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It was a typical Monday morning at Bio-Tech Corporation HQ. Amelia, a gorgeous and devious 17-year-old intern, strolled into the office with a mischievous grin. She was already in a cheery mood, her crush fetish app lighting up her iPhone with fresh notifications of tiny men begging to be squashed by her pretty feet.

Amelia spotted her haggard boss Ms. Harrington yapping into the phone at her desk. The middle-aged woman was an annoying bug, always micromanaging and criticizing. But not for much longer. Amelia giggled, remembering the shrink app she had "acquired" last week from the company's top secret lab.

With a few taps on her phone, a blinding red laser shot out, engulfing the oblivious Ms. Harrington. The woman let out a bloodcurdling scream as she began to contract down to the size of an ant in a matter of seconds, her designer business suit now a comical ragdoll on the carpet.

"Good morning, Ms. Harrington!" Amelia purred, leveling her huge platform mule at the minuscule figure. "Let's see how well you manage things from down there, shall we?"

The terrified shrunken woman gaped up at Amelia's massive body, her eyes bulging. She found herself surrounded by acres of the teenager's long legs, the massive soles of her shoes hovering like the moon.

"Please...please, I'll do anything! I have a family!" Ms. Harrington cried, her voice barely audible over the office noise.

"I'm sure you do," Amelia replied sweetly. "But you should've thought of that before acting like such a bitch."

She slipped off one of her towering shoes, wiggling her dainty toes. Ms. Harrington's jaw dropped at the sight of Amelia's pretty feet, pink and perfect with glittery nail polish. And absolutely no underwear under her short skirt.

"Oooh, you like what you see?" Amelia giggled impishly. She planted one foot next to Ms. Harrington, idly flexing her toes. "I knew you had a thing for me. Calling me into your office all the time, finding excuses to check out my ass in those tight skirts I wear."

The shrunken boss woman looked away, her face flushed with shame and unwilling arousal.

"Bend over my foot, that's an order," Amelia commanded.

Ms. Harrington trembled but obeyed, draping herself over the teenager's warm sole. Amelia smirked, rubbing the tiny figure against her smooth arch.

"Mmmm, I've wanted to make you my foot slave for so long," she sighed happily. "Now squirm for me."

As the boss writhed in a haze of fear and forbidden pleasure, Amelia reached under her short skirt and dipped into her moist folds. She began to masturbate lazily, using Ms. Harrington like a living sex toy.

The shrunken woman whimpered in overwhelmed ecstasy, her face smothered by Amelia's perfect pink toes.

Suddenly, Amelia tensed and gasped, her toes curling around Ms. Harrington's spasming body. "Oh fuck yes!" She climaxed hard, gushing girl cum all over the minuscule human.

Ms. Harrington felt like she was drowning in the teenager's juices. When the flood finally stopped, she was left coated head to toe in sticky girl cum.

"Now, it's time to take out the trash," Amelia said airily. She lifted her foot, letting the shrunken woman tumble onto the carpet.

Ms. Harrington lay there trembling, cum dripping down her face. She looked up to see Amelia's platform sole descending like the guillotine.

"I'll give you a head start," the cruel girl said magnanimously. "Don't want to squish you too fast! Bye bye."

With sickening crunching sounds, Amelia slowly ground her boss into the carpet, each thrust of her foot reducing the woman to a smear of blood and entrails. In mere moments, Ms. Harrington was nothing more than a stain under Amelia's shoe.

"Oops, my bad!" Amelia tilted to see. She giggled, pulling out her phone to check the damage. The crush app was blowing up with likes already.

Her eyes narrowed as she swiped to a new notification. It was from the app's admin - a personal message from the infamous giantess Crush Queen herself.

"OMG, Amelia, you're accepted! See you at the Queen's weekend party. Wear something cute! And don't forget to bring your mom. The Queen can't wait to meet her. See you then, it's going to be a blast!"

Amelia squealed with glee, dancing in place. Her eyes lit on another notification - the party's address was at a swanky mansion downtown.

"Mom's going to flip when she hears the Queen wants to hang out! This is my chance to get in with the cool crowd!"

The excited girl spun around, scanning the office. Her eyes fell on a minuscule figure cowering behind her desk leg. It was a shrunken office drone who had been watching Amelia's cruel show.

"Hey tiny, I didn't see you there," she said pleasantly, looming over the terrified man. "I'm feeling generous, so how about you help me get ready for the Queen's party?"

The little man looked up at Amelia's huge face, his eyes wide with fear. But he gulped and nodded, knowing better than to disobey his new giantess overlord.

Amelia grinned, already planning an outfit that would make her the Queen's favorite new toy. This was going to be the best weekend ever!