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Kerri Spectrum is the warden for a brand new correctional facility; a micro-prison for delinquents and assholes. She enters in a skirt and heels, carrying a fresh batch of tiny inmates for Gen-Pop. She welcomes them to their new home with a grin, then lowers them into the shoe box-sized building.
She scoffs, wondering how long they'll last.
On all fours, Kerri looms over the prison. She knows there's been multiple escape attempts made when she wasn't looking and she is pissed. The little bastards must be punished...severely.
One by one she picks out a dozen ringleaders, holding their tiny bodies in her palm. Kerri knows she needs to set an example, so the first tiny she devours whole without even chewing. She feels him writhing all the way down her throat before falling into her stomach.
Instant digestion. Not very tasty though.
The rest she lays out on the floor and stands, towering over them in heels and nylon legs. They are bug-size after all and should be squashed accordingly. Kerri flattens one, grinding him into the floor, but then realizes she'd rather feel them crunch helplessly beneath her bare nylon feet.
Kicking off her shoes, she teases the remaining escapees with her gigantic stocking soles She mixes up slow, lingering crushes with hard, hard stomps, taking great pleasure in the punishment.
When she's finished demolishing the tinies, Kerri checks her soles to make sure they're all gone before standing over her tiny prison and laughing at how pathetic they all are. She encourages them to try harder next time; the more they run, the more fun she has squishing them into nothing.
She grabs a few tinies from the yard and pops them in her shoes before slipping them on and leaving.
Keywords Keri Spectrum, Vore, Crush, Shoes, POV, Media Impact, Nylons
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