Kyrehx wrote a sweet short story to this pic:

“Damn pesky insect…”

Beerus got up from his bed with a sigh, rolling his golden eyes at the perceived intrusion to his room by what appeared to be a little speck of a bug. The cat God had been watching it for a while, tracking it’s every move and mulling over how best to dispose of it, his smirk growing as he imagined the many torments he could put the bug through, though the punishment he had decided on was much simpler. Truly lazy in every sense of the word.

As of that moment, the God wore nothing but his underpants, showing his thin yet quite muscular body, and some of his regalia… his golden bracelets, earring, collar, and arm bands glinting in the light. Raising his arms above his head, Beerus stretched, yawning and exposing his sharp fangs, before letting out a sigh and smirking again. He took his steps slow, his five toed bare feet hitting the floor with deliberately hard impacts. He wanted to make it last.

Slamming a foot down in front of the bug, he watched it skitter back the way it came from, only to be met with another monolithic wall of purple fine-haired flesh. “Heh… poor little bug can’t find his way out?” Beerus chuckled, a hand on his hip as he herded the bug around with his feet. In one way, he did love bugs for how stupid they were and how easy to play with they were, and stomping around the bug, frightening it and sending it running was just too fun to pass up.

Beerus felt his bulge grow from his fun, imagining the squeaky voice of a little under him instead of a voiceless bug, begging his god, pleading with his god to not be stepped on… And of course, ignored. After a few more stomps though, the bug stopped, then rolled over, apparently tired from his playing. Beerus cocked his head and scoffed. “Oh, you don’t want to play that game anymore…? Fine… I guess I’ll have to end it…”

He chuckled again, dropping his hand from his hip and stepping forward, towering over the insect as he moved his foot over the bug’s little body. The massive purple cat’s foot easily took up the bug’s sky, clearly a world-changing event for it… but for Beerus, it was just a casual step. Beerus smirked down and began to step down, ever so slowly, ensuring that the inevitable crush would take the maximum amount of time possible.

“I am a God. You’re just a bug to me… now do what bugs do best.” He ordered, his foot in position, slowly moving down. He could see the bug frozen in place, looking up at him and his foot. In the back of his mind, he thought that the viewpoint of that bug might make for a nice picture…

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It seems that Beerus has found a bug and he's about to take care of it.

Had the sketch of this one lying around for a while and what better way to show that I'm back than drawing my favourite perspective of one of my favourite characters.