*Custom Request We open in the bedroom of the Goddess. Half a dozen micro-men lie tied-down to the floor, unable to move. In the distance the door opens and Giantess Drea enters, looking for her sacrifices. She tours the room, looking down at the floor for her tiny offerings. It takes her a minute, almost crushing them beneath her heel, but she eventually finds them. Crouching down, Drea surveys them closely with her big beautiful eyes. It's about time these micro-people serve her some decent offerings. She is after all their Goddess. Grinning down on her trapped tinies, she ponders what she should do with them. They look so cute and helpless. She'd love to keep them as pets, but crushing them is the only way to keep the other tinies in line. And she has to maintain order. Drea picks one up, tearing him from his binds and eyeing him closely before devouring him whole. She's a little underwhelmed; he wasn't as tasty as previous tinies. Maybe it's best she just stomps the rest of them out of existence. Standing up, she hovers her gigantic foot over the doomed micro-guys. She teases their inevitable demise at length, loving the power she wields over them. One by one they get flattened by her nylon soles. She relishes the feeling of them crunching beneath her foot. With the last tiny crushed into nothing, Drea lets out a sigh of satisfaction. The Goddess walks away, satisfied for now.