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Just a quick story about a catgirl playfully stomping on some pesky micros who found her in a bad mood.
“Oh, are you kidding me?” Aretha exclaimed as she looked down to see a small group of ant-sized micros on the kitchen floor, swarming around a dropped potato chip. “I just got done dealing with the assholes at work and now I have to deal with you guys coming into my kitchen and stealing my food? I thought I got rid of you all weeks ago; do I have to go through all that again? Well, screw being ‘humane’ to you this time; I’m going to make sure you learn not to come into my house ever again.”
The calico raised her paw over the group, revealing her pretty pink paw pads. Down on the ground, the micros entered into a panic, scrambling this way and that as fast as their measly legs could carry them, a pace which much too slow to avoid the upset kitty’s descending paw. A single step sufficed to pin most of the micros underfoot, with the few remaining stragglers all running towards the kitchen. Aretha simply slid her foot forward with her toes curled upwards, then lowered her digits onto the fleeing micros, relishing in the feeling of them trying to escape from under padded toes. A scrunch of her foot proved enough to put an end to their struggles.
Leaning against the wall, Aretha grabbed her leg and brought her foot up for inspection. The intruders were all firmly stuck to her sole, most of them lying still with only a couple showing any movement. “That looks like a good spot to keep you all for now. I’ll deal with you properly once I have a chance to relax.”
Satisfied with her work, Aretha headed into the kitchen for a quick snack, only to find another swarm of micros on the floor. “For crying out loud, there’s more of you? Seriously!?” Aretha marched up to the second group of micros, setting her paws down to either side of it, her toes towering over them. Her approach sent the micros running about madly, trying to escape the massive catgirl’s wrath. “That’s right; run as fast as you can. It just wouldn’t be any fun without a chase, after all.”
The calico delighted in seeing the micros run from her, taking a twisted delight in the knowledge that they couldn’t possibly hope to escape her paws. “Do you really think you can escape from me? That’s just precious. Maybe you should ask your friends over here how that turned out for them.” She raised her paw over them, revealing the first group of micros still plastered to her sole. She wiggled her toes teasingly, shaking loose a few of the stuck micros, who fell down into the fleeing swarm. They had no time to enjoy their newfound, freedom, however, as the giant kitty paw once again descended mercilessly upon them, trapping them again together with some of their companions.
The rest of the micros kept on running, heading off towards a small crack in the kitchen wall. Aretha slowly chased after them, carefully placing her paws down on the tail end of the group so that only the slowest would be caught under her toes, then letting the rest of them get a slight lead before taking the next step, and the next, and the next, until only four micros remained in the running, just one foot away from their escape. Before they could get any further, however, Aretha’s paw slammed down in front of them, the impact knocking them all down to the ground.
“Are you all really so stupid you thought I would let you go? I suppose that’s just to be expected from people with brains smaller than a grain of rice. Well, sorry to disappoint, but your great escape ends here. Time for you to join your friends~!” She said, raising her foot back up before bringing it back down with a mighty STOMP!
Her tail waving triumphantly, Aretha took a moment to grind both of her paws against the floor, enjoying the texture of having micros stuck to her soles. She looked around the kitchen, inspecting every surface for any micros she might have missed. Seeing she had gotten them all, she gave a satisfied nod and walked over to her fridge to grab a snack. She still hadn’t decided what to do with all these micros, but she was in no hurry to do so. Until then, she could think of no better spot to keep them as she planned their fate than right beneath her paws.
Just a quick story about a catgirl playfully stomping on some pesky micros who found her in a bad mood.
“Oh, are you kidding me?” Aretha exclaimed as she looked down to see a small group of ant-sized micros on the kitchen floor, swarming around a dropped potato chip. “I just got done dealing with the assholes at work and now I have to deal with you guys coming into my kitchen and stealing my food? I thought I got rid of you all weeks ago; do I have to go through all that again? Well, screw being ‘humane’ to you this time; I’m going to make sure you learn not to come into my house ever again.”
The calico raised her paw over the group, revealing her pretty pink paw pads. Down on the ground, the micros entered into a panic, scrambling this way and that as fast as their measly legs could carry them, a pace which much too slow to avoid the upset kitty’s descending paw. A single step sufficed to pin most of the micros underfoot, with the few remaining stragglers all running towards the kitchen. Aretha simply slid her foot forward with her toes curled upwards, then lowered her digits onto the fleeing micros, relishing in the feeling of them trying to escape from under padded toes. A scrunch of her foot proved enough to put an end to their struggles.
Leaning against the wall, Aretha grabbed her leg and brought her foot up for inspection. The intruders were all firmly stuck to her sole, most of them lying still with only a couple showing any movement. “That looks like a good spot to keep you all for now. I’ll deal with you properly once I have a chance to relax.”
Satisfied with her work, Aretha headed into the kitchen for a quick snack, only to find another swarm of micros on the floor. “For crying out loud, there’s more of you? Seriously!?” Aretha marched up to the second group of micros, setting her paws down to either side of it, her toes towering over them. Her approach sent the micros running about madly, trying to escape the massive catgirl’s wrath. “That’s right; run as fast as you can. It just wouldn’t be any fun without a chase, after all.”
The calico delighted in seeing the micros run from her, taking a twisted delight in the knowledge that they couldn’t possibly hope to escape her paws. “Do you really think you can escape from me? That’s just precious. Maybe you should ask your friends over here how that turned out for them.” She raised her paw over them, revealing the first group of micros still plastered to her sole. She wiggled her toes teasingly, shaking loose a few of the stuck micros, who fell down into the fleeing swarm. They had no time to enjoy their newfound, freedom, however, as the giant kitty paw once again descended mercilessly upon them, trapping them again together with some of their companions.
The rest of the micros kept on running, heading off towards a small crack in the kitchen wall. Aretha slowly chased after them, carefully placing her paws down on the tail end of the group so that only the slowest would be caught under her toes, then letting the rest of them get a slight lead before taking the next step, and the next, and the next, until only four micros remained in the running, just one foot away from their escape. Before they could get any further, however, Aretha’s paw slammed down in front of them, the impact knocking them all down to the ground.
“Are you all really so stupid you thought I would let you go? I suppose that’s just to be expected from people with brains smaller than a grain of rice. Well, sorry to disappoint, but your great escape ends here. Time for you to join your friends~!” She said, raising her foot back up before bringing it back down with a mighty STOMP!
Her tail waving triumphantly, Aretha took a moment to grind both of her paws against the floor, enjoying the texture of having micros stuck to her soles. She looked around the kitchen, inspecting every surface for any micros she might have missed. Seeing she had gotten them all, she gave a satisfied nod and walked over to her fridge to grab a snack. She still hadn’t decided what to do with all these micros, but she was in no hurry to do so. Until then, she could think of no better spot to keep them as she planned their fate than right beneath her paws.
Category Story / Macro / Micro
Species Housecat
Gender Female
Size 120 x 120px
File Size 84.2 kB
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