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The boys ran as fast as they could seeing their dad undress from a day at the gym. He was an hour early and not wasting anytime getting to the couch. Shrinking was fun but they didn’t see this coming and the antidote is 3 rooms away. They know he wouldn’t recognize them or hear them so the 2 brothers never stopped running towards the coffee table. The man made a beeline for the couch because he was exhausted, he knew he should have showered first but oh well. The stinking feet were gaining fast and the boys began to sob as they were sprinting on the hardwood. Their dad stopped, he noticed bugs scurrying on the floor. Without stopping the boys could no longer hear the slaps of steps, hopefully he forgot something. The man smirked and began slowly following them, he needed some release of stress and squishing live bugs is hot. One boy quickly looks back and sees his father smiling down at them slowly stalking them—he then trips on a splinter and hits the ground, knocking the wind out of him. The other boy looks back seeing his brother on the floor and turns around to help. As he forced his brother up a booming voice says “aww looks like one bug is helping the other, now you’re both in trouble.” “DDAAAAAADD!!!! PLEEEEAAASSEE FOR FUCKS SAKE, ITS YOUR KIDS!!!!” screamed the one helping as his brother ran past him, desperate to live. The man lifted his foot and slowly brought it down on the bugs, he kept them pinned without applying pressure. Crying and choking from the smell, the boys were face deep in warm moist flesh, in disbelief that your father was about to end you like an insect without ever knowing the truth. The man rolled his toes forward, flattening the ball of his foot then dragging it slowly as to feel every squirm and crunch.
Muffled screams and then silence.
The dad put his feet up as he sat on the couch and prepared to pleasure himself to the smears he made on his right foot, never knowing it was his sons.

Description
The boys ran as fast as they could seeing their dad undress from a day at the gym. He was an hour early and not wasting anytime getting to the couch. Shrinking was fun but they didn’t see this coming and the antidote is 3 rooms away. They know he wouldn’t recognize them or hear them so the 2 brothers never stopped running towards the coffee table. The man made a beeline for the couch because he was exhausted, he knew he should have showered first but oh well. The stinking feet were gaining fast and the boys began to sob as they were sprinting on the hardwood. Their dad stopped, he noticed bugs scurrying on the floor. Without stopping the boys could no longer hear the slaps of steps, hopefully he forgot something. The man smirked and began slowly following them, he needed some release of stress and squishing live bugs is hot. One boy quickly looks back and sees his father smiling down at them slowly stalking them—he then trips on a splinter and hits the ground, knocking the wind out of him. The other boy looks back seeing his brother on the floor and turns around to help. As he forced his brother up a booming voice says “aww looks like one bug is helping the other, now you’re both in trouble.” “DDAAAAAADD!!!! PLEEEEAAASSEE FOR FUCKS SAKE, ITS YOUR KIDS!!!!” screamed the one helping as his brother ran past him, desperate to live. The man lifted his foot and slowly brought it down on the bugs, he kept them pinned without applying pressure. Crying and choking from the smell, the boys were face deep in warm moist flesh, in disbelief that your father was about to end you like an insect without ever knowing the truth. The man rolled his toes forward, flattening the ball of his foot then dragging it slowly as to feel every squirm and crunch.
Muffled screams and then silence.
The dad put his feet up as he sat on the couch and prepared to pleasure himself to the smears he made on his right foot, never knowing it was his sons.