Deep Dark Fetish.pdf

I was only 3 inches tall now after drinking that strange liquid my sadistic older sister had given me. She knew my deep dark fetish for being crushed beneath a woman's shoe. I scurried across the hardwood living room floor, model cars towering over me like skyscrapers.

I heard heavy footsteps approaching and looked up to see my voluptuous mother's big soft tits and fertile belly swaying as she walked in wearing a tight, low-cut blouse and short skirt. Her thick creamy thighs were on full display.

"Oh hi sweetie, did you want something?" she asked, looking down. Large breasts jiggled as she leaned over, giving me an eyeful straight up her skirt at her plump, hairy pussy. It glistened, aroused by her shrinking son.

I stared in trance, mouth watering at the musky scent. Like a rabbit in headlights, I was frozen, unable to move as her wooden heeled clog swung over and slammed down.

"WAAAHHH!" I screamed in agony as her foot crushed me into the floorboards. Blinding pain shot through my tiny body, bones snapping like brittle twigs. But also a dark ecstasy at feeling Mom's soft, warm sole against my skin. I was coming inside my pants.

Mom put her full weight on me, grinding me into a bloody smear. "Oooh fuck, I'm so sorry baby! I didn't see you there," she moaned, slowly dragging her clog back and forth. Her pussy juices dripped out, mixing with my fluids.

Laying in a crumpled, broken mess, I could only whimper as she picked up the Playboy magazine I'd been reading. My erection strained against the fabric as I gazed at Mom's huge ass and pussy from my prone position. She had no idea of the pleasure her women's shoe gave me as she twisted it in my guts, killing me...