THE INTRUDERS by BeverlyC

Shawna was just returning home after a long day at the
hospital. How nice it would be just to take a hot bath she
thought. Hanging up her white fisherman knit sweater by
the front door , she stepped out of the doorway,
completely unaware of the three intruders in her small
apartment.
George, Tim and Eddie had used a shrinking device their
science minded boss had developed to sneak into this
apartment a few hours earlier. They were approximately two
inches tall each and had hoped that the effects of the
device would wear off as they had been told it would. It
did not, and now they were trapped in an apartment with
some expensive jewelry, and electronic devices that
weighed tons in comparison to them. Worse yet, the owner
of the apartment had just come home, and they were
helpless.

Shawna stood about 5'10 inches tall and weighed about
140lbs. Her hair was incredibly blonde and she had a small
mole on her upper lip giving her a look about her not
unlike Marilyn Munroe. She wore black spandex leggings
that showed off her curvaceous frame and tight rear, and
atight T-shirt that stopped just above her waist. Her cute
little toenails were painted a deep red and she dug the
plush carpet with her toes as she walked. BOOM! One of
Shawna's feet stepped down only inches from the group of
three little men knocking them off their feet. She strode
past them and began looking for the remote controll over
near the TV set across the room.

George told his two comrades that he was going to make a
run for the big easy chair situated by the telephone table
near the television, so that he may have a chance to call
the boss and inform him of the mishap. Without another
word he began his long journey to the base of the chair.
Tim and Eddie decided to play it safe and head for the
kitchen, to hide behind the fridge or dishwasher , away
from the gorgeous woman's deadly feet. As they set out
though, their worst fear was realized. Shawna began
walking to the kitchen as well! They pushed and shoved one
another, but to no avail. Shawna's massive sole rose above
them and blotted out the ceiling lights like a dark cloud.
Eddie dove to one side and just escaped death. Tim lost
his footing and found himself staring up at her bare
wrinkled sole. Time seemed to slow down for Tim. He raised
his arms to block the oncoming foot, but to no avail.
Slowly it fell upon him, and the smell of her sweat from a
long days work hit him like a ton of bricks. Shawna
transfered her weight to the foot on top of Tim and he
screamed, and began to crush flat. he felt her sole press
against him and then an unyielding crush that forced his
insides through his mouth in an agonizing few seconds. His
skelleton strained, then crackled and crunched under
Shawnas immense weight. She dug her toes into the plush
carpet as she always did, completely unaware of the little
man she had just flattenned, and continued on to the
kitchen. Eddie stared awestruck at the stain that used to
be his best friend.

George reached up over the front edge of the easy chair
and climbed onto the seat cushion to catch his breath. He
was quite out of shape an the trip had nearly killed him.
He panted and wheezed, but the phone now only feet away
gave him new drive to go on. Imagine his terror when
Shawna approached the chair with a bag of chips and the
remote control she found in the kitchen!
George tried to run, but he was too spent. there he was in
the centre of a seat cushion, and about a hundred tons of
giantess ass about to plant itself right on top of him.
Shawna slowly sat on the chair and snapped on the TV,
totally unaware of the little man she was about to sit on.
George looked up, and saw two of the best looking butt
cheeks he had ever seen lowering down on top of him. He
let out a scream, and was then muffled by Shawna's butt
pressing down on him from above. The weight was soft and
warm at first, then heavy as a hundred elephants. georges
bones snapped left right and centre, and he was still
weezing for breath from the climb. The cushion beneath
him softened the crushing weight somewhat, and for a
couple seconds he thought he was safe. Then he heard a
rumbling from deep inside Shawna's abdomen. He cried
and sobbed because he knew what was coming. With that,
a ripping sound burst georges eardrums instantly. his
lungs were filled with the most foul stench he had ever
known. Shawna let out an "Ahhh" and cracked off another
fart. This one lasted nearly 30 seconds. She crinkled her
nose at the stench and said " geez..I feel sorry for this
chair. I'm surprised it's not melting or something.gross"

George's oxygen supply was cut off for good, and with one
final straining grunt, Shawna farted one last time, the forced
methane bursting georges lungs, and killing him. Eddie
was already on his way to the window sill to take his
chances with the neighborhood animals, when Shawna
rose from her seat..........

Eddie ran as fast as he could through the thick forrest of
plush carpet before him. He moved for all he was worth to
avoid a horrible crushing death beneath the feet of this
massive woman rapidly approaching . Just as he thought
the end had come for him, Shawna stepped over him,
missing him by a fair distance. She walked to the fridge
and began looking for something.

Eddie breathed a sigh of temporary relief, and began to
climb the side of the kitchen counter by way of a floor
lamp that seemed to be the only way to access the kitchen
window which was part way open. "So far so good" he
thought to himself as he landed on the counter top. He
moved as rapidly as he could across it toward the window.
Suddenly, Shawna closed the door of the fridge and
approached the counter! Eddie had to act fast or he would
be seen for sure. Out of despiration, eddie dove into the
sink in attempts to avoid the gaze of the closing
giantess. To his shock, he landed in a tall glass amongst
many other dishes. "great!!" he thought to himself. Now
how the hell am I going to get out of this thing without
making noise?

Shawna looked in the cupboard....no clean glasses. "Crap!"
she said to herself and went to the sink to fish a semi
clean one out. Due to the relative darkness in the kitchen
, and Eddie's small size, Shawna didn't even notice him in
the glass she grabbed as she began to pour milk into it.
Eddie felt like he'd been thrown into the North Atlantic
in the middle of winter. The milk, fresh from the fridge
was close to zero degrees, and now he was sitting in
gallons of it (compared to him at least). He began to
shiver uncontrollably while he sputtered up some of the
milk that flooded his lungs seconds earlier. Shawna rose
the glass to her lips, and for Eddie, time began to slow
down. He knew what was coming, and began to say his
prayers.

At first, Shawna's form was distorted by the concave
surface of the glass, but then, as she tilted the glass
toward her , he could see her crimson lips parting
slightly to accept the currents of milk now flowing
towards them. Eddie tried his best to fight the flow of
the freezing liquid, but its numbing cold was taking its
toll. Slowly but surely he drifted past the rim of the
glass, and into Shawna's waiting mouth. For a second,
Eddie sat suspended in liquid in her mouth, but then, with
one quick gulp, he was sent past the back of her throat
and began the swift journey down to her stomach. He
screamed as if he was shooting down a roller coaster as
the muscles around him contracted and released, dragging
him down into the pit below. Then, where there had been
freezing moments before, there was a sour smell, and a
welcome feeling of warmth. Eddie had come to a halt in a
pool of Shawna's digestive juices. Like lightning, the
warmth dissappeared and an unimaginable burning pain
enveloped his body. Eddie shook and convulsed as he was
literally being disolved alive by shawna's stomach acid.
He screamed, but soon his voice cracked and faded into a
ghasping wheeze as his vocal chords dissolved . His skin
hung off him like sagging gelatin and he resembled a
skelletal creature now more than a man. His struggling
soon faded as he sliped completely beneath the surface of
the acid pool, and died a death more welcome to him than
all the wealth in the world.
Shawna let out a little burp as she finished off the last
of her milk and a satisfied smile formed on her face. She
patted her tummy and sat in front of the T.V. once again.
A news story about many recent mysterious break ins was
the headline on the local station. "Gee, I'm glad I
haven't had any trouble like that" she said, and with
that, she snapped off the television and strode off to get
ready for bed.
Two pairs of tiny eyes peered around the corner of the
bathroom door. It seems the boss and company were growing
impatient, and had come to check on the boys.....

to be continued again..(if you want)

tell me what you think again. I'll post some more shortly,
and if anyone is interested in a custom story, let me
know. I love writing the things. I've had this fantasy of
being a giantess for just about as long as I remember, and
getting it down on paper is a great way to kinda bring the
dream a tad closer to the surface.

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Intruders Part 3 (a short one)By BeverlyC

The boss or 'big al' as they called him when he was his
normal size looked out from the floor of the bathroom to
the vast expanses of livingroom before him. "@!#$!" he
said under his breath. Everything looked untouched, at
least from a burglar's perspective. "those bastards'll pay
for desertin me" he thought to himself. Al knew that
Shawna posessed the bulk of her mother's jewelry, which
was worth more than fourty thousand alone. He also know
that he or his goons would never get past the apartment's
security measures without the shrink ray. Trouble with the
cops was all he needed.
Al and his comparably massive body guard who measure 8'
tall in real life pondered how they would achieve their
goal of reaching Shawna's jewelry box unnoticed. They
hadn't even considered the dangerous pair of feet
approaching from the hallway. Shawna stepped through the
bathroom door narrowly missing stepping right on top of
Al's bodyguard. Looking up, they saw a curvaceous young
woman opening up her medicine cabinet and removing her
toothbrush. "jesus!" muttered Al. We gotta hide..if that
bitch sees us, we're dead meat!
With that, Al began to move quietly along the base of the
bathroom cupboards to attempt finding refuge behind the
toilet. His body guard stared dumbfounded up at the
towering mass of female dwarfing him from above. Al payed
no attention to his so called bodyguard...if he wanted to
get killed that was his problem. He made his way over to a
basket of magazines wedged between the toilet and the
cupboards. He began scaling the handle of the basket, and
soon found himself staring at the toilet seat. With all of
the strength he could muster, he lept across the chasm
onto the seat which was thankfully closed. He looked up at
the window sill, only feet away now above the back of the
toilet and thought to himself "I'll get this bitch later."

Shawna finished brushing her teeth, and removed her
clothes. She grabbed her nail file, and to al's horror,
began moving toward the toilet! @!#$!! he exclaimed, and
tried to dodge the oncoming woman. Al looked up as
Shawna turned away from him, placing her smooth
round ass cheeks towards the closed toilet. He screamed
in an inaudible voice as she began to sit down. He fell to
his knees and flipped over on his back in time to see one
massive cheek mash into his body. It felt Warm and
smooth at first, but then ...slowly..it felt like her was being
crushed in a car compactor. Shawna settled her weight
completely on top of poor Al. She crossed one of her legs
over the other to begin the task of filing her little painted
toenails. She set to work while the little man underneath her
completely unnoticed was in living hell.

Al's rib cage collapsed like a bunch of dried twiggs
stacked on top of one another. Their sickening crunch
brought a wave of pain over him that he had not imagined
possible.He tried to scream, but could get no air. His jaw
dislocated and his skull began to creak and groan under
the strain of what must have seemed like tons of female
bottom. Al's bodyguard , who only moments before saw his
boss dissappear under Shawna's ass shuddered at what
must be happening to him under there. Blood gurgled up
through the remains of Al's mouth and nose, and later
through his ear canals as his head became like a grape
in a wine press.

Shawna sat contented and in actual fact felt rather
comfortable as could be told by the passive smile she wore
on her face. She filed her nails, one after the other,
occasionaly smoothing the tips with her finger.
Finally, growing flatter with each passing second, Al's
remaining skelletal structure gave way, and collapsed on
itself. His body became like paste from Shawna's continued
presence atop it, and soon al was nothing more than a red
smear.

The bodyguard ran for his life toward the bedroom, out
into the hall. Perhaps he could find another way out of
here?...

to be continued one more time

Ok..so how should I end this..Should he get away? Should
she find him? should she step on him unknowingly? let me
know, and as always, tell me what you think.

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The post new message thing isn't working, so I had to
reply to a message. here it is..
Intruders..Finale
By BeverlyC
this is a short one again, on to new stuff. It is finished
with the most popular requests I recieved by email. Tell
me what you think.

The tiny bodyguard had barely left the bathroom when he
noticed Shawna approaching behind him at an alarming
rate. He would be seen for sure! With a deafening shrill
scream, Shawna blurted" IIIEEEEE!! a MOUSE!!!" and
took off into the living room to grab the telephone and stand
on top of the easy chair. The little man was confused at
first, but then relieved that she was so scared of him.
Perhaps he could yet escape alive.

Shawna put a hasty call to her close friend Beverly who
just lived a block away. She knew that Bev wouldn't be
afraid of the disgusting little thing and she may actually
be able to sleep tonight.

The bodyguard ran in to Shawna's bedroom through a gap
left by the slightly ajar door. Littered about he found
underwear, CD's out of their cases , and some empty
snack bags. All of a sudden he felt a strange tingling in his
body. He was actually growing! First one inch, then
another, and another, until he stood almost 2 feet tall.
Surely he could explain himself to her now, and get out of
this mess without getting killed. If he was any taller,
he'd just knock her out and leave anyway.
As he began to head for the main room, Beverly came
through the door of the apartment dressed in a pair of
jogging pants and a t-shirt. Her shoulder length blonde
hair was drawn back in a pony tail. "Jeez Shawna..put
something on why dontcha?" she said in a giggly tone.
The 2 foot tall bodyguard emerged from the bedroom, and
pulled another shrill scream from Shawna's lips. "Is this
your mouse?" asked Bev, almost laughing. "I knew you
liked short guys, but whoa."

"I don't know who that is! I've never seen him before! He
looks like some kind of Circus freak!" Shawna covered up
with a throw laying on the back of the chair and had a
defensive leer on her face.

"So buster..trying to catch a glimpse of my friend here
while your out of the side show?" Asked Beverly in a tone
he found altogether menacing. "I think we ought to teach
this little prick not to exploit helpless women!" With
that, Beverly delivered a kick to the little guy that
doubled him over coughing and gagging. Shawna scurried
into the bedroom and began to put on some clothing. She
emerged wearing cotton leggings and a new white tee shirt.
Beverly picked up the tiny man, and placed him on his back
on the floor in front of the tv. "Come on Shawna, lets
watch some TV for a bit. I've got the perfect cushion for
us right here" With that statement Beverly glared down at
the little man who began to thrash wildly. That soon
stopped when Shawna took a seat atop his lower half, and
Beverly placed her shapely bottom squarely on top of his
face.

The frightened little captive stared in horror as the two
girl's monsterous butts were placed atop him one by one.
Beverly's comparatively enormous weight was disipated
slightly as his face and head slipped between her butt
cheeks. She squeezed him with her rear periodically and
nearly caved in his skull. If someone had been observing
this scene, it would have looked like two girls watching
tv, sitting together, and nothing more, for not a single
bit of the little man beneath them was visible.
After an hour of this crushing weight, they rose off him
and he looked like he was close to being flat. His face
and skin bore the marks and lines of their clothing
material being pressed onto him. He was only halfway
conscious from the several times Bev had passed gas right
into his waiting nose. He was a wreck, but was in for more
yet.

"You fuckin bitches!! You're DEAD!!" he screamed with all
the voice he could muster. "Since you feel that way my
friend, we're going to have to make sure that you aren't
able to hurt anyone aren't we?"Beverly replied. With that
she kicked him square in the jaw and he fell head over
heals right into the wall.

Dazed, and nearly unconcious, he looked in horror as
Shawna approched him with a burning hatred visible in her
eyes. "You wanted to see my ass buddy? well take a closer
look!!" With that, she turned away from him and grabbed
his chin from between her legs. She placed his head back
in the corner of the room and kept his back straight
against the wall. She then sat down hard on his face , her
enormous weight being supported by his tiny back and
neck.

There she sat balancing nearly all her weight on him,
folding her arms in front of her and grinning down at him
with a satisfied look in her eye. He screamed in absolute
agony as his vertibrae strained against one another, and
his back snapped and popped. Shawna began to bounce
up and down at four second intervals, each time bringing a
loud "pop!" or "crackle" from his hopelessly damaged
back, and a weak scream of pain muffled by her ass.
Soon she stopped, and just sat there listening to the
muffled sound of his crying into her rear. She arose from
his face, and he fell to the floor.

Beverly rolled him over onto his front and stared down at
him. She removed her shoes and socks, and stood atop his
chest cracking audibly two ribs instantly. He again
screamed in pain. "I've had these things on all day...why
don't you tell me if my feet smell?" With that, Beverly
stepped onto his face full weight, with her feet crushing
onto his skull menacing to break it. The smell of sweat on
her feet was overwhelming as he coughed and sputtered
trying to get the foul smelling things off his face.
Finally he managed to open his mouth and bite her for all
he was worth. She screamed and jumped off him.
Beverly sat clutching her heel in pain, while shawna
grabbed his chin again and put him back in the corner.
"C'mon Bev, better sit down awhile to let that heal!" He
screamed and tried to escape, but to no avail. Beverly
walked slowly over to him, and turned to place her butt
just above his face. Slowly she sat down, being sure to
keep his back straight and his face up. "Ahhhhhhh" she
sighed as she settled on top of him. Once again his back
crackled and popped. He wept openly into her butt, and she
replied with a long, moist fart that caused him to choke
and sputter.

After ten more minutes of this agony, Shawna sat on Bev's
lap, adding her weight to the crushing force on thier tiny
captive. He screamed blue murder at this new pain, but the
girls just sat there un-moving. All of a sudden, an
ominous crunch was heard. The girls began to sink down a
couple of inches. Puzzled, they looked down at the
seizuring man underneath them, who's back was now at an
unnatural angle."CRACK!" once again they sank down,
as his vertebrae gave way and displaced one by one. They
simply sat there until the man was nearly flat. They had
crushed his head into his chest cavity, and flattened his
chest cavity horizontally. "That guy won't be bothering
anyone again" said Bev, in a somewhat uncertain tone.

She was amazed and shocked by what they had done, but
still, the feeling of power they both felt at this point in
time was unlike anything they had ever before experienced.
They rose from his body, and discussed how they would
dispose of the "peeping tom's" remains.........