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BBW Beverly had a problem. She was hopelessly addicted to crushing tiny creatures beneath her size 12 mules and clogs. It all started when her evil ex-boyfriend Brad gifted her a shrink ray gun as a prank. "Ha ha, look at this silly thing," he said, tossing the device at her. "It's so dumb."

Beverly took the shrink ray and examined it curiously. It looked like a fancy laser gun from a sci-fi movie. Intrigued, she tested it out on the family cat Whiskers while her parents were out. The device emitted a green beam that enveloped the feline. Whiskers let out a squeak as he rapidly shrunk down to the size of a mouse before Becoming completely still.

Beverly grabbed the tiny cat, bringing him up to her face. He woke up and began mewling in terror. A wicked grin spread across Beverly's face. "Well well well...looks like kitty's new home is going to be between my big fat toes!" She pressed Whiskers against her foot, making him struggle and squirm. Each squirm sent jolts of pleasure through her body. Her breathing quickened as she ground her foot against his tiny body, feeling him weaken before finally going limp.

"Oooh, that was amazing," Beverly purred, admiring her handiwork. "I need to do this again!"

From that day on, the lazy BBW devoted herself to her new hobby of shrinking and crushing hapless creatures like hamsters, lizards, snakes, and even neighborhood pets that wandered into her yard. The feeling of their tiny bodies struggling beneath her feet was like a drug.

But Beverly hungered for something more. She craved the squirming of human men under her feet, their screams, pleas and erect cocks as she ground them into paste with her sexy bare soles. Plucking up her courage, she used the shrink ray on the pizza delivery boy, a gangly 19-year-old named Tommy.

Tommy let out a girlish shriek as the green ray enveloped him. He was still screaming when he shrunk down to to about an inch tall and landed on Beverly's kitchen tile. "W-what the hell?! Let me go you crazy bitch!" he yelled, stumbling to his feet in a daze.

"Oh Tommy, you're going to take a little trip between my toes," Beverly said with a smirk. She peeled off her socks, revealing her chubby, veiny feet. Her meaty white soles were slick with sweat and littered with cracks. The pungent aroma of her foot musk filled the room.

Tommy's eyes went wide with horror and arousal as the gigantic 300 pound woman swung her foot towards him. At the last second, he dived out of the way. "I'm not going down like that, you fat cow! I'll never submit to you!"

"Wrong answer," Beverly growled. Her foot caught Tommy, pinning him to the floor. She slowly dragged her toes back and forth, grinding him into the tile bit by bit. "Aaah! Aaaah!!" Tommy wailed in delirious agony, his hips humping as a massive erection sprung to life, throbbing and leaking pre-cum.

"Mmm, you like that, don't you?" Beverly purred, eyes lighting up as she felt the tiny man twitch and spasm under her foot. She continued toying with him, rolling him between her toes, trapping him beneath her sweaty arch. Every so often, she'd press down just enough to make him squeal before easing up again.

The porchbell rang with another delivery. "Oh, time for round two!" Beverly sing-songed. She scooped up a moaning Tommy and thumbed some spit into her mouth, swallowing him down her gullet.

Moments later, she answered the door, a fresh-faced delivery boy holding yet another pizza. "Hey there," he said with a rosy-cheeked smile. "That'll be $19.99."

Beverly's eyes went predatory as she eyed up the boy, drinking in his lithe, youthful body. "Here sweetie," she said, handing over a $20. "Oh, and here's a $100 tip for being such a good boy." She wiggled her size 12s at him.

The boy blushed as he handed over the pizza. "Wow, thanks so much ma'am! You're very kind."

Beverly grabbed the Pizza and shut the door. "You have no idea," she muttered to herself. She set the pizza aside, her mind already spinning with visions of toying with and crushing the next delivery boy once he was tiny and at her mercy.

As the days went on, Beverly continued her reign of terror, shrinking and crushing every hapless guy who crossed her path - the UPS man, her neighbor's son, traveling businessmen staying at the motel across the street. She even posted candid camera videos of her crushing adventures on YouTube under the username "Giantess Beverly". Getting money from racking up likes and subscribers helped support her hobby.

Her most depraved crush video yet featured her giant ass bare and slick from a post-shower rubdown. A dozen naked, shrunken wimps scurried beneath her bloated cheeks as she shifted her weight and bore down, crushing them into bloody paste one by one without warning. Their pained screams and bulging eyes sent Beverly into fits of ecstasy. She was in heaven.

But each time, the feeling of power and the peaks of pleasure never quite measured up. Something was missing. Beverly craved a challenge, a bigger test of her sadistic prowess. Her eyes fell on the shrink ray gun and a wicked idea formed in her mind's eye. She knew exactly what she had to do.

The next day, Beverly used the shrink ray on herself, feeling a familiar tingling sensation as she rapidly lost inches. In moments, the 300 pound, 5'8" BBW was a mere 3" tall, dwarfed by everything around her.

She caught sight of her mountainous body looming above her, clad in one of her favorite Moo Moos outfits, a pink crop top and jean shorts. A gush of wetness flooded her tiny pussy at the sight. Her foot looked like a cliff.

Mind racing, Beverly scurried towards her giant self, climbing up the smooth slope of her bare calf. She reached the wrinkled crevasse behind her knee and shimmied upwards, using the folds of fat as hand and footholds.

The giantess absently scratched an itch on her sole, nearly dislodging the miniscule figure clinging to her leg. "Oooh fuck, yeah..." Beverly panted as her digit crushed her its oil-slick surface. She was nearly crushed but the intoxicating bliss of being so small against her own body filled her with masochistic lust.

After much effort, Beverly reach the summit of Mount Beverly, the vast expanse of her wobbling belly. She stood at the edge of her navel, drinking in the view of her giant breasts and pudenda hinted at beneath her crop top and shorts. Then she let out a squeal as she tumbled down the curvature of her belly and plop landed right on her giant pussy, the folds and crevices engulfing her miniscule figure like a vaginal cave.

"Mmmph!" Beverly moaned, struggling to free herself from the sticky clutches of her own cunt. But each movement only made her sink deeper, until her entire body was encased by her giant pussy, her face pressed against her clit. The pungent aroma of her musk filled her nose as her clit throbbed against her face. She felt her giantess body shift and close in around her, sealing her in the hot, humid prison of her sex. Beverly closed her eyes and surrendered to the sensations, her own juices flooding her tiny body as she passed out from lack of air.

When she finally came to, Beverly was a tiny smear on the floor, her essence glistening on the tile. A crude message was scrawled next to her body in giant liquefied letters: "I WIN". Above her, Beverly's giantess form smugly glanced down, foot raised to crush her miniscule remains into paste. She had finally experienced the ultimate crush - being crushed by her own body.

And so the sadistic cycle of shrinking, crushing and domination continued, with Beverly constantly seeking new heights of depravity and suffering, always hungering for more.