A little gift for my friend
With his new watch, he can see hoe many steps he made in a day :P but little does he know that some tiny people are in his path ...
Oh well ~

And now a story written by who wanted to write a nice story for this image :P

Noj the anthro German Sheppard is an ICT worker had just finished his shift at the place he worked at. Being up to date with all the latest technologies he had a smart watch around his arm. A proficient Jogger he loved to see how many steps he takes on his way home from work and this new watch of his tallies up all his steps and displays them on the screen. He sets off into the sunset and heads through the streets. On a nearby street corner a very scared, seemingly lost and confused human micro was shuffling along. Shaking with fear as he knew he was in the wrong part of town. Seeing the occasional crushed micro on the pavement his skin crawls and fear the day that might happen to him. Most if not all micros hate the larger population. Micros are treated as lower class citizens and next to no laws stand that protects them. They have the same respect as insects. Despite their equally intelligent brains and social constructs. They get beaten at every turn and unknowingly eaten and down trodden without a second thought. Some large furs indulge into their fantasies and trample micros for fun. This is socially accepted by the masses. This makes any micro cringe at the sight of fallen and perished members of their race plastered and smudged on the earth or on a passing macros paw. The small human travelled what seems like hours in his perspective the length of 2 meters. He was exhausted, battered and broken. As he quietly moans in hatred the ground shakes under his feet and little pebbles vibrate slightly. Tiny puddles ripple in a motion. It sounded like a train slowly movie. *thump... thump... thump* He had no idea what it was and started to panic. Running towards the sound he watches as his worst nightmare turns the street corner jogging at incredible speed towards him. His mouth ajar as he can't help me stare at his massive oppressive paws slamming into the street below. He catches a glimpse of two other unfortunate micros being squarely caught under paw. Their bodies instantly tuned into a moist congealed dust on the coarse main pad of the canine. The paw lifts from the slightly indented ground and stream rolls more and more micros. The human just looks up and sees the German Sheppard is completely unaware of what he is doing, ear phones in his ears and looking forward. The already exhausted human attempts to run away but his feeble efforts are cut short as the paw slams down onto him like a hydraulic press. Darkness surrounds him and a deep musky scent surrounds the human. Thinking this is his end he just closes his eyes and accepts his unfortunate fate under the pads of this monolithic beast of an anthro. But instead he is treated with one of the most excruciatingly horrible pain his body has ever had the displeasure to feel. This little human micro had the misfortune of being semi crushed in-between the two middle toes. Wedged tightly and anchored by his arm crushed completely flat under his toe pad. A shrill shriek of pure agony erupts from the human as he is taken along for the long ride home. His world is literally flipped upside down as the paw peels from a sweaty paw print on the asphalt. The human watches as Noj crushes a group of 3 micros under his paws. The sickening sound of bones and tissue instantly crushing, fusing and tuned to dust nearly makes This little human faint but the crude and unforgiving pain keeps him fully awake and conscious. To feel every single step taken from the predator canine. His wounded arm is infiltrated with paw pad sweat, The paws being the prime point for sweat on his body, the human is already chocking on paw musk and sweat. Being pummelled by something with the equivalent force of a heavy-duty factory hydraulic press his little body gets indistinguishably trodden down by the blissfully unaware anthro. The powerful heartbeat of this beast pulsated through the human like bass at a music festival. Almost like his stomps were in sync. A continous angonising cycle of *stomp, crush peel stomp crush peel stomp crush peel*. The internal organs of the human were already sterile from the amount of paw sweat he's been forces to intake. Having little to no fight left In him he submits to the paw and starts to lick the toe. But very quickly pulls his head back to the toe gap not because of the musky salty taste but more from the paw slamming onto the earth nearly pulverising his skull into a flat paper sheet. Any micros that even touch his pads are instantly red smears or are instantly congealed into the pad due to the sheer weight alone. The coarseness of the pads also rubs away all signs of life and leaves rusty red stains. This then mixes into the paw sweat and is mistaken for exactly that only to be washed or cleaned of later. Finally after an eternity of trampling Noj arrives home and wipes his musky sweaty paws on the door mat. Grinding all the worthless dirt off his pads and opens the door. Now sitting on the sofa he looks at his tracker watch. "whoa! 20 thousand steps! I must have walked for miles heh~" with his paws up on the sofa he looks at his sole and sees all the dirt and debris. Slightly chuckling idly flexes his toes. Dislodging the human and ripping him from his arm. He heavily slams onto the cold floor. On his back he looks up a the two massive paws that loom over him covered in micros and sweat. Noj says, "phew I need a shower after all that" getting up off the sofa he squarely places his main pad onto the human completely obliterating his entire pathetic form into dust. Standing on his large paws at full weight he peels his paws from two condensate paw prints on the cool floor boards and slickly pads up stairs. The two prints slowly evaporate and vanish leaving a crimson red splotch on the ground.
END

Character © Noj
Art © Me
Story © Zeki