The Accidental Crushing: A Shrink Story.pdf (2025)

It was a sunny Saturday afternoon and 16-year-old Tessa was lounging on the living room couch in her short shorts and tank top, scrolling through her phone. Her 14-year-old stepbrother Liam was laying on the floor, building with his Lego set.

"Well this is boring," Tessa sighed, tossing her phone aside. "I'm going out in the backyard for some sun, I guess. Later dweeb!"

She got up and headed out the sliding glass door to the patio, leaving poor Liam to his childish toys. He rolled his eyes at the insult, but paid her no mind and continued building his spaceship model.

Suddenly, there was a blinding flash of light that filled the living room! Liam felt a strange tingly sensation wash over his body. He looked down and screamed - he was shrinking rapidly! In seconds, he was no bigger than a bug, his Lego bricks now towering above him like skyscrapers!

"Oh my god, what's happening to me?!" he shrieked in terror, frantically waving his miniscule arms and legs. But it was no use, he kept shrinking down, down, down until he was no more than a centimeter tall, lost among the carpet fibers.

Just then, Tessa strutted back into the house, her strappy high heels clopping loudly on the hard floor. She was oblivious to the terrified tiny figure struggling in the carpet near her feet.

"Mm, I feel so yummy in these heels," she cooed, admiring how they elongated her legs. "I totally need to get more of these!"

She stepped right over where Liam was stuck, the platform of her shoe smushing him under its hard sole. His wails of horror were lost in the click-clacking of her heels as she walked by, unknowingly crushing him to death.

Tessa plopped back down on the couch and pulled out her phone. "Ew, I'm so bored," she grumbled, flipping through apps. Her eyes lit up when she saw a new video from her favorite YouTuber.

"Ohmigod, there's a new Ashleigh video! She's the best, I love her crush fetish content," Tessa gushed. The buxom blonde bombshell had a channel where she posted videos of her crushing various objects and tiny toys under her sexy high heels. Tessa was obsessed.

As she watched Ashleigh grind a plastic army man into the floor, a wicked idea began to form in her head. She glanced down at her own large, soft feet and wiggled her toes in her sandals.

"You know, those definitely look good enough to crush with," she declared with a smirk. Tessa had always been a bit of a mean girl, getting twisted thrills from manipulating and taking advantage of people. The idea of using her feet to totally dominate and destroy helpless little things was extremely appealing to her.

"I wonder... I bet I could find some bugs or ants or something around here to step on. That would be hilarious!" she giggled to herself.

Tessa hopped up and started searching around the living room, her eyes scanning the floor and furniture closely. She didn't notice the tiny corpses of shrunken men scattered about - her own brother Liam was splayed out like roadkill under her couch.

Suddenly, she spotted some motion near the coffee table. Peering closer, she saw a group of teeny tiny men struggling to walk across the surface! They looked to be her age or younger, no more than an inch tall.

"No way... are those people? Like, shrunken down?" she breathed, equal parts shocked and delighted. "Jackpot!"

Tessa quickly kicked off her sandals and shrugged out of her shorts, leaving herself in just her little tank top. She strode over to the coffee table, her bare soles padding against the hardwood.

The miniscule figures looked up and let out screams of terror at the sight of her massive feet looming over them. Tessa grinned, feeling a rush of power and control.

"Oops, looks like you little guys are all mine now," she purred. She slowly raised one foot and brought it down on top of a cluster of the tiny men. The wet squelches and crunches as she ground them into the wood made her shudder with pleasure.

"Oh fuck yeah, that felt amazing," she groaned, relishing the sensation of their bodies breaking under her sole. Tessa began gleefully stomping and crushing the rest of the helpless shrunken men into paste, her toes curling with bliss.

Just then, she heard a groan from the couch behind her. Tessa whirled around to see her mother, Karen, sitting up with a bewildered expression. But something was very wrong - she appeared to be no more than 2 inches tall!

"Mom? What the hell? Are you okay?" Tessa asked in confusion. Wait a second... Karen didn't look concerned at all. In fact, she looked rather pleased, eyeing Tessa's bare feet hungrily.

"Mmm Tessa, you're so beautiful," Karen cooed, drinking in the sight of her daughter's sexy feet. "I always knew you had it in you. You're a natural born crusher!"

The petite woman began crawling across the couch cushion towards Tessa, her eyes locked on her soles.

"What are you talking about? Why are you so small?" Tessa asked, though deep down she already suspected. The same mysterious force that had shrunk Liam and those other guys must have affected Karen too.

"It's the spell, sweetie. Our family has been cursed to shrink for generations," Karen explained, now standing right in front of Tessa's toes. She reached out a tiny hand to stroke them reverently. "But we girls always retain our size and strength. We're the ones in control."

"Wow, really? So like... you're into crushing things too?" Tessa asked, her eyes lighting up.

Karen nodded, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Oh yes. And it looks like you are too, my dear. I'm so proud of you!"

She began kissing and licking Tessa's toes, moaning with pleasure. Tessa giggled and playfully ground her foot on her shrunken mom.

"Careful now, you might smush me," Karen teased, not sounding concerned at all. If anything, the threat seemed to excite her.

Just then, the front door opened and in walked Tessa's father and grandfather - both no more than 3 inches tall! They froze when they saw the scene before them.

"Karen! Tessa! What's going on here?!" Tessa's father exclaimed in shock, though his eyes were glued to Tessa's soles.

"Oh honey, looks like the shrinking curse has hit again," Karen called, still nuzzling Tessa's toes. "Don't worry, the girls will take good care of you."

Tessa smirked at her tiny dad and grandpa, enjoying the look of fear and awe on their faces as they stared up at her. She slowly raised her foot, letting them see how big and powerful it was compared to them.

"I think the ladies should have some fun now, don't you?" she purred. "What do you say, mom - want to smash with me?"

"Fuck yes!" Karen cheered, high fiving Tessa's foot. "Let's show these little guys who's boss."

And with that, the two women gleefully began crushing Tessa's shrunken male relatives under their feet, cackling with sadistic glee. The wet crunching of bones and screams of the dying men only spurred them to greater heights of crushing ecstasy.

Tessa and Karen continued their rampage for hours, gleefully smashing anything male that crossed their path. They crunched through clumps of shrunken classmates, ground Tessa's male friends into paste, and even crushed the mailman when he came to the door.

By the end of the day, Tessa's soles were drenched with blood and smeared with chunks of gore - but she had never felt so powerful and aroused in her life. Squashing those pathetic little men had awakened a deep, dark craving in her.

As night fell, the woman collapsed on the couch, exhausted but deeply satisfied. She knew that this was only the beginning of her journey into the world of crush fetish. With her and her mother as the dominant giants, they would make sure the shrunken males knew their place - under their feet. Always.

The next day, Tessa got started on her new life-long passion. She began documenting all her crushing adventures in a special diary, detailing the exquisite sensations and sights of grinding little bodies into mush.

When she got to school, she made sure to wear skimpy outfits to show off her sexy feet. Tessa would spread her legs and make the shrunken boys squirm up her thighs and into her cleavage, occasionally crushing one between her toes just to assert her control.

The other girls took notice and began to emulate Tessa's behavior. Soon, the female students were ruling the school, tormenting the creeping males at every opportunity. The teachers were powerless to stop it, either too afraid or too aroused by the giantesses' cruelty.

Tessa and her friends spent every lunch period stomping through the halls, gleefully grinding on the carpet of shrunken boys under their feet. They would kick their backpacks and laugh as the tiny figures inside were pulverized.

On the weekends, the girls would get together and have giantess movie nights, watching their favorite films of sexy dominants destroying pathetic men. They'd scream with delight at the wet crunching sounds and graphic gore.

Tessa continued to run her YouTube channel, amassing millions of followers hungry for her crush content. She'd do weekly livestreams where she would slowly and torturously flatten discreetly placed volunteers, their anguished screams triggering her fans.

As her fame and wealth grew, so did her depravity. Tessa began experimenting with new and harder materials to crush - steel, diamond, molten metal. Nothing was too hard or too taboo. She was insatiable.

Her channel and the giantess culture she spawned attracted all sorts of twisted people. Hardcore crush fans, male submissives, even some like-minded giantesses all flocked to her.

Tessa reveled in the worship and knew she had become something of a goddess to them. A icon of cruel female supremacy and sexy sadism. Little did they know that she and her mother were literal descendants of giantesses, fated to rule over shrunken men.

It was only a matter of time before her influence went global, sparking a worldwide movement of women rising up to claim their birthright - stomping down and crushing men under their feet. And Tessa would be the one to lead them, her name chanting in the crowds as armies of boot-clad feet marched on the shrunken hordes.

Yes, Tessa had tapped into her true destiny. She was more than a person - she was a goddess. A goddess of cruel, sexy, dominant female power. And all would bow before her in worship and worship. All would tremble at the gory, glorious sight of her feet.

The future was hers, and it would be paved with the bloody stepping stones of a million splattered men. Tessa grinned widely to herself, wiggling her toes. The game of thrones was about to become the game of thrones under giantess feet. And she was ready to play.