Another true story 28-Mar-98 01:33:47

Another one from when I was about 13. My friend James and I were trying to think up something to do (our previous idea of trying to kill each other with homemade crossbows having been outlawed by our parents...) when I saw some of my sister's friends come into my backyard to swim in the pool we'd put up for summer. I immediately decided to arrange for some crush action. James and I snuck into his back yard and picked some small white berries off this bush in the corner (we called them "splat berries") and headed into my yard. The girls had kicked off their sandals and thongs and were in the pool or suntanning. We put a couple of berries in each girl's shoe, trying to place them under the straps so they wouldn't be seen. Later in the afternoon, James and I waited in anticipation as they came to put their shoes on. Unfortunately we were foiled as the berries rolled out of the sandals, and then the girls wondered how they got in there in the first place. James and I fled at that point. Later in the week we had better success by placing the berries under the soles of the thongs, as well as the tried and true "casually-toss-the-berry-into-their-path" method. While this gave us the chance to examine the results of the crushing at our leisure, I was determined to see something crushed by a girl's bare foot inside her shoe. I had an idea. Back at our hideout in Jason's yard, he had a bucket of tadpoles. We took a few and when the girls came over again we placed those in the shoes instead. The little victims squirmed around helplessly, unable to get out of the shoes. The sun dried them out a little, making them stick inside. When the time came for the bikini-clad girls to leave, we took up positions to watch. Gwen, blond and blue eyed, was the first to step into her shoes, a pair of flat wooden slides with a single wide strap. My heart pounded as she put her gorgeous foot in, the ball of her foot pressing down on the tadpole, then wriggled her toes under the strap, smearing his body against the shoe. Success! The tadpole had been completely squashed between her foot and the shoe! She put her other shoe on, same results. The other girls did the same; Carrie (long brown hair, blue eyes, great legs) with her rubber thongs, crushing her terrified victims up against the strap between her toes; Susan (tall brunette, brown eyes) with a pair of candies; Liz (blond, brown eyes) with her black closed-toe high heeled slides. We'd put extra tadpoles at the front of those shoes... I can only fantasize about her toes as they mashed the little bodies into pulp with every step! As they walked away, none of the girls realized that they were squashing little creatures beneath their feet, every step making them more unrecognizable. Sorry I rambled on a bit, but I got carried away!