Sombra's Smothering Stockings

You had quite the crush on the new intern that had just joined the office, and thought you might stand a chance on hooking up with her since she seemed to like you to. After taking her out for coffee a few times you finally had the nerve to invite her to your apartment, and while the two of you did nothing but laze around and watch a movie you were still thrilled at making progress. The next day you and her were chatting inside your office when you told her you had to run out for a bit, as you went to open the door for her she giggled, kicked off her heels and hopped into your seat, coyly asking if you minded her waiting in here for you. More than smitten with her you agreed without a second thought and left, but as you reached the elevator you realized you had left your phone back in your office. To your complete shock when you opened your office door, your crush was standing next to your computer while some kind of strange, purple-glowing device whirred next to it. As you awkwardly tried to demand she explain this strange scene she shot you a cold glare unlike anything you had ever seen from her, and plucked a pen from her pocket and pointed it at you. A bright purple light flashed from the tip of the pen and you found your clothes growing looser, and your vision warping strangely. You were down to her knees by the time you realized you were shrinking and no larger than an ant by the time you tried to scream for help, your voice now a quiet squeak for anyone normal sized. You could only watch in confused horror as the towering, stocking clad legs of the woman you had trusted paced towards you. Each step rumbling the ground beneath you and causing you to tumble onto your back, she was soon looming above you like an majestic mountain, but her cruel expression only filled you with dread instead of wonder.

"Sorry little bug, but you've seen to much to let live. You were a bit annoying but I didn't really hate you, but I can't have you blowing my cover. So... time to get squashed."

With that merciless proclamation she raised her foot over you like an executioner's axe, you shut your eyes tightly as you waited for the harsh impact. A moment passed before you felt the damp fabric clinging to her foot press onto you, but it was a gentle weight rather than the meteoric impact you had expected. While her stuffy feet were hardly a pleasure to have a face-full of you were still quickly filling with hope, maybe she was just messing with you?

"I was going to stomp you but I realized I'd get my stockings all stained doing that, too much of a waste. It's a bit harsh killing you with the my foot fumes, but that's life huh? Bye-bye speck."

Tears ran down your face as you realized you were still going to die, how could someone so heartless have seemed so sweet?! You struggled as hard as you could to pry her foot off of you but her weight was far too much, her toes alone could pin you down. Minutes passed as you slowly ran out of air, choking on the miasma of the giantess' overworked feet. Your vision slowly turned black as your last sparks of life faded, your final moments filled with the smell of a grimy sole and the taste of salty sweat.

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Finally feeling the worthless bug go limp beneath her toes, Sombra kept her stockings planted on it for a few moments more before deciding it was truly dead. She had brought her shrinking device with her on this infiltration because it would make disposing of bodies far easier, but a part of her also had to admit that the feeling of complete control she got snuffing the life out of such a worthless bug was quite enthralling. They really were lower than the sludge between her toes once shrunken, helpless to stop her from doing whatever she pleased to them. She obviously couldn't shrink too many people without arousing suspicion, but she grinned at the thought of shrinking a whole floor when she was on her way out. She was sure to have to shrink the odd person in between as well, both to keep her cover and to erase the most intolerable worms that worked here. She bent down to pick up the corpse of her first victim, flicking him into the nearby trashcan and heading for the door. With her hand on the handle she suddenly stopped and glanced behind her, her gaze falling upon her discarded heels.

"Nearly forgot my shoes... huh. Guess I could've put them back on and crushed the twerp after all... eh whatever. I had more fun after all."