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TFF1924 - Discarded Voyeur: Hattie’s Pest Control
Hattie Grace was simply trying to admire her reflection, smoothing the white floral fabric of her summer dress, when a movement on the floor shattered her peace. She crouched down, her long dark hair cascading over her tattooed shoulders, and recoiled in absolute, visceral disgust. There, staring up from the floorboards, was a shrunken, four-inch man. "What the hell... ewwww... what the fuck are you?" she spat, her voice dripping with a mixture of shock and loathing. The realization hit her instantly: he had been lurking there, a microscopic parasite perving on her, trying to steal a glimpse up her skirt.
"Have you just been staring at me? Looking up my dress?" she mocked, her face a mask of contempt. "It’s so fucking weird! I just want to get rid of you!" The verdict was final. She stood tall, her towering beige high-heeled sandals becoming the monoliths of your doom. She loomed over you, blotting out the light with the vast, flowered expanse of her skirt. With a casual, almost dismissive motion, she brought the massive sole down. The sharp stiletto heel crashed into the wood, pinning you, as she applied her full weight, grinding your minuscule frame into the floorboards.
But the shoes were too impersonal for such a "weird" little thing. She sat on the edge of her bed and kicked off her heels, revealing her pale, bare feet. The soft, warm landscape of her sole descended, a mountain of flesh. She pressed down, her toes curling as she rolled her weight across your body, ensuring every bit of the pest was flattened. Finally, she decided to put the debris away. She plucked your altered form from the floor and placed it on her blue duvet. Smoothing her dress, she turned and lowered herself. Your world ended in a wall of soft lavender satin as Hattie sat fully upon you, using her heavy, soft backside to smother the last of your existence. She stood up, checked her hair one last time, and left, the floor finally clean of "things" like you.
Contains - #4K, #TinyMan, #SizeDifference, #Crush, #ShoeCrush, #HeelCrush, #Barefoot, #FootCrush, #SitCrush, #AssCrush, #Femdom, #CruelGiantess, #Hattie
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Hattie Grace was simply trying to admire her reflection, smoothing the white floral fabric of her summer dress, when a movement on the floor shattered her peace. She crouched down, her long dark hair cascading over her tattooed shoulders, and recoiled in absolute, visceral disgust. There, staring up from the floorboards, was a shrunken, four-inch man. "What the hell... ewwww... what the fuck are you?" she spat, her voice dripping with a mixture of shock and loathing. The realization hit her instantly: he had been lurking there, a microscopic parasite perving on her, trying to steal a glimpse up her skirt.
"Have you just been staring at me? Looking up my dress?" she mocked, her face a mask of contempt. "It’s so fucking weird! I just want to get rid of you!" The verdict was final. She stood tall, her towering beige high-heeled sandals becoming the monoliths of your doom. She loomed over you, blotting out the light with the vast, flowered expanse of her skirt. With a casual, almost dismissive motion, she brought the massive sole down. The sharp stiletto heel crashed into the wood, pinning you, as she applied her full weight, grinding your minuscule frame into the floorboards.
But the shoes were too impersonal for such a "weird" little thing. She sat on the edge of her bed and kicked off her heels, revealing her pale, bare feet. The soft, warm landscape of her sole descended, a mountain of flesh. She pressed down, her toes curling as she rolled her weight across your body, ensuring every bit of the pest was flattened. Finally, she decided to put the debris away. She plucked your altered form from the floor and placed it on her blue duvet. Smoothing her dress, she turned and lowered herself. Your world ended in a wall of soft lavender satin as Hattie sat fully upon you, using her heavy, soft backside to smother the last of your existence. She stood up, checked her hair one last time, and left, the floor finally clean of "things" like you.
Contains - #4K, #TinyMan, #SizeDifference, #Crush, #ShoeCrush, #HeelCrush, #Barefoot, #FootCrush, #SitCrush, #AssCrush, #Femdom, #CruelGiantess, #Hattie
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