As I sauntered along the sandy shores of the secluded beach, the warm Caribbean breeze caressing my caramel skin, I couldn’t help but smirk at the tiny ants scurrying about before me. I adjusted my golden anklet, the delicate links glinting in the sun, matching perfectly with the shimmering silver of the delicate thin chain bikini barely containing my voluptuous curves. The painted-on fabric clung to every dip and swell of my body, leaving little to the imagination.
“Hey now, isn’t this beach private property? You little island bees better scurry on outta here ‘fore I step on y’all!” I called out, my husky island drawl echoing across the sand. The minuscule beachgoers froze, eyes wide with a mix of fear and awe as they craned their necks up, up, up to take in my towering form. I towered over these puny mortals, an island goddess in the flesh.
A few of them dared approach on their hands and knees, crawling tentatively between my feet. I wiggled my toes, the sand squishing deliciously between them. “Mmm, you wanna play with big gyal Jodi, huh? Well c’mere den,” I purred, reaching down to pluck up a trembling man between two fingers. I brought him right up to my face, his tiny form dwarfed by my abundant cleavage.
“Oh yes, dis little beach belongs to me now,” I declared, my voice a throaty rumble. “Y’all best start worshippin’ de body of a goddess, ‘fore I get angry!”
The other ants scurried into action, prostrating themselves before me. They pressed reverent kisses to my soles, my toes, the delicate arches of my feet. I shivered at the ticklish sensation, a slow smile spreading across my face. “Mmmm, dat’s more like it. Keep dis up and maybe I won’t crush y’all into de sand.”
Emboldened by their worship, a few dared venture further up my legs, their minuscule hands stroking along my smooth thighs. I quivered, my breath hitching, but I maintained my haughty demeanor. “Oooh, you like dat, don’t you? Big strong men, reduced to nothin’ more dan toy-sized insects for me to play wid!”
I lifted one foot, pressing the ball into the sand and slowly grinding it down. The ants beneath it let out terrified screams as they were buried in the scorching, impossibly soft sand. “You like de feelin’ of my weight on ya? Mmmm, it’s only de beginnin’!”
Slowly, I lowered myself to sit cross-legged, my body a wall of warm brown flesh and dangerous curves. I crooked a finger at a cowering man. “C’mere, let me take a closer look at you,” I purred, plucking him up into my palm. I brought him right up to my lips, my breath washing over him.
“I could snap you like a twig between my fingers,” I murmured, giving him a teasing squeeze. “Or I could crush you beneath my heel like de insignificant bug you are. So you better start talkin’, and tell me why I shouldn’t flatten you into a stain on my sole!”
I traced his tiny form along my lips, shivering at the sensation of him alive and squirming against them. “Hmm, you better start worshippin’ real good now, ‘fore I lose ma patience!” I dropped him back down to the sand with a wicked chuckle. He scurried away to join his fellows in their devotions, cessations and pleas rising up to me.
“Mmm, y’all learn quickly,” I purred, smirking down at them. “Now, let’s see how long you can keep me entertained, hmm?” I settled back, lounging in the sun as they scurried about my feet in their desperate efforts to please their new Goddess. The beach belonged to me now.