Bugs Had Better Run From Belle
Added 2022-12-03 18:49:32 +0000 UTCWhen people think of Disney princesses, they think of kind, beautiful women that anybody would be happy to meet. They're known to be friendly with nearly everyone they meet, and try to avoid judging people by their looks. Belle especially is known for the latter quality, falling in love with her prince while he was trapped in the form of a terrifying beast. But while she was quite inclusive to people, the pretty bookworm didn't really view disgusting bugs as people. Few would fault her for that view in all honesty, most of her comrades also didn't hold much guilt for squishing insects that got in their way. But Belle's attitude towards tiny pests soared far past indifference and straight into hatred, she actively tried to seek out bugs to crush whenever the mood struck her. Once she had found her prey she would slowly and cruelly torture the poor specks, dragging out their suffering and happily taunting them, before finally reducing them to the bloody smears she felt they deserved to be.
While somewhat unsettling, this hobby of Belle's had been perfectly harmless... until a witch living nearby to where the Princesses were staying had learned a new shrinking spell.
None of the Princesses had learned of this shocking development as of yet, the witch had been careful to never leave any normal sized witnesses. Countless throes of her shrunken victims who knew where they lived tried to contact them, only to meet their gruesome end beneath Belle's wrinkled sole. You were one such hapless tiny, unaware of the countless who had died before you and frozen with shock as a Princess you had greatly respected glared down at you with a sadistic grin, her foot looming over you like an executioner's axe.
"Aww, not even going to run you pathetic worm? I'll give you props for recognizing your place as a disposable toy for your betters, but I'm still not going to finish you any quicker..."
A half hour of slow, torturous grinding and twisting and you were nothing more than an unrecognizable stain on the princess' foot. Considered nothing more than dirt by killer and mistaken as such by your shrunken comrades who arrive after you...
