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Sarah was a stunning 17-year-old in her last year of high school. Blonde hair, blue eyes, C-cup breasts and a bubble butt that turned heads everywhere she went. She was the popular mean girl that all the boys fantasized about.

Little did they know, Sarah had an amazing secret - a shrink app on her phone that could shrink people down to the size of insects with just a few clicks. It had taken months to hack together and was totally impossible, but Sarah had done it. And she loved using it to keep her boyfriend Tommy in line.

"You're just too cocky Tommy," she'd say, waving her phone at the 6'2" jock. "This might shrink you down to the size of my toe!"

"Awww c'mon baby, don't do that!" he'd beg, shrinking down to a tiny bug. Sarah would glance down at his miniscule form and smirk.

"You like that? You like being at my mercy?" She'd grind her stiletto heel into his body, nearly crushing him. "Beg me not to stomp you into oblivion, loser."

Tommy would scream and cry, tears running down his face. "I'm sorry Sarah! I'll do anything! I'm your toy to play with. Just don't kill me!"

She'd chuckle darkly. "Anything, huh? Well... since you asked so nicely..."

Sarah would hover her phone over the squirming bug-sized boyfriend and make him return to normal size. "You're lucky I love you," she'd purr, pulling him to his feet and shoving him against the wall. Then she'd rip his clothes off and force him to eat her out.

But that was just the beginning. Once Sarah realized how much she enjoyed the power her app gave her, she started shrinking other boys at school too. Nerds, jocks, anyone who pissed her off. She'd wave her phone at the clueless morons and watch in delight as they shrunk down into tiny cockroaches scurrying across the floor.

The first time she crushed one beneath her heel was an accident. Well, mostly an accident. She hadn't meant to completely flatten the tiny bug boy. But as he writhed and screamed under her platform sandal, something switched on in her mind. A dark, wet heat unfurled in her core.

She thought that kind of thing was only supposed to happen in porn. But as she hissed her breath through her teeth and slowly ground her foot back and forth, the bug dying under her shoe... god it felt good.

Sarah smirked as she felt her pussy clench and gush, clear fluid dripping down her thighs. She'd just cum in her panties from killing a tiny person. Her. The bad girl jock was a killer. And she fucking loved it.

Soon after, Sarah stopped bothering to wear panties at all. She liked the feeling of her bare cunt rubbing against her skirt as she walked. And she certainly didn't need any pesky underwear getting in the way when she had to hump the floor.

Because she'd started doing that a lot, recently. Smashing a dozen miniscule men between her soft thighs, imagining their bones crunching as her clit grinned against them. Mashing another into her drooling hole until she felt the tiny body pop inside her.

She'd grind the pathetic cockroaches into the carpet like she was grinding on Tommy's face. Over and over until she was a shuddering, screaming mess and certain she'd never walk again.

And then she'd step on the survivors. Or sit on them. Hump their broken forms with her ass until they were paste. She'd fish their smeared remains out of her asscrack and lick them off her fingers, basking in the afterglow.

Sarah always made sure to shrink a few extra for later. The ones that were just too much fun to crush right away. She'd scoop them up off the floor and drop them in her purse. When she got bored in class, she'd fish them out and wring them between her fingers like stress balls. Pop pop pop. Poppoppoppoppop.

The teachers thought it was funny when she'd go "aww wook at the cute wittle bug!" and giggle. If they only knew.

She'd started talking to the cockroaches too. Coaxing them to worship her flawless body, to beg her to let them live. She loved shoving a dozen in her mouth and crunching down, feeling their tiny bones splinter between her teeth as she swallowed. Mmm, bug crunch.

As the weeks went by, Sarah grew bolder. Smashing dozens of the pathetic little creeps a day. Leaving smears of their organs across her shoes and floor. Transferring it to her tongue, licking up their guts. She was a monster. The best kind of monster.

And the funniest part was that no one suspected a thing. Her classmates just... vanished. Ran away, transferred schools, probably dead. Who cared. Not Sarah. She was too busy cumming from having their crushed entrails stuck to her thighs.

It was the perfect setup. An endless supply of disposable cockroaches to mutilate and snuff and fuck however she wanted. The ultimate power. She was a goddess. A cruel, perverted deity and they were her worshiping insects, born to be sacrificed for her pleasure.

Sarah was in heaven. And her paradise was paved with their tiny corpses. Just the way she liked it.