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Maybe I'll make more of this, who knows tbh
Emillio held his white superstars in his hand, one orange striped, the other blue, and wished his brother and dad would become them. With a quick flash his wish was granted as down below he heard their screams. “Please Emillio don't do this, we love you” shouted his father as the young teen looked smugly at the orange striped Adidas superstar. Slowly he slipped his bare foot into the sneaker, feeling the cool damp worn material press against his foot. Grabbing the other superstar, this one with blue stripes he gave the dirty textured toe cap a kiss and spoke softly, “You are going to love this Luka”, to which the older boy simply cried. Emillio slipped his brother sneaker on and sat admiring his shoes. The young teen boy admired the dirty stains on the once white leather sides and rubber soles, the scuffed toe caps from skating on his skateboard, he could feel his penis begin to pulse with excitement. Carefully he tied the superstars laces into large bows, his family members screaming in pain as their arms were stretched and folded to conform, their cries in pain only bringing young Emillio happiness. His first stop was his fathers closet, inside his work bag was a small gun shaped device. “Emillio, NO, do not use that, its very dangerous” shouted his orange striped superstar, the warning making the fascinated teen simply stomp his shoe into the ground. “Shut dad, I know what I'm doing” he replied down to his sneaker. Walking through the house the boy passed both the house maid and his mother, to neither he spoke a word or even looked at as he marched outside.

The gun whirred in Emillios hands as he fired it at himself, his sneakers below both shouted “NO” as the teen boy shot up to 50 feet in height. “I hated this house” he spoke as the dirty white superstars on his feet began marching into the doll sized house beneath him, the hard rubber zig zag soles making easy work of the wooden structure. Stomp after stomp he crushed more of the house under his favorite sneakers, the splintered wood and bent steel compressing into the ground under his mighty footfalls. Looking towards the front half of the house he could see his mother and the maid running for their lives. Slowly he walked after them, his low foot swings smashing through the few remaining walls sending debris far into the nearby woods. The two women quickly hopped into the sporty Suv in the driveway to escape, only for a dirt trodden rubber wall to smash into the engine. They tried to exit the vehicle but the young teen gripped the sides and ripped it from the ground upto his face. “Hello Mama and Ms Hara” softly spoke the boy as he flashed a braced toothy grin. The two woman screamed and pleaded as his open mouth greeted them, the hot moist breath of the teen fogged the windows before his mouth fully engulfed the vehicle. Slowly he began to maneuver the car in his mouth as he removed his pants and shirt, revealing his teen body and barely grown cock. The screams of his mother and maid sang like a song in his mouth as he carefully crunched around the main cabin, shedding steel from its main body like an outer shell from candy. The boy carelessly sat his bare ass onto the remains of his fathers grand home, the dirty sneakers slowly shuffling in the remains as he sucked on the suv in his mouth, moaning in pleasure as the metal inside scraped on his metal braces. Slipping free the orange striped Adidas, Emillio began packing scraps of the house into the sneaker, his father simply sobbing as his dream houses remains filled his now sneaker like body. Leaving a little space at the heel, the young teen leaned forward and drooled the suv from his mouth into the sneaker below, the metal frame now crumpled and flattened, trapping the barely alive passengers, their moaned pains drowned out by the sounds of settling rubble in the sneaker.

Emillio slipped the blue striped Adidas superstar from his sweaty foot and brought it to his face, “remember when you made me lick this dirty adidas or you would tell mum what I did Luka? Since then I havn't stopped dreaming of that day”. The young teen brought his salivating tongue to the sneakers dirty toecap and began licking across the ribbed rubber, eliciting a moan of pleasure from his sneaker. His tongue bathed the sides of the sneakers, focusing on every detail, forcfully licking up and down the stepped Adidas stripes on either side, kissing the golden superstar text, sucking on the dirty clear aglets. His brother in shoe form could only endlessly gain pleasure without release. Down below his parents both watched as their youngest son began making out with his blue Adidas superstar making his small penis get erect. The free hand of Emillio reached for the filled sneaker and swifly plunged it onto his raging erection, his boyhood easily fitting amongst the wreckage in his shoe, the oozing tip plowing deep into the smashed framework as his balls rested on the cool wet mess that was his mothers sporty car. The feeling on his cock sent jolt of please down Emillios spine as he tensed his leg muscles instinctivly trying not to cum instantly. With the last few lick the superstars sides were glistening and clean, all mud and grime from their sides now swishing around his mouth before he swallowed. With a pleasured sigh he exhaled then plunged the open sneaker onto his face, the stench of his sweaty feet filled his lungs as he furiously kissed and licked the worn insole, sending his brothers leather body into a frenzy of cries, while down below his body thrusted rythmicly into his leather bodied father. Like a wild animal Emillio ravaged the inside of the sneaker before pulling his face free and spinning the shoe around to gaze at its beautiful sole, the zig-zagging treads filled with his child hood home, everything his father worked for now crud inside his treads, being smothered beneath his ass or fucked by his engorged cock. With a final moment of clarity Emillio took it all in before bringing the worn sole to his face and thrashing his tongue across their design. The blue striped Adidas moaned in ecstacy as his younger brother pleasured its worn rubber sole, his tongue tracing the snaking lines as his supple lips sucked the crud deep from their confines. His orange striped father could feel the end coming as the young teens cock began to twitch and engorge rapidly. Emillio spun the superstar in his hand and rammed the white toe cap deep into his mouth, gagging as he deep throated the sneaker, his braces rubbing against the laces as they swished around his mouth. His pumped his cock deeper into the superstar smashing all before it until he couldn't hold it any and came, his moans of pleasure muffled by the superstar in his mouth. The young teens cock quivered as the cum spurt forth filling every gap between the smashed house, the torrent of cum quickly flowing down the insole to the heel pooling alongside the crumpled remains of the suv. The two trapped passengers screamed their last breathes as the thick cum filled more of the sneaker. Emillios whole body shook violently as he thrust his pelvis as hard as he could into the sneaker while simultaneously sucking his sneaker like a cock. The blue striped Adidas fell from his gaping mouth as he gasped for air, his second hand now gripped his father in Adidas form, the leather deforming and flexing as he began twisting and spinning the sneaker on his cock while plunging its depths with his cumming penis, firing more and more seed into the violated footwear. The orange striped superstar grunted and groaned in pleasure and pain as the teens sneaker strained against the mounting pressure. “GHUGH FUUCK” Emillio shouted for the whole countryside to hear as his climax climaxed, his giant cock bursting with cum like a hydrant, the overflowing seed pouring down the sneakers heel mixing with the muddy rubble on the ground. More and more cum spilled forth as the teen gripped the footwear in shaky hands, holding as he spurt a swimming pools worth of cum into his Adidas, the absorbent inner sneaker fully drenched with his white seed. With a final gasp Emillio released the shoe, his cock slipping free as it spurt its last few ropes across the sneakers laces. The heavy filled sneaker thudded to the ground on its side, the smiley thick contents slowly escaping as the gallons of cum flowed free. With ragged breath the giant young teen peered down at the destruction he had wrought. The wrecked home around him, his brother Luka, a blue striped Adidas superstar cleaned top to bottom with his tongue, while his father an orange striped Adidas superstar lay on its side, the soles full of his once home, the insides full of the houses remains along with his cum and the crumbled remains of his mothers car with her and his maid trapped within, drowned in his seed. Emillio the giant teen closed his eyes and smiled, breathing calmly as he sat naked thinking of what to do next, Only to hear sirens in the far distance, getting louder...
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