Shrinking and Squishing 3 Peepers
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Ripley Eats You presents: Shrinking and Squishing 3 Peepers
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As the cold wind howled outside, you and your two friends eagerly accepted my invitation for some hot tea. I am the friendly pretty neighbor who knows all about you, and I couldn't help but wonder why you never drank any tea yourself. Little did you know, I had slipped some potent potions into your drinks.
First, a drowsy potion that would make you snooze, and then a shrinking potion that would transform you into tiny, petitey-weeny cuties, barely an inch tall. As you began to feel drowsy and your vision turned to black, I counted to three and watched you fall asleep on my floor.
When you awoke, you saw me towering over you, and your hearts sank as you realized what had happened. I knew that each of you had been peeping on me, watching my every move, and it was time for some revenge. I had done my research, and I knew that each of you had different parts of my body you liked the most. These parts would be used to squish you and smush you until there was nothing left.
We had an ass man, a feet guy, and a tit lover. One by one, I demolished you with the very body parts you were peeping on just the day before. The ass man watched in horror as his favorite part of me squashed his friend like a bug. The feet guy screamed in agony as his beloved little peepers were crushed under my size-12 heel. And the tit lover's cries of despair echoed off the walls as his tiny form was squashed between my plump, perky breasts.
As I watched you squirm and cry, a smile crept across my face. You thought you could get away with peeping on me, didn't you? Well, now you know better. The next time you see me undressing or touching myself, remember this day. Remember the pain of being squished and smushed by the very parts of my body you found so irresistible.
And with that, I swept you up in a dustpan and dumped you in the trash can, where you belonged. You may have thought you were untouchable, but now you know better. Next time, keep your eyes to yourself, or you might just end up as another squished peeper, lost in the trash heap of regret.
