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Lacey lounged on her plush couch in her modest living room, a smug smile spreading across her plump face. The big, beautiful woman appreciated her alone time after an eventful day. She glanced around, taking in the familiar space - beige walls, hardwood floors, and her trusty large screen TV against one wall. But her eyes quickly returned to the real prize - the small, silver shrink-ray gun in her ample hand.

Over the past few months, the device had become her favorite toy and secret. It allowed her to indulge in her secret fetish - playing with tiny, helpless creatures underfoot. And today was going to be particularly fun.

Lacey set the ray gun aside and heaved herself up from the couch with a grunt. Her heavy body jiggled as she moved to stand in front of the nearby hallway. She slipped off her colorful floral sundress, letting it pool on the floor, revealing her thick, pale body clad only in a tight denim mini-skirt. No underwear today. Her heavy breasts swung freely beneath her arms.

"Perfect," she purred, admiring her reflection in the hallway mirror. She gave her ass a spank and a wiggle. The mirror rattled slightly from the impact.

She retrieved the shrink ray, pointed it down the hall, and waited with an eager grin. It didn't take long. The bathroom door creaked open and out came her unsuspecting little brother Tyler, rubbing his eyes sleepily. The scrawny 19-year-old shuffled towards the kitchen, still in his tighty whities boxer-briefs and a stained white t-shirt.

"Hiiiii, baby bro," Lacey cooed. "Sleep well?"

Tyler jumped at her sudden voice. "Jeez Lacey, hi. Y-yeah, same. What, were you waiting for me or something?"

"Oh, no, no reason," she replied with feigned nonchalance. Her finger twitched on the trigger. Tyler took another step closer. "Actually, I was just-"

BLAM!

A bright flash of silver light engulfed the young man. He stumbled and cried out in surprise as he felt himself rapidly shrinking. In seconds, he was no bigger than Lacey's pinky toe, standing in his baggy undergarments on the hardwood floor.

"Wh-what the hell LACEY?!" he shrieked, voice tiny. He looked up at his giant sister looming over him, eyes wide with fear. She towered over him, a 400 pound mountain of pale flesh.

Lacey giggled evilly and aimed the shrink ray at the floor between Tyler's legs. BLAM! His clothes vanished with a poof of smoke. The now completely nude young man squeaked and covered himself.

"Oh no, what ever shall we do?" Lacey said with mock innocence. "Looks like we need to get you something to wear... or maybe not." She grinned down at him. "I'm thinking you'd be much more comfortable walking around in the buff. Free ballin' it, if you will. Whaddya say?"

Tyler gaped at her, face flushed. "A-are you insane?! Put some fucking clothes on me!"

The giantess only chuckled, drinking in the sight of his exposed body. "Aww, is the wittle baby bro embarrassed? Too bad, so sad! Naked is definitely an improvement for you."

She scooped up the terrified, flailing boy in one hand. He writhed against her soft, warm palm. Lacey carried him to the living room and plopped down on the couch. Tyler tumbled onto the couch cushion, struggling to right himself on the plush surface.

"Now, let's not forget your new role as my personal plaything," Lacey stated, leaning back. She spread her thick thighs apart until he had to cower before her. "Mm, yes... I've been SO looking forward to breaking you in."

The giant teen licked her lips hungrily at the sight of him - so small and vulnerable before her folds of pale flesh. She extended a finger and poked Tyler in the chest, making him tumble back on his rump.

"Ah! Hands off, you freak!" he yelped. But he was pinned beneath her finger like a bug.

"Oops, so sorry~" Lacey purred in a babying tone. "I forgot how delicate you are. Daddy's gotta be reeeal gentle now. Can't go breaking lil' man before I have my fun, can I?" She drew her finger back and slowly, carefully slid it down Tyler's bare body. He shuddered at her touch.

By the time she reached his crotch, he was fully erect. His cock stood at attention, dwarfed by her plush finger. Lacey giggled at his obvious arousal.

"Well well, looks like someone is enjoying himself," she cooed. "What a naughty boy, getting turned on by his big sis."

"I-I'm not! I swear!" Tyler protested, face flaming red. "I...I don't want this!"

"Not convinced. Methinks the little pissant doth protest too much~" Lacey trilled. She encircled his erection with her finger, feeling it twitch. In one swift motion, she engulfed his entire body in her hot, wet mouth.

"MMMMMM!"

Tyler howled in shock and pleasure as Lacey's tongue writhed around him like a swamp. The temperature was sweltering, the pressure immense. She suckled his cock to full stiffness before popping him out with a wet plop. Drool dripped down his shuddering body.

"Oooh fuck, you taste good," she murmured, giving his spit-soaked cock a lascivious lick. "Like candy. I'm gonna enjoy gobbling you up and down."

Lacey grinned evilly at him, then turned and waddled to the front door on her tree trunk legs. She unlatched it and threw it open to reveal a curious mailman on the porch holding a parcel.

"Oh, good timing!" Lacey said with fake cheer. "Just have my brother hold this for me, will you?"

Before he could react, she grabbed the mailman by the collar and dragged him inside by main strength. He yelped in surprise but was no match for her power. She released him in the middle of the living room floor.

Tyler watched in confusion and dismay as the mailman began rapidly shrinking down, until he was only a few inches tall in his blue uniform. He stood there, knees clutched together, face beet red with embarrassment at being seen in such a state.

"Please, miss, I have a family," he pleaded. "Don't do anything crazy, okay?"

"Aww, isn't he precious?" Lacey cooed. She bent down and scooped up the tiny man. "I think he'll fit perfect in my shirt."

And to Tyler's horror, she dropped the naked shrinking mailman down her cleavage and buttoned up her top. He was encased in the oven of Lacey's bra, suffocating in her cleavage sweat.

"Oooh yeah, if ya wanna breathe, better get to work," she purred, giving her tits a jiggle. The mailman's muffled cries could be heard. "Unles you'd rather have these puppies pop free to smother ya?"

His face squished against her sweaty skin, the helpless man gave up and began sucking and licking her chest. The salty tang of her sweat filled his mouth.

"Oooh that's it, good boy," Lacey purred, shuddering with delight. "Get those puppy T's nice and slick. Suck those nipples til they're throbbing. Make sissy milk for the mailman."

She turned her attention back to Tyler, who was still lying naked and wounded on the couch. Lacey straddled his prone body, her weight pushing him down into the cushions. The teen boy could only whimper as his sister's damp bare pussy hovered over him, casting a vaginal shadow.

"I've been SO looking forward to this," she said breathily. "Gonna make you my lil' cock-sucker toy. Oooh yeah, get ready baby bro! Big sis needs to cum SO bad!"

And with that, she lowered herself onto him, engulfing Tyler's body in the hot, smothering darkness of her cunt. Her inner walls flexed and squeezed around his prone form. The musky scent filled his nose.

Lacey moaned with delight and began to bounce on her microscopic bro-toy, grinding him between her lips and up against her clit. Tyler could only struggle weakly, gasping for breath, as his sister used him like a living sex toy. She rode him to several shuddering orgasms, splattering him with gush after gush of her juices.

Finally, she lifted herself off with a wet squelch. Tyler lay there, dazed and covered in vaginal fluids, in the valley of her cleavage. Lacey grinned down at him, then scooped up the cum-drenched boy and carried him to the hallway.

"Time for your next journey," she said. She crouched down and placed him on the floor. "If you can make it to the front door, you might just survive! Buuut..."

Lacey lifted one tree trunk leg and slowly lowered a wooden clog down on Tyler's prone body. CRUNCH. His tiny form popped like a grape under her heel.

"Oopsie! Silly me," she giggled.

She continued her sadistic games, shrinking more people - friends, family members, random guys off the street - and crushing them underfoot for her pleasure. Lacey giggled with glee as she ground her clogs into their screaming bodies, their crunchy struggles only arousing her more.

Once she was done, the evil giantess snapped a few pics of the bloody mess and uploaded them to her private crush fetish Tumblr. She laughed as she read through the comments from her adoring fans, who urged her to keep delivering more depraved content.

Lacey smiled smugly. With her shrink ray, she could indulge her deepest darkest urges and make money off of it. Literally hundreds of people would eagerly line up to be shrunk and crushed beneath her sexy feet. Her subscribers paid handsomely for each new video.

The cruel, sadistic teen had stumbled into the perfect arrangement. And she planned to use it to satiate her every twisted whim. The world was her plaything now.