Here’s a story contributed by Gullivr:

I just wanted to share a true story. Its pretty long but it was the most amazing crush related thing that I ever witnessed. Jus tto

get it out of the way. The girl has/had dark hair and brown eyes she’s 5’5 " and has beautifull long legs. Also Keep in mind that

at the time these events took place she had no idea that crush was anything besides a verb and softdrink, and had no idea I

even liked feet.(well she didn say she had a speculated about my liking feet) By the way at times I indicate what she was

thinking I found this out after I told her the truth about my fetish. When I was in College I was going out with this girl. We were

having a conversation over lunch. She told me that she had a problem with flies in her appartment. One of her roomates (she

roomed with 3 other girls) taught her " a really cool trick. " She said that she taught her to spray the fly with hairspray. This

causes the fly’s wings to stick together so they can’t fly. She went on that it is such a " rush of power. the fly just sits or has to

walk, and I can just get right up to it and look at it. " Her soft brown eyes looked at the tabel as if there was a fly on it. She then

said " I could just slowly crush it with my hand or foot " and she moved her hand on the table and twisted it.

Having said this she seemed to let the conversation drop. So my mind was racing to find a way to have her continue talking

about it without letting on why. So I said I didn’t believe her. She insisted that this worked.

A few weeks later I was at her apartment when she said that she had to make up a biology lab. She was wearing sandals and

nude stockings and I really wanted to be with her longer. So I asked what she had to do. She said that she had to do an

experiment dealing with a flies ability to blah blah blah. I of course voluntared to go with. It was late after all and she would be

alone. As an aside I threw in that she should bring some hairspray so she could prove that that trick really worked. When we

arrived at the lab she grabbed a 3’x3’ screened cage of flies. When we got in the room where the lab was to be done she let a

fly out and then sprayed it with hairspray. I fell to the floor so fast she almost lost track of it. But she found it and quickly

stepped on it. She asked if I saw that. I lied and said No. She let another one out and again sprayed it and stepped on it.

" There " she said " see I told you it worked. " I acted like I missed it. And she said look and she held up her foot showing me the

fly crushed to the sole of her sandal. " theres your proof its carcas is stuck to the bottom of my shoe! " I said that she was just

too fast I but it could still fly.

Sighing she let another fly out and again sprayed it with hairspray. It fell to the floor. She started repeatedly stomping her toes

closer and closer to it to demonstrate that it could not fly away. With every step her toes bulged as they took her weight. She

got close enough to have the fly actually be blown by the wind of her foot falling and then she stepped on it.

I was of course very horny and I think she could sense that. Nonetheless, she had no idea *what* was turning me on. We

played around alittle and she revealed that she had no underwear on under her hose.

Anyway she we started the lab adn she left me in charge of gassing the flies and moving them to the proper to the contraption to

do the lab. I couldn’t resist letting about 5 or six out. She got angry and said that she didn’t want to be responsible for these flies

breeding all over the lab. So she shut the door and started hunting them down.

There was nowhere for the flys to go but some seemed to try to find shadows to hide in. She sporayed one in some book

shelves. when it dropped on a shelf she knocked it to the floor and stepped on it. She seemed to think she still had to prove

that the hairspray worked. One time she said look then she held her foot above the fly and then said " sloooowly Cruuushh ". For

another one she would step in frotn of it and and it would do an about face and then she woudl step in front of it again and it

would walk the other way. Eventually she giggled and started spinning around in circles around it trapping and confusing it

between her stamping her feet. She moved her feet in. Suddenly she lurched and said oops laughing and catching her balance.

She had accidentally partially stepped on the fly tearing off one of it’s wings. She just left it there and started looking for others

to step on perhaps not realizing it was still alive. Anyways after she stepped on more flies she started to work. I kneeled on the

floor and was kissing her thighs. Then I saw the fly actually walking toward her foot. I marveled at how large her foot must have

seemed to it. She looked down and put her finger to her mouth and said " shhh " as if not to alert the fly. The fly kept coming

closer and closer until it was about 4 " from the side of her foot. Suddenly she pivotted her foot on her heel and smashed it

under the ball of her foot.

I saw another fly not to far away and started knocking it toward her foot. She asked me what I was doing, and I said I was just

harrassing this fly. She lifted her foot and, wham, stomped it. Saying " well i just harrassed it worse. " Amazingly the flys arms

were still flailing. She bent down lower to examine it and said " look I crushed tis’ thorax to the floor. it can’t move " and then just

left it there. Later I noticed that she eventually crushed it to death by obliviously shifting her feet.

Well thats my story its all true. Although at the time she didn’t know I loved crush I have since told her. She was shocked and

disgusted and ridiculed me. (just kidding she took it very well)

If anyone has *any* true stories about seeing bugs get stepped on by women please either post them on exclusively crushing or

send them to me at Gullivr@sprynet.com

Gullivr