title: Social Media aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Abatabat] id: [48789833] date: 星期四, 八月 25日 2022, 12:50:27 凌晨 modified: 星期六, 九月 10日 2022, 7:00:30 晚上

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Social Media

Author: Abatabat Source: Social Media

Pichu saw Stecca on some social media and decided to try it out for herself. She doesn't take kindly to perverts... or is this actually too much, even for Pichu?

Name: Pichu Rose

Pichu types away on her phone, filling in the biography for her social media page. She saw Stecca had used it, and wanted to see why it was so fun!

Age: 21

She wonders why some of these boxes were here, why did they need to know how old she was? Finally, she has finished, clicking the button next to the text "Click this to verify you are not a robot." Then, she looks around a bit. She decides to post about herself, to try and meet some new people! A few minutes of extensive typing later, and she hits post. She scrolls for a few minutes, getting bored after not seeing enough cat videos, and decides to take a bath.

A scruffy 30 year old is scrolling along his favorite site, looking for something interesting, maybe something to jerk off to. Just one cum, and then he sleeps. He's got work in the morning, can't stay up all night like yesterday. Suddenly, he sees the perfect post! It's some description of a character, but he doesn't care at all. All he cares about is the extensively detailed description, starting from her shoulder-length hair, delicious curves, and her plump... paws? Well he isn't a furry, but it's hot enough anyways, it's just his type! He taps the little comment bubble and types up exactly what he is thinking, "WOW, I wish this girl would dominate me, sit on my face, and fart in my mouth." This is enough to bring him to completion as he sleeps, dreaming of this fictional girl named "Pichu"

Finally done with her relaxing scrub in the tub, she opens the door. "What's that?" She rushes into her room, seeing her phone vibrating like a madman, firing off notification noises like gunshots. "What the heck?" She picks up her phone, barely holding onto it as she reads the notifications.

MacroLover69 replied: "Damn, I wish you could tower over me with your big tits... 🤤"

AveragePawSlut replied: "Paws? That's kinda hot"

WeirdoDreamer replied: "I wish you were real, I'd let you crush me 🥵"

RandomGamer replied: "Wanna play Video games with me? I'd love for you to be my E-Girl <3"

WantsToHookUpWithYou replied: "You single?"

BIG_SHOT replied: "HELLO [VALUED CONSUMER] WOULD YOU LIKE TO BUY YOUR [LOVER] A GRAND GIFT FOR [LOW LOW DOWNPAYMENT OF $4.99] NOW'S YOUR CHANCE TO BE A [BIG SHOT]"

checkprofileforFREE replied: "Congratulations! You've been entered into a [Social Media Site] raffle and won a million dollars, click the LINK BELOW to claim your prize!"

shitposter replied: "TIG BITTIES"

PlsDOMINATEME replied: "Wow, so pretty, can I get some of that portalussy? 🥴 "

Pichu had read more than enough, she doesn't even know what a 'portalussy' is! She decided there's no way she's gonna let this slide, and wants to see the real people behind these comments. She uses a portal to grab a shiny red crystal, and then she begins to focus her power. She wants... all the the weird people... to come here! Suddenly, Pichu's eyes are filled with a white flash, and a second later, she sees a bunch of little people scattered around her bedroom. "These are all the weirdos who were being creepy on my post, huh? I sure hope you aren't all as rude and perverted as I think you are, or all of you are in for some punishment!"

Glancing down at her boots, she sees a small group trying to climb them. In disgust, she shakes first the left, and then the right, and most of them lay a few feet away, bruised and battered. Unaware of one of them under her boot, she only notices when she feels the squelch of tread against flesh. She stumbles backwards, landing on her bed, where several people lie. When she finally stands back up, the two that were under her relatively massive ass had been fighting for their lives. They pant and wheeze, catching their breath.

"You really are a bunch of perverts, aren't you?!" Without hesitation, she scoops up two inch tall individuals, one in each hand. "Well, try and perv on someone else next time!" With a thundering clap of her hands, the two micros had become one sloppy smear. Pichu wipes it off on her jeans, setting her eyes on another group, the only group left, according to her knowledge. They try to run, but Pichu is faster. She easily steps over the doubly small group, and gently asks them, "Could you four cuties please climb onto my hand?~" Almost hypnotically, or perhaps out of fear of what may happen, each climbs onto her platform sized hand. She raises it up to her eye level, getting a good look at all of them. "Hm, you guy's will enjoy this, for a bit atleast!" With her free hand, she holds open her jeans and panties, and drops all of them inside...

Pichu didn't even feel their squirms against her dick, balls, or pussy anymore. After only a minute or so, she was satisfied they'd been shrunk to dust, doomed to die or live a long life in her musky depths...

After that experience, Pichu noticed the two left on her bed, never noticing the third who had hidden, or escaped. "Wow, you guys must've loved my ass, huh? Well I guess that's where you'd want to be, so you won't get it." As they see Pichu leaning down over her own bed, they struggle to get up and hobble away, as Pichu slams her hand down on top of both. "No running, that's against the rules~"

Still holding the two in place, she leans even closer, slipping her mouth around the left one. He screams for anyone, anything to save him... But Pichu closes her mouth and bites down, instantly shattering the man's skull. The other, not even held down, is frozen due to shock. Trembling, he falls onto his damaged back. "Thought you guys were supposed to like this kind of stuff, a shame I guess~" Dangling the remaining tiny by his leg, she drops him straight down. Sliding down the waterslide that is Pichu's tongue, she barely has time to swallow before realizing all the fun was done really quick. Out of the corner of her eye, she spies her phone, still ringing off notifications. She pulls off her boots, setting them by her door...

"If I can get one thing before I die, PLEASE let me smell this bitch's paws. Please, whoever is watching over me, allow me this." These are the words that had been running through a certain furry who went by AveragePawSlut on the social media this all began on. He was, frankly, terrified of her and what she could do if she SAW him. He wasn't even being perverted, but all he could care about is paws right now. He finally made it to his destination, the Giant Fucking Boot. He stepped inside, eyes wide with the stadium sized hole he'd entered. Every step he made towards that sweaty insole, it only seemed further away... But the stench was still getting stronger. By the time he realized he'd been shrinking, it was too late. The lip of the boot he mindlessly stepped over towered over him, and kept GROWING!

Odin scrolled through a new social media app he found on the app store of his IFurry 2. The thing barely works, but he's figured out the touch screen and manages to work with it. Mostly, he's just bored and wants to try and learn modern trends to connect with people more. Cat video here, 5 minute crafts there, but nothing all that interesting to him. But then, he gets confused seeing something... familiar? He's seen these things before, these bright red boots... this is a friend he once visited! He is inspecting the profile of his mostly-human old friend, but suddenly he is blinded by a bright flash.

Pichu picks up the ruby she'd dropped before. She pockets it this time, before compressing her power inside. She's pretty hungry now, but she's got a half burger or three waiting in the fridge. She has other needs to tend to as well, maybe these little perverts can help... She could do with some slaves, although none of them last very long... Suddenly, there is another bright explosion of power.

Big. Monolithic pieces of dark wood soar over his head, drenching his body in a shadow. He can see some reflecting lights on all sides, although the walls of light feel like they are a mile away. His eyes finally adjusting to the abrupt darkness, he notices several others picking themselves up. Where are we? I was just scrolling social media and saw Pichu, and then I passed out? From behind, he hears someone. "What the hell? What is this place?"

Pichu goes to sit down on her bed, still not used to these dizzying flashes of light. The tinies scattered on that end of the bed covers don't even see it coming. Her butt descends like a meteor, impacting the sheets. Sssquelch. Well that didn't sound good. She lifts up her ass and sees red as she rubs her eyes. "Ugh. They're like ants or something..." Well I'm not gonna be sitting around waiting for them to be better people, I want some fun too! Her jeans are unbuttoned, her shirt slowly slid off of her sweaty form. She drops both into a pile, noting the (un)lucky bugs who'd been smothered by the dirty clothes, and not caring in the slightest. Next to go is her bra, one side at a time, before it flutters down, as elegantly as a rock. Her panties, wet with juices and sweat, finally release her dick from the tight prison. Her vagina, hidden beneath her taint, is dripping to the soaking spot on the mattress. Her panties are the cherry on top of the pile, a goal for these insects to climb to. "Good luck climbing, mites."

For every couple steps in my dash, the large feline behind me easily gets closer. It's not even visibly straining, casually approaching the group who had stuck together through the grasses and leaves. A few stragglers try and break off, but they are easily swatted by a massive paw, the one attached to the stray cat. The group out here can be considered lucky, but there just happened to be a stray pet wandering around, looking for a snack. The only remainders of the small group start to slow down, to try and catch their breath. But it's futile, the cat had snapped them up in only a few bites, throwing back her head, sending these varied individuals with families back home(most of the time), to an early grave. Well, some of them enjoyed it.

"Well, you've got a choice. Service my balls or die under them." Pichu's voice booms loud and clear, and the four or five pencil lead sized people got to work. They walked up to the balls each the size of a football field, dwarfing the statue of liberty, as long as several blue whales. The point is, it's almost too big to even comprehend. They look like massive balloons of flesh, but the tiny group knows they are full of oceans of semen. Immediately getting to business, each tries their best to massage, lick, and fondle the balls easily capable of crushing a city block. Clearly Pichu is enjoying it, as her blimp of a dick rockets up into the air. It'd cut through the clouds, if the tiny people on her table weren't the ones out of place. Clearly she was edging herself at this point, each throb sending vibrations into the table below their feet. But, she never cums. In a really sarcastic voice, Pichu lifts her genitals from the table and says, "Well, looks like you guys couldn't cut it, I'm gonna have to let y'all go." Her balls drop to the table once more, but this time there was a couple of ant sized targets to hit. Well, now they're not really targets, just stains.

Pulling out her phone, she can still feel the mess she's made. Her balls are pretty soaked in sweat, and if she moved her rug would get all bloody. Luckily she's got a solution, and she opens the TF app on her phone. She searches for objects and lower life forms to transform, and spots a small group she failed to notice on the other end of the table. "Perfect!" A few taps later, and she's wiping off her balls with a napkin filled with the souls of a dozen "lower life forms." Tossing the bloody, sweat stained piece of garbage to the trash, she decides to look around and see if any groups might've escaped.

Odin and the fellow survivors had been trying to make it to the door with little success. The door, further than the table behind them, loomed far out of reach, and they could only hope that the menacing giantess who'd been cruelly murdering the masses of others wouldn't notice them. But, she is glancing around now. She steps around her bed, looking at the crack between the mattress and the wall, and even crouching to see beneath the table. She stands up to open the door, and feels something wet under her paw. She turns her head and sees a group, what luck! But they're looking at her paw, what weirdos... She'd hoped at least some of these people might be innocent. Well, it's not a big deal. She wraps her fingers around the survivors and stands up.

"I wasn't even being a pervert, I promise!" Odin screams at the top of his lungs past the breasts and hair of his captor, and gets zero response in return. Well, shit. He settles to trying to keep his balance, but can't even get that, just choosing to lay down. What's she gonna do with us, anyways? Can't be worse than the guys on the table... well it could be, but I'd already jinxed it. Shit. Pichu spots her boot, and turns, her intentions clear. But, something made Pichu trip. Luckily she caught herself, but now half of her handheld troop had been crushed underneath of her breasts. "Such a waste of the last group..." Odin's last view was of the descending moon sized piece of pale flesh, crunching him into a fine paste, bones and all.

Dropping the last of the nanos into her boot, she pulls them on, just wanting to forget about those stupid comments on that stupid social media. Stupid, isn't it. She's hungry, anyways.

A shadowy figure watches from a corner, satisfied with these developments. Her plan is coming to fruition...

She can manipulate Pichu.