Julie let out a sigh as she shut the door to her home, locking it up tight before taking off her boots. She set them aside, happy to have her feet free from their confines as she flipped on the light switch. It was a long day, she was incredibly sore after having spent most of it practicing at the precinct's outdoor range in the heat and running an obstacle course to show some of the new recruits how it was done. All-in-all, she was ready for some well deserved sleep. Food was taken care of on the way home, so now it was simply time for her to head in - brush her teeth - and fall into her own bed.
She hung up her red jacket and made her way to the bedroom, then she took her pistol off of her belt and set it on her nightstand along with the badge she wore around her neck. On her way to the bathroom, she stepped out of her pants and tossed her shirt over to the bed nearby. All she had on now, was her black bra and underwear. Brushing didn't take long, though she was a bit too tired to think about getting a shower for the night. Sleep first, shower later...
As she stepped out of her bathroom, though, her eyes caught a glimpse of something blue scurrying across the floor...
"What have we here? A break-in?" Julie said slyly as she approached the tiny man on the ground. "Oh, you're JUST what I needed tonight. I hope you didn't have any plans, little bug."
Before he could run away, she plucked him up by his hair and retrieved her phone from the pocket of her discarded pair of pants. She sat down, dropped him between her feet, and leaned back to start looking through her phone. Without thinking much of it, she slid her left foot over the little one and pinned him down so that she could feel him squirm while she unwound for the day. She knew her feet probably smelled like death, but that wasn't her problem at all.
Mathew had just revived in her room a few hours prior and was trying to orient himself to his new landscape. Before he knew it, he was roughly ripped from the ground and thrown back to the floor on his back. [REDACTED] immediately as he looked up to the woman who now had him, for the split second before his view was obscured by her sole. Pleasure began to pulse through him as her grimy, sweaty skin pressed down on his body. He writhed, licking and squirming as much as he could beneath her. The humidity was taking a lot out of him, but he persevered until she began to tap her foot on him...
*Tap*
*Tap*
*Tap*
He lifted with every other tap of her foot, falling to the floor before she began to grind her sole down onto him. All while idly going through her e-mails, making sure she didn't miss any important updates from the police chief, and checking her Twitter feeds. She hummed to herself, unwittingly bringing Mat closer and closer to climax. She could feel his [REDACTED] running along her skin, but it didn't register as something strange to be noted as she relaxed. Seconds turned to minutes as she toyed with him, then - she felt it. A small spurt of liquid from his quivering, quaking body graced her sole. It took her out of her nightly trance as she realized she probably should be getting some rest now.
Did he break?
She slid her foot off of him and stood up, tossing her phone over to the bed nearby before looking down to him as he quivered. His [REDACTED]. He was enjoying this! The little fucking bug was enjoying what she did to him. With a sly smirk, she lifted her left foot up in the air over him and flexed her toes.
"Pathetic." She said sternly.
Then, with a swift stomp, she smashed the little bug into the floor. A splatter of red jetted up from her toes as his body burst beneath the ball of her foot. The sensation of his form collapsing beneath her was beautiful, it sent a chill up her spine as his death turned out to be a beautiful end to her day. Instead of twisting him down, as she normally would have, she simply walked over to her bed and slid under the sheets. She set her phone next to her gun on the end-table and smiled contentedly, letting her foot peek out from the sheets as a warning to any other tinies that might get into her home. As his blood drained down her sole, her mind trailed back to her job.
Maybe it was time to open up that cold case from a few years back? A child that was murdered. Their family deserves closure... Solve the case with this bug's carcass underfoot? Sounds like a plan...