Isabella & The Shrink Ray.pdf

It was a dark and stormy night. Isabella was home alone, sprawled on the couch in the living room, watching TV. Her little brother Tommy, who she detested, was nowhere to be seen. Good riddance.

Suddenly, the front door opened with a bang. "Isabella, I'm home!" It was her father and stepmother Judy. They had been out for a dinner date.

"Hey sweetie, how was your night?" Judy asked, plopping down on the couch beside Isabella. Her massive, voluptuous body sank into the cushions. She was wearing a skin-tight red dress that left little to the imagination.

"Whatever," Isabella grunted. "Where's Tommy? I haven't seen him all evening."

Judy shrugged. "He's around here somewhere, I'm sure. That boy, always off getting into trouble."

Just then, they heard a tiny scream from beneath the couch. Isabella and Judy exchanged a confused look. Judy lifted up the edge of the sofa and gasped. There, scurrying about on the dusty floorboards, was her stepbrother Tommy. But he was impossibly small, no bigger than a thumb!

"Oh my god, Tommy! What happened to you?" Judy cried, reaching under to scoop up the minuscule boy. She held him out in her palm, squinting at his tiny flailing form.

"Judy, what's going on?" Isabella's father John asked, coming into the room.

"Tommy's been shrunk down to a tiny size!" Judy exclaimed. "Look!"

John peered at his tiny son, his brow furrowed. "This is crazy. Where do you think he got this way?"

As he pondered this, Isabella felt a strange sensation wash over her. A secret thrill that she tried to suppress. The truth was, she had recently discovered an unusual ability - the power to shrink men down to a tiny insect-like size, using a magical ring she had pilfered from her grandmother's dusty jewelry box.

Over the past few months, unbeknownst to her family, Isabella had been gleefully shrinking all the males in her life who annoyed her. Classmates, teachers, random guys on the street - no one was safe from her newfound power. She would cackle with glee as she watched them struggle about helplessly on the ground at her feet.

But her favorite things to do with the shrunken men was to tickle and tease them with her feet. She had developed a powerful crush fetish and loved nothing more than to plant her sexy high heels right on top of their tiny squirming bodies, feeling them shriek in agony as she ground them under her soles. Mwahaha!

Isabella tried to act concerned as Judy fretted over Tommy. "Oh my god, how are we going to fix him? He could get hurt like that!"

Just then, there was a knock at the door. "I'll get it!" Isabella said, hopping up. She trotted to the foyer, her tight jeans hugging her shapely butt.

Opening the door revealed her neighbor Chad, a nerdy looking guy she knew from school. "Hey Isabella," he said shyly. "I was just wondering if you'd seen my friend Dave? He said he was coming over to my place to hang out but never showed."

Isabella glanced down and had to suppress a wicked grin. There, cowering at her feet, was a miniscule Chad. She had shrunk him earlier that day as a little test of her powers. He was so tiny he looked like an ant!

"I haven't seen him," Isabella said breezily, stepping on Chad with the toe of her sneaker. She felt him scream in pain as she bore down, grinding him into the carpet. "Unf! Izzy! Please!"

"Aw that's too bad," she said, acting oblivious to his pleas. "Well I better go, my family is waiting for me." She slammed the door shut.

Sauntering back into the living room, Isabella noticed something strange - the floor was dotted with tiny figures, dozens of them. Shrunken men, scurrying about in all directions. It looked like her crush fetish diary had spilled open, unleashing all her victims.

"Isabella, look!" Judy shrieked. She pointed a trembling finger at the army of little men. "What in the world..."

"I don't know!" Isabella said, faking shock. "This is so weird!"

As the adults gasped and shouted, Isabella couldn't resist the urge to slip off her sneakers. She stretched out her stocking feet, wiggling her toes, and pressed them down on the nearest cluster of shrunken men.

Immediately, the tiny figures began to squirm and shriek in terror as her toes and soles mashed down on them. "Noooo!" "Help!" "AHHHH!" Their cries were nearly inaudible but sent delicious shivers through Isabella's body.

She ground her feet in circles, feeling the dozens of little men being crushed into paste. Their blood and guts squelched between her toes. Delightful!

Just then, there was a commotion from the hallway. "HELP! Someone help!" It was the voice of her grandfather Joe, sounding very tiny.

Isabella glanced over and couldn't believe her eyes. There, stumbling out of the hall on spindly legs, were grandpa Joe and grandma June. They were no bigger than mice!

"Jesus Christ!" John shouted. "Isabella, what the hell is going on? How did everyone get shrunk?"

Isabella acted gobsmacked. But secretly, she was thrilled. Her family members, now tiny and helpless at her feet, ripe for crushing. This was a dream come true!

She began stomping and grinding her stockinged feet into the carpet, cackling with each tiny crunch and pop of bones and organs. "OH GOD STOP!" "IZZY PLEASE!" "HELP US!"

Grandpa Joe and grandma June tried to flee, but her mother's big soft feet came down on them, squishing them into the fibers. Judy shrieked but was too shocked to move.

In moments, it was over. The floor was a mess of tiny bloodstains and crushed body parts, but no one was left intact. Isabella stood there panting, her feet and socks stained with gore.

She couldn't help it - she burst out laughing, a cold, unhinged sound. "Oh my god, I can't believe I did that!" she gasped, tears of mirth streaming down her face. "I'm so bad!"

Just then, she felt something tiny squirming under her foot. She looked down and saw Tommy, still miniscule, staring up at her in horror and disgust.

"Tommy... I didn't mean to..." Isabella cooed. "I'm so sorry baby brother."

She plucked the tiny boy from the blood-soaked carpet and brought him up to her face. "I'll take extra good care of you now," she purred. "My cute little toy. Would you like that?"

Tommy just glared at her, his tiny chest heaving with anger and fear. But he was powerless in her hands now. Just another victim to be played with and crushed by his wicked, sadistic big sister.

Isabella grinned, already thinking of all the fun things she would do to her shrunken brother and the other remaining tiny men. This was going to be a blast!