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It was a lazy Sunday afternoon and Stacy was lounging around her apartment in a pair of short shorts and a tank top. Her boyfriend Chad, a big and tall guy, was sitting on the couch playing video games.

Stacy had been bored all day and was looking for something exciting to do. Maybe get dolled up and go out to a club with her girls? But Chad was being a total couch potato, as usual.

"Babe, why don't you come try out this new app I downloaded? It looks fun!" Stacy called out to Chad, flashing him a sultry look.

"It's called SmallMe. Apparently it can shrink people down to like... the size of a bug. Crazy, right? Wanna try it out?" she asked mischievously.

Chad paused his game and looked over at Stacy. The curvy brunette was standing there in those tiny denim shorts, her thicc thighs and juicy ass barely contained. Her tank top was riding up, exposing her soft tummy and the lacy waistband of her panties. Chad swallowed hard.

"Uh... sure, I guess we could give it a shot. But like, is it safe?" he asked skeptically.

Stacy rolled her eyes and sauntered over, her wide hips swaying. "Oh come on, baby. Live a little! And I'll make it worth your while..." She plopped down on the couch next to him, her heavy breasts pressing against his arm as she grabbed his phone.

Stacy opened the SmallMe app and started messing around with the settings. After a few taps, a pulsing red beam shot out from the phone's camera, enveloping Chad's body. He felt a strange tingling sensation wash over him.

"Holy shit, I feel weird! Stacy, what's happening?! Ahh it hurts!" Chad cried out, doubling over. Stacy just giggled as she watched her hunky boyfriend start to shrink before her eyes!

In seconds, Chad was reduced to the size of a small bug, no bigger than Stacy's pinky nail. He had shrunk all the way down, clothes and all. Now the tiny man was standing naked and vulnerable on the hardwood floor.

Stacy couldn't believe how small he was. She towered over him, her voluptuous body looking even more enormous in comparison to his miniscule size. She smiled wickedly as she planted her foot next to him, the waffle sole of her sneaker bigger than his entire body.

"Wow baby, you're sooo little and cute! I could just squish you under my foot," Stacy teased, dragging her sneaker back and forth near his naked body. She shivered at the power she had over him now. Oh the things she could do...

Just then, they heard a knock at the door. Stacy's eyes went wide. "Fuck, it's my sister! Quick, hide!"

She tried to grab Chad, but in her haste she ended up kicking him with her sneaker. "Oof!" The tiny man went flying across the floor. He tumbled to a stop right behind the couch.

Stacy didn't have time to go after him. She heard her sister unlocking the door with her key. "Stace? You home?"

"Y-yeah, just a sec!" Stacy called back, frantically trying to cover up any signs of her shrunken boyfriend. She plopped down on the couch, hoping he'd stay hidden.

Her sister Tiffany came strutting in, looking stylish as always in a cute sundress and strappy sandals. "Hey girl, what's up? I thought we could hit the mall later, maybe get manis..."

Tiffany kicked off her sandals and plopped down next to Stacy, propping her feet up on the coffee table. "Oof, I'm so glad to be off my feet! I wore these damn clog sandals yesterday and they tore my feet up."

As Tiffany shifted to get comfortable, her foot slid off the table and planted squarely on the hardwood floor - right on top of Chad's tiny naked body!

"Oooh, what was that?" Tiffany asked, leaning down to peer under the couch. "I thought I felt something crunchy..."

Stacy's eyes bulged. She knew exactly what her sister had just stepped on. "I-I don't know! Probably just a bug or something," she stammered.

Tiffany stood back up, stirring up Chad's remains under her clog as she did. "Ew, gross! Well, whatever it was, it's paste now. Disgusting..."

Stacy felt her stomach churn as she heard the sickening crunches and smears under her sister's sandal. In a matter of seconds, Chad had been flattened into an unrecognizable smear of blood and guts on the bottom of Tiffany's wooden clog. He was well and truly dead.

As Tiffany turned to grab her purse, Stacy caught a glimpse up her skirt. Her sister wasn't wearing any underwear, she realized with a start. Tiffany's bare pussy was visible, framed by the lacy edge of her sundress.

Stacy knew she should be freaking out about Chad's demise... but her mind was preoccupied imagining her sister walking around with his tiny corpse stuck to the bottom of her shoe. The thought made her feel strangely excited...

Tiffany headed for the door, chatting about which stores they should hit first. Stacy just nodded along, her face flushed and her heart pounding. She couldn't believe she had gotten away with it.

Little did she know, Tiffany had spotted her stepping on something when she kicked off her shoe. And she had definitely felt it crunch...

Tiffany paused at the door, turning back to Stacy with a sly smile. "Hey sis... just out of curiosity... is there any particular reason you seemed so interested in watching me walk around barefoot in a short skirt? I could've sworn I saw you checking out my ass..."

Stacy gulped, realizing she'd been caught staring. But Tiffany just winked at her knowingly. "Don't worry, your secret's safe with me. It's all good... I kinda like it actually. Ooh, I've been thinking of getting into some crazy freaky stuff lately..."

The two sisters shared a meaningful look as Tiffany slowly backed out the door, making sure Stacy got a good long view up her skirt at Chad's bloody remains painted on the bottom of her clog.

"Let's do lunch soon and swap secrets, 'kay? I have a feeling we're going to be even closer from now on..." Tiffany purred with a lascivious smirk before blowing Stacy a kiss and sashaying out the door.