Chapter #6Rosy Tales of Death by: SonicV   “How’s the view, little man?” Bobby heard her ask him with her back still turned. He flinched immediately, thinking that she was going to find another excuse to treat him like a naughty peeping tom. However, what Rose said next put an even greater fear into his tiny heart “It must feel good to have me let you look at my body. If only you hadn’t been a creep about that, you wouldn’t be the little bug you are now. Now, you’ll suffer just like all of the others.”
“Others? The chills running up Bobby’s spine had him shaking in terror, a sight that got Rose to giggle a bit at him. The little perv now recalled that his mom had mentioned a ‘collection’ before, leaving it to now fully sink in and leave Bobby to wonder just how many times she had done this before. Well, he didn’t have to wonder, because sweet Rose was kind enough to explain.
“I’m still trying to decide whether you’ll get it as bad at that one bug from two weeks ago. Imagine, snapping photos of my rump just as I was bending over to tend my garden. Well, since he liked my ass so much, once I shrunk him, I placed him on a chair and then took a seat myself, wearing nothing by my shirt. I ground and squirmed and could feel struggling and convulsing under me, and each time I would shift, a new squeak would come from him, but that only got me to mash him even harder. By the time I stood up and then plopped my rear back down on him, he was nothing but a greasy smear on my butt.” She said, unknowingly making her son turn green and fight the urge to throw up. Apart from the horrific act his mom had just described, the way she told that story was all the more horrible as she smiled the whole time and shifted her hips to make her ass dance in front of him, giving him a preview of what that poor soul was forced to suffer through. What’s worse was that Rose had more stories to tell.
“Or maybe I’ll do you in like that man who drove by me on his bicycle, only to then fling up my dress when he passed me. Oooooh, I was SO anxious to make him as insignificant as he then made himself. I took him and decided to pleasure myself, prove to him that he was far too pathetic to handle me as a woman. I took him and made him my little dildo, putting his squirming little form into my pussy again and again. Even though he was so small, feeling his writhe in my most private place got me cumming so hard. I don’t know what killed him, whether my orgasms drowned or if I accidentally crushed him, but it doesn’t matter. After that, I just tossed him in the toilet, and flushed.” She continued, now facing the tiny male on her bed, and by this point, Rose felt like she would burst into laughter as she saw today’s toy stumbling on its feet, crying out in disgust and anguish. To her, it was as funny as it was arousing, so she decided he needed to hear one more.
“Of course, since you tried to escape, that’s a far worse form of sneaky, like that high school boy who cut in line with me at the deli. You little monsters always go for my rump because as soon as I felt a smack, I looked behind and the next thing I knew, he was in front me, acting like he had no idea what I was talking about. I managed to catch that little creep and make him truly little once he was outside. Later that night, I cut up a nice roast beef sandwich for my little Bobby. I cut the crusts off for him, of course, but I was little naughty that day since…well, he didn’t say the sandwich tasted bad, just different. I’m sure that little punk was just as good as the roast beef.” Rose finished, and finally saw her toy keel over and was twitching madly on the bed. She cracked up then, unable to contain herself, while tears streamed down Bobby’s face and he could nothing but the horror of what he had learned about his mom.
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