Karatemistress - Alanna Does Not Tolerate Intruders-wmv

Karatemistress - Alanna Does Not Tolerate Intruders-wmv

Despite her exhaustion from a long day of teaching kids karate, Alanna couldn't shake off the unease she felt as she stepped into her apartment. Something didn't feel right about the place. As she approached the table where she had left her keys and phone, her suspicions were confirmed. There was a strange texture underneath her bare feet. She knelt down and gasped in shock - she had stepped on something, or rather, someone.

Her intruder was a small, slight figure, clinging desperately to her toes. Alanna's face contorted into a mix of rage and disgust. She yanked at her foot, trying to dislodge the tiny trespasser, but he held on tight. "Let go, you little creep!" She sneered, her voice dripping with menace. The intruder trembled in fear, but didn't loosen his grip.

In a fit of frustration, Alanna grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and lifted him off the floor. His tiny body dangling in the air as she towered over him. She considered throwing him out the window, but decided against it. Instead, she leaned down and whispered darkly, "You're going to regret this." A cruel glint shone in her eyes.

She lifted her foot up to her face and brought her massive hand down, crushing the intruder between her toes. His pathetic whimpers echoed in the room as she dangled him upside down, her hot breath fanning his face. "Tell me who sent you," she growled, her voice deep and threatening.

The intruder squirmed under her gaze, his whole body trembling in fear. But he knew he didn't have a choice. "No one, miss," he choked out, his voice barely audible. "It was my idea...please, don't hurt me."

An evil smile crossed Alanna's face as she squeezed his small form harder. She loved the power she held over these weak little creatures. With a flick of her wrist, she sent him flying across the room, his tiny body hitting the wall with a sickening thud. He lay motionless, crumpled at the base of the wall.

Alanna stepped over his broken body, her bare feet leaving indents in the carpet. She moved towards the kitchen, thoughts racing. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. "Wait," she whispered to herself. There was another intruder somewhere in her apartment. And this time, she wasn't going to give him a chance to talk his way out of it.

She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath to calm her racing heart. When she opened them again, her gaze was cold and steely. "Come out, come out, wherever you are," she said, her voice eerily calm. She listened intently, sensing movement from behind the closet door. Her heart leapt with excitement at the thought of catching her prey.

Slowly, steadily, she approached the closet, her footsteps echoing in the silence. With a sudden burst of speed, she flung open the door and lunged forward, her giantess hand closing around the terrified intruder before he could even react. She held him up to her face, their eyes meeting for the briefest of moments before she opened her mouth wide.

Ketchup bottle in hand, she squirted the thick red liquid into her mouth, savoring the taste of terror. With a gnarled expression, she shoved the squirming figure into her mouth, feeling it sliding down her throat. She took another sip of water, washing away the taste of fear. It was getting harder to find willing participants. She vowed to be more careful next time. No one would ever bother her in her apartment again. With a final swallow, she wiped her hands on her gi, content in the knowledge that she had once again maintained control.