In a world where Jasmin Jai reigns supreme, one tiny man finds himself at the mercy of a true goddess. With every step I take, the earth trembles beneath my feet, and he is but a speck in my presence. He dares to plead his importance, foolishly believing that his absence will be noted, that someone will come searching for him. As I tower over him, I lean down to his minuscule level. "You think anyone will miss you?" I chuckle, my voice a thunderous rumble in his tiny world. "Your wife, perhaps? Oh, she's not mourning your loss. In fact, she's probably thanking me for the peace and quiet." His face contorts in disbelief, his protests nothing more than incomprehensible chirps to my ears. I smile wickedly, knowing that my words cut deeper than any physical blow ever could. The realization dawns on him: he is utterly insignificant, forgotten by the world he once thought he was a part of. With a playful grin, I decide to put an end to his pitiful whimpering. "Enough!" I declare, my voice echoing around him. "It's time to silence you for good." I sit, my massive bare ass descending like a total eclipse, casting him into darkness. The sensation of my soft, yielding flesh engulfs him, pressing against his entire body. His struggles are futile, his cries muffled as I cover him with my divine derrière.
