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It was a hot summer day when 19-year-old Kayla decided she'd had enough of her sexist boss, Mr. Johnson. The 40-something man had been making inappropriate comments and 'accidentally' brushing up against her for months now. Kayla had put up with his behavior, not wanting to lose her job. But after their meeting today, where he made a crude comment about her breasts, Kayla snapped.

"Asshole," she muttered under her breath as she stomped out of the office building. Her phone buzzed and she pulled it out. It was an alert from a new app she had downloaded last week - "ShrinkIt". The tagline promised she could shrink anyone down to the size of an insect with just a few taps. Kayla had thought it was dumb hacker tool, but now...

Her heart raced as she thought about what she could do to Mr. Johnson with that power. Make him pay for being such a pig. Smirking wickedly, Kayla walked home, eager to get started.

That night, Kayla donned her sexiest lingerie - a black lace teddy that barely contained her large breasts. She slid her long tanned legs into a pair of strappy black stilettos, the 5 inch heels making her nearly 6 feet tall. Her long blonde hair was pulled into a high ponytail.

Satisfied with her appearance, she opened the ShrinkIt app. A few taps later, a unsweet pop-up appeared: "Shrink Target Selected: Mr. Johnson. Shrinking will commence at 8AM tomorrow." Kayla giggled as she set an alarm.

At 8:01 AM, Mr. Johnson let out a terrified yelp as he shrunk down to only an inch tall, appearing on the plush carpet of Kayla's bedroom. He looked up at his teenage nemesis, eyes wide with fear and confusion.

"Wha...what the fuck?! Kayla, what's going on?!" Mr. Johnson squeaked in his tiny voice.

Kayla loomed over him, wiggling her toes in the stilettos. "Surprise, douchebag! You're not so big and scary now, are you?" she purred.

"No! Please, Kayla, don't!" Mr. Johnson begged, trying to scurry away. But Kayla was too fast. She brought her foot down and pinned him under her insole.

"Oooh Mr. Johnson, did you really think you could grope me and make pig comments? I don't think so," Kayla hissed. She lifted her foot, letting him wriggle free. "You're going to be my little plaything now. I'm going to have so much fun with you."

Mr. Johnson whimpered in terror, trying to run. Kayla casually stepped on him, feeling a sickening crunch as her heel crushed him to death. A dark stain spread on the carpet where he had been. Kayla felt a twinge of guilt...and arousal. She had always had a secret foot fetish.

The rest of the day was a blur as Kayla gleefully shrunk other men who had wronged her - her groper ex-boyfriend Brad, her pervy poly-sci professor, her judgemental neighbor Mr. Simmons. Each one met a messy demise under her soles, between her toes, under her ass... Kayla lost herself in the carnage, giggling and panting.

As the sun set, Kayla collapsed on her bed in a post-orgasmic daze, her lingerie soaked with fem-cum. The carpet was littered with tiny corpses. In her lustful haze, she hadn't even noticed she had forgotten to put on panties.

Kayla knew she would be in sooo much trouble if anyone found out. But she just couldn't help herself...shrinking and crushing men felt too good. She had only scratched the surface of her dark desires. Smiling evilly, she opened the ShrinkIt app to select her next targets.

And so began Kayla's descent into bug-stomping madness. The sexy teen was hooked on the rush of power and pleasure. She shrunk more and more men each day - shattering them like the insignificant insects they were. Her shoe collection grew as did the pile of tiny bodies under her bed.

Kayla's grades started slipping as she skipped school to indulge in her new hobby. Her friends and family grew concerned about her erratic behavior. But Kayla didn't care, too drunk on the thrill of dominating and destroying helpless men. Nothing else mattered anymore.

As the weeks passed, Kayla became more sadistic and depraved. She started filming her massacres and posting them online, earning the adoration of fellow size-queens. Her crush fetish consumed her.

Kayla's transformations were complete. From a shy, virginal teen...to a sex-crazed murderess who had discovered the ultimate high.

And she had only one man to thank for it - Mr. Johnson, the asshole boss who had started it all with his gross comments. Kayla smiled as she thought about how she had made him pay, grinding him into paste with her stiletto before climaxing on his remains.

If only he knew the monster he had created...