Fiction: Crushed to Death by Step Sister 10 min read

written by Yoboi435
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When I was younger, I had the longing to actually experience the crushing fetish I had. Obviously the trampling fetish wasn’t something I wanted to tell everybody about. People find it weird. And a potential girlfriend could be alienated by it. It would have to be someone special, who maybe also had that kinda stuff going on or just understood.

My parents divorced when I was at the age of 10. Now my mother found a new husband. That man had a daughter. As they got together, I got to meet my to-become step sister. She was a blonde beautiful 17 year old. She was tall and skinny. At 6’2 (1.88 m) she was very tall, in fact considerably taller then me. Her skinny body made her look even taller. She has a bit of an emo style. She likes to wear black tops with black slightly oversized jeans and thick black Dr.Martens boots without long heels.

I got along very well with her. We would watch TV and play games. I liked her and she me. Maybe there was even some sexual tension between us. Her blue eyes would always glow when I looked at her. Her smile was very beautiful.

One day, she came over to watch a movie. I opened the door and hugged her. We went to my room and set up the TV. We got snacks and started to watch it, sitting close by each other. While watching the movie, I got up to get to the toilet. On the way, I saw her boots in the hallway. I went to the toilet, but when I wanted to come back, I thought about getting a sniff from them. I looked around to be sure and got to work. I put my nose deep into them and start to take deep breaths. They smell really good! I look at the bottom of her boots. It says size 13, which is very large even considering her height.

I go back to the room. She was still watching the movie. I sat back down. While watching it, she suddenly puts her legs on mine. Her feet are now dangling next to my legs. I can see her feet through her white socks. Actually they were the only white thing she wore. Her legs were quite heavy. My thing start to pump up with blood. I try to focus on the movie.

After the movie, she lay down in my bed, where she would sleep when she stayed at our home. I would sleep on the couch. From here, I saw her whole body laying in my bed which was a bit too short for her. Her feet were looking out of her blanket. I think this might be an opportunity to take a picture of them. But I don’t. I was too afraid to be caught. While thinking it through, I stare at them.

“Mark?” Oh no! I look at her and start to tense up. “Is everything alright? Did you just stare at my feet?” “Ehm… no. I looked at the bed” A smile forms on her face. I look away. Unfortunately, my unsure behavior catches her attention. She doesn’t believe me. She stands up and walks towards me. “Soo, what do you like about them?” “I don’t!” “Oh come on. I am curious. Is it their shape? Size? Is it their smell?” “Stop it! I am not into them!” “Aha, alright” She obviously doesn’t let it go. She pretended to walk away. Suddenly she runs back and jumps on the couch. She raises one foot and smears it through my face. Even more blood pumps to my man thing. I try to avoid it, but take deep breaths simultaneously.

“Aha!! So you do like them?!” She gets down and looks at me with an answer-expecting face. I look away and say “Well, ok I do. But I want you to keep it a secret!! Between me and you!!” She nods. I explain to her my favorite stuff about feet, trample etc. She is pretty curious and excited about me telling her. “Ok and have you ever had some experiences?” I smile and say “Yeah, some” “And obviously from the stuff you told me, I am pretty much your type?” I nod and get red. “Wow, didn’t think someone would actually like me like that. But it’s an interesting feeling.”

She hops back into her bed and looks at her phone. I start to calm down and think about the situation. She looks at me and asks “You wanna do it?” I give her a confused look. “You know… you and me. I could give you some action?” I start to think about it. Sure thing. She is awesome. It will be a great thing. “But I would like something in return.” I look at her and say “Sure thing!” She looks up and thinks about her next words.

“There is a project I have been working on for a long time. I would like you to be my first experimental patient.” “What kind of experiment?” “Let’s keep it a ‘no questions asked’!” “Ok, sure thing!” I wasn’t totally sure but I definitely wanted to do the foot stuff with her, regardless of what I was signing myself up for.

We did it for two hours. She started rubbing her foot in my face, taking of her socks. She then put them back on and trampled me from head to toe. It was really good! She started with my back. It was like a massage. Her weight wasn’t too much for me. I turned around. My belly and groin didn’t take it as well as my back. But it was a really good feeling. She walked onto my chest. That was really good, as I really felt the submission. She then moved to the side of my head. Trampling my head also felt sooo good. She was careful, but she did as I told her. She started jumping from one part of my body to the next one. Until she got to my head, where she would jump on it and twist her feet. At the very end, she put a foot on my throat and slowly increased the pressure, until she fully stood on it. I couldn’t get any air. But the feeling of her standing on me, potentially killing me was wild enough to arouse me. She even slightly hopped on my throat. At the end she let herself fall onto me. She made out with me and started to undress me. We had the best sex. All of it was like in a dream!

In the morning, she stood up next to me, with her feet in my face. It was a lovely sight to wake up to. We had breakfast and spend the whole day together.

In the night, as I was watching TV, she comes in with a suitcase. She closes the door behind her and locks it. I pull myself up and sit on the couch instead of laying. She puts it on the ground and opens it. There are multiple devices in there. “Now is my turn. The device in this suitcase is a shrinking ray. I can select the person in its vicinity and shrink them down to an inch.” I was amazed and petrified at the same time. “You are going to be the first person I will try it on. First I’ll try one foot. But before I do it, you have to take a pill.” She pulls it out of a bottle in the suitcase. I take it and hold still.

“Allright, first try to one foot of height!” She pushes two buttons. Suddenly I am a fraction of my height. She now looks huge! Like a tall building. She looks at me and starts to laugh. Her voice is much louder then before. “Hahaha! Oh my god it actually worked! Ok hold still, I’ll try 5 inches.” She turns a thing and pushes a button. Now I am even smaller.

From down here, she now looks like a sky scraper. Her foot is massive! “Oh, where is he now?” Oh oh! Can she see me? I wave and scream, but she doesn’t seem to be able to hear me. Might be too small. She tries to get me back up but it seems like machine doesn’t work now. “Oh shit. Ok stay where you are. I’ll get some parts to fix it. Bu you have to stay in this room! Otherwise it won’t work. Oh man!” She runs to the door and through the hallway. As her foot crashes down next to me, it feels like a building collapsed next to me. Good she didn’t hit me! i would’ve been smushed to death.

I wait for what feels like an hour. Meanwhile I inspect the room. From down here, everything seems so large. I see everything underneath the couch, bed and wardrobe. I go to the suitcase and lay on my back half a foot next to it. I am looking at the ceiling. I think about the situation I am in. Never thought I’d be here. Didn’t even imagine things like this would be possible. I asked myself how she couldn’t see me at 5 inches. That isn’t that small!

While daydreaming, I hear loud steps coming towards the room. She comes into the room and closes the door. She comes in wearing her Dr.Martens boots. She looks really sexy in them. I ask myself why we didn’t do it with those. She walks towards the suitcase and opens the machine in it with the tools she brought. Her foot is four inches next to me. Every step she takes feels like an earthquake and sounds like a loud bang. A strong gust strikes me with every step.

Suddenly, she takes a step closer to me. I think about standing up and taking a safe distance from her until she fixes the thing. But in my laziness, it was hard for me to stand up.

As I lay there, she kneels down with her toes, over my head. Her large boot hovers over my body. I am the size of three quarters of her sole. The large sole profile of her boot is very pointy. While the foot area under her toe is over my head and the heel of her foot is over my feet. I start to get nervous. But as I want to stand up, it’s to late.

Her foot slowly comes down on me. Just before she smushes me she stops. Now her boot is too low for me to stand up or even move. Slowly she starts to increase the pressure on me. My heart starts to race wildly. My thing gets hard and almost releases pee out of fear. I start to push and move, but obviously my 5 inch body can’t stop her massive body. She keeps lowering her boot on me. Her weight starts to squish me more and more. I feel her pointy profile digging into my face, torso and legs.

Now she puts 20% of her weight on me. My body feels like every moment now all the blood will shoot out. She increases her weight more and more, until she suddenly completely shifts her weight onto me. My small helpless body only survives half a second under her immense weight. Suddenly, my complete body bursts and gets crushed by her gigantic boot and weight. My body now is just a pulp of blood and flesh underneath her giant unforgiving boot!

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Disclaimer: This story is a fantasy and does not stand on true events! The author does not condone any actions to be replicated or tolerated!

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