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The office door swings open as Lilmizzunique strides in, her glossy black stiletto heels clicking rhythmically against the polished floor. Her chestnut hair frames her face in a sleek bob with razor-sharp bangs that accentuate her calculating eyes. The tailored black silk blouse and caramel leather pencil skirt hug her figure as she approaches the mahogany desk where her boss—now a mere six inches tall and completely naked—sits vulnerably on the leather executive chair. A triumphant smile spreads across her crimson lips as she realizes her experimental shrinking formula has worked perfectly. With delicate, manicured fingers, she plucks him up, his tiny body squirming between her fingers as she brings him to eye level. "You'll sign everything over to me now," she purrs, her voice honey-sweet with menace. "One little squeeze is all it would take," she adds, demonstrating with the slightest pressure that makes him gasp for air. After depositing him in a desk drawer that becomes his temporary prison, she meticulously prepares transfer documents. Upon her return, the open drawer reveals his absence. Her heels thunder like approaching storms as she circles the room, crouching to peer under furniture where terrified footprints in the dust betray his path. When she finally corners him, hiding behind the desk leg, her hand descends like a flesh avalanche. "Good news," she whispers to his struggling form, "I've already transferred everything electronically." With clinical detachment, she places him on the floor, the last thing he sees being the underside of her heel as it descends.
Keywords Lilmizzunique, Media Impact, Giantess, Feet, Shoes, Handheld, Shakes, Booms, Nylon Feet, Doll, Boob Crush
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