[Shifted] Maria’s Malice

As the sun begins to set, casting long shadows across the city, Maria Willow’s eye caught a small figure perched alone on a table. A Tiny, his diminutive form silhouetted against the fading light, seemed adrift and forlorn. She approached him with light steps and a warm smile, her voice a sweet, inviting melody.

“Oh my!” she says, her voice sweet and inviting. “Now what is a Tiny like yourself doing all by your lonesome?” She even offered to help him find his way back to his folks. However the Tiny simply chuckled nervously as he scratched the back of his head. His Size Bracelet had run out of power, forcing him to suddenly shrink down while he was out and leaving him stuck with not a soul around to help him back down.

“I don’t really have anyone…” He admitted, embarrassed.

Upon hearing that, Maria’s eyes glinted with a mischievous light. Her lips quivering as she licked them, realizing she had found an excellent opportunity to indulge herself. “All alone, you say? I’d be more than happy to help”. Maria leaned  down, her body casting a shadow that enveloped his tiny form, threatening to swallow him whole. The man, However could see nothing wrong behind her smile, it was a facade she always wore rather well.

“This will be the fifth one this week” She said as she extends her hand, palm up, her fingers wiggling back to encourage him to hop on. The Tiny, oblivious to her true nature, couldnt help but compliment her kindness, he found that Normal people would never think of giving him the time of day.

“Hee Hee… It’s a bit of a hobby of mine, you see. You’re all just so helpless” She teased, looking down at him, her expression unwavering. Again, she brought her hand in closer, almost eager to be of help to another. “Hope onto my palm… You can join the rest of them”.  The Tiny hesitated only a moment before stepping onto her palm. Maria’s lips curled into a satisfied smile as she felt his small weight press against her skin.

Down at her feet, Maria couldn’t help but lift her heel up in excitement, what revealed itself was a grizzly sight. Red strings of viscera connecting the bottom of her feet and her sandals together. The remains of  unfortunate Tinies who had met their end at her hands. Her heel bounced up and down, like a predator ready for it’s next succulent meal. Maria would be sure to have it fed, but this one was just a little too cute. A little too hopeful. She wanted to play with him first, see how long that hope would last as she finally got to indulge in her whims yet again…

We can’t have a Milf May without me introducing my very own Milf OC