Mistress Marie arrives home and lets out a sigh. Once again her tiny little slaves have escaped from their enclosure and are all over the room. This is the last straw. As much as she enjoys being worshipped as a giant Goddess, she's had enough of their misbehavior. They need to be punished. Towering over their tiny little bodies, Marie tours the room. She casually tramples several tinies under her heels before losing the shoes and crushing the rest with her nylon soles. She relishes the feeling of them crunching beneath her weight, laughing as she grinds them into the floor. This is so much fun, why didn't she do this sooner? When the few remaining tinies try to escape, it just adds to Marie's enjoyment. If only they had behaved, she wouldn't have to wipe them out like bugs. Hovering a nylon foot over several micro-guys, she teases their demise before flattening them into the floor. With one last tiny remaining, Marie ponders letting him live as a warning to her future tinies. Placing her nylon toes on top of him she tells him he has one shot at survival; worship her foot and convince her to spare his pathetic life. She gives him a minute, but is only mildly impressed. He did his best, but he's just too small and useless. Marie lifts her foot and stomps him into nothing. Checking her sole to inspect the damage, she makes her exit. Now she has to “acquire” a fresh batch of tinies... The End