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Nick nervously fidgeted with his phone, opening an app he had installed the night before. He selected the profile of his attractive mother, Deborah. On the screen, her curvy figure in a tight red dress smiled seductively. Nick took a deep breath and pressed the button. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his body.

"Aaaaah!" Nick cried out, collapsing to the floor as his body rapidly shrank down to a tiny 6 inches tall. His jeans and shirt were now like tents engulfing his miniscule frame. Nick tried to make sense of what was happening, his heart pounding. That's when he heard the click of high heels approaching.

"Morning sunbeam, ready for breakfast?" Deborah called out cheerfully. From Nick's tiny perspective, his mother was a colossal goddess, each step thundering closer. The wooden soles of her lace-up leather clogs looked as big as cars. Nick's eyes went wide with terror as Deborah loomed over him, unaware of the tiny figure on her kitchen tile.

"Shit!" Nick tried to scurry out of the way, but it was too late. Deborah planted her full weight down on the spot where Nick was cowering. Her wooden sole pressed down on Nick with crushing force. He let out a blood-curdling scream as his body was pulverized into a tiny red smear under her oblivious foot.

"Oooo that felt good, on my toes all night," Deborah muttered to herself, twisting her foot from side to side. Nick's lifeless body oozed out from under her sole with sickening wet squelches. After a moment, she lifted her foot, leaving behind a shiny red pool and a few mangled limbs. Deborah wiped her clog clean on a dishtowel before heading to the stove to make eggs, still unaware she had just crushed her own son to death.

Meanwhile, on the kitchen table, Nick's friend John had also been downsized by the app. He clung to the edge of the table top, watching in horror as Deborah smeared and ground Nick's body into the tile, her ass cheeks jiggling with each movement. "Oh god, Nick! Noooo!" John wailed. The giantess sat down at the table, her huge denim-clad bottom barely missing John as it landed. She crossed one thick thigh over the other, hiking up her skirt to reveal the lacy edge of red panties.

John's tiny cock throbbed as he drank in the incredible view - his teacher's giant, womanly pussy so close he could smell her musk. Suddenly, Deborah stood up, reaching for the coffee pot. Her rump hovered right over John's head. In one swift motion, she ripped her panties off and tossed them aside. "Phew, it's been a long night!" she sighed, plopping her bare butt down right on top of John's struggling form.

"Eeeep!" The boy let out a muffled squeal as the massive, warm posterior engulfed him. Deborah shifted her weight from cheek to cheek, blissfully unaware of the tiny soul being smothered and crushed under her abundant ass. John's lungs rapidly filled with her thick ass-cheek stink, vision going black as his skull cracked under the cruel pressure.

Deborah sat there crushing John for long minutes, sipping coffee and reading the news on her phone. Finally, she stood, reaching back to pull a wedgie from her crack with a loud fart that buffeted the lifeless boy's broken body. "Mmm-mmm!" Deborah purred, jiggling her giant rump. "Time for my morning squat!"

She turned and bent at the waist, reaching for her ankles. Her sopping wet cunt-flaps unfurled and descended like Twin Towers right over John's corpse. Deborah let out a relaxed sigh as she loosed a heavy log onto the kitchen tile with a loud plop. The steaming turd rolled and steamed mere inches from the boy's face, filling John's dead lungs with the fetid stench of his own teacher's ass-dung.

After wiping front to back with a wad of paper towels, Deborah straightened up, carelessly flicking her soiled bum-wipes onto John's crushed body. "Breakfast time!" she called to her other son and husband. Deborah strutted out of the kitchen, her giant hips swaying, the leather clogs clicking against the tile. Mike and little Tommy shuffled in bleary-eyed moments later.

"Smells like Mom's cooking up eggs again," Tommy said cheerfully. Mike nodded and plopped into a chair by the table, not noticing the bloody smear, the mangled limbs or the steaming turd mere feet away. Deborah served them heaping plates piled high with fluffy scrambled eggs.

"I'll have you boys know these eggs were fertilized by the biggest cock I've ever seen," Deborah giggled. "Maybe I'll bring him around to meet you sometime. Among other things." She smirked and winked.

The boys just shrugged, digging into the creamy yellow eggs sizzling on their plates. They ate up every fluffy morsel, not realizing they were consuming ova that had been pumped full of potent cum by a bull of a man. The boys' cocks began to swell and throb as the eggs digested, flooding their young balls with raging testosterone.

Unbeknownst to them, Deborah had other plans for her growing sons. Her own brother had been tiny for weeks now after using the app. She planned to break in her boys and turn them into her personal pleasure toys, just like her brother. Deborah had recently become a voracious size-queen and crush-queen, getting off on dominating and destroying helpless tiny men.

For now though, she let her boys eat, unaware of the shrinking, scat and foot-play that awaited them. Deborah smiled to herself, mind swirling with perverted fantasies of smothering her sons' tiny cocks with her giant ass and pussy, crushing them with her big beautiful feet, shitting on them, and milking their shrunken dicks dry.

It was going to be a very good day indeed.