title: Head-Master Sparky aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Arnavon] id: [12680625, 12680759] date: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:48:43 上午 modified: 星期三, 八月 31日 2022, 3:29:03 下午

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Head-Master Sparky

Author: Arnavon Source: Head-Master Sparky [Sparky Roleplay], Head-Master Sparky II [Sparky Roleplay]

Part 1

Sparky slowly opens his eyes, being gently awakened by the sunlight filtering through the window of his apartment...he slowly sits up, sighing and rubbing an eye, still quite groggy of course, his hair all messy for the sleep...but after the initial sleepyness he suddenly remembers what day is today! he managed to buy out the entire micro school! thinking about all the fun he'll have from now on wakes the chu up right away as he throws the cover out of the way and slams his bare feet against the floor as he stands up, barely dressed, really as all he's wearing is a tight pair of black briefs!

The neat little apartment that'd been built onto the school was rather cosy and perfect for a single person to live in as comfortable as could be. Since that part of the building was new, it was only natural that a few dozen of the tiny, captive students had decided to go exploring the new territory. They littered the floor and some were bold and adventurous enough to climb their way up onto table and counter tops both to scavenge for any bits of crumb they might find, and to get a great view of the new place. Of course, most of them knew they'd be in trouble if they didn't arrive to their classes in the morning, but some stayed behind both in an effort to not be found, and to continue rummaging the room. As the new head-master's feet WHUMP-THUMPED the ground, they framed a tiny duo of children.. a little kitten and a yellow frog boy, who staggered off their feet from the heavy rumble and gaped upward at the god-like chu rising high above them, musky paws either side of them.. they were glued in place in slack-jawed awe.

Sparky stretches out, grunting a bit as he tries to wave away the last bits of sleepyness that are trying to claim him back to bed...despite being sleepy though, he blinks softly, noticing something on the floor of his living room...two moving little specks! with a grin the giant pikachu boy murrrs, trying to act as if he didn't see the two. “Mmh, what a good day...my first day as the school owner, hehe! I really hope no student snuck in my apartment, that’s got to be dangerous!” as he talks he shifts his feet, lifting one of them before humping the ball of it down against the floor, in a way that it slams behind the two while the rest of his thick, fleshy sole and his heel stand above them* poor kids, they're so tiny! if they snuck here I might hurt one without even noticing!

The two tiny bug babes not far off from where Sparky had stood up at the side of his bed would remain glued to the floor in shock, unable to will themselves into action in time to get away as those colossal footpaws THOOM-THUMP their way closer, causing the floor to quake violently enough to knock both kitten and froggy flat against the floor in time to watch their sky enveloped by wrinkly, pink pawsole. A chorus of tiny squeaks erupted as the two recoiled ad flinched watching it descend suddenly, THOOMing down just behind them so that the meaty, hammer-like heel remained poised to pound down on them. In desperation the weensy kitten babe squeaked up. “DOWN HERE!!! HELP HEAD-MASTER SPARKY!!!” he cried quickly.

Sparky can hear those tiny squeaks, even if faintly and he shivers softly, murrrring in pleasure at the power he has on the tiny beings, teasing them by slowly lowering the gigantic heel toward them before lifting it up again, chuckling softly* oh well, I better get some breakfast, wouldn't want to be late on my first day! *as he proclaims those words he simply rests his heel down with a thump...to the poor micro kids it's like a huge meteor of thick flesh coming down on them rumbling loudly, before THOOMING powerfully against the floor, smearing their tiny bodies into red splotches against the dirty flesh. “Mrrr...stupid little shits…” the giant giggles cruelly before walking toward the kitchen not paying mind to those microscopic red dots underneath his heel.

“Their little hearts thump in unison as they watch with held breath and wide eyes that heavy heel slooowly descend, causing them to once again recoil helplessly, unable to get out of the way in time.. only able to watch and pray it doesn't come down. To their relief, it lifts bringing them to sigh softly and remember to breathe again. When it once more began to drop, this time faster it was accompanied by a softly uttered "Yiiiiiii!!!" Before the both of them were squelched under the beefy pad of his heel. When he thunder off towards the kitchen for breakfast, he found another three bug babes, a mouse girl and twin bunny babes on the counter picking up a crumb of cake Sparky had sliced himself last night in celebration of his recent purchase. The school would generate enough revenue with the bug kids that were graduated and sold off that he wouldn't need to do much more than enjoy himself now. They froze in place much as the other two floor-bugs, unable to take their eyes from the pika-god.

Sparky looks down at the table smirking as he notices the little kids snacking on a crumb, to them a huge feast...he thinks to himself he should probably try having cake and micros sometime! but for now it's breakfast time and, knowing the kids won't be able to escape quickly, he acts as if he didn't notice them, taking out a bowl and a spoon...he thooms both of them close to where the micros stay, letting them see how another crumb is flattened easily under the bottom of the bowl...then the giant godly chu walks to the fridge, taking out a carton of milk and then reaching for a box of cheerio cereals, licking over his lips eagerly* nothing better than good old milk and cereals to start the day!

The tiny trio of buglettes would stare for a little while longer, utterly uninterested in the crumb of cake they'd previously been dining on for breakfast as the colossal chu THUNKed a plaster bowl down nearly on-top of them just inches away. As it came down they watched with a look of startled horror as the bottom of the bowl squashed a crumb of cake with ease, causing a shiver to collectively roll down their tiny spines. They remained as quiet as they could be, slowly crawling around to the opposite-side of the bowl from their head-master in an attempt to hide behind it and sneak past unnoticed and unharmed as he went about preparing himself breakfast.

Sparky knows exactly where the little trio of bugs is the entire time as he tips the cereal box so that the cheerios pour inside the bowl, thunking loudly inside to the tiny micros...when the giant tips the carton of milk he fills the bowl watching the cheerios come up to float like little islands in a tiny sea of milk...as he does so he purposely lets a few drops of milk spill out of the carton, one of wich comes down right onto the tiny girl with a loud explosion-like splash of white fluid, trapping the poor one in a thick puddle!

The three tremble as they press themselves to the cold outer-wall of the bowl, feeling the vibration of the cereal bits THACKing in a water-fall into the towering dish noisily. Trying their very best not to make a peep for now until their Head-Master had left, their attempts were thwarted by a simple drop of milk that splashed out of the bowl and landed squarely on the little mouse girl. She yelped squeakily as she's knocked breathlessly to the floor by it's dissent and stuck in place, floundering about helplessly while the other two bug babes scramble over to try and help her out.

Sparky chuckles softly at the pathetic scene. “Whoops, looks like I dropped some milk, how could I be so clumsy?” the giant slowly lovers a thick finger down toward the single drop of milk...his finger obviously reaches the girl before the twins do and they can get to watch the horrible show of the poor mousie girl being smothered underneath that thick pink fingerpad as sparky wipes the floor clean with it, the lil girl getting stuck to the now milk-soaked finger, bringing it up toward his face...his mouth opens and the finger is shoved in...the pokeboy simply slurps it clean as he pulls it out, no more milk and no more girl, smiling at the wiggly feeling on his tongue...before he simply tilts his head back, swallowing down the girl with a purposefully loud and wet GLURP.

The two twin bunny babes can only watch in horror, paralyzed by disbelief as that towering finger lowers itself down. The poor mouse girl squeaks again before she feels herself smothered under the moist, meaty pad, squashed against the table a moment despite her squirming. As she's lifted up like a tiny crumb, she offers a tiny little scream again before the pika-boy's lips before they part to sliide her in along with the finger. Her tiny cries for mercy are smothered in an instant past his lips.. and soon the poor bug bunnies below watched their young friend disappear in a lump down their head-master's fuzzy throat in one a thick, powerful GLK!. With that, the two were sent into a panic and, much like frightened ants, the bunny babes began to squeak and scramble like mad to try and get somewhere they can hide on the counter; not wanting to become a crumb for the godly chu.

Being out in the open on a totally flat table doesn't help the poor twins hiding...sparky licks over his lips, murrring softly. “Awww...don't run…” he says deciding to blow up his act, THUNKING the steel spoon right on the little bunny babe’s path. “...Why don't you accept your fate, uh? You're on my floor as I'm having breakfast… As micros you should be part of it, don't you think?” the giant chu-god murrrs as he tips the spoon on a side, slowly moving it along the surface of the table, so that it can bump into the poor babes who find themselves toppled into the huge valley of steel against their will. “Look at yourself, not even crumbs on the spoon of this giant…” the pikachu murrrs lifting the spoon up and above the ocean of milk in the bowl. “Any last words before you fall in my breakfast?”

The two are once more paralyzed by indecision, snapped from their frightened stupor as that immense, metal spoon THACKS down in front of them, blocking their previous path and causing one of the little babes to smack head-first against it before flopping back in a daze. With a gentle groan he tries to get up just around the time he and his brother are scooped up into the shallow bowl of the colossal, cold spoon. They screamed in unison as they're hefted up over the lake-sized bowl of cereal and stare up at their pika-lord pleadingly. “O- oh please please don't eat us!!” one yelped before the dazed boy from earlier regains his wits enough to plead as well. “W- we can serve you!! W- we learned so much in class!! P- please just this once?!!”

Sparky chuckles and shakes his head. “Now, don't try to trick your teacher and god, bugs… If you wanted to really serve me you would've come out from the start...that's not how a good micro behaves, so...I'm afraid you'll have to take your punishment…” Sparky thinks of how sooner or later he'll find a micro who'll win his heart...but not these two twins...he simply tilts his spoon to a side, letting the tiny ones slide down along the smooth surface of steel, before falling down right into that huge ocean of white fluid, with tiny splashes, surrounded by huge floating islands of cereals...sparky smirks softly, watching the scene. “Mmh, this reminds me of a movie! no good ending this time though…” Sparky lowers the spoon down into the milk, so that he can gather gallons of milk and the huge cereal islands, purposely missing the tiny bugs before lifting the spoon up, huge waterfalls of milk raining upon the kids as the monster of steel leaves the bowl to be shoved inside sparky's mouth, who pulls it out clean and starts chewing with loud crunchings… GNASH, CHEW, SMACK… he even opens his mouth to show how the food is reduced to mush.

With a sharp squeak the two PLOP-THOP into the freezing-cold milk and flounder about uselessly. The two splash about as the bowl is carried to a table for him to have his breakfast, trying to scramble to one of the floating loops of cereal for safety. They cling onto a crunchy piece for dear life as if it could do anything to save them and watched quietly as a single spoonful of food and milk was hoisted high overhead.. the simple act was impressive for the little bug babes. They squeaked and cried, cringing at the way the food mashes and crackles in the chu’s teeth, causing their little hearts to beat even faster when they get a good look at the gooey paste he chewed it into tauntingly. One of them starts to cry, the other starting to slip from the cereal ring he was clinging to as the portion became soggy and broke off.. sending him below the surface of milk again. “Ack!!!”

Sparky mrrrrs softly, making a good show of how he swallows down the chewed mouthful of food, showing his neck very well and then… GLURP… a lump slips down his throat, showing them his fate, which seems to be coming to get them as sparky smacks his lips a couple of times before lowering his spoon again...this time letting it sink in a way that the milk gathers on it, dragging both twins on the huge container of steel… being lifted up along with gallons of milk and entire islands of soggy cereals, being brought toward those lips which part, letting the very smelly and hot breath of the giant wash over them… the spoon then is brought inside the cavern of flesh and teeth, closing around them and being spilled onto that thick, fleshy tongue… then their god starts to chew all around them… CRUNCH, CRUNCH, CRUNCH… the huge cheerios are reduced to mushy unrecognizable piles while they're sloshed around in thick waves of drool, skillfully kept away from the teeth as the chuboy wants to feel them alive going down...being mixed in a mountain of disgusting mush, a smelly mix of chewed cereals, drool and milk, the huge tongue lifts up, pushing mush and wiggly twins down into that dark abyss of a throat...they're enveloped in flesh and then a loud GLURP resounds all around them… no more than a lump of food going down Sparky's esophagus now.

The tiny twins can't help themselves any more than their little mouse friend was able to. Both of them end up flooding under a current of milk onto the immense, shallow divot of the metal spoon before it scoops upward into the air. The babe that'd been drowning moments ago was coughing and choking up lungfuls of milk while his brother offered a tiny scream of dismay. Both of them could do little but watch as their ride ended with a CLACK of teeth against the spoon behind them, sloowly scraping the metal dish out from under them so that they tumble onto the moist, fleshy tongue. Squirming and crying in dismay, they hear every loud, juicy SQUELCH~CRUNCH~SMACK of Sparky’s food being ground to mush around them.. and while they waited for their turn, it would never actually come. They instead were soon smothered under piles of sticky, saliva-soaked goop of cheerio and milk, forced to choke down the chewed up food as they struggled in the dark cavern of his maw just before feeling themselves plummet. They wouldn't even be able to scream past the lump of stucky cereal pulp as the entire mouthful was swallowed in one, deafening GLP!! They squeaked and squealed in dismay as they sloowly slithered down the chu’s throat towards the dark pit of his stomach.. where they'd be digested just like the poor girl did.

Sparky sighs softly as he finishes off his milk, before standing up and giving his belly a couple pats. “Will be fun finding their tiny bones in my next shit! god, I love little kids…” he chuckles before murring and going back into his room to get dressed...once he put on his teacher attire, leaving himself barefoot though, the pikaboy opens the door leading to the school hallways...he still has some time before class, so he can check the situation of the school while he's at it!

The halls were quiet, since class was still going on. As his bedroom door opened out into one of the mostly-vacant halls, he found a couple of tiny students, a tiny gecko boy and his friend, a tiny cheetah just by the front door, startled by their head-master’s exit so suddenly and unexpectedly. They both staggered backwards and fell to their tiny rumps as their eyes slooowly scanned upwards from his powerful pika toes up those dress-slacks and formal attire to Sparky’s towering face overhead. Within a few seconds, both cheetah and gecko would get up only to lower themselves to their knees and bow down before their looming Head-Master and God.. taking what they've learned from the school. He could see nearly a dozen other tiny students littering the hallway, too tiny to get to class on time. “Down here, God!!” The gecko squeaked.

Sparky smiles softly at the sight of the tiny little micros rushing toward their class, before hearing the squeaky voice coming not too far from where his feet are… noticing the little couple, the chu grins as how they obediently bowed to him and slowly crouches down, casting a titanic shadow over the two pathetic bugs. “Hehe, good morning, tiny students… You wanted something? you shouldn't stay so close to my door, I could've squashed you like the kids who were in my room earlier!”

When they caught Sparky’s attention the tiny duo were lost for words suddenly. While they had called out to him moments before, they now started to wonder if it was such a good idea at all as the chu crouched down impressively over them, still looming like a living mountain of pikaboy over the two. The little cheetah squeaks out in reply, the other tiny children trying to get to the sides of the hall, using his momentary distraction as a means to flee to safety. “Ulp... W- we know!! W- we were just... I- I thought it would be a good idea to greet you o- on your first day of being the Head-Master, God!!.. We hope you have a great first day!!” He cooed, blushing just slightly while the gecko boy beside him continued to go up-and-down in a worshipful fashion.

Sparky grins down to the tiny couple, before chuckling loudly. “Aww, that is very sweet of you, tiny specks! I was thinking about punishing you for being so close to my front door, but I think I'll let that pass, just this once…” he reaches down with his gigantic hand do slowly pet the two with a huge, thick fingerpad, kinda pinning them down against the floor for a moment. “Be nice and worshipful, ok?” he says before standing back up and starting to walk down the hallway, toward the fleeing late micros...his huge feet slam down against the floor, making the ground quake… THOOM THOOM THOOM… Sparky then steps down right in front of them, his doughy undersides squishing against the floor as he does. “No running in the hallways, bugs!”

The two bug babes were overwhelmed with relief when their worship had saved their tiny lives and Sparky’s immense finger reached down to pat-squish them to the floor affectionately; it was better than the alternative by far. His moist, doughy sole swung over the duo's heads as they watched in blushy amazement before coming down behind them. The dozen other tiny buglettes, however, were not quite as eager to see the towering pika, especially as the thump~thud~THOOM of his steps grew and caused the floor to rhythmically quake beneath them. When both powerful pika-paws POUNDED down in front of them, the scattered babes would hear the authority in their Head-Master's voice and knew better than to disobey. A lot of them trembled as they stopped their fleeing and, soon, Sparky had a small cluster of a dozen little children gathered at his godly toes, a tiny cricket boy speaking for the group. “W- we're sorry, Head-Master Sparky!! The halls are just so very big!!”

Sparky churrrs down at the little bugs gathering all together in fear before his feet...he wiggles his thick toes making the ground rumble and quake powerfully, letting the little ones watch how his digits squishy and mold when pressed against the ground. “You should've woke up earlier then, you know I won't allow any latecomers in the classes… How do you expect to serve us if you can't even do something this simple? Maybe I should just get rid of you, like the pests you are, uh?” the giant pokemon murrrs as he lifts his gigantic foot above the tiny group, showing them the doughy, cushy sole of his, covered in a layer of sweat and dust...coincidentally it's the same foot that squished the cat and the frog earlier so they can also see the crushed, mangled remains of their schoolmates plastered against the giant's heel.

The tiny cricket boy that had spoken for the rest of them was quickly silenced by Sparky’s firm disapproval, coming in the form of thunder to their tiny ears. The chu’s proposal to just flatten all of them at once caused a chorus of tiny, fearful squeaking to reach his ears, particularly as those big, beefy, boulderous toes peeled off the floor and swung above their tiny heads. The simple wiggle caused flecks of dust and dirt to rain over them while nearly all little yes strolled down the length of the the chu’s plush pawsole to the heelpad.. seeing the mangled, now filthy remains of the poor frog and kitten that'd been mercilessly mashed to dust against his heel. It caused a few in the group to start crying while the tiny cricket still tried to act as their voice. “N- no!! Please God!! D- Don't squish us!! W- we'll wake up earlier!! W- we won't ever do it again!!!” He pleaded. As the foot loomed one tiny bug babe, a bunny like the two from breakfast had tried to reach up and hug or lick the plush, pink pad so very close.. but so very far from reach “Ooph!!”

Sparky blinks, having noticed how that tiny little bunny tried to reach for his toes almost as if he wanted to worship them...he mmmhs as if he stepped down he would have to squish that little curious bunny and he didn't have time to give attention to the little one for now Mmh, well… since this is first day of school, I'll let you pass just this once… but if I find any of you out of class as latecomers… you're nothing but dirt under my foot, got it?” As if to prove his point he THOOMS his foot down hard, very close to the tiny group. “Now go! tell your assigned teacher that god sparky is giving you a last chance..” the pikachu smiles, eyeing the tiny bunny babe and reminding himself to have the tiny one called to him later… he steps down the hallway, heading for his office and opening the door leading to it, eager to see what's the schedule of his day as head master.

The chu’s words of unexpected forgiveness was welcome to the tiny bugs, all of the kidlings giving a sigh of relief.. well, except for the over-eager bunny-babe still desperate to make himself reach your looming, dust-ridden toes before they THAMP down nearby. Without him even trying or realizing, the cricket kid that had pleaded with Sparky for them fell right under one of his meaty, musky toepads and was mashed to a gooey pulp from the stamp.. a firm reminder to the others what would be in store if they were caught by their Head-Master again. When he strolled into his office, he saw a tiny bear boy had been left on his desk, his tiny hands tied behind his back with a twisty-tie, and a small sticky-note was stuck to the top of his head that said "Tried to escape during toe-licking class", left by one of the teachers next to a warm mug of coffee for the head-master. The bear babe was quiet and clearly looked regretful of his actions, peering up at Sparky beggingly while he went about going over the list of paper-work to sort out.

Sparky didn't even notice the cricket smearing into a splotch under his thick, warm toe...a proof of just how pathetic the kids are if compared to him...once he's sitting at his desk, the pikachu notices the mug of coffee and the micro bear kid right away, smirking as he sets his paperwork aside after a few minutes...he brings his hands together as he looks down at the micro inquisitively. “So...first day and you already got sent here...what do you have to say, bug?” the pikachu awaits the kid's answer, while thinking how fun it'd be to have the little pathetic micro splashing around in his coffee.

The way the coffee was steaming, the poor bear wouldn't last more than a minute at most inside of it, the heat of the towering mug beside him felt keenly like an oven. He flattened those rounded little ears of his down, wiggling uncomfortably since his hands were tied behind his back with a piece of twisty-wire; the kind usually found around bags of bread. For a few seconds he simply didn't have anything to say, trying to ponder how best to respond considering his situation before hanging his head in shame. “I-.. I was scared.. th- the teacher said he was gonna pick one of us at random to smush to show us how worthless we are a-.. and when he crushed my friend I just... I- I lost my cool!” He squeaked softly, his tiny heart pounding in his chest “I was licking really good before that though!! I- I'm really really sorry Head-Master!! I- I'm just.. I'm new!!”

Sparky shakes his head. “It's your destiny to be crushed under our feet, little one, you can't run from it… very few micros die of old age, the rest of you are either smears of red under our soles or little bones in our shit… I'm quite surprised your teacher didn't squish you himself…” the pikachu leans closer with his mouth very close to the tiny bear, before slowly slurping over his lips with his thick, pink tongue with a disgusting squelchy sound. “I'm sure you were licking really well… but I can't forgive every single student who breaks the rules… that'd make me look soft, don't you think, bug?”

When those smooth, black lips lower down, Sparky’s entire muzzle just before him, the tiny boy almost feels like he's going to have a heart attack as he sees the moist, pink tip of his tongue sloowly glaze along the chu’s lips tauntingly in a juicy glide before those words bathed him in warm, stale cereal and coffee breath. The little bear babe shivered visibly at the titan’s taunting and nearly cried, though he held back his tears and nearly sniffled a little, his tiny head lowered in regret and shame, not making eye contact with the gargantuan pika-God. “Ulp.. I-... I know!! M- my parents were squished before I was brought here, I-... I know I'll probably be squished too b- but it's still scary!! P- Please mr. Head Master, Sparky sir!! I-.. h.. how about I lick your toes for you, hm?!! I-.. I love licking toes, really really do!!.. a- and I was told it's your first day as head-master j- just like it's my first day as student.. p- pleeeeeeease?!” He pleaded, his eyes growing just as begging as his squeaky voice.

Sparky mmmmhs, picking up the coffee mug and bringing it to his lips...he takes one small sip, swallowing it down with a wet GLURK, only to tease the bear a little “Mrrr… well, if you do a good job I MAY forgive you… lick at least one of my toes clean and you'll be able to go back…” the pikachu pinches the tiny one between two thick fingerpads, before slowly lowering him down under his desk, letting him drop right in front of his gargantuan toes… he churrrs as he smooshes the doughy undersides against the floor, wiggling them in anticipation. “Go ahead… lick god sparky's feet…”

The tiny bear-babe would snap off an eager nodnodnodnodnodnod to be given even the chance at forgiveness and splays his ears in a sheepish smile. When those meaty fingertips pinch around his sides the boy squeaks, his arms still tied behind his back, his legs kicking about in the air uselessly a moment before he's dropped to the floor beneath Sparky’s desk. He watches as a row of mountainous, plush toepads rolled over and flattened out against the floor with unfathomable weight; causing him to gulp in response. He knew he only had one opportunity to worship these colossal, dusty pads and threw himself under a wiggling toe as they drummed against the floor. His tiny arms restrained behind him, he rolled to his back, bearing the abuse of that plush, padded toe hammering him to the ground a few times.. knocking him senseless and smearing his fur in grime. Even still, the chu felt the tiny kid begin to lick at the meaty flesh, shivering at the bitter, salty taste of glistening toe-sweat.. even suckling a few times at in wet, smacking noises. “Mnnph!!”

Sparky mmmhs softly, pleased to feel that tiny insignificant micro lick at his toes and at last taking his place in the normal state of things… he churrrs softly, curling his thick toes, having fun giving a hard time to the bear kid as he brushes his sweaty fleshy digits against him, forcing him to smell the musk coming off them and soaking his fur in grime and sweat. “Mrrr… good speck… keep it up... “ he grins and sips more on his coffee, while checking his computer and especially the school blog, where teachers and students alike can post their thoughts and pictures… the only little bit of freedom the kids have, which also lets the giant chu know which the cutest victims are or when something fun, or rather, cruel, happens to them… or simply because he loves when micros talk about him!

The tiny bear bug shivered a little at being called a speck.. but knew better than to say anything against it as he continued t drag his tiny tongue against those doughy digits. He felt every powerful flex and scrunch against the ground drag his tiny body with it, squeezing his wiggling little form up into the sweaty wrinkles in his toes until he disappeared in one of the many meaty creases. Despite his squirming, the tiny bug babe did continue to lick the damp, grimy flesh while Sparky browsed the blog. The head-master saw one teacher, Mr. Patterson (a husky fur) had recently posted two pictures. One was of an adorable little raccoon girl, smiling for the camera with a tiny bow in her hair. “Jessica, moments before stomp lessons” The second picture was a close-up of the husky's footpad, with a mangled, gooey body mashed into it deeply, smeared slightly in a streak across his foot with another tag. “Jessica, moments after stomp class.” As Sparky continued to browse, he saw the bunny babe from earlier had a picture of himself with a buck-toothed smile and a tag from one of the teachers. “Arnie, he thinks the new Head-Master has the “bestest” pads in the school.”

Sparky murrrs softly as he keeps enjoying those determined licks, thinking that maybe, after all, he can let this one live… it's good to keep at least the ones who can make a macro feel good, some of them at least! Sparky mrrrs, wiggling his toes and scrunching the poor bear into his crevices, making him feel just how miserable and insignificant he is if compared to him...the picture of the crushed racoon girl makes the chu murrr softly, adding a comment on how he would've loved to feel her tiny body break under his thick soles...when he sees Arnie's pic, he recognizes the tiny bunbabe who tried to worship his feet earlier… he just can't believe how adorable he looks! a kid like this won't last long, as the cuter they are, the better they squish or wiggle when eaten… so he decides to send a private message to all the teachers about not squishing or eating the bunny as he's keeping an eye on him...then he decides to enable the follow feature to get updates on this tiny worshipful bunny who seems to be in love for his feet. Sparky continues browsing the blog for a few more minutes.

The tiny bear bug beneath the pika’s toes was aware Sparky wasn't even acknowledging his existence anymore.. and why should he?? When those meaty toepads squeeze and scrunch against him again and again it makes the poor babe more than a little disoriented and winded. With every powerful flex of those God-sized toes, he feels a new bruise form on his body and his breath once more squeezed out of his tiny lungs. His licking grows fainter and fainter the longer he stays under the colossal chu’s thick, smelly pads.. clearly growing tired. As the head-master followed Arnie's progress he was sent an update on him from Mr. Patterson himself who sent a private message. "Hah! He's in stomp class with me, I was just about to smear the little bug for being late!.. Are you suuure I can't pop him?" The husky's reply came with a quickly taken picture of the little bunny boy, Arnie's face squeezed in against the husky's leathery footpad in worship, unaware of just how close he was coming to being another smudge like Jessica.

Sparky blinks as that update pops up and upon seeing how the husky teacher was just about to squish the little micro babe, he gasps, instinctively scrunching his toes together, which results in the poor bear kid being squeezed between two thick walls of sweaty flesh, his body giving up with a tiny, wet crunch, becoming a lil smear of red inbetween the thick toes of the pikagod… Sparky gasps and sighs a bit, before shaking his head “His fault for trying to escape earlier…” he says to himself, wiggling his toes in pleasure, sending a reply to the teacher. "As much as it'd be sexy to see his body flattened against your feet, please, don't kill him! Keep him alive, I think he shows great potential. I'll follow his actions and decide if he's worthy of being mine <3" he also sends a pic of the smeared bear kid while he's at it, to amuse his fellow teacher and scare any potential escapee, before finishing his coffee and standing up. “Well, time to check the classes!” he picks up his phone in case the blog gets updated about arnie or juicy details about the school in general and gets out of his office.

The little bear boy didn't have much time to react. With one firm flex of those beefy, boulderous toepads the poor babe was squelched in a sickening little SPLICK noise, his body practically popping against Sparky’s pads. When the chu’s terrible toes wiggle they further smear the crunched babe into a juicy pulp, further squashed and mashed as he stand and begin to stomp off again. An update would come back from Mr. Patterson. "Awww, okay then, he's off the hook this time! I sent him on his way to his next class, he's heading to Mrs. Pierce's room for a lecture on the importance of obedience if you go looking for him, watch your step in the halls!" The husky's reply came. Mrs. Pierce, as it would happen, was a rather tall tigress and upon seeing the picture Sparky uploaded of the bear mashed to his toes she sends him a reply. "I was the one that sent Travis to you for punishment, he looks much better as a smudge, haha! I have your little Arnie-bug here with me. Should I give him a good stomping? I'll be gentle~"

Sparky checks his phone as he gets the updates and chuckles softly, glad that his teachers are not letting the lust take control of their actions… he sends a reply to the tigress “Humiliate him as much as you want, but no killing, ok? He belongs to MY soles <3 also, yes, that little bugbear is nothing but grime between my toes, thanks for the fun distraction!" after replying and making sure the tigress won't harm Arnie, the pikachu walks across the hall, trying to decide what class to check first.

When Sparky made it to one of the halls of the school, he still see nearly three dozen tiny stragglers who are trying to make it to class before the final bell rings and they're considered late. It looks almost like little ants  as a lot of them follow each other in small clusters to the various classrooms, well aware their Godly Head-Master was making his way toward them with every growing THOOM that shook the floor beneath them. There was Mr. Patterson's class not far away, giving another stomp lesson.. Mrs. Pierce was just across the hall from him. Soon enough the chu got another blog update on Arnie after giving the tigress the go-ahead to humiliate him. It was a picture of the cute bunny boy, his body pinched between her thumb and index finger.. his tiny ears being used to dig the gunk and grime from between two of her thick, white-furred toes with a little reply that said "Speaking of grime between toes!"

Sparky chuckles at the sight of tiny ant-like kids running across the floor toward their classes and, as he gets the update, he sends a quick reply about how cute and pathetic he looks, distracted enough that he doesn't notice how one of his feet swings above a lil group of unfortunate running kids, who barely have the time to look up at that doughy sole, before it WHUMPS down, annihilating their tiny bodies, converting them into flat, crushed smears as the pikachu keeps walking, deciding to peek into the stomp lesson. He opens the door to the class, smiling to the hushy teacher “Hey bud, how's the lesson going?”

As the pika texted out a little reply, a shrill choir of tiny voices ring out from beneath his next step as a thick, pink sole swung over their little heads. Seven poor bug babes were POUNDED flat almost immediately. One unfortunate bug kid, a squirrel, had his legs squashed flat beneath half of his foot, the other part of him left behind to quiver on the floor as Sparky stepped off, his friends mangled to a pulp around him or stuck to the chu’s mighty sole. When the head-master peeked in on Mr. Patterson, the husky was sitting in a chair in front of a class of nearly a hundred tiny buglings, only tapping one of his footpaws against the ground gently again and again, unaware of his presence at first. “See? You little bugs need to learn to trust us completely.. all it takes is a harder tap, and all your tiny friends are little specks against my sole.” He rumbled, swishing his fluffy, curly tail about behind him, Sparky could see nearly a dozen little buglettes squirming and wiggling briefly each time the tapping paw lifts before his attention turns to the curious chu. “Oh! Head-Master, what a pleasant surprise! Come in, I was just showing these dumb ants how meaningless their lives are. Care to help me out in my demonstration?”

Sparky chuckles softly at the sight of those tiny poor kids being tortured under that tapping footpaw, imagining how humiliating and painful it must be for them to have those thick, smelly, dirty canine pads thumping down on them and threatening to squish them any moment...the pikachu grins once the husky greets him and crouches down beside him, looking down at the pathetic tiny micro kids. “Oh you can call me Sparky, you know I don't like being called like that… unless it's a micro, they're lower beings! tell me how I can help, bud!” the chu murrs softly, wiggling his thick, smelly toes against the floor of the class.

“Oh, I know, but I was more refering to you by that name for the rest of the class, heh~” He responds, still tapping away casually with that footpaw.. each time it came down Sparky heard a tiny series of squeaks suddenly silenced as the dog's dirty, musky footpads squashed down on top of them. When the chu crouched down he coud see that it was actually more than  a dozen children, half of them were just stuck to his sweaty pads like specks of dirt, unable to free themselves. He chuckles a little and turns to the rest of the class, who were sitting on the ground and forced to watch their tiny friends being repeatedly pounded under his smelly foot.. though now a lot of their tiny eyes were turned skyward towards the Head-Master of the school instead.  “You hear that, my little crunchies?? Sparky is absolutely right, you are inferior, lower beings.. that's exactly the point I'm about to make~” The husky stated with a swish of his tail, just before his footpaw came down again in a THAP. This time instead of lifting his foot for another soft stomp, he presses down hard and steamrolls his weight forward, causing a series of muffled screaming and juicy popping to echo under his dirty footpads as it steamrolled forward, causing his toes to splay a little; he shivered in delight. “Wuff!!.. Tell you what, why don't you pick out the cutest student in my class and make an example of how little their lives matter~”

Sparky can't help but enjoy the show with a faint blush over his face, watching how those tiny beings are being humiliated, tortured...and ultimately how they are crushed, letting out a bit of a moan as he watches that canine, thick paw thumping down on their tiny little bodies, hearing those tiny little pops and crunches...they're dead now, no more than crushed bugs! with a smile, the pikachu scritches behind one of the husky's ears* hehe, you're too nice! but since you gave me this offer, I can't refuse it now, can I ? he looks down at the class, before slowly walking toward them, letting his feet THOOM powerfully against the ground, his thick toes splaying each time he takes a step, until he's right in front of them...mrrring softly, looking over his tiny little students while he thinks about who to pick mmmh…

Mr. Patterson's tail continued to waggle behind him rather rapidly in response to the scratch behind one of his pointed ears, his tongue soon lulling from the side of his muzzle as he shifted his footpaw up onto his opposite knee both for Sparky and him to inspect his meaty, brown-colored, leathery footpads. They were gray from dust and sweat, and the poor bug-babes he had mashed against them were all squashed like tiny bugs, their guts mashed out of their flattened bodies, stuck fast to his plush pads. He chuckled, wiggled his toes, and as the chu stamped forward took a picture to post on the blog. The tiny cluster of children were horrified both at Mr. Patterson's display, and at the thoom~thoom~THOOM of Sparky’s mighty feet strolling ever-closer. Soon the pika was looming upon them like a living deity, his formal attire giving the head-master a look of authority that complimented his incredible size. A lot of them were trembling fearfully and some even hid their faces, hoping not to be picked. Among the many wide-eyed, expressive young faces was a little, white furred bunny girl, a tiny golden retriever boy that was a bit pudgy, but cute.. and also a small ant boy who, unlike the others, was perfectly sized.

The ant boy seems to be the one who picks up sparky's attention the most, who smiles down and points at him with a finger inquisitively. “You… ant boy, step forward… you'll be today's sacrifice…” Sparky murrrs in pleasure, eager to feel that tiny body break and be mangled under his weight… he scrunches his toes and wiggles them powerfully, both for the feeling of power he's going through and to tease the tiny kids… This is the best job ever!”

When that finger points down abruptly, a lot of the kids around the ant were very quick to give him space and scatter away from where Sparky pointed. The ant flicked his antenna and pointed to himself “M- m- me?! B-.. but there are other, c- cuter kids, a- a- and-” He began to stammer in his own defense, before the other tiny buglings quickly pushed him out of their group in front of those immense, flexing toes. He squeaked and squirmed before hitting the floor hard in front of those colossal digits, able to smell Sparky’s unwashed feet from where he stands. He wilts his tiny antenna and decides not to try and run.. it wouldn't get him very far. “Haha, good choice, Sparky~ “ he heard the husky behind him coo encouragingly with a flick of his tail. “Can't wait to watch you pop the little speck. In fact, mind if I get a video for our blog?” he chuckled before lowering himself to the floor to set a small camera ready to record, much to the horror of the poor ant kid.

Sparky blushes brightly, nodding to the husky and chuckling as he sets the camera up for a video to show off on the school blog.. .the giant then awws, looking down at the poor miserable ant kid, shuffling his powerful digits closer to him. “Don't be sad, little speck… I'm not punishing you… you're being crushed as the cutest kid of the class and it's a honour to become a smear of dirt under a giant's thick, powerful sole…” the titan murrrs flexing his toes and tilting his foot back onto its heel, letting his powerful, cushy digits and the ball of his smelly sole hang above the tiny being. “Come on… tell god Sparky how you feel <3”

As Sparky "consoled" the poor, quivering ant boy, the chu could hear Mr. Patterson (Jake by his first name) snickering gently, though he'd bite at his tongue tip in an effort to suppress the laughter, still recording with that curly tail of his swish-swaying about behind him. When his toes lift off the ground it's accompanied by a moist peeling noise as those sweaty footpads part from the ground, causing a lot of the kids to shiver, particularly the poor, soon-to-be smudge. The tiny insect boy was on the verge of crying as Sparky told him how honored he should be to become dirt beneath his sole and, despite his fear.. he does slowly accept that there's no escape and crawls directly beneath the beefy ball of his pawsole, now somewhat gray from walking about barepawed all day. “I- I ... I feel  so so low!! I... In a few moments I'm just going to be dirt under those smelly pads..a.. and I'm scared!” He squeaked rather honestly.

Sparky nods softly, smiling, glad that the little one seems to accept his fate despite the fear. “Awww, that's it, little boy… You're a bug and, yes, you'll be no more than dirt under my thick, perfect foot… You've been a good speck, so I won't let you feel more pain than you deserve...so…” Sparky slowly wiggles his toes in anticipation at what he's about to do. “...goodbye, insect…” the pikachu suddenly whumps his foot down which impacts against the floor with a loud THOOOM to the tiny kids, while to the chu the noise was simply the familiar slap of a bare sole hitting the ground...the poor ant feels his body compressed only for a moment before it gives up, crackling and popping into a flattened mess of guts, blood and the chitinous shell of the kid...sparky makes sure the thing is dead by lifting his heel and slowly grinding his thick sole left and right, smearing the remains of his victim along the thick, cushy ball of his foot… before he rests his heel down again and lifts his ball this time, showing the kids how his former friend looks now and also to give a nice final tease for the video. “There… this is what you are, my tiny students… a smudge of dirt under my perfect foot…”

He cowered under Sparky’s sole, the poor ant boy practically hyperventilating as he knew what was coming. As if to make it even less horrible for himself, the kid lowers himself to the floor and lays on his back, staring up at that thick, meaty footpad. “Th- thank you, h- head Master!” He squeaked out just before the pika’s footpaw THAPs down like a clap of thunder for the little bug babes watching, causing them all to wince at the sheer shock of the chu’s stomp causing the ground to rumble; they knew there was no wait their little friend survived it. They continued to cringe and wince at the sound of the poor, former bug boy being sloowly mangled to a goo, his crunchy shell reduced to dust in a few simple twists of Sparky’s foot before his paw rolled backwards onto the thick heel to reveal the ball of his foot again. The chu heard Jake bark in approval and soon give a gentle clap of his hands before shutting off the camera. “Hah! Beautiful Sparky, thanks for stopping by my class and showing these little pests where they belong with me~” He cooed as he plugged up the small camera to upload to the blog. “I'll be spending the rest of the class period raking these little specks under my toes, you're free to join me.. but I think you may want to head over to Mrs. Pierce's room, she has that Arnie-squirt you were so insistent I spare with her~” He stated with a wag of his curvy tail, wiping some of the former children off his smelly footpads in the process.

Part 2

It was always mostly-random which class Sparky’s secretary Mrs. Trap decided to take for his morning micro.. but it was anything but random who she picked today. Yesterday it was an adorable, soft looking little husky girl.. today, however, she spyed an adorable micro bunny she knew the chu would just love to crunch for himself. She giggled a little and took him from his intended class.. tying his little arms at his side with a pink ribbon in a bow and settled him on the the pika’s desk. Arnie was all too happy to be sitting on Head Master Sparky's desk.. finally able to see the toes he came to adore.

Sparky sighs softly heading toward his office to see how the day is gonna be scheduled, a bit bummed that no student was late in class, so that he couldn't smear them under his thicks soles...it's a shame, he wore socks all night to make his doughy undersides even moister and muskier! opening the door to his office though he blinks soflty, seeing a tiny micro tied with a bow...and smiles heading toward his chair and plopping down on it. “Alright, let's see who my morning crush is today!”

Arnie, try as he might to contain himself, was trembling both in anxious apprehension and excitement all at once as he sat on his knees at the center of the chu’s table.. a hot mug of coffee closeby radiating a constant, uncomfortable warmth for the bitty bunny babe. When Sparky sat down before him he knew he should be terrified to hear of his intended fate, but instead merely snickered and splayed his little ears back. “G- good morning Head Master Sparky!!.. er-.. r- remember me??”

Sparky blinks as, upon getting a closer look to the tiny dot on his desk, he recognizes the little bunny babe he protected from getting crushed the day before..he smiles happily at this turn of events, leaning back against his chair, making it creak, before bringing his gigantic feet up and thudding the heels heavily against the surface of the desk, letting one leg cross with the other and having his titanic pink soles towering upon the little bug. “Now, this is quite the coincidence! It looks like my favorite student is the one who might become nothing more than a flattened pelt under my doughy soles!”

His tiny arms still tightly bound behind his back, Arnie couldn't quite pick himself up off the floor when the THOOM~THUMP of those monsterous pawsoles propping themselves beside him made him flop over. Peering upward he saw the stretch of pink, glistening pawsole and grinned a dopy, giddy little smile. He inched his way closer, crawling like a worm on the desk up to Sparky’s moist, oven-warm heel and rubbed his tiny face against the surface; glazing his fuzzy cheek with musky padsweat. “Heeheee.. Just like you did Becky yesterday!! The teacher let us see the before and after pic you posted!!”

The giant pikachu boy mmmhs softly, feeling the tiny form of that little bugbun brushing himself against the moist, musky and sweaty flesh of his heel, grinning down at him dominantly. “That's right tiny one! Did you see how I crushed the life out of her? She had wishes and hopes and then she became a flattened little smear under my powerful feet!” he slips his feet backward, letting them slide off the edge before pressing the balls of both feet against it, making the doughy pawflesh squish so pleasantly, while his pudgy toes wiggle above the tiny. “It'd be easy for me to just get rid of your pathetic life...but you're the cutest and most willing kid I've encountered so far...so...I'll offer you a deal...be mine, belong to me...and I promise the day you'll die it'll only be under your favorite sole...mine <3”

While Arnie had come to truly revere and admire Sparky’s massive, sweaty pawsoles he still had a healthy fear of them.. aware of just how many children just like him, kids that played games and gave each other nick names, ended as greasy smudges beneath these glistening, god-sized soles. Even as the beefy balls of his feet squish up against the edge of the table, toes towering over him, he knew there was no escape.. not because he was tied up, even without it he was helpless beneath the chu’s steamy toes. The bug bunny was simply too enamored to care, crawling his way up to the ball of his foot to liiiick up the layer of salty, viscous sweat. “R- really?!!! I get to belong to you!! And squish under you!! Heheeee.. of course I will belong to you Head Master Sparky!.. I'm a really good cruncher the teachers say, I'll be a good crush-toy!”

The giant pikachu murrrrs softly, more than pleased to hear those words, feel that tiny tongue running against the sensitive flesh of his undersides...he mrrrs happily, lowering his titanic toes, to slowly and carefully pet the small bunny with the warm, sweaty digits...he then reaches forward with a paw, to carefully remove the pink bow and let the little speck be able to move more freely. “Good boy, I knew you'd accept right away and you didn't disappoint me… Now keep licking at my toes a little, while I check today's schedule and messages, ok?” he says in a kind way, before checking work stuff on his computer.

Arnie snaps off a speedy nod of his tiny head and begins to crawl up the length of one of the older chu's soles. The tiny babe had little trouble, considering how sweaty and thick Sparky’s paws were after spending all night before in his socks.. the smell, however, had the bunny bug drooling a little. He suckled and licked at the pika’s sole as he crawled ever-higher up the ball of his foot.. making his way into a sweaty, pungent pit between them. The scent, moisture and grime were all many times more potent here, but it didn't keep the bunny boy from nuzzling his tiny snoot into the slimy crotch of his digits, licking and nibbling the bits of sticky grime out eagerly. “Feel free to munch me, Master Sparky!! Hehee~”

Sparky grins softly and mrrrrs, feeling those little almost insignificant attentions to his mighty feet, while reading over the lessons of today as well as any news and messages from the teachers about the students. He giggles now and then, probably for the demise of tiny students under others' feet. He then suddenly flicks Arnie off his foot simply wiggling his toes, letting him fall baack on the desk right before dropping his feet to the floor and then pinching the lil boy between two fingers. “Really now? well, good… because the more I look at you, the more I want to crush your little insignificant body under my weight…” after saying that he tosses the poor tiny bun on the floor in the middle of the office, before getting up on his feet and starting to walk toward the exit...his powerful feet thooming against the floor, making their way toward the poor bunbabe.

A simple flick and wiggle of Sparky’s colossal toes was all it took for the speck of a kid to come tumbling out in a dizzied heap on the table. His fur was saturated in the musky sweat between his toes and his fur was a mess as the colossal chu picked him up between his fingers like a little bug; causing him to wiggle about like one as well for a moment. At the threatening words the bunny babe gave little more than a visible shiver and blushed profusely.. before he can even utter a peep in reply, he feels himself suddenly flicked hard in a coil of his head-master’s fingertips and sent flying through the air, hitting the floor in the office in a dizzied sprawl. Groaning softly, the tiny bunny boy would pick himself up off the floor, feeling the thoom, Thoom~, THOOM of the chu’s steps.. turning in time to watch his boulderous, black-furred toes THUMP down not far from him after a brief glimpse of glistening pink sole. Eager to serve his purpose to his Godly chu, the babe laid down on his back on the floor.. ready to feel the agony of the titan’s step steamrolling over him just for his amusement.

Sparky isn't even looking down as he keeps walking… he's just going out of his office and a bug happens to be on his path...nothing more, nothing less. As Sparky swings his foot forward his thick, pink sole hovers above the poor tiny child for a moment, showing it in its full glory with tiny bits of dust and dirt clinging to the flesh from walking around barefoot...the huge foot rumbles down, closer and closer, the air around the bunny growing hotter and hotter… before a huge wave of flesh simply envelopes him, flattening his tiny fort as Sparky's foot stomps down with a loud THOOM shaking the ground all around him and reducing his tiny body to a flattened smear...Sparky grinds his foot to the left a bit, so that he makes sure the child is stuck against the floor and he can walk out to let him reform, smiling at his secretary. “Thanks for the micro, miss… he felt great under my sole!”

Despite his eagerness to feel his God's pawsole pound him thin, Arnie couldn't contain a softly uttered squeak of dismay the moment that meaty, pinkish pawsole swung overhead.. every little swirl in the skin, every fleck of dust clinging to his moist, glistening sole came into grim clarity for a brief moment before the little bug babe was smothered by it completely. For a moment he held up, swallowing a section of salty pad forced down his muzzle as his head's turned to a side before the steamrolling weight crick~crack~crumpled the bunny boy thin, his little guts nearly squished out like an insect under such incredible force. The swift twist caused the boy to muffle another sharp squeal as his tiny legs were mangled to a pulp by the motion and left him glued to the ground where he'd been flattened.. panting and quivering in recovery.. a sticky little heap. It was already the 2nd class of the day, and now Sparky can see the amount of kids late make up for the empty halls early in the morning, dozens of tiny children desperately scramble to get to class hopelessly.

Sparky simply leaves Arnie to recover from his stomp, before heading in the hallways, glad to find so many little micros being late for class, wich means he can spring into action.  “Awww, how many times did I tell you not to be late, kids?” he chuckles softly, before stepping in the way of the tiny group, his sole thooming powerfully against the ground. “What is your excuse, uh?”

As Sparky strode into the hall the very first group of tiny children the THOOM his mighty paw in front of, a group of 5 little kids, a raccoon girl, two tiny fox boys, a frog girl and a mouse boy all stared up at the towering chu in wide-eyed dismay for a moment. As their head-master threatened them, most of the tiny, squeaky babes try frantically to run away from his massive foot.. but the little frog girl remains paralyzed in place, staring at those colossal footpaw, squeaking out in reply. “W- we can't!! We're too tiny!! P- please help Master Sparky!”

Sparky simply smirks as the tiny children panic and start spouting out the usual justifications he hears every time he catches a kid being late for class...he doesn't say anything else to them...all he does is lift one gigantic foot among them, letting the shadow be a warning of their doom as his sole hangs overhead, the chuboy wiggling his thick, pudgy toes, making the flesh of the sole wrinkle as well as letting debris and dust fall off his foot… then he simply steps down, thudding his sole down against the floor, slowly grinding his foot left and right and murrring at the feeling of the tiny little micro bodies crunching wetly, reduced to smudges of dirt… he sighs softly and after that display of power he walks off as if nothing happened, letting his feet thoom around the late micros or right on them… he doesn't care, he showed them what happens to the kids who are late for class already… now he has to go to his own class!