As she was showing him their messages, he had managed to navigate off the futon onto the wood floor and was running away as fast as his little legs could carry him. It wasn’t near fast enough, as she stood up and easily walked right over him, squishing him flat, his remains dripping off the heel of her foot as she stepped away to go look for a Kleenex.

  (images by GoddessTina and Voralfixation)

‘That’s totes cool’, wrote one of the bloggers, her friend Tina. ‘Glad you took care of that little brat.’

As the woman read that message and the others, the ends of her mouth curved up in a wry smile.

“illlghh..yuck”, exclaimed Tucker.

“C’mon”, laughed Kaylee, pulling him by the elbow down the line to observe the girl’s Locker Room, where two females were located, a teenager of Asian descent sitting and changing out of her socks on a bench, and the blue-haired woman, who had taken her shrinky into the shower with her.

Tucker’s focus was on the girl on the bench. Below her was a very fit blond boy who had snuck out of the Hide-Seek Room and was near to the girl’s feet. He appeared to have a bit of a foot fetish as he also looked up to view the girl, who’s legs were bare as she was down to just a t-shirt and panties. Apparently, the shrinky just couldn’t resist the temptation of brushing up against the girl’s well-manicured toes, probably thinking she wouldn’t notice the feel of his tiny fingers as he caressed her little toe.

But the girl did notice, flinching and looking down to gape at the tiny boy. With a smirk, she hovered her foot over him and for a fleeting instant, the boy seemed to revel at being surrounded by the girl’s toes. That was before she forced him downward onto his back. As she continued to press downward, the tiny boy moved his arms from around her toes to underneath them in an effort to push up on them. Without a care for his wishes, she moved forward onto the ball of her foot, crushing him into a gooey red paste.

“That was…harsh”, muttered Tucker. He turned his attention to the blue-haired woman in the shower. He was just in time to see the her ‘pop’ the shrinky with her left breast against the clear glass. The bloody glob of flesh began to drip down the glass door as the vixen continued to keep pressing on it, changing her angles. While the shrinky had been exploded into mush, her body looked immaculate, even with the rivulets of bloody remains merging with the soapsuds flowing down her nether region.

“Whoa”, said Tucker.

Kaylee chuckled, “Quick, let’s check out the last room on this side, she said, taking Tucker’s arm and escorting him just several feet further, where just past the shower was a sauna. In it was a young brunette, fully nude, her back turned to them. She was squatting over a couple shrunken nude men with another watching from close to the clear wall that Tucker and Kaylee observed from. Some music from the room could be faintly heard – it was a song from Kool & the Gang, ‘Get Down on It’.

As the song played, the woman shimmied her hips and slowly squatted closer to the two shrinkies.

“Watch this”, said Kaylee.

As Tucker watched the woman continued to squat and took the first man, impaling him face first in her pussy. The second man, who had stood almost as in a trance, now understood his plight and put his hands up in a protective stance. The woman gyrated her pelvis, than squatted her anus over him – his tiny body soon disappeared into her rectal canal. Having achieved her double penetration, the woman sat down on the bench, pushing both shrinkies in all the way.

She looked back over her shoulder at the shrinky and also gave Tucker a wink, saying something that he couldn’t hear. She seemed to be in a teasing manner. As he watched, the woman leaned back on the bench, moved her head to the side and swiped the shrinky in one smooth motion into her mouth, proceeding to eat him.

“Pretty cool, huh?”, whispered Kaylee into his ear and seemingly waking him from a trance.

“That was kind of awesome, yes”, he admitted, still watching the woman, who was licking her lips and looking directly at his package through the clear glass. “Ah, um, look Kaylee”, Tucker began, “it is kind of fascinating, but I really don’t think it’s my cup of tea, if you will.”

Kaylee laughed, her hand ‘accidentally’ brushing up against his shaft, “You say you don’t care for it, but you’re little fella indicates otherwise.”

There was no denying it. Tucker was as hard as a rock.

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