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TFF1873 - A Fatal Flirtation
Kitty Quinzelle was lost in a moment of vanity, twisting in front of the mirror to admire how her new, vibrant red floral dress hugged her curves. The silence of the room was shattered by a sharp, cheeky wolf whistle. Startled and confused, Kitty spun around, her eyes scanning the room for the intruder. There was no one at eye level. Following the sound down, she peered under the furniture and finally spotted him by the wardrobe: a shrunken, living man, barely four inches tall, looking up at her with audacious hunger.
Her shock quickly dissolved into a wicked amusement. She reached down, plucking the tiny admirer from the floor and bringing him up to her face to inspect him. He had wanted her attention? Now he had it. But Kitty decided that a man of his stature belonged on the floor. She dropped him onto the wood and loomed over him, her black patent leather high heels transforming into terrifying monoliths. With a cruel smile, she stepped on him, the hard sole and sharp heel grinding him against the floorboards as she tested his durability.
But she wasn't done. She wanted to feel the life leave him. She sat down and kicked off her pumps, revealing her pale, bare feet. The tiny man, battered from the shoes, looked up in horror as a wall of soft flesh descended. Kitty pressed her bare sole over him, her toes curling as she applied her full weight, slowly smothering and flattening him into the wood. Satisfied with the silence, she sat back on her chair, looking down at the floor with a triumphant grin. The whistle had been silenced, and the admirer had been crushed by the very object of his affection.
Contains - #4K, #Giantess, #TinyMan, #SizeDifference, #Crush, #ShoeCrush, #HeelCrush, #HighHeels, #Barefoot, #FootCrush, #Trample, #Femdom, #CruelGiantess, #Punishment, #KittyQuinzelle
Kitty Quinzelle was lost in a moment of vanity, twisting in front of the mirror to admire how her new, vibrant red floral dress hugged her curves. The silence of the room was shattered by a sharp, cheeky wolf whistle. Startled and confused, Kitty spun around, her eyes scanning the room for the intruder. There was no one at eye level. Following the sound down, she peered under the furniture and finally spotted him by the wardrobe: a shrunken, living man, barely four inches tall, looking up at her with audacious hunger.
Her shock quickly dissolved into a wicked amusement. She reached down, plucking the tiny admirer from the floor and bringing him up to her face to inspect him. He had wanted her attention? Now he had it. But Kitty decided that a man of his stature belonged on the floor. She dropped him onto the wood and loomed over him, her black patent leather high heels transforming into terrifying monoliths. With a cruel smile, she stepped on him, the hard sole and sharp heel grinding him against the floorboards as she tested his durability.
But she wasn't done. She wanted to feel the life leave him. She sat down and kicked off her pumps, revealing her pale, bare feet. The tiny man, battered from the shoes, looked up in horror as a wall of soft flesh descended. Kitty pressed her bare sole over him, her toes curling as she applied her full weight, slowly smothering and flattening him into the wood. Satisfied with the silence, she sat back on her chair, looking down at the floor with a triumphant grin. The whistle had been silenced, and the admirer had been crushed by the very object of his affection.
Contains - #4K, #Giantess, #TinyMan, #SizeDifference, #Crush, #ShoeCrush, #HeelCrush, #HighHeels, #Barefoot, #FootCrush, #Trample, #Femdom, #CruelGiantess, #Punishment, #KittyQuinzelle
