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It was a wild morning at the office. As the sun rose over the city skyline, Cynthia strode confidently into the building, her high-heeled platform mules clicking authoritatively on the marble floor. Little did she know, her world was about to be turned upside down - literally.

With a jaunty swing of her wide hips, Cynthia made her way to her desk, her ample rear barely contained by the tight pencil skirt hugging her generous curves. She was the office bombshell, the fetching BBW secretary who always turned heads as she sashayed through the cubicles.

But Cynthia held a secret. Late the previous night, while the rest of the crew was long gone, she had been playing with her latest toy - an app that could shrink a person down to the size of an ant with a few taps on her smartphone screen. She had indulged her deepest fantasies, swiping and shrinking her male coworkers one by one, then gleefully stepping on the tiny figures, feeling them crunch beneath her soles until they vanished in bloody smears.

Cynthia shivered with perverse delight remembering the way their miniscule bodies had burst and smeared obscenely under her feet. Her fetish for crushing and dominating was insatiable, and now she had the power to act it out again and again, completely undetected.

Settling into her chair, Cynthia crossed her thick thighs, the flared hem of her skirt riding up to expose her chubby pale skin. She wasn't wearing panties today - too constricting. Her braless breasts strained against her button-down top as she leaned forward to power up her computer.

Suddenly, a tiny flicker of movement caught her eye. Peering down at the floor, Cynthia gasped. Dozens of infinitesimally small men were scattered about, waving their arms and shouting in terror. In the chaos of getting ready that morning, she had forgotten about the shrunken co-workers she had created the night before.

A wicked grin spread across Cynthia's full lips. This had to be a sign - the opportunity to indulge her fetish was too good to pass up. She uncrossed her legs and rose from the chair, towering over the itsy bitsy men.

"C'mere, my little playthings," Cynthia purred, squatting down. She hiked her skirt up over her wide hips, fully exposing her bare, glistening sex. Licking her lips, she began masturbating, rubbing her pussy lips and stiffening clit as the miniscule men scurried about in confusion.

"Fuck yeah," Cynthia groaned, her fingers plunging into her slick folds. "I'm gonna fucking smother you." She ground her palm against her clit, shuddering with pleasure. Rivulets of her honey gushed out to coat the tiny figures.

Just as her orgasm began to crest, Cynthia slammed her stiletto heel down into the writhing mass of naked men. She threw her head back and screamed in ecstasy as she felt them crush and splatter beneath her sole.

"Yes, fuck yes!" she shrieked, her body shaking with spasms of rapture. She ground her shoe back and forth, pulverizing the pitiful men into gory smears, her pussy erupting with orgasmic juices.

For several long moments Cynthia stayed squatting there, crushing and grinding, insensitive to anything but the pulses of pleasure rocketing through her. Finally, she slumped back onto her chair, gasping and shuddering with the aftershocks.

Glancing down dazedly at the mess of blood and crushed tiny bodies smeared across the floor, Cynthia felt a twinge of unease. She was so caught up in rapture she had forgotten she was at work. If anyone saw the carnage she'd created, her life would be over.

Heart pounding, she quickly wiped her sole clean with a handful of tissues and straightened her skirt. She'd clean up this mess later - for now, she had to act normal. Cynthia took a deep breath and put on a bright smile. She had to get through the day.

Little did she know, her shrink app had an auto-reverse feature that would restore her victims to normal size by the end of the day. In the meantime, she could just clean up the bodies as if nothing had happened.

Cynthia felt a newfound sense of power and control as she sashayed back to her computer, her wet pussy still tingling from the intense orgasm. With this app, she could indulge her wildest crushing fantasies whenever she wanted, as many times as she wanted.

Grinning relentlessly, the smash-happy secretary settled in for another uneventful workday, already dreaming of the next time she could shrink a man and make him her punderful human carpet.