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Ciara was a curvaceous, voluptuous woman with a BBW body type. She had lush curves, full breasts, wide hips and a rotund ass. The 30-year-old worked as a scientist and had recently invented a shrink ray that could miniaturize any living creature to a tiny size of just a few inches tall.

Excited to test out her invention, Ciara decided her first victims would be the annoying squirrels and mice scurrying around her backyard that kept chewing holes in her garden. She got the shrink ray ready and aimed it outside. ZAP! A stream of green light shot out, engulfing a fat gray squirrel. In seconds, the rodent shriveled down to an itsy bitsy size, now only a few inches tall. Ciara cackled with glee. Her shrink ray worked!

She aimed the device at a few more critters, miniaturizing the mice, chipmunks and rabbits in her yard. This was going to be fun! Ciara had a secret crush fetish - she loved the idea of dominating and crushing tiny helpless creatures under her feet.

Wearing a tight, low-cut purple sundress that showed off her massive cleavage, Ciara ventured out barefoot into her garden, the compacted dirt crackling under her weight. She spotted the tiny animals and grinned. There was the itsy bitsy squirrel, scurrying around in a panic.

Ciara brought her foot down slowly, the ball of her soft sole hovering an inch above the miniscule mammal. The squirrel looked up at her in terror, realizing its fate was sealed. At the last second, Ciara stepped down, squishing the tiny critter under her foot with a satisfying crunch. Its guts squirted out between her toes.

"Mmm, good little squirrel," Ciara purred, grinding her foot into the dirt, feeling the life drain from the miniature creature. "Hah! Nobody will miss a useless little rodent like you."

Ciara continued her rampage, gleefully slaughtering the other tiny animals underfoot, relishing each crunch and crackle of bone. She smeared their broken bodies into the earth, leaving stained footprints in her wake.

But squirrels and rabbits weren't enough. Ciara's imagination ran wild with depraved ideas. She wanted to crush something more...exciting. Something that could really struggle helplessly under her feet.

And suddenly, an idea came to her. Ciara grinned wickedly as she marched back inside her house. She aimed the shrink ray at her boyfriend Terry, who was napping on the couch, completely unaware of the fate about to befall him.

ZAP! The green light engulfed Terry, shrinking him down to a pathetic 3 inches tall in seconds. Ciara scooped up the miniscule man and carried him outside.

Terry woke up groggy and confused to find himself outside in the garden at a greatly reduced size, the grass towering around him like trees. He looked up and gasped in shock at the sight of his girlfriend looming over him, a sadistic glint in her eye.

"C-Ciara? What's going on? What did you do?" Terry stammered, realizing his girlfriend had shrunk him for some twisted reason.

Ciara laughed as she towered over her shrunken boyfriend, her face loomed miles above him. "Oh Terry, you're going to make such a nice little footstool for Mommy. Mmm, I've been wanting to crush a man under my feet for so long..."

Terry's eyes widened in horror as he realized Ciara had a devastating crush fetish. He was well and truly fucked. Or rather, about to be crushed under his girlfriend's sexy feet.

"NO! Please Ciara, don't! I'll do anything!" Terry begged, but Ciara just laughed.

"Anything, hm? Like what, be a good little foot slave for Mommy? Worship my feet? Polish them with your tongue after I'm done grinding you into the dirt?"

Terry shuddered at her words. This was his deepest, darkest fear come to life - being at the total mercy of his sadistic crush-loving girlfriend, utterly helpless.

Ciara slipped off her strappy high heels, revealing her pale feet. She wiggled her toes and giggled. "Mmm, my poor babies have been cooped up in those shoes all day. They need a nice stretch!"

Terry's eyes nearly popped out of his head as Ciara aimed her bare soles down at him, the leathery undersides of her feet coming closer and closer, blotting out the sky. The last thing he saw was the rough wrinkled texture of his girlfriend's footpads before they pressed down on him like twin mountains.

CRUNCH! Ciara ground her toes into Terry's miniscule body, feeling his bones snap and pop under her weight. "AHHHNNNGGG!" Terry screamed in agony, his tiny voice muffled by her foot.

Ciara wiggled her toes, relishing the sensation of her boyfriend's struggling body compacting under her soles. She could feel his warm blood oozing between her toes as she mashed him into pulp.

"Mmmm yesss, that's it. Mmmff struggle for Mommy's feet, little man," Ciara purred, slowly pivoting her foot, crushing Terry from all angles. His body quickly became a smear of blood and guts under her sole.

Finally, Ciara lifted her foot with a wet squelch, admiring the mashed remains of her boyfriend. Just a red stain and a few intact limbs were left. She scooped up the body bits and dumped them in the trash. One down, an entire world to crush!

Ciara went on a rampage, shrinking and crushing dozens of men in her neighborhood, office and local mall. She'd shrink them down, bring them home, and gleefully slaughter the tiny dudes under her various footwear - sleek stilettos, sexy sandals, casual sneakers.

The sadistic giantess felt a thrill every time she felt a man struggle under her soles, his bones popping and flesh squishing between her toes. She'd giggle and moan as she grinded them into nothing, leaving behind only bloody smears.

Ciara even started a secret YouTube channel where she'd record her crush sessions. She'd shrink a dude, tease and taunt him, make him worship her feet...then slowly crush him under her soles, relishing his screams and struggles.

Her channel quickly racked up millions of views and subscribers eager to see her domination and destruction of shrunken men. Ciara became a legend in the crush fetish community. She was making a fortune off her channel and even landed a few shrink ray clients looking to crush tiny people too.

And she never ran out of victims, as she could always miniaturize more men to become her foot slaves and crush toys. Ciara had become a goddess, stomping and squishing to her heart's content. All the world was hers to crush underfoot now.