Giantess Mom.pdf

It was the hot summer day as usual. John, 12-year-old tall skinny boy, came home from school when he heard his mother busy in the kitchen. He kicked off his shoes and went to the kitchen to see mom.

"Hey mom, I'm home!" John shouted his voice as he heard clacks of high heels approaching. His mother Cathy, a tall curvy blonde in her mid 30s, came out of the kitchen wearing only a sheer white shirt that barely covered her round ass and her long legs were squeezed in sexy red wooden high heels. John felt uneasy looking up at his mom's towering figure, her shirt riding up to reveal the bottom of her ass cheeks.

"Hello sweetie, I just made your favorite cookies. Though I'm afraid I'm feeling a bit...swollen today. These heels are killing my feet!" Cathy pouted as she sauntered over to John. She reached down to rub her aching soles, her shirt riding up even more. John gulped feeling himself getting hard from the view of his hot mom's plump ass.

With a grunt, Cathy accidentally stepped down, her heavy wooden clog coming down right on top of John's head with a sickening crunch! "Oh my god, John honey are you alright? Mommy's so sorry!" Cathy cried as she lifted her shoe, a bit of red hair and blood oozing out from underneath. But John was now only an inch tall, having been shrunk down in an instant by a strange shrinking app his friend Tommy installed on his phone that morning as a prank.

"Aaahhhh! M-mom! I'm down here!" John squeaked in terror from the sticky mess on the floor. Cathy looked around confused for a moment before spotting the tiny body. Her eyes went wide before a wicked smile crept over her face. "Well well, looks like Mommy has a fun new toy to play with!"

Cathy brought her clog down and ground it into John's minuscule body, the hard wooden sole crushing his bones and organs into a bloody smear. She moaned in pleasure, relishing the feeling of tiny life being snuffed out under her sexy shoe. This was more than just an accident - Cathy had a real crush fetish, a dark secret desire to squish and stomp on helpless tiny people.

Cathy continued on through the house, her red heels clacking on the floor. She went into the living room where her sister Linda was sitting on the couch. "Hey sis, come check out this crazy thing!" Cathy motioned to the bloody spot on the floor.

Linda peered down curiously. "What the hell? Is that... John?? Oh my god Cathy what did you do?"

"Hehe no worries, I've always wanted to try my new soles out on a real person. The little brat had it coming!" Cathy giggled mischievously. Linda gasped but couldn't deny the thrill going through her own loins at the sight. Maybe there was some of that sickness in her too.

The two sisters shared a long passionate kiss, their tongues entwining as Cathy hiked up her shirt and Linda dove in to suck on her perky nipples. They tumbled onto the couch in a frenzy of lust. Linda tore open Cathy's shirt and buried her face between her giant tits, motorboating the deep valley of cleavage while Cathy dry humped her leg.

They made out passionately for hours until the front doorbell rang, snapping them out of their lewd daze. "Oh shit, that must be the cops! Remember, Officer Jenny is coming over to ask questions about that Johnnie Johnson boy that went missing last week. Quick, hide his phone!" Cathy whispered urgently.

The sisters quickly cleaned up and put their clothes back on, stashing the phone in a drawer. They heard the doorbell ring again followed by a loud knock. "Police! Open up!" a stern female voice commanded.

Cathy sauntered over to the door, her heels clacking on the tile. She opened it to reveal Officer Jenny, a young smoking hot latina in a tight police uniform, her huge tits straining against the buttons of her shirt. "Well hello officer," Cathy purred, eyeing up the sexy cop. "What can we do for you today?"

Officer Jenny flashed her badge. "Ma'am, we're looking for Johnnie Johnson. His parents reported him missing. Have you seen him?"

Cathy put on a worried face and shook her head. "Oh no, that's terrible! No, we haven't seen the poor boy. Come in, can I get you anything officer? Maybe a nice cold drink?" She opened the door wider, motioning the cop inside.

Officer Jenny stepped into the foyer, her eyes scanning around suspiciously. "Actually, I'll need to take a look around if you don't mind."

"Of course, mi casa es su casa," Cathy purred, giving the cop a wink. Jenny nodded stiffly and began searching the house.

Meanwhile, on the floor, a tiny figure crawled out from under the couch - it was the shrunk John, still very much alive! Apparently the sexy shoe had missed his head. John was horrified and disgusted by what he just witnessed between his mom and aunt. And he was furious over being nearly crushed.

Rubbing his sore head, John scurried off, desperate to escape the house. He raced across the floor, dodging Chair legs and furniture as he went, until he reached the front door. Jenny's boots were right in front of him. The cop stood in the doorway, her back to John as she questioned Cathy in the living room.

John had to act fast. He spied her high-heeled boots and got an idea. The tiny boy raced up the side of the black leather shaft, using the ridges as footholds. Higher and higher he climbed until he reached the top, crawling under the laces.

John found himself in a dark, humid cave - the gap between Jenny's foot and the insole. The officer was going commando, her bare foot squishing and rubbing against John's body with every step. The strong scent of sweaty toejam filled his nostrils as he clung desperately to her hot skin.

Jenny shifted her weight and suddenly John went tumbling down, down, down until he splashed into a puddle of warm foamy liquid in the toe of her shoe. It was toe sweat! John flailed around in the smelly juices as he was jostled up and down, completely at the mercy of the sexy cop's feet.

"Thank you for your time ladies," Jenny said curtly, turning and marching back towards the door. Her boots clacked loudly on the tile, John screaming as her toes squished and ground him ruthlessly in her toegoo swamp.

Jenny stopped at the threshold and pointed back towards Cathy. "I'm not convinced you're telling the complete truth. I'll have to keep an eye on you."

Cathy smirked and blew her a kiss. "You do that, officer. Mi casa es su casa, you know."

Jenny rolled her eyes and left, slamming the door behind her. All was quiet except for the muffled screams from her boots as she marched down the steps.

Inside, Cathy and Linda shared a naughty giggle. "I knew she was into me," Cathy purred smugly. "I bet I could get her to crush Johnnie for real next time she comes over."

Just then, Cathy's shoe insole began to squirm and bulge. "Ew, what the hell? There's something living in my shoe!" Cathy reached down and peeled off the insole, gasping as a tiny shriveled up figure tumbled out onto the floor.

"Is that...John?" Linda gasped, bending down to look. "Oh my god he's minuscule!"

"My sexy shoe must've shrunk him!" Cathy cooed, scooping up the tiny body. She pinched John between her fingers, bringing him up to her face. "Aww, you're so small and cute! I wonder how tiny you'll get if I keep stepping on you?"

Cathy tossed John onto the floor and pressed her sole against him, a sadistic grin on her face. She'd have lots of fun with her new little toy before eliminating him for good. The sisters shared a wicked laugh as Cathy began grinding John into the floor under her sexy heel, the tiny boy's minuscule screams music to their ears.