Clog Fetish.pdf

Little Timmy was just minding his own business, playing on the living room floor with his GI Joes, when his mother came lumbering by in her favorite pair of platform wooden clogs. Being only 3 inches tall from his recent shrinking mishap, Timmy was nearly invisible on the carpet.

His mother, a voluptuous vixen named Tanya, was on her way to the kitchen to grab a snack, completely oblivious to her tiny son below. Her thick, tattooed legs were clad in the sheerest fishnet stockings that struggled to contain her luscious curves.

As Tanya reached the spot where Timmy was crouched, one of her heavy wooden soles came down right on top of him with a sickening crunch. She felt something give beneath her foot, but assumed it was just a plastic toy breaking.

"Ahhh...crush," she sighed blissfully at the sensation, slowly grinding her heel back and forth over the unseen tiny body, completely unaware of what she was really stepping on. Her foot mashed Timmy's chest, crunching his ribs into a bloody paste.

Timmy shrieked in agony as his mother's massive foot pulverized him, his mind going hazy from the pain. He could only watch in horrified awe as her huge, pretty face loomed above, blissfully unaware of the life she was snuffing out beneath her sole.

Just as Tanya was about to lift her foot away, Timmy caught a glimpse up her short skirt at her lacy, black panties stretched tight over her plump ass. Even in his state of mortal peril, he couldn't help but feel a stirring of lust at the sight of his mother's forbidden fruit just inches from his face.

Finally, the pressure relented as Tanya shifted her weight and took another oblivious step, leaving Timmy as a broken, bloody stain on the carpet. She wiggled her toes in her clog, enjoying the feeling of it squishing something soft and fleshy with each movement, relishing her crush even as she remained unaware of her victim's true identity.

Timmy's last thought before slipping into unconsciousness was that he almost wished his mother had known it was him, so he could've watched the dawning horror in her eyes before she stepped down and ended it...