On The Floor.pdf

It was a warm summer evening. 19-year-old Tommy was shrunk to 6 inches tall by the Shrink app on his phone. He found himself nude and bug-sized in the kitchen. Tommy's mom Diane was standing nearby, preparing dinner. The 300-pound voluptuous woman was wearing only a lacy red bra and panty set that hugged her generous curves. Her thick thighs were covered in sheer black stockings, and she wore strappy red high heel platform sandals.

Tommy gasped as he beheld his mother's immense beauty from his tiny perspective on the counter. My god, what an amazing sexy goddess she is, he thought, drinking in the sight of her. He felt his little manhood stiffen at the view of her stocking-clad legs, the way her huge tits threatened to spill out of her lacy bra cups.

Diane's movements were slow and graceful as she chopped vegetables. She hummed to herself, apparently unaware of her son's tiny naked presence mere feet away. Then the powerful black mule heel of her platform sandal lifted right over Tommy's head. His heart raced as it hovered inches above him. Please don't step on me, he prayed.

But it was too late. With no warning, Diane shifted her weight and her sandal came down, planting squarely on Tommy's tiny body. The sole of her 5 inch platform sandal's black leather stretched across his entire torso, crushing him like a bug. "Ahhh!" he screamed in agony as his bones shattered. The heel dug cruelly into his neck, decapitating him.

Diane felt something squish under her foot. "Ow! What is that?" She lifted her sandal and saw the tiny smashed body of her son Tommy, blood smearing her sole. "Oh my god! Tommy!"

She dropped to her knees with a heavy thud, squealing as her bare knees throbbed from the impact of 300 pounds of soft flesh meeting tile. Tears welled in her eyes as she stared at Tommy's broken body. "No, baby, no! Mommy's so sorry!" she sobbed, bringing a shaking hand to her mouth.

Then Diane froze, her fingers hovering over the tiny corpse. Her eyes widened. Oh god, she thought, it felt really good to feel something tiny beneath my shoe... The feeling of squishing him sent forbidden tingles through her loins. Her thighs rubbed together, a sick warmth building.

Carefully, almost reverently, Diane scooped up Tommy's body and held it at eye level. She shuddered imagining what it must have felt like for him, to be crushed so ruthlessly by her in her giant platform sandals. A moan escaped her lips at the depravity of it all.

Diane stood, holding Tommy's body to her heaving bosom. She carried him to her bedroom, laying him carefully on the nightstand. "Rest now, my baby," she whispered, kissing the top of his head. "Mommy loves you."

The BBW woman began to undress for bed, her mind filled with dark fantasies. She slid her bra and panties off and climbed into bed naked, savoring the lingering ache in her knees and the memory of Tommy's tiny crunch underfoot. She shuddered in ecstasy, sliding a hand between her thighs. Crush videos used to be her secret vice, but now she knew nothing could compare to doing it herself. To crushing her own male prey. Like a bug.

As Diane drifted off to sleep, a Cheshire cat smile played on her lips. Tommy was the first, and he certainly wouldn't be the last. Her quest for bigger victims was just beginning. The first step was to get her hands on that Shrink app...