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Brianna was a beautiful plus-sized woman with long curly brown hair and warm hazel eyes that sparkled with mischief. At 5'6" and 220 lbs, she had an hourglass figure that turned heads everywhere she went.

One day, her boyfriend Mark gave her a curious app to try out on her phone. It was called Shrinx and promised to "open up a whole new world of possibilities." Intrigued, Brianna downloaded it and started tinkering with the advanced settings.

To her amazement, the app worked! Using the camera viewfinder, she could shrink objects and people down to tiny size with a tap of the screen. Giggling excitedly, she called Mark over.

"Hey babe, you won't believe this crazy thing I found," Brianna said, holding up her phone. "C'mere and hold still for a sec."

Mark, a lanky 6'2" guy with a mop of shaggy blond hair, ambled over curiously. "What's up?"

Brianna grinned impishly and pointed her phone camera at him. "Watch this!"

She tapped the screen and Mark suddenly shrunk down to the size of a coffee mug in the blink of an eye! He looked around in shock and confusion, his wavy hair and skinny jeans now woefully inadequate to his new shrunken state.

"Whoa dude, that's wild!" Brianna laughed, scooping up the miniaturized Mark gingerly in her hand. "I'm gonna have so much fun with you at this size."

Over the next few days, she took immense pleasure in the delicate little man. She'd perch him on her ample cleavage, watching him scramble for purchase in her cavernous bra. Brianna would set him out on a dinner plate to see him shiver and cower next to the looming food. Sometimes she'd give him tiny cooking utensils and make him perform for her amusement.

At night, she'd strip him down to a hairless blur. Then she'd slowly lower her dripping, womanly snatch down to swallow him in velvety dark. Mark would struggle and gasp inside her as she clenched her rippling walls around him, her muffled moans growing louder.

The BJW would ride her sopping slit until his tiny body was twitching and jerking in a ruined heap. She'd flush him down to whatever fate awaited him in her hulking dump truck of a toilet and fall asleep, smugly satisfied.

One evening, Brianna's mother Donna came over for dinner. The two women, a matching pair of zaftig beauties, sat in the kitchen sipping wine and chatting.

Suddenly, there was a pitiful scream. They looked down to see a tiny man - Mark! - scurrying across the tile floor. Before they could react, Donna, wearing her favorite high heels, shifted and planted a stiletto right on top of him.

It was like a bug underfoot. There was a sickening crunch and a burst of miniscule gore. The shrieking stopped. Brianna yelped and lunged for the spot, but it was too late. Her boyfriend had been reduced to a smear under her mother's oblivious shoe.

"My god, mom, look what you just did!" Brianna cried, falling to her knees. "That was Mark! I shrunk him with an app!"

Donna gaped at her daughter in shock. "Oh Brianna, I'm so sorry! Oh my god..." She reached for her phone to call for help, still standing on the spot.

But she slipped on the tiny puddle of blood and her ankle twisted. Donna let out a yelp as she fell, her tremendous weight coming down and smashing the remains of Mark into the floor.

The two plus-sized women sat up, stunned, surrounded by the ruined remains of one very unfortunate young man. An awkward silence hung in the air.

Donna was the first to speak, her voice shaky. "Well...I guess I'll just have to take full blame for this since I'm the one who...squashed him in the end." She sighed and nodded at her daughter. "You better be more careful with that shrink app from now on, okay sweetie?"

Brianna just nodded numbly, wiping away a tear. Her boyfriend was dead, and here she was discussing it over wine with the woman who, even if accidentally, was responsible. Life sure could be strange and twisted sometimes.

But maybe...just maybe...that was all part of the fun. She smiled sadly and clinked her glass against her mother's.

"Don't worry mom, I'll be sure to lay down some plastic sheeting next time. Maybe a giant roach motel too, just to be extra safe." She raised an eyebrow. "And hey, you're still stuck on him, you know."

Donna looked down and gulped. The bloody pancake that had been Mark was indeed still trapped under her high heel. With a grimace, she slowly hoisted her large frame up and off the remains. They both just stared at the spreading red smear.

"So...how about we chuck it and have that pizzarolled out nice and hot in the kitchen," Brianna suggested after a moment, grabbing a roll of paper towels. "I'll clean this up. And we'll probably have to tell the cops a crazy story tomorrow!"

Donna sighed, then laughed shakily and patted her daughter's shoulder. "Oh honey. The crazy things I've had to do for you! Let's go eat and forget this mess for tonight. I'm starving."

As they headed slowly for the kitchen, Brianna grabbed her phone to delete the incriminating video evidence. Then she smiled to herself, already imagining what other fun she could have with her new app. Her eyes sparkled with possibilities as she pictured a world shrunk to her whims and caprices.