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Sam was stuck in quite the predicament. His roommate, an enormous, purple-scaled dragoness with a strong, athletic physique had learned about most of his fetishes last week after he sent her a lengthy text. One that was intended for a friend he RPed with fairly often.

Now she had him cornered on a waist-high, to her, walkway in their shared apartment, a devilish grin on her face as she loomed overhead. The walkway was blocked by a hand pressed against the wall to his left and a freshly removed sock to his right.

“I looked into what gets you off, Sam, and I have to admit…” She licked her lips, glowing gold eyes narrowing as she scanned over him. She was getting quite a kick out of just watching him tremble as she played up her predatory delight. “It’s pretty hot!” Demina let most of the intimidating facade fall away then as she stood up straight and gave him a warm smile in place of the toothy grin he was uncomfortably close to just a moment ago.

He went from blanching to blushing. Did she think about how neatly he’d fit under one of her toes too? “A-Are you serious? Or are you just m-messing with me?” The cornered deviant shook and shivered in an outfit he intended to visit the gym with. Being intercepted by her was quite a surprise. But of all the outfits to be wearing at a time like this, this was one of the best.

Her expression softened for a moment with his quivering, but her heart would beat faster. He was just so damn cute and smooshable. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath to help calm herself down before nodding lightly while answering his question. “The thought of you cumming your brains out under one of my paws was gross at first… But I thought it over and decided to test something in the shower a couple of days ago.”

She pinched him up from the walkway then before quickly lowering him down to her paws, one of them wearing a sneaker while the other was bare. She must’ve taken its sneaker off recently too judging by the heat that radiated from it and sweat that glistened on its scales.

It took Sam a moment to get his balance back once she set him down. He kept his eyes on his own shoes, too afraid to look back up at what might be waiting for him, but he had to eventually...

A lamp’s light glinted off of one of four black claws, catching his eye and forcing him to follow the shine as her bare paw slid forward, coming close enough for him to feel the heat radiating from it. It slowly rocked back on its heel, gradually revealing the underside of her toes and sole. The charcoal-colored padding there sheened with the same sweat that was on her purple scales, but there was something in the center of her sole that grabbed his attention the moment he recognized it, jaw dropping.

She finally spoke again right as he gasped and fell onto his rear, eyes locked onto a white, chalk outline of a person. “I wanted to feel what it might be like to squash you, so I stepped on and toyed with a few bars of soap.”

The dragoness slowly set her paw flat against the ground again, letting him watch the chalk outline slowly disappear before her toes gently thumped onto the ground in unison. “It felt… amazing!” Her toes gripped the ground tight as she began to grind her paw from side to side, lightly lifting her heel as she relived the moment. “The way it seeped up between my toes, softening more and more as I twisted my paw over it…”

Sam’s heart was already pounding, but now it started to punch the inside of his chest with each beat as his pants tented and sweat began to soak his shirt’s collar.

“I knew I had to get you underpaw and soon, or I might lose control and yank you out of your bed for a sudden smashing! And no matter how much fun that would be...” She paused and took another moment to collect herself, trying to quell the butterflies in her stomach. “I would much prefer that we both enjoy this~”

She pulled a wadded up, chrome-colored wrapper from a pocket in her gym shorts. Unraveling it would reveal a chewed lump of gum almost as big as he was. She lifted her paw again, letting him see that the chalk outline was smeared around into a messy splotch by all the twisting.

A thwap made him jump as the gum landed where her sole was resting just a moment ago. Demina slapped her paw back down then, squashing the gum with a wet SPLAT! A sudden and violent twist would pull a squelch from the squashed wad before she rocker her paw back, just like before.

Sam’s entire body shivered as he watched the gum stretch out between the floor and her paw, growing thinner and thinner until a schlick-plap sounded out as it detached from the ground, completely stuck to her sole. She lifted that paw up with a draconic purr, one massive hand gripping its top and bringing it as high as she could while bending down to lick the gum off of her paw before lowering that stomper back down for him to admire.

The outline was gone, replaced by a strip of sweat and saliva twice as wide as him. “H-Holy sh-shi…” He started to remove his clothes in a lustful frenzy, knowing that there wasn’t any talking his way out of this. He didn’t want to anyway.

“That’s what I thought~” Demina hummed out with a sultry voice before taking the gum out of her mouth and tossing it into a nearby trash can. “You won’t need those silly rags anymore…” She bent down further and reached for the lacing of her remaining sneaker.

Sam only barely understood what she said as his heart beat hard enough to fill his ears. He would look back up from his discarded clothing to see the dragoness’ socked paw hovering overhead. Her hands grabbed the rim of the sock and started to slowly slide it down around her heel before peeling the rest of the sweat-soaked fabric away, revealing a steaming paw.

“Demina, is th-this s-safe?”

Her toes would scrunch in a little wave before splaying, letting them make eye contact between her middle pair of digits. “If you swallow this…” She dropped a miniscule, to her, pill right between his legs. “Then yes. My paws will smear you around rather than popping you like a bug~”

It was nearly the size of his thumb, but Sam didn’t hesitate in the slightest as he gulped it down, following it with a few more swallows just to make sure.

Demina watched with a giggle, letting her paw’s heel whump down in front of Sam, knocking him onto his back as she started to count down.

“Three…

His fingers twitched with anticipation as he shifted slightly, laying out in an ‘A’ shape, palms up and the inside of his thighs facing her, heels touching.

“Two…”

The pill worked its magic as his skin tingled and muscles fell completely limp, making him thankful for his barely finished positioning as everything except his cock and neck relaxed, effectively leaving him paralyzed.

“One…”

Her paw would start to slowly descend. Her sole swallowed up all of his vision as his breathing quickened and eyes opened wide. His instincts screamed at him to run while his lust demanded that he thrust up towards his mistress’ perfect paw. But he couldn’t move an inch, no matter how badly he wanted to.

“Smoosh!” Her paw made contact with the exact sound she mimicked, pinning him completely as she let only the weight of that leg rest on top of him.

Sam felt like he should’ve exploded into a white and red splatter the instant her weight hit him, but she had kept her word about the pill as her weight spilled onto and over him without so much as a crack from a joint. Even so, his slack jaw left his mouth open, able to let out a scream that would be muffled into a squeak halfway through. Everything tingled twice as much as before as if pins and needles were sticking into all of him, except for his crotch.

The most exhilarating rush he’d ever felt gathered in his balls before tingling up his spine and across his scalp as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. His muffled screaming stopped as his pride pulsed into her sole with every beat of his heart. Before he could even think to try and resist the urge to let that orgasmic feeling overtake him, he came.

His cock pumped out one gout of cum after another between her sole and his stomach, and she had only barely put one leg’s weight onto him.

“O-Oh fff-mmMMH!” Demina moaned above with the sudden burst of warmth, her entire body shivering, which sent a rippling wave of pressure over Sam, resulting in more squeaking screams. Without even meaning to, she just forced a second climax out of him already.

“You eager little…” She had to lift her paw up and balance herself with the wall’s help as she realized just how arousing it was to feel his cock pop twice in rapid succession. “Oh g-gods that’s…”

She looked down to see him moaning, eyes fluttering, and fingers twitching. The urge to stomp him into a puddle of lust almost got the better of her until she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “I-I can’t believe that almost made me… N-Nevermind that!” She sounded almost as surprised as him as her eyes opened again, but she kept the teasing coming as her heel hovered over him while her hands were kept on the wall for balance.

“I can’t have you squirting in my shoe and making my legs quiver while I’m out on my jog, so I’m going to make sure you’re as empty as can be~”

Her heel would slowly lower towards him then, pulling a needy, mumbled plea from him. For more weight probably.

The warm, supple padding ruthlessly squashed him against the ground as time seemed to slow. Every second felt like an hour as her charcoal-colored heel-pad molded around him, forcing his legs apart so it could grip his entire body with a perfect hold. His breath was forced out in a long wheeze as Demina let all of her weight slowly come down on just that heel. Sam’s pride and jewels weren’t shown any mercy as even they were forced into a perfect mold. His cock couldn’t help but eagerly twitch.

But that twitching would be squeezed into subdued bucking, followed soon after by a complete pin and then SPLURT! GURSH! SQUICK! PLOSH! SPLAT! He was cumming so much so quickly that it started to make his mouth feel dry. Only then did she start to grind her heel from side to side, making his schlong spray seed even harder, leaving him sucking on the pad as he gasped for air. A tiny hop would let him breathe in a lungful of the heavy scent of her sweat-slicked paws as well as the lustful musk that drifted down from her loins, overloading all of his senses at once before he was sealed under heel again and fucked silly by it.

She bit her lower lip hard enough to almost draw blood to keep from losing herself to the wonderful sensation of her tiny roomie’s body being juiced under her. She could feel every little inch of his comparatively cold skin warm up under her unrelenting press. And the wet blasts of heat that her heel-pad greedily squeezed out of him set her mind alight with nothing but desire.

Meanwhile, Sam’s battered mind was melting under the immense pressure and baking heat of Demina’s paw. He had imagined what this might be like during various RPs, but actually being milked under a domineering dragoness’ house-sized stomper was so much more overwhelming than he thought. All he could do was struggle for air, weakly moan, and squirt.

Each climax was smaller than the last though as he was emptied beyond what should’ve been possible. That pill must’ve enhanced his virility just as much as his resilience.

Demina knew just what to do to knock her plaything out long enough to collect herself though. So, after what must’ve been at least the tenth eruption, her heel lifted.

“It’s time for one of those ‘bug-hugs’ you like so much~”

Sam’s skin didn’t just tingle this time, it burned for a split second at the thought of what she was about to do to him. He struggled on the ground, squirming against the pill’s muscle-numbing effects to try and save himself the tiniest bit of dignity before the burst of energy left him. He wasn’t even able to turn over though as the surge in his muscles faded and he was once again left flat on his back, mouth hanging open and eyes wide.

“Don’t worry sweetie, we’ll have plenty of time to talk this over later.” She sounded plenty genuine as she gave him a gentle smile. “But for now, smush~”

Her sole landed on him again, but rather than its center, he would be stuck under the top of it, where it was the thickest. The initial impact stuck him in place, but she made sure to give him the same sudden twist she gave that glob of gum to make sure he was good and stuck, head forced to the side by that twist. A shuddering moan told her he enjoyed the little maneuver plenty as she rocked her paw back onto its heel, much like before.

Her toes hung in front of half his face, the other half sunken into her plush sole. Then those digits scrunched, sandwiching him between the main pad of her paw and the padding on her middle two toes. He let out a whine this time before his cock leaked out yet another load.

“That’s it cutie, let it all out…” She would let her toes relax before scrunching again, and again, and again, forcing a fresh squirt from him with every other squeeze. “Then you can rest~”

Sam continued to provide moisturizer for Demina’s paws, pressed out of him by her digits. But he was finally starting to tire out as her seemingly endless scrunching continued. Eventually, once the bend of her toes was almost dripping with cum, he finally dozed off, his cock softening.

“There we go… But let’s make sure!” She sounded as giddy as could be as she pointed her toes towards the ground and lowered that paw, letting the top of her digits reach the floor first as she put more and more weight onto that leg. The press sent her toes scrunching into her playmate with more force than they could ever muster on their own.

He woke up with a gasp as the final squeeze began, followed by a wheezing moan before her toes smashed him completely, his puny form disappearing between sole and toes, sealed and ready to be smashed. A muffled scream followed by a loud SPLAT signalled the largest and final climax Sam would experience for quite a while as he was knocked out.

Demina’s tail swung rapidly behind her as she lifted that paw, feeling a very strange sensation as she splayed her toes. It was as if she had stepped in muddy dirt. She grabbed and held that paw up to inspect what that feeling was, and to check on Sam of course.

“Oh m-my!” He was completely unconscious and missing about half of his body’s usual depth. He looked like half-chewed gum... stuck to the top of her sole. His features were smeared ever so slightly too. The sight once again set her mind on fire with ideas and desires.

But she needed to deliver on her threat of jogging with him stuck in her shoe. So, with enough excitement to make her jaw chatter, she slid her paws back into their sneakers. Her socks were left behind as she hurried out, savoring every squish and squash of Sam’s wonderfully malleable body.

It was anybody’s guess how flat he would be once she finished jogging. But there was no doubt in either of their minds about how great that felt, or how badly they wanted to do it again~