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It was a warm summer evening when Jenna unlocked the door to her sprawling suburban home. At 5'8" and 250 lbs, the voluptuous brunette filled the doorway with her curvaceous frame. Her ample breasts strained against a tight denim jacket, while her wide hips and thick thighs were barely contained by a short miniskirt that left little to the imagination.

But it wasn't her body that made jaws drop - it was the shrink ray she carried in her oversized purse. With it, this BBW goddess could miniaturize anything or anyone down to the size of a toy car. And naughty little creatures shrank by her wiggling toes were about to get CRUSHED.

Jenna kicked off her sandals and slipped into a pair of strappy wooden clog shoes. The light wood complemented her golden skin tone perfectly. She gave each shoe a firm stomp, wiggling her big bare toes. "Ready for some fun, my itty bitty boys?" she purred.

Rummaging through her purse, Jenna pulled out the shrink ray and aimed it at her startled cockatiel, Sunny. "Pweeeease don't!" the tiny bird chirped as the beam enveloped him. In seconds, he was reduced to a tinier than normal inch-high size, his vibrant green feathers now visible with the naked eye.

"Heeere, kitty kitty," Jenna cooed, setting Sunny down on the carpet. His miniature wings flapped frantically as he scurried under the couch. "Aww, what's wrong babe? Don't you want to come out and play?"

When Sunny didn't budge, Jenna stomped her clog right by the couch's leg, trapping him beneath the wooden sole. "Uh uh uh! I'm sowwy, I'll be good!" His tiny feet tickled her sweaty sole.

"Not so fast." Jenna bent down, face inches from the clog. With her free foot, she slowly ground it against a knot in the wood. The vibrations radiated up through Sunny's body, tingling his every nerve. "Oooh it tickles!" he squeaked.

"You like that, don't you? Having giant feet all over you?" Jenna grinned. "Don't worry, I'll give you a nice, long foot massage." Slowly, she pressed and released, massaging the knot. Her foot flexed, toes curling, the clog's smooth wood polished by her sweaty sole. Tiny feathers ruffled as she kneaded him into the plush carpet.

"Thank you!" Sunny finally managed to gasp out between tingles. "You're the best, Miss Jenna!"

"Well aren't you just the sweetest!" She chuckled, lifting her shoe. "I think you've earned a reward." Setting the clog aside, Jenna slid her other foot under the couch, brushing Sunny's feathers. "How's this? Nice and tickly?"

After several minutes, she finally pried her giggling, shaking bird off her foot. "Alright, enough teasing. Let's see what other trouble we can get into tonight..."

Jenna's eyes fell upon a miniature video camera sitting on her desk. A wicked gleam sparked in her eyes. "Oooh, I know! Let's film ourselves crushing all sorts of tiny creatures and put it on YouTube! Imagine the views - and the money!"

With the shrink ray in hand and Sunny perched on her shoulder, Jenna set off to find more victims for her tower tallest, while her camera captured all the deliciously squirming, wriggling, writhing action.

First she zapped a cockroach scurrying across the kitchen counter. "Uggh, disgusting! Let's see how you like being a bug under my feet." She pinned the roach beneath her clog and pressed down, feeling it struggle for a few seconds before going still. "Ew! It cracked! That'll teach you to crawl in my house."

Jenna couldn't wait to post this video online and rake in the views and cash. She'd be the world's most popular giantess crush fetishist, with thousands of horny subscribers dying to see her steamroll more helpless little critters. And maybe...swoon-worthy men too.

The camera captured everything as she shrunk down and tempted men with her smelly, sweaty feet, before flattening them into the floor. She'd slowly rub their faces against her bare soles, seeing how long they could last before she licked off the sheen of sweat.

With her tower-skewered body type, Jenna was used to men fawning over her feet, worshiping them, even sucking her toes. She loved the feeling of having total control, watching them tremble with need, then flutter their eyelashes as she squished them like bugs. It was the ultimate power trip.

As the summer nights wore on, so did Jenna's empire of crush videos. Her subscribers and income grew with each new release. She bought a sprawling new mansion with plenty of nooks and crannies for her shrinking ray victims to lurk in.

Her living room became a arena where she'd pounce and stomp on anything that crossed her path, from squirrels to the mailman. The floorboards darkened with mysterious stains as she used her clog and bare feet to smear her latest crushes into the wood. The coppery scent of blood mixed with her heady musk.

By fall, Jenna's channel had reached a million subscribers. She was a goddess among foot fetishists, worshipped by men and women alike. They'd do anything for a taste of her perfect feet, which even her clogs couldn't contain. Her toes stuck out of the shoes like sausages bursting from their casing.

One night, while indulging in some ultra-hd crush porn, a video caught Jenna's eye - a scrawny man, squirming between a giant woman's wiggling toes. He gazed up at her in lust and awe as she slowly ground her foot down, taking her sweet time. His face was contorted in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

Jenna couldn't take her eyes off the video. She rewound it and watched again and again, drinking in every second of the action. "Such a pipsqueak," she sighed dreamily. "I wonder how long he could last in real life, crushed beneath my clog..."

The perfect idea formed in her head. She needed to find a man just like that to shrink down and stomp in real life. It was the only way. Her subscribers would go wild.

Jenna rifled through her dating apps until she found him - a skinny balding IT guy who in his profile pics had an adoring look aimed at someone's feet. "You'll do," she said, swiping right.

They matched instantly, his message imploring her to meet up so he could worship her tower-skewered feet in person. Jenna agreed, telling him she had a 'very special surprise' for him.

The next night, as soon as he arrived, Jenna whipped out the shrink ray. "Surprise!" Before he could protest, she blasted him down to a minuscule 3 inches tall.

At this new size, the IT guy looked even scrawnier, his paunchy belly and pasty skin all the more pronounced. Jenna dangled him by one arm, admiring his teeny body. Then she plucked off his pants, revealing his package. "Well hello there," she cooed.

"What...what are you going to do to me?" the itsy bitsy man whimpered, trying to cover himself.

"Something you'll love," Jenna giggled. "You're about to become a YouTube sensation - the world's tiniest crush video star!"

She set him down on the floor and slipped on her clogs. Towering above him, she stomped one foot down, trapping him beneath the smooth wooden sole. The IT guy's body bucked and twitched, his tiny cock springing to full mast.

"Oooh yeah, I can feel you throbbing down there," Jenna said, rocking her foot. "Go ahead and cum for me. Paint the bottom of my shoe with your itsy bitsy load."

She rolled her foot back and forth, feeling him spasm beneath her sole. Slick, hot fluid seeped out around her edges and trickled slowly down the sides of her clog.

"Good boy," Jenna purred, lifting her shoe. His mini body lay limp and quivering in a puddle of spooge. "One more time, okay? For the camera."

Once more she planted her sole atop him, and he dutifully spurted and twitched in ecstasy. Then, before he could recover, she pressed down with her other foot and crushed him into a smear.

"Heeere's Johnny!" she sang as she scraped her clog clean with a credit card. The IT guy's remains flaked off like a dried up booger.

Jenna smiled in satisfaction at the iridescent stain slowly oozing across her floorboards. She'd really outdone herself this time. Her subscribers would go wild when they saw this video.

With a content sigh, the giantess beauty sat back to film herself licking the credit card clean, her tongue swirling through the itsty bitsy guy's goo. The clog was ready for its close up.