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Jenna couldn't believe her luck when she discovered a shrink ray device in her father's lab. It had been his last invention before passing away, and she had rummaged through his things, looking for any mementos to remember him by. Little did she know, this would unleash a dark side she never knew existed within her.

At first, she shrunk down toys and figurines, marveling at the science behind it. But soon, a twisted fascination took hold. Jenna craved the feeling of power and control it gave her. Late one night, she decided to test it on a living creature. With trembling hands, she pointed the device out her bedroom window at a slow-moving snail, watching with morbid glee as it shrank down into a minuscule, quivering blob. A wicked smile spread across her face as she placed her bare foot on top, feeling its struggles beneath her sole before ending its tiny life with a sickening crunch.

From then on, Jenna was hooked. Any insect unlucky enough to cross her path became her latest victim. Crickets, ants, beetles - she savored their minuscule cries as she tortured them beneath her feet. Her collection of colorful stilettos and sandals were her weapons of choice. No one could see her cruel delights, completely hidden away.

But soon, even the occasional bug wasn't enough. Jenna set her sights on much bigger prey - people. She had a secret crush on her across-the-hall neighbor, Spencer. One night, she snuck into his apartment while he slept and shrunk him down to a mere two inches tall. The next morning, she "accidentally" left her bedroom door open, knowing he'd try to confront her.

"W-what did you do to me?" he stammered, the tiny figures barely able to scale her foot. She smirked down at him.

"Looks like you've gotten much too big for your britches, Spider-Man. Maybe you should apologize for sneaking into my room and I'll consider returning you to normal size."

He looked up at her towering form, the flowy skirt of her short sundress barely covering her most intimate areas. "Please, Jenna! I'm sorry, this was all a mistake. I'll do anything!"

"Oh? And what exactly could a puny little worm like you possibly offer me in exchange for such generosity?" she purred. Eyes locked on her inviting cleavage, he swallowed hard.

"I...I have something of yours. A video we made together in 8th grade, before you broke up with me. I was going to give it back but you went so crazy I had to run. It's still on my phone."

A faint blush colored her cheeks. She had never told anyone about their secret makeout session in empty classroom. Jenna picked him up in her hand, examining him like an insect. With a snap of her fingers, she clicked on the camera app of her phone and held it directly above him.

"Get a good shot?" she teased. "I'd sure hate for that video to get out and embarrass us both."

"Okay, okay! I'll delete it, I swear! Just give me back my phone," he pleaded, the device staring him down like a barrel of a gun.

"You know, Spider-Man, you're awfully brave. Let's see if that courage holds up, shall we?" Her foot moved, toe pointed towards him. He tried to scurry away but she was much too fast. Slowly, deliberately, she began to apply pressure, feeling him squirm in protest against her sole.

"No, no, stop! Please don't crush me!" Spencer begged. "I'll do anything you want, just please, let me go!"

Jenna paused, savoring the feeling of his tiny body trapped beneath her foot. "Anything, huh? And what could possibly be bad enough to make me change my mind about squashing you into a bug smear?"

"I...I'll be your servant," he gulped out. "I'll do all your chores, run errands, take out the trash. I'll be your personal slave, anything but that! Just please, don't crush me!"

She laughed, a wicked sound that sent icy tendrils of fear down his spine. "My, my, would you listen to that. It seems desperate little insects will promise anything when they fear getting stepped on."

Slowly, she lifted her foot, giving him a tantalizing peek at freedom before bringing it back down, the ball of her foot pressing against his chest. "I don't know...the thought of having my very own personal bug to step on is just so tempting. And you did make such a bold threat against me. I wonder, if I left you like this, how long would it take for you to learn your proper place?"

Spencer's eyes rolled back, unable to take anymore of her cruel teasing. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, Mistress! I swear I'll never defy you again, just please have mercy!"

A satisfied smirk spread across her face. "There, that's more like it. You may just make a decent little pet after all."

Jenna stood up, positioning a chair and coffee table in front of the couch. Carefully, she picked up Spencer in both hands, bringing him over and setting him down on the glass surface. He stumbled about, disoriented from the journey.

"W-where are we? What are you going to do to me now?" he asked shakily, trying to stand on quaking legs.

"Shh, don't be afraid, my little bug," she cooed. "I'm going to make you a star."

With that, she plopped down on the couch, pulling her dress up to her waist and spreading her toned legs wide. "Mmm, how I love a good foot rub. And with you being so small now, you'll fit perfectly between my toes, won't you?"

Reaching down, she plucked him up and placed him against her sole, nestled snugly between the creamy mounds of her arch. He trembled, realizing just how vulnerable he was in this position.

"Ooh, you're trembling," Jenna purred. "Are you scared? Excited?" She wiggled her toes, sloppily grinding him between them. "You know, I think a tiny little slave like you might get off on being at my mercy like this."

Denying his arousal, Spencer bit his lip to keep from crying out as she began to move her foot, dragging him along her sole and up the side of her foot, over and over. She slowly built up speed, until he was nothing more than a helpless blur between her toes.

"Ohhh yes, that's it," she gasped, eyes fluttering closed in bliss. "Work those tiny muscles, bug. Make your Mistress feel good."

Lost to the sensations, she didn't notice the librarian from down the street walking up to the door to return a book. Jenna was too far into her own world, determined to wring every last drop of pleasure from her new toy.

As the neighbor watched the lewd display through the window, she fumbled for her phone, immediately uploading the video to Jenna's secret YouTube channel. The subscribers would eat this up. Little did they know, this was only the beginning.

For Jenna had discovered a whole new world of possibilities with her shrink ray. And she was determined to squeeze every last drop of pleasure from it.