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Nia was a recent immigrant from the Philippines, who’d been in the US for little more than a few weeks. It was a struggle to get there, and so upon her arrival, she was eager to earn her keep.

There was much about America that was alien to her. Not least of which was their tinies. The Philippines had tinies too, and Nia had even seen some, but she’d never witnessed as many as she had in America in the past weeks. It seemed shrinking was just more widespread there. She also noticed that treatment of them was very hostile, and tiny-designated areas were placed all over, in order to keep them safe.

Nia was very motivated to become a productive member of society, and so immediately got to looking for work. Sadly, America was in an economic downturn, and work was impossible to find. If Nia didn’t find something soon, she was likely to be deported.

One day, while she was getting coffee, she heard a faint voice speaking. At first she thought she’d imagined it, but looked down to see a little figure standing beside her chair. A tiny. Nia was always kind to tinies, and so leaned down closer to hear what they were saying.

“Hello up there!” The tiny guy yelled.

“Hello.” Nia replied softly.

“I’ve heard through the grapevine that you’re looking for work!” The tiny explained.

Nia’s eyes lit up. “Yes!” She exclaimed.

“Perfect, I’ve got something for you. Just scoop me up and I’ll tell you where to go.” The tiny instructed.

The tiny led her to a fancy apartment complex, and into a room on the top floor. Nia set him down on the kitchen counter, eagerly awaiting what he had to say.

“So,” the tiny began. “What I’m proposing is very simple. I just need you to be what you are—a giantess!”

Nia cocked her head, not sure what that meant. The little guy sensed her confusion, and continued.

“Basically, some of us tinies enjoy being in the company of a woman like you, and would pay you well if you’d let us…well… climb around on your body.” He said quickly.

Nia was taken aback by the request. She had half a mind to decline, but she realized this was her only real job prospect. She decided to shake off her apprehension, and accepted the offer. The tiny was thrilled, and later that day her ‘work’ started.

Firstly, Nia undressed to her undergarments. She was a little uncomfortable, but it was impossible to be intimidated by such tiny men. She then lay down on the bed, and allowed the tiny men to climb onto her, and do whatever they saw fit.

It was just two tinies, the man from before and a friend. They both stood upon her lovely Filipina ass. Nia watched them in amusement, as they kissed and caressed her gigantic booty, making love to her skin while barely registering as a tickle to her. What strange people these tiny Americans were.

Suddenly there came a knock at the door, followed by a woman’s voice yelling.

“Immigration police, open up! We got a tip there was unlawful migrant labour at this address!”

Nia gasped, overcome with fear and anxiety. She was so afraid, she completely forgot about what she’d been doing. This—unfortunately for the two times still on her butt—resulted in Nia abruptly rising from her lying position, and turning around to sit on the bed.

The two tinies were immediately crushed beneath her thick ass, smothered between her smooth flesh and the soft mattress. They didn’t stand a chance. If Nia had noticed what she’d done, she likely wouldn’t have cared, as she was much too concerned with what was about to happen to her.

The immigration police kicked in the door. The woman who had spoken walked up to the bed, where Nia was now sitting along with the two crushed tinies beneath her.

“Are you the owner of this residence?” The woman asked Nia.

Nia shook her head. She awaited the inevitable.

“Where are they?” The woman asked.

Nia’s eyes widened as she realized where they were. She let out a sigh, then rolled over to reveal the two tiny smashed forms on her ass. The woman looked at them in surprise.

Nia waited for her to yell, but the woman instead held up her radio.

“Negative, command. The tip was bogus. We’re outta here.” She said into the receiver.

Nia looked at the woman in shock. The woman just smiled back at her.

“You’re welcome. Any tiny hater is welcome here in my eyes. We’ll help you find some work, so you can stay here and crush those vile little things to your heart’s content.” The woman said just before leaving.

Nia just laid there, with the tinies still smashed on her ass. She didn’t even bother to clean them off before dressing herself and heading home.

“What a crazy country this is.” Nia laughed to herself.

She decided she would make a habit of crushing tinies. In fact, she rather enjoyed it.

Description
Nia was a recent immigrant from the Philippines, who’d been in the US for little more than a few weeks. It was a struggle to get there, and so upon her arrival, she was eager to earn her keep.

There was much about America that was alien to her. Not least of which was their tinies. The Philippines had tinies too, and Nia had even seen some, but she’d never witnessed as many as she had in America in the past weeks. It seemed shrinking was just more widespread there. She also noticed that treatment of them was very hostile, and tiny-designated areas were placed all over, in order to keep them safe.

Nia was very motivated to become a productive member of society, and so immediately got to looking for work. Sadly, America was in an economic downturn, and work was impossible to find. If Nia didn’t find something soon, she was likely to be deported.

One day, while she was getting coffee, she heard a faint voice speaking. At first she thought she’d imagined it, but looked down to see a little figure standing beside her chair. A tiny. Nia was always kind to tinies, and so leaned down closer to hear what they were saying.

“Hello up there!” The tiny guy yelled.

“Hello.” Nia replied softly.

“I’ve heard through the grapevine that you’re looking for work!” The tiny explained.

Nia’s eyes lit up. “Yes!” She exclaimed.

“Perfect, I’ve got something for you. Just scoop me up and I’ll tell you where to go.” The tiny instructed.

The tiny led her to a fancy apartment complex, and into a room on the top floor. Nia set him down on the kitchen counter, eagerly awaiting what he had to say.

“So,” the tiny began. “What I’m proposing is very simple. I just need you to be what you are—a giantess!”

Nia cocked her head, not sure what that meant. The little guy sensed her confusion, and continued.

“Basically, some of us tinies enjoy being in the company of a woman like you, and would pay you well if you’d let us…well… climb around on your body.” He said quickly.

Nia was taken aback by the request. She had half a mind to decline, but she realized this was her only real job prospect. She decided to shake off her apprehension, and accepted the offer. The tiny was thrilled, and later that day her ‘work’ started.

Firstly, Nia undressed to her undergarments. She was a little uncomfortable, but it was impossible to be intimidated by such tiny men. She then lay down on the bed, and allowed the tiny men to climb onto her, and do whatever they saw fit.

It was just two tinies, the man from before and a friend. They both stood upon her lovely Filipina ass. Nia watched them in amusement, as they kissed and caressed her gigantic booty, making love to her skin while barely registering as a tickle to her. What strange people these tiny Americans were.

Suddenly there came a knock at the door, followed by a woman’s voice yelling.

“Immigration police, open up! We got a tip there was unlawful migrant labour at this address!”

Nia gasped, overcome with fear and anxiety. She was so afraid, she completely forgot about what she’d been doing. This—unfortunately for the two times still on her butt—resulted in Nia abruptly rising from her lying position, and turning around to sit on the bed.

The two tinies were immediately crushed beneath her thick ass, smothered between her smooth flesh and the soft mattress. They didn’t stand a chance. If Nia had noticed what she’d done, she likely wouldn’t have cared, as she was much too concerned with what was about to happen to her.

The immigration police kicked in the door. The woman who had spoken walked up to the bed, where Nia was now sitting along with the two crushed tinies beneath her.

“Are you the owner of this residence?” The woman asked Nia.

Nia shook her head. She awaited the inevitable.

“Where are they?” The woman asked.

Nia’s eyes widened as she realized where they were. She let out a sigh, then rolled over to reveal the two tiny smashed forms on her ass. The woman looked at them in surprise.

Nia waited for her to yell, but the woman instead held up her radio.

“Negative, command. The tip was bogus. We’re outta here.” She said into the receiver.

Nia looked at the woman in shock. The woman just smiled back at her.

“You’re welcome. Any tiny hater is welcome here in my eyes. We’ll help you find some work, so you can stay here and crush those vile little things to your heart’s content.” The woman said just before leaving.

Nia just laid there, with the tinies still smashed on her ass. She didn’t even bother to clean them off before dressing herself and heading home.

“What a crazy country this is.” Nia laughed to herself.

She decided she would make a habit of crushing tinies. In fact, she rather enjoyed it.