Squish! Dr Bogue was smushed into the sole of Kim's boot. She didn't let up, just kept the boot on his tiny little frame, mashed as it was. The light turned red and Dr Bogue felt the pressure ease up as she took her foot off the gas pedal and set it on the break. As she waited for the light she glanced down at the distressed doctor tied to the pedal. He flattened body was reforming itself. She could see the expression of anguish, distress, form on his face, or rather his face form into the expression. But into it was also a mixture of relief. The light turned green and Dr Bogue started to cry out as Kim's boot came down upon him. Squish! Again flattened to the underside of her boot.

Finally the car stopped and Kim took her foot off the gas for the last time. Dr Bogue just lay there, recovering and thankful that his ordeal was over, for now. He wished that she would torture him no longer, but he knew the ridiculousness of such a wish. Kim opened the door and flung her legs out side. She bent down and untied the poor doctor, readying him for the next torture. Dr Bogue regained his senses enough to find himself falling into the empty shaft of her boot. He hit the bottom and could see only darkness. Light crept in from above, out the opening in the shaft, but that was soon taken away as Kim's foot came down to join the doctor. He tried to scramble away, to escape another crushing, but there was nowhere to go. Her foot came down and crushed him underneath. The mangled mess felt uncomfortable to her. She stamped her foot down on the asphalt a couple times, trying to smooth out the bulge. Finally she had squished Dr Bogue flat enough and walked on her way.

Dr Bogue sat inside the boot too confused to think. He tried to figure out what was happening, where she had taken him, but he could only stare into the darkness with what was left of his squished eyes. He tried to listen but could hear nothing, his ears crushed beneath her foot. He could only feel her walking around as each step mashed him over and over. He felt her stop and focus her full weight on him as she stood still. With each passing second she stood on him, the pressure seemed to increase, and so did the pain. He couldn't take it any longer, not that he could before. She tapped her foot impatiently it seemed, but Dr Bogue knew she did it just to torture him. Her toe tapping the floor echoed in his ears like a cannon. And with each boom came the additional pain of her body crushing down on him. She stopped, walked forward a few steps and then stopped again. The whole thing repeated itself a few times before she stopped again and stood still. She kept shifting her weight from foot to foot, giving Dr Bogue a breather, but only for a second before her full weight came crashing down on his tiny body again. She kicked something solid and Dr Bogue felt the impact all through his body, even though she only kicked the wall playfully.

Crush! The pain was enormous as his body was flattened paper-thin. She walked away, each step crushing him further and further. He worried about being crushed out of existence, his body just worn down to nothingness by her constant pressure. But he knew fate was not going to let him get away that easy. She kept on walking; kept on painfully crushing him until he could take no more and he passed out.



A burst of water smashing against his face woke him up. He opened his eyes to see Kim holding him in one hand and wiping the remnants of her spit from her mouth. He was instantly grossed out when he realized what the water on his face was.

'Oh good, you're still with us,' smiled Kim, happy she was still able to play with her new toy.

'Us?' worried Dr Bogue.

'It was just a figure of speech,' she chided. 'You're going to be my little secret. Although, Karen might get a big kick out of you…' she pondered. 'We'll think about that later. For now I want to welcome you to my new home.' She threw her arms wide like a game show hostess, showing off her new dwelling. Dr Bogue looked around and immediately recognized it. It was his house!

'What do you mean your house?' he shouted with his tiny voice.

'It's mine now,' beamed Kim. 'I won it on a bet. I have the title right here that you signed over to me.' She shoved the piece of paper into his face.

'I did no such thing!' snapped the angered doctor.

'Well of course it's a forgery, but it's not like you're in any position to contend it.'

'And what will people say when I don't show up for work? They'll know I'm missing.'

'Yes, except when they find the money in the safe gone, and find out that one Dr Emmett Bogue bought a one way ticket to Cyprus. And this was after he got his lovely assistant to empty out his savings account and the bank account of the lab before he left. That gives you quite a little nest egg to play with there.'

Dr Bogue felt defeated. She had taken every thing away from him, and he could see no way out of it. Kim on the other hand was ecstatic. She now had a big beautiful house all paid for and all the money from the bank accounts. She was so excited she decided to jump for joy. She leapt up into the air and aimed her landing right on top of Dr Bogue. The last thing he saw was the soles of her boots right before they splattered him into the floor. She hit with such force that parts of his body shot out from under her and flew across the floor. Kim laughed at the sight, marveling at how she had splattered him out.

She was amazed when Dr Bogue's body reformed itself completely. She had been (mildly) worried that she may have lost a leg of his or something, but his body recreated all it's parts. She looked over at the goo his other parts had left and saw it eventually dissolve. With evil thoughts running through her head she stood Dr Bogue up. She held him with her fingers, making sure he stayed upright and placed her heel on top of him. The stacked tapered heel was only about an inch or two wide, but it was enough to cover Dr Bogue. She pressed down with the three-inch heel and Dr Bogue felt himself getting pressed. His body wanted to bend beneath the pressure, to fall to the floor in resistance, but her fingers held him straight. He had only one direction to go and that was down. The heel crushed him shorter and shorter. He screamed out as his legs were driven into his chest. Still the heel pressed down. Kim moved her fingers away when he had been reduced to a short squat blob. And still her heel pressed down until it touched the floor. Kim stood up to add more pressure to the flattened doctor. She even twisted and ground her heel on him to flatten him out, oozing out from beneath her heel. When she lifted it off of him there was nothing left but a circular like pulp on the floor.

Looking down at the mashed doctor, Kim felt a wave of sinister ideas run through her head. But she also felt the money burning a hole in her pocket. Why not combine both. She decided a trip to the shoe store was in order. But what to do with Dr Bogue? She glanced around the living room and spied a lamp sitting on an end table. She retrieved the roll of string from her purse and scooped up the doctor. She wrapped his arms around the base of the lamp and tied him securely to it.

'Well, I'm off to do some shopping now,' she playfully told him as she turned on the lamp. 'But don't worry, we'll have lots of time to play when I get back. Would you like to watch some TV while I'm gone?' she asked rhetorically as she turned the TV on to a show she knew he hated. She blew him a kiss and walked out the door.

Dr Bogue sat there for hours, his only entertainment: watching the mindless drivel on the TV. It all seemed so hopeless to him, how was he ever going to escape from this. Lights outside the window caught his attention. He peered out into the night and saw that they belonged to a police cruiser. His spirits rose, finally help had arrived, no doubt looking for him. He gave a shout out the cracked open window, but his tiny voice couldn't be heard outside. Then he saw Kim pull up and approach the police. He smiled, sure that the gig was up now.

Through the open window Dr Bogue could hear the police question her about his disappearance. She told them that he had always hit on her and a few nights ago he made a bet with her, a stupid thing really, where he put his house on the line and she agreed to sleep with him if she lost. She knew she would win and she did. It was all too much for the good doctor apparently. The next morning she had noticed a change in him, very dour and sullen. He had her empty out the lab's accounts and purchase a ticket for him to Cyprus. She was told it just a vacation, and he was in such a foul mood that she didn't want to press the issue.

Dr Bogue's spirit's sank as he heard the police buy her story and leave. He could imagine the smile on Kim's face over her victory. He heard her open the front door and knew he was in for another round of torture.

'Hello, Dr Bogue,' she called to him as she entered the living room with an armful of shopping bags. She threw them on the couch and proceeded to untie Dr Bogue. His wrists felt numb from being tied so long. Before he knew it she had swatted him down to the floor. After striking his head on the floor, he shook it to regain his senses. He saw Kim stand before him putting on a new pair of ankle boots with high spikey heels and smooth black soles.

'Love my new boots?' she asked with a smile. Dr Bogue jumped to his feet and ran. Kim ran after Dr Bogue and her big stride enabled her to catch up with him in just a couple of steps. Her last step landed on Dr Bogue and stomped him into the floor.

'Uh-uh-uh,' she scolded as she stood and Dr Bogue, grinding him beneath her boot. 'Not allowed to run unless I tell you. How do these soles feel?' she asked. 'So nice and smooth.' She lifted up her foot to reveal the smooth flat splotch that was Dr Bogue and watched it reshape. When he was back she flipped him over on his back. She placed one thin towering heel on his chest and the other on his groin. This of course produced a huge scream of pain from Dr Bogue which Kim readily ignored, instead twisting her heels deeper into his flesh. She stepped off and admired the heel prints in his flesh. Her heels had bored their way through his body to the hard wood floor below. He moaned in pain while his body reshaped itself. When his tiny pecker was back she drove her heel in again, producing yet another agonized scream from the good doctor. She twisted her heel around until her sole hovered over the rest of his tortured body. Then she snapped her foot down and crushed him. She continued tapping her foot, mashing him deeper and deeper into the floor.

But now it was time to move onto something else and Kim took off her boots and put on her new wedge heeled sandals. Dr Bogue was too tired to do anything but lay there and watch as the sole of her shoe descended upon him. He tried to scream but was muffled as Kim rested her foot on him. Slowly she pressed down on him, drawing it out as much as she could. Slowly, agonizingly crushing him into the floor. She started walking forward, putting more and more weight on the tiny man under foot. She stopped when she was standing on him with all her weight rested on one foot. She continued her walk forward and marveled at the way Dr Bogue's body peeled itself off the bottom of her shoe.

As he recovered she changed into another pair of boots, tall soft black leather with high heels and rubber soles. Her right crushed his legs first, and the left stepped on the rest of him. She began to march in place, mashing Dr Bogue into the soles of her boots with every step. Although those soles were softer, they didn't hurt him any less. Kim stopped walking and stood on Dr Bogue's tiny body. She leaned forward on her toes and began clicking her heels together; grinding her soles and twisting Dr Bogue's already mangled body.

'Please stop,' he wearily said when she got off of him and he had recovered enough to make a sound.

'Stop?' she exclaimed, now wearing a pair of 5' patent leather pumps. 'But I'm having so much fun.' She stepped on Dr Bogue with them and began chiming, 'One, two, squish you under my shoe…' She twisted her foot around, grinding his tiny body to mush. 'Three, four, squish you some more.' She giggled at the mess she was making of her former employer. She having him under her heel, after all the abuse she had suffered working for him. She jumped up and down on him and grinding him under both soles, delighting at the mess she was making of his tiny little body. She drew back her shoes, one at a time, wiping the mess, smearing his body across the floor. Kim's fingers grasped Dr Bogue's arms firmly, unaware that she was squeezing them painfully flat. Not that she cared mind you. Dr Bogue's comfort was the farthest thing from her mind. Besides, she knew his condition very well and knew what he could take. She folded his arms behind his back, in a position that no human could ever accomplish, without ripping his shoulders out of their joints that is. And judging by Dr Bogue's screams, that must have been exactly what was happening. His arms were bent forwards again, then backwards. She was playing a malicious game. Then she started twirling him around, spinning him by his arms. Karen could only watch with amazement.

'Watch this,' said Kim as she twirled Dr Bogue around faster and then slammed him onto the table top, crushing him flat under her palm. Karen was startled, not expecting the forceful blow by Kim. She saw parts of Dr Bogue's body squish out between her fingers and wondered if that was the end of him. Kim smiled at her, knowing what she was thinking. Being dramatic she slowly lifted her her hand off the counter and revealed the flattened remnants of the good doctor.

'You've killed him!' exclaimed Karen.

Kim just chuckled. 'Keep watching,' she told her. Karen watched, her eyes growing wider as the effect took place, Dr Bogue's body reforming itself.

'I don't believe it!' she said in amazement. She was even more astounded as she realised that he was still alive. 'Where did you get him?'

'He's my ex-boss,' explained Kim. He was doing an experiment on growth hormones or something and his experiment went kinda screwy. He ended up like this and I ended up with a new toy.' She pressed her finger down on Dr Bogue and ran her nail down his back, leaving a long deep gash.

'Do you still have the experiment?' asked Karen. ' I bet there are a ton of vengeful girlfriends out there who would love to shrink some men down to the size of bugs.'

Kim laughed. 'That's a great idea, but I don't think there's any left. Besides, if we shrank all the men who would open our pickle jars for us?' Kim picked up Dr Bogue by the arm and dangled him in the air. Both women looked at the tiny little man, wondering what kind of fun they could have with him.

'Grab his other arm!' Kim said playfully. Karen replied and the two had Dr Bogue stretched out. 'Pull,' said Kim as both women gleefuly pulled on the tiny man's arms. He was stretched out further and further, his tiny little screams buzzing through the air until finaly he was ripped apart. Both women struggled to regain their footing as his arms snapped off and Dr Bogue's dismembered body fell to the floor. When the women regained their balance they could only laugh at Dr Bogue.

'Is he going to be okay without any arms?' asked Karen, although without any real concern.

'Oh yeah, watch,' instructed Kim as she took both of Dr Bogue's arms and threw them on the floor ontop of his body. She then stamped her foot down on the pile and ground it into a big gooey mess. She stepped off of it and joined Karen in watching the goo reshape itself into a perfectly normal Dr Bogue. (As normal as he could be)

'That is so cool!' said Karen as she picked up Dr Bogue and looked him over. She began kneading him, rolling him around in her hand, squeezing him in her fist and watching him ooze through her fingers. 'Does he bounce?'

'Oh yeah,' Kim smiled maliciously, daring Karen to try it. Karen rolled the doctor between her hands until he formed a ball. She hurled him against the wall and laughed with glee as he ricocheted off it and hit the TV. He bounced off of that and hit Kim's hand as she swatted him back towards Karen. Soon a game of handball was on. Kim bounced him off the floor towards Karen where a mighty backhand sent him flying through the air. He struck a window and went crashing through it.

'Ohmygod!' excalimed an embarrased Karen. 'I'm so sorry.'

'It's okay, let's just get out there and find him before someone else does.' Said Kim as she ran for the door.


Dr Bogue lay on the cold ashphalt, recovering from his ordeal. Seems he's been doing a lot of that lately. His eyes tried to focus in the moon light, but they hadn't quite reformed yet. He heard Kim and Karen's voices distantly in the background. He felt tteh cool night air on him and realised he was finaly free. But not if the women had found him. He crawled away to find shelter.

Kim and Karen looked all over the yard, trying to find Dr Bogue. Kim turned around to the sould of high heels clicking on the sidewalk. She turned around to see her new neighbor, Ms. Knub walk to her car.

'Looking for something?' asked Ms Knub, giving Kim the disproving look she had always given her. The older Ms Knub didn't think to highly of Kim, and didn't try to hide it.

'Uhh, just looking for my cat,' said Kim, not wanting anyone, especialy this old hag to know her little secret.

'Hmrph,' pouted Ms Knub and continued to her car.

Dr Bogue saw Ms Knub's heels come right for him and he ran out of the way. He wasn't going to escape very far if she squashed him into the road. He watched as she climbed into the car and away from him. He then turned his attention to the other women, trying to figure out how to escape them. He watched as they watched Ms Knub get in the car, waiting for her to leave so they could resume looking for him. The motor started and Dr Bogue saw a look of recognition on Karen's face. She had spotted him. He had to make a run for it. He turned around to run and realized he'd forgotten where he was. The last thing he saw was the tire of the car roll right over him and squish him into it's tread. Ms Knub drove off, unaware of the tiny passenger crushed into her wheel.

But Karen was aware. At first she had been releived to have found Dr Bogue, but that had changed to dread as she realsied he was being taken further away. She told Kim what she had seen and both women began farnticly waving their arms and calling out to Ms Knub to stop. Ms Knub just looked at them in the mirror and dismissed them as being foolish. She ignored them and drove off. Kim raced for her car with Karen close behind. They couldn't loose Dr Bogue.

The pain was hard to endure for Dr Bogue. Each spin of the wheel ground him deeper and deeper into the tire tread. Add to that the constant spinning which made him incredibly dizzy and Dr Bogue had no idea what was happening. The car weaved through the suburban streets with Kim and Karen in pursuit in their car. Ms Knub went through an intersection. Kim tried to follow her but the light turned red before she could get through.

'Shit,' she said worriedly. 'We're going to loose her.'

'No, look,' pointed Karen as Ms Knub pulled into a parking garage. 'She's heading for the mall.' Finaly the light changed green and the two went inside the garage. They drove all around, peering into the dimly lit parkade to glimpse Ms Knub's car.

'God, she could be anywheres,' Karen gloomily said.

'There it is!' shouted Kim excitedly once she spotted the blue Cadilac. Kim stopped the car and karen got out tp peel Dr Bogue off the tire. But it had been a few minutes before they had found the car, enough time for the doctor to reform, get back his senses and wander off.

'He's not here,' Karen said disapointedly.

'Well he couldn't have gotten far,' replied Kim as she got out of the car to take a look for him. Another car pulled up behind her and honked for her to get out of the way. Annoyed she went back to the car to move it and that's when it caught her eye, a small fleshy object walking around by the elevator doors.

'Karen!' she hissed pointing toward Dr Bogue, trying to draw Karen's attention to him. Karen looked where she was pointing and quickly walked towards her prey. But then Dr Bogue spotted her coming towards her and ran. Karen cursed him and ran faster. A car nearly hit her, but she stopped in time. It was enough to let Dr Bogue make his get away though. Just before the elevator doors closed he leapt into the elevator. Unfortuneatley his now tiny legs didn't have the strength they once did and his leap dropped him on the door frame. The elevators doors slammed shut, flattening Dr Bogue between them. The elevator rose. Karen just missed it and pressed the button in desperation.


The elevator reached the upperfloor and the doors slid open. A paper thin Dr Bogue fell unnoticed down to the floor. A woman's spike heel landed on his flat chest and impaled him. He let out a tiny scream but went unheard through all the bustle of the mall. His body slid off the woman's heel and had barely touched the ground when he was again stepped on by a teenaged girl wearing tall boots with a stracked rubber sole with deep treads. Dr Bogue was squahed into her treads and stuck to the bottom of her boot like a piece of used gum. She walked through the mall with every step landed right on top of the doctor, crushing him deep into her tread.

She stoped in the food court and waited in a line. She grew restless and started shuffling her feet. Eventually she unknowingly ended up scraping Dr Bogue off her sole and left him a gooey mess on the tile. Surprisingly, no one still saw him. Or if they did, they couldn't be bothered to see what he was.

His body was just nearly reformed when he gasped in pain as a great weight rolled onto his back and crushed it. He managed to crane his neck to see a cleaning lady had parked her cart on him as she emptied out the trash. She then wheeled away, continuing to roll over Dr Bogue. He just lay there in pain, waiting to get back to 'normal' and cursed the cleaning woman's stupidity. Although he wasn't one to talk.

He painfuly got to his feet and started to wander off. He was free now, and as long as Kim didn't chatch up to him he could stay free. He just had to figure out what to do from here.

He heard childish gibberish coming from behind him and turned around in time to see the wheels of a baby stroller run him over. The infant girl in the stroller saw him and felt the bump as her stroller rolled over him, and she giggled. The mother, too absorbed in just getting home, had noticed nothing. When the front wheels had finished with him, the back wheels had a turn. And then to make matters worse, the mother's heel landed straight on his head and crushed it painfully into the tile floor.

As mother and child went on their way Dr Bogue quietly cursed them as he recovered. The child looked back, wanting to play with a new toy, but was drawn farther away. Dr Bogue could her crying and the mother sternly telling her child to calm down.

Dr Bogue had recomposed himself and cautiosly looked around before getting to his feet. A shoe came periously close to him before he jumped out of the way and ran. Another shoe came down and he dodged from that one, only to find himself the target of someone else's step. Through a series of dodges and weaves he found himself unsquished. That is until a shopping bag caught him in the head and sent him down to the floor. There he was a prime target for the shoe of the woman with the shopping bag who stepped square on his back and squished him into the bottom step of the escalator. As if a 135 pound woman stepping onto his tiny frame wasn't enough, he was now mashed into the ridges of the escalator. She stepped aside which allowed him a chance to recover. Until the escalator reached the top. He lifted his head to see the grating which swalloed up the steps, including the one he was stuck to. He tried to get up but pain once again racked his body. The woman had once again stepped to the side and crushed his legs into the steps. She stepped off the escalator but it was too late for Dr Bogue. He had no chance to get free. His body was ripped to pieces as it passed through the grating. Poor Dr Bogue.