Shrunk in Kitchen.pdf

It was a normal morning when Janet woke up and began her routine. Up first, she brewed herself some coffee and went to check on her 16 year old son Tommy. But when she got to his room, he was nowhere to be found. Odd, she thought. Tommy was usually fast asleep until she woke him for school.

Puzzled, Janet wondered around the house calling out for him. "Tommy? Tommy, are you here?" No answer. Her brow furrowed as she peeked in the living room, dining room, even the laundry room. Where on earth could he be?

Then her eyes fell upon her smartphone on the kitchen counter. A sinister smile crept across her face. Of course, it had to be the forbidden shrink app again, the one she bought despite Tommy's protests. Janet loved the teenage boys and this app let her indulge her crush fetish in secret.

"Ahah, silly boy, I've found you now," she giggled to herself. Opening the app, a small red dot popped up on the kitchen floor. There her miniaturized son cowered in fear. "Mom, please, I'm sorry! I was just joking around, I'll delete it I swear!" his tiny voice squeaked.

"What's that? I can't hear you from all the way up there," Janet said in a sweet, mocking tone. She slowly strutted over to him, the click click of her 5-inch stilettos echoing. Tommy trembled as the monstrous heels loomed over him, each step bringing her closer.

When she reached him, she placed one red sole right next to his body. "You know the rules, Tommy. When you use the shrink app, you're fair game for Mommy's fun. Now be a good boy and worship my big beautiful feet." She wiggled her toes at him.

Miserably, he crawled forward and began kissing and licking the slick red leather, savoring her warm sweaty scent after a long day. "Mmm, that's it. Deeper, get your tongue in all the crevices like a good foot slave."

Janet shivered with delight, her feet tingling from his oral worship. "Ohhh yes, you really love having your face in Mommy's shoes, don't you? Admit it, say it!"

"I love worshipping your perfect feet, Mommy! I'm so sorry for the app!" Tommy whined between licks, the words garbled.

"Hmmm, maybe if you're a good boy from now on, I'll let you feel them all the way around you as a reward," Janet purred. She lifted her foot and placed it right on top of him, smooshing his tiny body completely under her sole.

Tommy squealed in a mix of pain and pleasure as his mother ground him into the tile, the spiked heel drilling into his stomach. "Mmmff! Mmph! Mmmm!" His teeny muffled cries only spurred her on.

"Ohhhh yesss, I've wanted to do this for so long!" She grinded her foot, relishing every bit of his struggling, every squashed inch of his body. The wet spot of drool appeared on her sole.

Just then, the front door opened. "Honey, I'm home!" Janet's husband called. She froze, not wanting to alert him to her sick activities.

In a panic, she lifted her foot and saw the bloody smear and crushed remains of her son smeared on it. Clutching her chest, she hyperventilated. Oh god, what had she done?!

"It was an accident!" she whispered shakily to herself. Gritting her teeth, she snatched up Tommy's body with her toes and tipped him down the drain. "Shhh, just go to sleep, baby. Mommy's so sorry..."

As her husband appeared in the doorway, she plastered on a cheerful face, hoping he wouldn't notice the red stain on her sole. "Welcome home, darling! I was just uh, making dinner. Why don't you wash up and come join me?"

Janet willed her hammering heart to calm as she turned back to the sink and began cleaning up, secretly praying her murderous secret would stay buried. For now, she had to play normal housewife, all while her depraved crush fetish urges raged in the dark recesses of her mind, dreaming of the next tiny victim to trample beneath her beautiful feet.