Katelyn was exhausted. Soccer
practice had run long today, and
she had a lot of studying to do this
weekend to prepare for upcoming
midterm exams. She was really
looking forward to getting back to her apartment, and seeing her
boyfriend. She had planned on
making dinner for him, a lazy Friday
evening, and get some time to relax
before starting on her schoolwork
during the following day. Normally, she called her boyfriend
to come pick her up after practice.
He had a car and she did not, so it
was out of necessity, but she didn’t
mind showing him off to the girls
on her team too. But today was different; she needed to
decompress before seeing him, and
decided it’d be better to walk, even
though she was tired. As she got to the apartment, she
noticed that the blinds were drawn.
“Strange”, she thought to herself, “I
could swear I left them open.” She
walked in through the door and up
the stairs. Fumbling for her keys, she managed finally to pull them out
and open the door. “Brian?” she
asked. But she did not get a reply.
Sometimes he studied in the
bedroom with his iPod on, and was
oblivious to the world, so she walked towards it. As she got
closer, she thought she heard the
sound of someone else – it didn’t
sound right to her, like a
conversation – and as she got
closer, her stomach began to drop. As she approached the bedroom
door, slightly cracked open, she
could see her friend Beth naked,
sitting on top of her boyfriend and
thrusting her hips! Katelyn couldn’t
bear to walk in – she was too upset, so she turned and ran out the door,
crying. After a few minutes, she settled
down. But her tears turned to
anger, and then to thoughts of
getting revenge. Beth was never a
very close friend or hers, but she
did not ever suspect something like this from her. “No matter,” she
thought. “She made this decision
herself and will pay for it.” She
would get even with Brian too, but
she wanted to think about how
elaborate the revenge would be. Frankly, she’d had it with guys after
this – maybe she would have to get
even with more than just Brian. For
Beth, she already had a plan, one
that would involve something about
Katelyn that she had kept forever private from everyone, including her
closest friends. One day, when Katelyn was young,
she had miraculously discovered
that with thought alone, she could
change the size of any object or
person. It was certainly a shock to
her, and she did try it on people – making herself larger, shrinking
boys – but she used it sparingly.
Honestly, she had only tried it a few
times on people (and ones she did
not know, at that), and they were
so dazed by the experience, they had been restored to their normal
size without thinking the whole
experience had ever happened.
Perhaps this was under her control,
too. But no matter, she had not
explored this gift, for fear of people finding out about it and thinking her
some sort of monster. But tonight
was different.

She pushed up on her left palm, and
used her right hand to hold Peter’s
hard cock beneath her. She then
slowly settled onto it, easily, as she
was wet and he was still wet from
her mouth. She started to move up and down on it slowly, moaning,
and keeping an eye on the running
Jack over Peter’s shoulder the
whole time. And Jack ran, thinking he could get
away. But as he looked behind him,
he could she that Katelyn put her
stocking covered foot right behind
him, dragging it closer…closer…
closer. When right behind him, she raised it slightly, and let it settle
down on Jack. She didn’t press
hard, but firmly enough that though
he was caught under the fabric
between two of her smaller toes, he
couldn’t move. She continued to ride Peter, progressively harder,
sliding all the way up and down on
him. As she did, she started to curl
her toes on her right foot gently,
until she could feel the tiny Jack
picked up and held by her toes. He was wrapped in the nylon, squeezed
gently between her toes. She slowly
started to curl them harder, and
harder… “Oh, Jack, I want to ride hard until
you pop!” she exclaimed frantically. “It’s Peter!” Peter said, but not
really caring, he was fucking her as
hard as he could now. Of course,
Jack knew who it was meant for,
and started to panic, constricted
between her toes, hardly able to breathe now. He tried to scream,
but couldn’t. He thought of
Bobby’s fate, and knew his own too
(though the only consolation was
he would not be digested, and
become part of that body). “I’m cumming!” Katelyn screamed.
“God!” she yelled, and Peter could
feel her vagina constrict around his
cock, undulating on it. She was
having an intense orgasm now,
wave after wave coming over her, and she curled her toes as hard as
she could until…pop! She felt a
liquid sensation seep through her
stockings, and onto her toes, and
knew Jack was gone. Her body
tightened every muscle it had, and her orgasm peaked… Peter collapsed onto the bed, totally
spent. “Wow, Katelyn, that was
unbelievable!” “You don’t know the half of it,” she
said. “But let’s go again!” “Wow, you do have a lot of energy,
but I just can’t right now.” he
replied. “Well, I’ll be hungry for you later,”
she told him coyly. And with that,
he rolled over on the bed to fall
asleep. She, however, was not even
close to being done with her fun.
She still had Brian, of course, and he would be taken care of in due
time. But Steve was her more
immediate concern. While Peter slept, Katelyn walked
out to the kitchen. She turned the
light on dimly, and put her foot up
onto the chair, so that her thigh
was parallel to the ground. She
lifted the stocking top off of her leg slightly so that she could pull Steve
out. As he became freed slightly, he
tried to dart away from her
approaching fingers. But she just
giggled, and moved her gigantic
fingers towards him like pinchers. “Mmmm, keep running Steve. My
mom used to yell at me for playing
with my food when I was little, but
she’s not around here now.” That sent a panic into Steve, and he
struggled in her fingers as she
pulled him out of her stockings. She
set him down onto the chair, and
raised her foot slowly over him. He
feared for his end, but she merely brought it down close so that he
could see the remnants of a stain
that had been Jack.