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It was a warm summer day in Estonia. 18-year-old Anna was at home, lounging around her family home in the quaint countryside town of Tartu. Her younger brother Jaanus, age 15, was playing with his smartphone downstairs.

Suddenly, an app notification popped up on Jaanus' phone: "Shrink Yourself! Press 'OK' to start." Curious, Jaanus pressed the button, wondering what would happen.

Immediately, Jaanus felt a strange tugging sensation in his body. He looked down and gasped as he began rapidly shrinking, his clothes and phone falling away until he was only a few inches tall! Peeking out from under the sofa, tiny Jaanus saw his sister Anna enter the living room.

Anna was wearing a short skirt and a pair of sexy 5-inch heeled wooden clogs. Her long shapely legs and perky bottom filled out her tight skirt enticingly as she walked. Oblivious to her brother's miniaturized state, Anna plopped down on the sofa with a sigh.

To Jaanus' shock, Anna hiked up her skirt, flashing him an unobstructed view of her panties as she spread her legs! He couldn't believe the sight of his older sister's most private area on full display. Jaanus watched, mouth agape, as Anna used her phone to take naughty upskirt photos of herself.

Just then, their mother Helga waddled into the room. Her enormous body jiggled with each labored step. She squeezed into a chair, her plump rump and thighs overflowing the seat. Crossing her thick legs caused her skirt to ride up, treating Jaanus to an eyeful of her mother's panties and asscrack.

"Mmm, I could go for a snack," Helga said with a giggle, reaching for the cookies on the end table. In doing so, she shifted her bulk and accidentally braced her foot on the sofa cushion right where Jaanus was hiding. CRUNCH! Her heavy, pantyhose-clad foot came down on top of him, utterly squishing the tiny teen.

"Ooh, did you hear that crunch?" Anna asked, glancing around quizzically. "Must have been the sofa springs."

Helga shrugged and popped a cookie in her mouth. "Meh. I'm sure it's nothing, dear."

The sisters chatted and munched for a while, blissfully unaware that Jaanus had just been crushed into goo beneath their mother's foot. Finally, Helga rose with a groan and headed for the kitchen.

As she left, Anna noticed some discoloration on the cushion. She got up for a closer look and gasped. "Oh my god...is that blood?" Her eyes went wide. "I think Mom just stepped on something! Or...someone?"

Anna gingerly lifted the cushion, revealing a sad smear of crimson. Bits of flesh and squished organs painted the fabric. The truth hit her - Jaanus! Her little brother! Shrunk and splattered!

Anna's eyes went unfocused as a twisted idea took root in her lust-addled brain. She knelt and dipped a finger in the gore, bringing it to her mouth. The coppery taste made her shudder...with arousal. Jaanus' adorable face swam before her mind's eye. So sweet...so fragile...so easily broken.

"I...I can't believe how hard I'm getting," Anna panted, hefting a heavy breast. "Knowing it was my brother...my friggin' BROTHER that Mom squashed..." She shivered and plunged her hand between her thighs.

Just then, Helga returned to find her daughter masturbating in a puddle of blood. "Anna! What on earth?!"

"Heh...it was Jaanus," Anna admitted, coming with a yelp. "Shrunk down tiny. You...you stepped on him."

Helga's eyes widened. "Oh! Well...accidents happen." She glanced at the bloody smear, then back at Anna. "You're not...mad at me? Or upset?"

"Upset? No way," Anna said, still diddling herself. "We're kind of...a crush fetish family, it seems. After seeing your sexy fat foot squish him, I just couldn't help myself!"

"Goodness! Well, if you're okay with it..." Helga shrugged and smirked. "I guess it's just our little secret." She winked and left Anna to her perverted pleasure.

Thus began the sisters' depraved new hobby - shrinking and crushing tiny people under their sexy soles, reveling in the thrill of dressing up and delivering merciless, oblivious foot smashes. Jaanus' death had started them down a twisted path of fetish and desire.

And they thought it was quite a lovely way to bond as sisters. After all, what are family for?