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I loooooove the destroy all humans games, so I thought to make a just inlisted, no-name furon (her names Klamidy 001..... but no one remembers it....) soldier who is having many troubles with basic stealth on a foreign planet (more commonly known to lesser life as "earth")

It would suck to be shrunken to ant size to then be crushed by this bashful alien soldier as her city block sized foot steps down on you, having little time to process the sight of her wrinkly, clammy sole becoming your sky, the out of this world funky smell it produces before it "gently" thumps down, smudging you into a paste as you become a distant memory to her. Well not until later when she commandeers the female humans house for a hiding spot with said Lil thing commenting on the dots on her feet, with her realizing that a good few people were still plastered apon her silky furon soles for her new bigger but still small human acquaintance to silently oogle at as the furon blushed that a mere soldier can't keep up personal hygiene. Well atleast the little human woman now knows who's superior and where they belong, probably not under the clammy soles of this dorky furon but that's what makes it more alluring to the Lil gal.

Description
I loooooove the destroy all humans games, so I thought to make a just inlisted, no-name furon (her names Klamidy 001..... but no one remembers it....) soldier who is having many troubles with basic stealth on a foreign planet (more commonly known to lesser life as "earth")

It would suck to be shrunken to ant size to then be crushed by this bashful alien soldier as her city block sized foot steps down on you, having little time to process the sight of her wrinkly, clammy sole becoming your sky, the out of this world funky smell it produces before it "gently" thumps down, smudging you into a paste as you become a distant memory to her. Well not until later when she commandeers the female humans house for a hiding spot with said Lil thing commenting on the dots on her feet, with her realizing that a good few people were still plastered apon her silky furon soles for her new bigger but still small human acquaintance to silently oogle at as the furon blushed that a mere soldier can't keep up personal hygiene. Well atleast the little human woman now knows who's superior and where they belong, probably not under the clammy soles of this dorky furon but that's what makes it more alluring to the Lil gal.