as You also continue to use Your voice and the word "shrink" to make me smaller and smaller. Once I reach around 6", You stop and, crouching down, ask me how I feel. After I reply how I think this is all an elaborate illusion, You get a seductive grin on Your face and ask me, if this is an illusion, would I be able to do this? Then, slowly, You reach for me with Your right hand, pinch the back of my shirt and lift me off the floor and up to Your face.
After admiring me in front of Your face, and commenting how I’m now completely under Your power, You walk over to a small table or chair and set me down. Crouching down in front of me, You tell me how I should be feeling a lack of control now, proof this method is working. When I agree and ask You to unshrink me and make me big again, You smile seductively and explain how, actually, this has all been part of Your plan. Ever since I began coming to see You, You planned to use this technique on me so that You could shrink me, keep me for Yourself, hold me in the palm of Your hand and make me Your own little toy. When I begin to protest, You tell me how there’s nothing I can do about it, there’s no escape and I now belong to You. Slowly You reach for me with Your hand, encircle me with Your fingers and thumb and lift me off the chair or table and again bring me up to Your face. Holding me within Your closed fist, You stand up and remind me how You told me once I had learned my lesson, I would be as tall as I should be. Well, I am now as tall as I should be in order to fit in the palm of Your hand. You go on to explain how You’re going to keep me shrunk, in the palm of your hand, or wherever else You want to put me. Now, however, since you have other appointments soon, You’re going to put me in Your skirt pocket. That way, during the rest of the day, whenever You want, You can reach into Your pocket and play with me. In-between clients, You’ll take me out of Your pocket and play with me. At the end of the day, after You get me home, You’ll find a more permanent place to keep me. Bottom line, You can do whatever You want with me because I’m now Your new little toy."

Just the other day, you were a strong, confident man, who would never imagine it possible that you would become so tiny, weak and vulnerable. And now you are standing, looking up at the gorgeous giantess, petrified at the possibilities. you are so small and insignificant that She cant even see you down at Her platform high heels. But She knows you are close, She can smell the fear and as She slowly hunts you down almost squashing you under Her sole in the process you realise that you have been shrunk for a purpose – you are Her prey. Being slowly hunted down when there is nothing you can do but watch and wait for the inevitable, your little dick cant help but be aroused at the sight above you. Up the Giantess shiny red skirt… She picks you up between Her giant fingers, hungry, teasing, and so very taunting. She loves turning on Her prey as She shows the journey into Her moist mouth, tasting you, licking you, and finally swallowing you whole.

You’re shaking with fear as you stare up at me. Such a little man.. so powerless. All you can do is kneel at my giant feet and look up upon my beautiful face as you worship my perfect existence. You have fallen into a life of servitude as my little slave, and you will remain at my mercy forever. Don’t ever disobey me. Doing so will end in your demise. It’s way too easy for me to end your existence with a crunch of my teeth, a pinch between my fingers or the single stomp of my foot.

Princess Brooke returns from a heated gym session, exhausted and absolutely dripping with sweat (if viable), so takes a seat to rest before turning her attention to one of her trainers, which she could prop-up on a table in-front of her. Carefully, she unties the laces and pulls the foot from her shoe, revealing her barefoot along with a tiny man plastered to the base of it. At first she doesn’t even acknowledge him, simply reacting to the incredible aroma bursting from her foot and shoe, but soon redirects her focus to the helpless body upon her foot and begins to tease him mercilessly, as bratty and cruelly as Brooke often does. Even laughing at him and how subdued he is by only her foot, immensely stinky and beautiful as it is.
From there, the teasing can ensue, however she wishes to approach it, but eventually we get to a little bit about how she’s almost impressed that he’s managed to stay conscious during his first time and that his girlfriend was much weaker in that regard, being totally ruined every time she was used for Brooke’s insole. This brings attention to Brooke’s other shoe, still worn on her other foot, but she quickly dismisses the possibility of his girlfriend being in there, briefly mentioning how her other foot is currently entertaining another guest, and how the tiny man should count himself lucky getting a little break, whereas her other shoe isn’t coming off for days to come…
No, his girlfriend isn’t in her other shoe, but she still couldn’t abide a useless toy, she could tell him, so she moved her elsewhere. She isn’t gone either, however, she might wish she was. At this Princess Brooke lets out a strong fart and begins to laugh and tease again, as he realizes where his girlfriend is trapped. Inside Brooke’s underwear! From here, I think it’s mostly free reign for Brooke to be as gross and bratty as she wants, both in regards to her smelly feet and the tiny man beneath them, as well as her terrible farts and the tiny girl trapped inside them, teasing and humiliating them both with her incredibly awful stink.
Finally, after Brooke has had her fun with them both, she decides to take things one step further, and tease them both a little bit more, but not just with her scents, but with her mind. She offers the tiny man a deal, if he cares for his girlfriend so much. Brooke will release his girlfriend from her underwear on one condition. He takes the tiny girl’s place as her fart slave. She takes particular note to tell him that whilst her feet are hellish, her farts are another thing entirely, so he should consider that before he makes his choice. Still, it doesn’t take the tiny man long before he agrees to the deal and offers to take his girlfriend’s place so she can be spared Brooke’s farts and ass sweat.
A woman of her word, Brooke reaches down between her cheeks and withdraws the tiny girl, absolutely dominated by the giantess’ intense gas, and quickly replaces her with the tiny man from her foot. As soon as he’s down in her underwear, she lets loose, maybe lifting up a cheek and blasting him straightaway, before allowing her ass to drop down. She enjoys every second of this, relishing his weak cries and pleading as the reek hits him and he begins to realize the reality of his situation, and Brooke rubs this in further, teasing about how she did warn him and that there’s nothing to save him now, something along those lines anyway.
Then, enjoying the feeling of her new butt boy, she turns her attention to the girl between her fingers and puts the last nail in her hopes of freedom. She did promise to remove the girl from her fart prison, but never said anything about setting her free. Nope, instead, she has other ideas for her, she starts to muse. As a matter of fact, Brooke tells the girl, she has a new vacancy that will suit the girl perfectly, and with that she stuffs the tiny girl between her long toes and starts to put her shoe back on. Just before the girl is sealed back inside, Princess Brooke offers the poor girl a few parting words of humiliation and cruelty, maybe about how the rest of her life will be inside the sweaty sauna of her shoe, or how her boyfriend is now doomed to soak up her farts for ever. Whatever it is, Brooke says this, could also fart too, in order to drive her point home, and then seals her away and goes about her business. Loving the feeling of her toys suffering all the while.

All of these little people were in my sneakers all day long and I had enough of them so I dumps them out and just start smashing.