Today turns out to be quite hot and with absolutely radiant sunshine. Not that that is an impediment to Big Macintosh being able to do his job of working very hard on the Apple family farm. The enormous stallion of great height, whose body shows great musculature from many years of work as a farmer, walks through the field of Sweet Apple Acres trees as usual, for the daily apple picking. Big Mac is almost naked, except for the fact that he is wearing brown shorts, the only item of clothing he wears every day. Otherwise, his muscular and corpulent body is exposed, including his big meaty feet.

Being a considerably hot day, Big Mac sweats quite a bit all over his body. His enormous feet are no exception, since in the large footprints that he leaves behind his heavy and fleshy steps, there are a few drops of sweat. The stallion is already more than used to sweating a lot, therefore, it is not a problem that he should worry about or pay more attention to than he should.

On the other hand, at ground level, insects that are dangerously close to the presence of the gigantic stallion see their insignificant arthropod lives in danger. Big Mac's strong, heavy footsteps crush every insect, especially some unfortunate ant, and they are flattened until they are as thin as a sheet of paper, and stick to the sweaty, dirty soles of his red feet. Big Mac is little or not at all aware of the insects whose lives are snuffed out by his indifferent and careless footsteps. In any case, it's not as if he should care about simple insects that, of course, he does not hesitate to despise for ruining the crops and plantations that he and his family work so hard to work. Furthermore, what Big Mac himself does know is that at the end of the day he will always have a dozen ants crushed on the soles of his feet. It's not something he should worry about either, because at the end of the day it doesn't affect his work at all. In fact, the more ants you crush, or even crush a hive under your feet, the better.

The day went by and Big Mac continued working in the apple field, carrying baskets full of apples, which, for someone as strong and muscular as him, is not a big problem. At all times, the dirt and moisture of the grass crushing and flattening beneath the fleshy soles of his strong feet is quite a pleasant and comforting sensation for the large stallion. Sometimes he even gets momentarily distracted without completely letting himself go.
After a good day of work, Big Macintosh goes straight to the farm barn to take a short break before continuing to work. It is also always good to take refuge from the sunlight for a while.

“Ugh, it's so hot today…” said Big Mac exhausted.

The stallion sat down on a very voluminous bale of hay. He made himself comfortable and breathed a sigh of relief at being able to rest. He did the same with his big feet, being able to move his toes and flex his big, wide, fleshy and sweaty soles, in addition to being very dirty and full of grime, as well as several completely flat ants. Big Mac looked at his huge stomps with absolute pride, smiling to himself. However, the stallion's rest would not last for long.

Big Mac noticed something strange, he noticed something on the dry, earthy floor inside the barn. It is something extremely small, and yet the stallion was able to notice it with his keen eyesight. What the hell was that?

Humans have made great technological advances in the last decades of their existence. There has been so much progress that they have managed to colonize the other planets in the solar system. And not only that, but they have begun with the idea of ​​colonizing other planets beyond the solar system, planets that look very similar to planet Earth, obviously. The idea became a reality not long ago with the invention of portals which could easily transport explorers and settlers without the need to use space transportation, thus saving trips of several tens or hundreds of light years.

They must have ended up in another dimension, rather. One of the planets that could recently be discovered, studied, and finally visited with the opening of a portal. Said new world is a place where, apparently, each and every one of the elements that make up the planet are, compared to humans, absolutely gigantic. So much so, that the colonists are just insignificant bacteria compared to the environment, which seems monumentally enormous to them. Apparently, they have specifically ended up in what appears to be a field of trees with apples.

Time passed and a relatively stable settlement was established very quickly, which would act as a base of operations for future expeditions with the aim of better understanding the world they have arrived at, something that did not take long to do.

An expedition made up of dozens of people went to explore the area to investigate it thoroughly. They had to be careful, since they were surrounded by the greatest danger they had faced since their arrival in this world: large giants with equine features but an almost human body. Especially one of them, a red giant with a muscular and imposing appearance. Tremors were undoubtedly the easiest way to be alerted to their presence. The human expedition into the extensive apple field continued until they reached what appears to be a huge red barn built of wood. They had gone inside this gigantic structure to analyze it in depth. However, they were surprised when the red-looking giant made his sudden appearance at the place, although without realizing that they were there. They saw how the red giant, visibly tired and sweaty, in addition to being barefoot as usual, sat down and seemed to relax, while he prepared to move his dirty and sweaty feet.

A while passed when the gigantic stallion finally noticed the presence of the human expedition inside the barn, although initially without knowing what it was about since it was something so incredibly small. But it won't take long for the stallion to discover what's really happening.

Naturally, Big Mac related the small black specks in the earthy soil as an undesirable insect presence. Throughout his life, Big Mac has been taught to put insects and any type of pest first, as they are considered an undeniable threat to the farm and apple fields. Therefore, thinking that they were insects, the huge red stallion did not think twice. He rose and stood at his full height, appearing imposing and intimidating. This left the members of the human expedition pale.

They are screwed.

Big Mac's calm and relaxed expression was replaced by a frown. The lives of humans have been condemned by the simple fact of having entered the barn.

Big Mac took a couple of steps, heavy, meaty steps, which caused very strong tremors and thunderous sounds with the impact of the soles on the ground, leaving marks of the soles of his feet printed on the earthy ground. Humans had no choice but to try to flee at any cost to save their lives, using their high-tech vehicles to escape. However, for Big Mac, it only took a couple of steps to reach the point where the small moving black specks are located. Their movement is almost imperceptible and there is no difference between the point where he initially saw them and where they are now fleeing from him. It's a fact, running away from the red giant is useless. Big Mac raised his right foot slightly and elevated it above the human expedition group. Without any detours and a few dedicatory words, the stallion under his foot impacted with considerable force, flattening the humans and their vehicles thanks to the billions of tons of body weight. There should have been nothing left.

Despite how easy it was to get rid of this strange type of pest, Big Mac did not want to trust it. Now the next thing was to look for the place where that pest that now lies under its enormous foot came from, since it could represent a threat to the well-being of the cultivated food. So Big Mac left the barn and searched all over the apple field. It didn't take him long to find what he was looking for.

On the other hand, at the base of operations, they recently lost communication with the expeditionary team that was sent to explore the area. The last thing that was known about them was that they encountered that giant, and from what could be heard through the intercom, the last moments for the team were one of pure absolute terror. When they were debating what should be done, everyone in the settlement felt the ground shake. Although they already knew that the giants of this strange world approached where they were every day, this time it was going to be totally different.

Big Mac managed to spot something that was discordant with the surroundings of the apple tree field. It wasn't natural, that was clear, and that's what the stallion thought. That must be where this strange pest comes from, was another thought in Big Mac's mind. The stallion was approaching with heavy, fleshy steps, leaving well-marked footprints in the ground and flattening the grass completely.

Faced with this threat, the leaders of the human colony activated the emergency alert and began a rapid and desperate evacuation to the portal to return safely to their home planet. The portal was activated, those who were fastest and closest to the site managed to cross it. Most humans didn't make it. Since the last thing their eyes saw, it was an immense red and brown surface that acts as a type of sky. It is the fleshy, dirty and sweaty sole of the enormous red giant that rises like a true almighty god. With what appears to be some crushed ants and trampled grass. The sky fell on them in an instant and everything ended suddenly.

Big Mac did not hesitate to trample the small hive of strange bugs he found, in order to eliminate every last one of these bugs to eliminate a potential pest on his family farm. However, when Big Mac proceeded to grind his foot to completely pulverize the hive that he crushed with a stomp, something strange happened in just a second. A brief flash of white enveloped Big Mac, and he disappeared. The only trace he left was the obvious deformed and well-marked footprint in the ground, more notable than any other footprint he could have left behind.

—On Planet Earth—

All the effort invested in creating a human settlement in another dimension where the difference in size was obviously different and ridiculously huge for the average human, angered and disappointed many. For others, it was no surprise, assuming that that colony was not going to last long in a world of such characteristics. Just from the portal, a little more than a dozen humans crossed and they quickly gave their testimony of what happened. However, the portal, located underground in a facility created by some government, began to show signs of malfunctioning, but it quickly ended up exploding, killing anyone nearby. But it wasn't just the portal that exploded. All the facilities and a huge portion of the Earth's surface exploded and flew into a thousand pieces through the air to fall to the ground like meteorites. At first, to those at a distance, it seemed like the flash of a nuclear bomb. Many believed that this happened, but seconds later that initial hypothesis faded as quickly as the whitish flash.

A creature with a humanoid appearance but with equine characteristics, red skin, although it is actually bright amaranth, with orange-colored hair and tail, was left visible to millions of humans. He is muscular and the sweat is noticeable all over his body. He appears dazed and confused, but even in a stance that makes him look “helpless,” he is still enormous and imposing for humans of microscopic size.

The giant doesn't know. But by crushing the portal in his world, he caused an extremely unusual glitch, so rare that it caused him to be teleported to planet Earth. A totally rare anomaly.

Big Mac can barely process what happened and tries to recover. The white light almost blinds him and he can barely see.

“Damn…what happened?” the stallion wondered.

Then, when Big Mac was able to regain his sight, he realized the most obvious thing: his surroundings are completely far from the apple field of his home. Now the perfectly flat ground, on what is the horizon, seems to have some kind of fade, the ground is green with patches of gray, lines both black and blue, and he is able to notice slight elevations in the terrain, more like tiny sand dunes that he has seen on the banks of rivers or some lake near Ponyville.

It is evident that he is now very far from home.

“Uh… where the hell am I?”

When Big Mac asked that question, he casually lifted his left foot and elevated it, so that he himself could see the dirty and sweaty sole. Then, he dropped his foot to the ground, unaware of the deadly and catastrophic consequences it would bring to the inhabitants of this world.

“Wow, the ground feels pretty nice and soft… much more so than in the apple fields.”

It's certainly a nice feeling for the soles of Big Mac's huge feet. But the stallion put that aside and his attention focused on the ground and what makes it up. When he crouched and then got on his knees, which in turn caused seismic movements due to its enormous size and monumental weight, and therefore, immeasurable damage, he saw that the gray patches, or also gray moss, had a lot of resemblance to that beehive that the crushed before being mysteriously teleported to the place where he now stands. Anyway, Big Mac still wasn't entirely sure, so he didn't hesitate to take a sample of that gray moss, using one of his muscular hands, he dug in the ground and lifted a piece of that moss until he brought it to his face. .

The human residents in the city that was torn from its foundations by the unimaginably enormous hand of the giant, panicked and fear and terror took over all the terrified humans. The movements caused by the crimson giant caused buildings to be destroyed. Being face to face with Big Mac's gigantic eyes, the humans were horrified to be faced with immense eyes fixed on them.

“It seems that this place is where this plague comes from…”

Upon reaching that conclusion, Big Mac dropped the small piece of earth torn off and it disintegrated, as if it were sand, millions of pieces of earth, debris and humans fell to a certain death.

“Pretty fragile land, apparently.” the stallion commented.

Big Mac stood up and rose to his full height, looking imposing and intimidating. Seeing that his entire environment is full of the tiny hives of this new pest that he has discovered, he did not think much to come to the conclusion that, if he did not do something, most likely, these insects would try to return to their home. farm and ruin the crops that he and his family grow and work with a lot of effort and sweat. Therefore, the new objective in mind that Big Mac has is to put an end to the existence of this invasive pest, making use of the most humble but at the same time useful part of the body in this case: its feet.

"I have a lot of work to do... But a member of the Apple family has never been afraid to work hard, least of all me." Big Mac said with a smile, determined to begin his task.

Confident and confident, Big Mac decided not to look at the ground too much. He would just look ahead, thinking that this could be a normal walk, to relax, as he sometimes does when he rests and relaxes by taking long walks. He knows for sure that his feet are going to do the dirty work, his feet are very big and heavy, they are perfect for this task that many consider unclean. In this way, what would be the total extermination of the human race on planet Earth began.

Big Mac took casual steps, not letting go unnoticed the pleasant sensation that the floor of this world offers, much softer, as if he were stepping on a sheet but touching the floor. He let his feet become matted with the earth and relaxed his wide, muscular stomps. Then they sink due to the weight and finally he lifts his feet to reveal perfectly printed footprints. Undoubtedly, it is pleasant to the touch. Nothing is bigger than Big Mac's feet, not even mountains are taller than his huge feet, they are easily crushed and flattened as if nothing had happened.

Humans and any unfortunate, insignificant lifeforms are brutally crushed beneath the sweaty feet of the gigantic stallion, their bodies completely flattened and their eggs shattered until they can only be considered dust. Although Big Mac's soles are certainly soft, for humans it was so hard because of the heavy accumulation of dirt. Regardless of whether they are men, women, the elderly, children, what social class they are from, any other distinguishing characteristic, each and every human is crushed under the weight of the gigantic crimson stallion that has the objective of eliminating each and every one of them. one of them without exception.

As is evident, governments around the world used the latest technology when it comes to weapons of mass destruction. Weapons more powerful and destructive than nuclear bombs had already been developed, things that people of the past could only imagine. Weapons so destructive and feared. But when they were used to stop the advance of the giant pony, they could only watch as it continued walking in a relaxed manner and appearing totally indifferent. Not a single scratch, no damage, absolutely no reaction from the giant. He just continued walking. The best resistance that humans had did not even receive the attention of this colossal sized pony god, showing how pathetic and insignificant humans are. Maybe, because they are so pathetic, they deserved what they were getting.

At this point, Big Mac had already reduced the human population by half, having snuffed out more than 5 billion lives so far, and much of the planet has been reduced to little more than a wasteland of giant footprint-shaped craters, sterile and devoid of life, barely containing lakes of sweat. And he still has a lot left to step on and crush, he wouldn't stop for anything or anyone. He is determined to fulfill his goal of hunting down every last human hive, which he is achieving. The methods may be extremely questionable, but the results are more than admirable, an example to follow.

Big Mac just continues his walk, looking at the ground occasionally, but not much. His feet are responsible for trampling and crushing anything that gets in his way, but he does not consider it as an obstacle, just something that his feet can easily crush, which, in this case, is totally true. Furthermore, he just relaxes as he feels his feet sink and come into contact with the soft and sometimes moist earth of this world, which noticeably relaxes the muscular stud. In any case, on Earth it is a hot day, so your body appears sweaty, from head to breasts, your armpits, and of course, your big feet show this liquid coming out and its drops falling and flooding towns or neighborhoods. entire cities. The bad smell of their feet contributed to intoxicating and poisoning the air, comparable to a very effective insecticide.

“It seems to be hotter here than where I come from… not that I care at all.”

Big Mac just continued walking, stomping, stomping, flattening, and crushing the landscape, continuing the carnage under his big stomps. Each step was deadly and devastating. But he doesn't care, even his face looks calm and with a relaxing smile.

“What a peaceful and quiet place.”

Quiet and quiet, only for Big Mac. Because for humans, this would be like a cacophony of thunderous noises and seismic movements one after another, without any pause. It was the apocalypse, the end of the world, the day of judgment had arrived and there was practically no escape from such inevitable fate.

Continent after continent was crushed in its entirety, since sometimes Big Mac would go around to crush specific areas again and thus ensure that everything was very flat and crushed. The fact that the slightest sensation of something crunching under its feet is very gratifying, motivates the stallion to crush a continent again and again. Ultimately, crushing human cities and their entire civilization is comparable to stepping on dry leaves in autumn, something that happens when that time of year arrives and Big Mac's feet crush any leaves on the ground. Only the crunchy, squishing sensation is more pleasant. The salt water of the oceans and seas was also pleasant to step on, and their feet were moistened, but not properly cleaned. He would deal with that matter later.

About 15 minutes after beginning his apocalyptic walk, the colossus stallion prepared to trample the last intact region of planet Earth, where the last small stronghold of humanity on planet Earth was located. It didn't last much longer, since Big Mac didn't mess around and with a casual step, crushed the region, completely disappearing under his huge red, dirty and sweaty foot that also smelled quite bad. The sound of the stomp was heard like an echo that resonated throughout the length and breadth of the now desolate and crushed planet Earth.

“Well, it seems that my work here has finished satisfactorily.”

Big Mac was happy with the result of his work, a wasteland full of footprint-shaped craters everywhere. Billions of humans are now attached to the colossal pony's fleshy sole.

“Although…and now I go back to-?”

Big Mac was unable to finish his question, since at that moment, the same whitish light from before appeared again out of nowhere and completely enveloped the stallion, then faded from view. This is how Big Mac suddenly left planet Earth forever, a planet that now bears little or no resemblance to what it was before his arrival. In any case, humanity continues on the other planets of the solar system, and they have realized that there is no longer any communication of any kind from Earth.

Apparently, the portal crushed by Big Mac was still barely functioning.

—In Equestria—

Big Mac appeared in the apple field of the family farm, right in the same place where he disappeared. In fact, this can be confirmed by seeing the mark of his foot that he left after trampling on the now non-existent human colony. Big Mac appeared dizzy and confused, but was able to recover quickly. At first, Bic Mac believed that everything that had happened just before was just his imagination, but then he looked at the soles of his feet, and saw how extremely dirty they were, a rather unusual dirt. It was clear that what he experienced in that place was real and happened. Anyway, Big Mac kept his attention now on the dirt on the soles of his feet. Usually Big Mac's feet are dirty and he doesn't think much of it and doesn't always wash his feet, but this time it was too much.

“Wow, I don't remember the last time I got my feet as dirty as this… well, my younger sister can take care of this matter.”

Clearly, Big Mac was referring to his sister Applejack. It was already getting afternoon, the sun was already beginning to go down, the sky is orange, it won't be long until night arrives. Big Mac knew that he could now rest completely, so he prepared to go home. It didn't take him long to arrive, and upon entering, he found the pony he was looking for. Applejack is sitting on the couch in the house, relaxing. She looks tired, she has had a long and hard day at work, just like her older brother.

“Where were you?” Applejack asked. “It took you longer than usual to get home, did you work overtime voluntarily?”

“Let's say yes.” Big Mac responded.

“Well, it's very obvious that you've worked a lot more than me.” Applejack said, noticing Big Mac's exhausted and sweaty appearance.

“Yes, I worked a lot today.”

“And I imagine your feet are too dirty, aren't they?” Applejack asked again.

Without the need to say a single word, Big Mac raised his right foot and exposed the sole, sweaty, full of grime and dirt stuck to the foot.

“By heavenly! “How was it possible for you to get your feet dirty like that?”

“Just work harder than usual, that's all.” Big Mac stated.

“Anyway, it's best to clean your feet as soon as possible, Grandma Smith won't like it when your feet are so dirty. “Last time he got angry with you for dirtying the floor with your footsteps.”

“Well, let's go to my room, there you will clean my feet.”

Applejack got up from the couch, and stood next to her brother as the two headed to the stallion's room. Applejack, although she can sometimes look like someone big and tall, standing next to her brother, she appears to be someone small, since she doesn't even reach his shoulders. In fact, Big Mac is so tall that he even has to lower his head a little when passing through the door frame of the house, which is what he did when he got to his room. He and his younger sister entered and Big Mac closed the door, for privacy. Then, the stallion sat on his bed, and his sister knelt in front of him. Big Mac proceeded to lift his right foot and leave it in front of Applejack's face, who could see in great detail all the accumulated dirt and grime. There are traces of dirt that accumulated and got stuck between the toes. The crushed ants are visible, although they appear to be black dots to the naked eye because of how small they are compared to the size of Big Mac's feet. There is also grass and small leaves from crushed trees. Sweat is present throughout the sole, it is possible to see obvious drops of sweat running down the sole until they fall to the ground. Some drops hang on the foot, especially on the heel.

Applejack couldn't help but stare for a few seconds at the entirety of Big Mac's foot, which is huge for her, since her older brother's foot is bigger than his head, both in length and width. Applejack blushed slightly. It's clear that she has her work cut out for her, but this isn't the first time Applejack has done this, nor will it be the last.

Applejack proceeded to do the following: she opened her mouth, and stuck her tongue out and stretched it out as far as she could. Then she moved down to the heel of his foot, and stamped her tongue on the dirty sole. Big Mac felt a shiver of satisfaction as he felt his sister's tongue making physical contact with the sole of his enormous foot. Now, Applejack slowly drags her tongue along the length of the foot until she reaches the toes, gradually removing the dirt in the process.

Big Mac could feel the wetness that Applejack's tongue left on his foot, even if it was just the first lick, the stud knew perfectly well that she is doing very well.

“Good job, sister~” ​​said Big Mac.

The blush on Applejack's face increased at these words, as she watched as her brother seemed to be teasing her with his foot, flexing, stretching the sole, or curling his toes. She, excited, did not hesitate to continue licking Big Mac's foot, very effectively removing the dirt, both the dirt from everyday dirt and the dirt from planet Earth. The taste could be different, but it wasn't very noticeable when licking the foot. Also, she proceeds to lick and remove the accumulations of dirt and dirt between her toes, taking it to her mouth. It's disgusting, but necessary to clean your brother's feet. Sometimes, she ends up touching the beads of sweat with her tongue, although this does not prevent or stop Applejack from continuing to lick the sole of her brother's foot to leave it spotless and shiny.

This is Applejack's usual way of cleaning her older brother's feet, since she considers it a very effective way to successfully remove the dirt that accumulates on the soles of Big Mac's feet. For many it would be something strange and curious , but for her and her brother, it is the most normal and everyday thing. Big Mac certainly enjoys it, especially since he keeps his sister down in these cases. Applejack also enjoys licking her brother's feet, she feels that she deserves something good like this, a way to reward Big Mac for his great contribution to the farm.

After all, Big Mac considers this a good and well-deserved reward for his very hard and honest work on this day, which was a little more different than usual. He knows that his sister will take her time finishing licking the soles of his feet, so he just relaxes and clears his mind to think about other totally banal things.

Tomorrow will be another day of work.

THE END.

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Story focused on the pony Big Mac and how he unknowingly destroys humanity in its entirety under the immensity of his feet.

An apology if you see spelling or grammatical errors, I am not a native English speaker (I am a Spanish speaker).

In any case, I hope you enjoy it.