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Stacy woke up with a buzz. Not just the morning sun peeking through her curtains, but the constant vibrating of her phone. She rolled over and grabbed it - a dozen new notifications from her YouTube subscribers. With a grin, she pulled herself out of bed and stretched. Her generous curves jiggled with the movement, tits and ass bouncing as she headed to the kitchen.

After pouring herself a huge mug of coffee, she settled in to read the latest comments on her channel. Her videos were a big hit - candid camera footage of her stepping on tiny people and animals with her sexy clogs after zapping them down to size with her shrink ray. She gave the viewers what they wanted - a BBW goddess to worship.

The latest video was a den scenario. Stacy had walked around her living room and hallway, huge tits practically spilling out of her tight denim mini skirt as she towered over the shrunken guys below. She made sure to bend over plenty, giving them an eyeful of her plump ass and lack of underwear. The clogs she wore made her feet look massive next to the tiny figures scurrying around.

Several of them had gotten brave (or cocky) and started stroking their pathetic little dicks, begging her to smother them with her pussy. She'd happily obliged, lifting her skirt just enough to reveal her wet folds. The camera had picked up the scent, the distant sounds of her arousal.

By the time she'd gotten bored and started stepping on them, crushing their bodies beneath her soles, they'd been rock hard and ready to explode. She'd made sure to roll them around, smear them into her foot sweat and pussy juices before delivering the final crushing blow. It never failed to make her cum.

After reading through the comments, Stacy got an idea. She quickly got dressed in a fresh mini skirt and clogs, grabbed the camera and shrink ray, and headed to the basement. Time to give her fans another video to jerk off to. She had a feeling this one would bring in a lot of new subscribers and tips.

The candid camera would catch it all - every moan, every cry, every burst of orgasmic fluids beneath her feet as she used the tiny men like her own personal sex toys. They'd be lucky to last longer than a few seconds once she got her clogs on them. But that was the only way to satisfy her now - crushing the minuscule figures that shrank down to worship her body, just as they should.