Dash's Workout Routine [MMP]

Contains:
Shrink
Unaware
“Mistaken as bugs” Unaware
EG Rainbow Dash
Hand Crush
Sneaker Crush
Butt Crush
A Whole Fucking Lot of Crush
On-food Vore

>Rainbow Dash entered her usual gym
>She planned on doing her weekly gym workout routine
>A few miles on the treadmill, then a good lunch
>As she entered, she noticed something strange
>The gym was empty, there wasn’t a single soul
>Looked like she would have the whole place to herself today
>Little did she know however, was that the building had plenty of occupants
>They had all been doing their own usual routine when there was a flash
>They had all suddenly shrunken down to the size of bugs
>They were scattered all over the gym
>On the floors, the counters, the benches, the exercise equipment
>As the girl entered, some of those on the floor rushed towards the door
>They hoped to get her attention so they could receive help
 >But due to her looking around the seemingly empty gym, they went unnoticed
>She lifted up her foot, moving it forward
>They let out a scream as the shadow of her sneaker-clad foot eclipsed them
>Their lives were ended in the single step of a high school student
>Unaware of the carnage below, Dash headed towards one of the locker rooms
>Along the way many more shrunken lives were lost to soles of her shoes
>She walked through the door, the mixed-gendered victims were replaced by all females
>Beside a bench she set down her gym bag and a take-out bag from a local burger place
>She turned around, preparing to sit down
>There were two tiny girls caught in her shadow
>One was paralyzed by fear, while the other ran for it
>As Dash’s ass came down, she neared the edge of the shadow
>But she was too late
>She was crushed instantly as the athletic girl’s left cheek came down upon her
>The other one was not so lucky
>She was caught between Dash’s ass cheeks
>The pressure was overwhelming
>Her suffering was ended quickly however
>She was crushed as Dash squirmed a bit, adjusting her sitting position
>Both girls left tiny unnoticeable stains on the back of her skort
>As she sat down, Dash noticed some of the little moving specks on the floor
>She reached down, extending her index finger
>She poked at one the bugs a bit, watching it get knocked around by her finger
>What was weird was how it seemed to be trying to climb on
>The others also kept heading towards her, rather than away
>Like tiny people trying to get her attention
>”Hah” she laughed at her foolishness
>There’s no such thing as tiny people!
>Shaking off the insect, she reached down once more, extending her thumb
>The little bug made a nice *crunch* beneath it
>She squished a few more with each of her other fingers
>After five spots of smeared bug guts, she wondered how to take care of the last one
>The remaining girl on the floor desperately jumped and waved her arms
>She didn’t want to join her friends as stains on the huge athlete’s finger prints
>She screamed out for Dash to realize that she wasn’t a bug
>He screams were cut short, however
>A huge drop of saliva shot from Dash’s mouth
>The lugey landed directly on the girl, drenching her and pinning her to the floor
>”Bull’s-eye!” The titanic teen exclaimed, giving a girlish giggle
> Wiping her fingers off on her shirt, she lifted up her right foot
>Positioning it so the bug was right under the toe of her sneaker
>The tiny girl squirmed, stuck like a fly in a web
>She gazed up at the rubber sole of Dash’s shoe
>She saw the smeared remains of the other “bugs” before her
>She screamed as she realized she would join those smears
>The sneaker came down like a lightning bolt
>It slammed onto the floor and the girl
>The girl was crushed instantaneously
>Dash twisted her foot back and forth, grinding the bug’s remains
>The rubber made a loud squeaking noise as it rubbed against the linoleum tiles
>She gave one last good stomp, and opened her gym bag
>She then proceeded to unlace her sneakers
>She slipped them off, along with her current pair of socks
>She noticed that her shoes actually had multiple stains on the soles
>“Wow, they really need to call an exterminator”
>She decided she would keep an eye out for more bugs, to help take out the infestation
>As she put the footwear aside, her hand brushed against the seat of the bench
>Not noticing as she knocked five shrunken souls into her bag
>Three landed somewhere dark, with a semi hard, yet yielding floor
>Another landed in something made of cloth
>The last landed in another cloth object
>They all had a strange familiar odor about them
>Light suddenly shown down upon the shrunken girls as they were lifted out of the bag
>They realized that they had fallen into different articles of clothing
>Dash’s gym shorts, one of her unwashed socks, and inside her right trainer
>Dash quickly undressed, shoving her casual clothes into a locker
>After donning her shirt, she grabbed the pair of shorts
>The girl within held on tight as she was lifted up into the air
>Falling would surely mean certain doom
>She soon regretted her decision however, as she found herself pressed against the back of Dash’s panties
>The shorts were a little tight on her, squeezing her butt a bit, showing off her assets
>The girl was squeezed against Dash’s left cheek, crushed slightly with each movement
>She was sure she would be ended when the teen sat down
>Unfortunately, she was cushioned enough that she was not crushed outright
>She would be suffering against the ass cheek for a good while
>Now, Dash grabbed her pair of socks
>She first put the occupied one on her left foot
>The shrunken girl attempted to scream, but choked on the smell of sweat
>She tried to wriggle and crawl her way out
>But it was too late as the huge blue foot entered her prison
>She was caught between Dash’s big and second toe.
>Noticing the disturbance, Dash scrunched her toes a bit
>The girl cried out in pain as she was nearly crushed to death by the titanic toes
>The scrunching stopped, Dash assuming it was piece of lint or something, to be empty out later
>The girl was squeezed with every step that the huge athlete took, just barely alive
>After putting on her other sock, Dash began to put on her trainers, starting with the left one
>Her right shoe’s residents froze as they watch her monolithic form from within the shoe
>As Dash was lacing up the running sneaker, another girl approached from under the bench
>She hoped to get Dash’s attention while she was bent over
> Running up between her feet, the girl yelled up at Dash
>Not noticing the speck in her peripheral vision, Dash finished tying her shoe
>To make sure the sneaker was on properly, she gave her foot a good stomp
>Before she could reacted, the tiny girl was in the shadow of the huge foot
>She was obliterated, becoming the first of many stains on this next pair of shoes
>The sound of the stomp was enough to make two of the girls within Dash’s right shoe spring into action
>The third just stood there, frozen in fear
>The other two headed for the toe
>The socked foot soon entered the already tight confines of the shoe
>The frozen girl was quickly covered by Dash’s fabric-covered heel
>She was pressed against the sneaker’s insole
>The pressure was immense
>All she could do was lie there under the foot, immobile
>The other two ran for their lives, Dash’s socked toes coming in behind them
>One of them outran the other, leaving her for the huge foot
>The girl who had been left behind tripped, the toes passing her and leaving her under the ball of the foot
>Her legs and right arm were caught under Dash’s foot, her body pressed into the insole
>She squirmed and screamed, hoping to get the giant’s attention
>No response
>The last girl reached the toe section just as the actual toes caught up to her
>She too was pressed into the sweat soaked insole
>The socked toes pounded her into their indents in the insole as Dash wiggled them unconsciously
>Five girls were pinned to Dash’s body as she stood up after lacing her right trainer
>She gave each of her feet one last good stomp on the heels to make sure her shoes were on tight
>The girl trapped under her right heel let out a cry of pain as she was crushed into the insole
>She heard and felt a loud *CRUNCH* as most of her bones broke
>She lay there, twitching under the foot, hoping it would end
>Her wish was granted as Dash began to walk out of the locker room, carrying the fast food bag
>The girl was crushed more and more with each step, her blood soaking into the sock
>Dash noticed the wetness beneath her heel, but dismissed it as sweat that been soaked into the sock
>She hadn’t washed this pair in a while, after all
>The girl lost consciousness within a few steps, the pain becoming too much to take
>She was soon crushed completely, her pasted corpse destined to mix with Dash’s sweat during her workout
>Exiting the locker room, Dash went and set down the fast food bag next to one of the benches in the gym
>She crouched down as she set it down, not noticing the group of specks on the bench
>They had gathered there, hoping to work together to get her attention
>Unfortunately, she had come to them first
>As she stood back up, she braced herself on the bench with her hand
>Her hand was coming down upon the shrunken group, about to crush them under her palm
>With nowhere else to go, they jumped off the bench
>Into the bag below
>A few who didn’t manage to jump ended up under Dash’s hand
>Feeling a few tiny crunches under her palm, Dash lifted it to seem what it was
>She saw a few crushed bugs, with one or two still alive
>She smiled as she stuck out her thumb once more
>After squishing the remaining insects, she stood back up completely, wiping her hand on her shorts
>She walked away, unaware of the fast food bag’s new occupants
>Not knowing that her lunch would have some extra toppings
>Dash headed for the treadmills for her run
>Inside her shorts, the small girl was in agony
>Every time Dash’s left leg moved, she was pressed tight against the huge ass cheek
>The pressure was just enough for her to feel her bones creak and cry out in pain
>It was just enough to cause her agony, but not enough to actually crush her
>She would be suffering for good while longer
>As she approached one of the treadmills, Dash didn’t notice another shrunken group on it
>Three men and a woman were on the belt of the treadmill itself
>A man and woman were up on the upper part of it, among the controls
>As she stepped on, they all started calling out to her
>Suddenly, the woman’s cries turned into ones of terror
>She was in the shadow of Dash’s foot
>She looked up at the temporarily clean sole of the running sneaker
>The toe of the shoe came down upon her
>One of the men was right behind her and let out a yelp as the foot narrowly missed him
>The woman burst like a ketchup packet under the sneaker sole
>Some of her blood squirted out onto the shrunken man
>As the foot rose again, the man back out of the way just in time for it to miss him again
>He and the other men backed up to the end of treadmill belt
>Dash kept moving her feet as she adjusted the controls, and they didn’t want to caught up in that
>As they heard the beeping of the controls, they came to a realization
>They needed to run fast very soon
>Dash set the treadmill to start with a walk, escalate to a jog, then a full-on sprint
>Failing to catch her attention, the two among the controls sat down to rest
>They would try again once she went to turned it off
>Below, the belt of the treadmill began to move
>The men began to run, the simple walking cycle being enough to require running
>They heard each and every *THUMP* as Dash’s trainers came down behind them
>What was a simple walk to her was a death sprint to them
>One of them, an out of shape man who just came to the gym with his friends, couldn’t keep up
>He fell behind more and more, the thumping growing louder and the vibrations becoming stronger with every lost inch
>He dared to look behind, dooming himself as he slowed himself down as he did so
>The belt brought him backward, right beneath the sole of an approaching sneaker
>He was flattened against the belt, becoming just a little red splotch on it
>The other two let out yelps as they passed the pasted corpse when it came back around
>The belt sped up, Dash moving up to a jog as she began to work up a sweat
>Inside her right sneaker, the girl under that ball of her foot was in absolute pain
>With each impact the foot made on the ground, she was being crushed more and more
>Most of her bones were already broken, only her left arm and some of her upper bod y had been spared
>She was barely alive
>She soon noticed that she was moving
>She had begun sliding more and more beneath the foot
>She panicked, attempting to squirm her way out
>However, she only quickened her demise
>With one last jolting movement of the foot, she slid under the foot completely
>She let out a scream as the foot came down one last time
>She was crushed completely into the insole, her smeared corpse just another sweat stain
>As the treadmill sped up, another one of the shrunken men began to feel drained
>He had reached his wall
>Suddenly, he tripped
>He screamed as he was pulled back
>Right into the shadow of a foot
>His corpse joined the first, a stain on the belt
>The remaining man sprinted for his life
>He was a star athlete, and was used to long arduous runs
>He would not die so easily
>However, the unexpected happened
>One of Dash’s feet didn’t come down right
>She let out a yelp as she tripped
>She grabbed onto the control panel, bringing her feet to the front bar
>Not expecting this sudden occurrence, the man was stunned as the heel of a shoe hit him in the back
>He was pushed forward, into the bar
>The heel was right behind him
>His small body hit the bar, the heel pressing him against it
>He was smeared across the bar as Dash regained her composure
>Within that same sneaker, she clenched her toes harder than ever before
>The little girl caught between them let out one final shriek
>He body popped liked a grape, added to Dash’s toe jam
>Taking the chance while Dash’s hand was holding onto the panel, the woman climb on
>Deciding that it was time to stop, Dash turned off the treadmill
>She then noticed a strange tickling sensation on the back of her hand
>Looking down, she saw another one of the bugs climbing up her arm
>Dispatching it with a quick swat, she looked among the controls for any others
>She noticed one, and got a cruel idea
>The man screamed and begged to be noticed
>He cried out in terror as a huge blue index finger hovered in front of him, the tip held back by a thumb
>The finger shot out, flicking him off the treadmill
>He felt most of his bones break as he flew through the air
>He landed on the floor, breaking the rest of his bones
>The man just lay there, alive, but in agony
>He soon felt huge thumps as the ground shook, growing closer with each one
>Soon, Dash came into his line of sight.
>She placed both feet off to his sides
>She crouched down, poking and prodding at his broken body
>He manage to squirm just a little
>Dash frowned
>“Still alive, huh?”
>She stood back up
>“Don’t worry, I’ll fix that.”
>She lifted up her foot
>The sole of her sneaker entered his view
>“I don’t want you bugs ruining my gym, after all.”
>She slowly lowered her foot
>The man began screaming again
>“Sorry, little guy.”
>The sole came to rest on his tiny body
>“Not really, though.”
>His last sight was the logo of a shoe company
>Dash twisted her foot, grinding up the bug
>She headed back towards the bench and food bag
>Time for lunch
>She sat down
>Once again unknowingly compressing the girl under her ass
>Dash picked up the bag, setting it to her left
>She took out one of the napkins, spreading it out to her right
>She picked up the box of fries and set it upright on the napkin
>Within were those who had fallen into the bag earlier
>All attempts to climbed out failed
>She took out the burger, unwrapping the paper around it as she did so
>She set it down in lap, taking the top bun off
>She picked up the box of fries, shaking up its shrunken occupants
>She began picking out fries and laying them across the burger
>She knew it was a weirdo thing to do, but she liked it
>Thinking this was their chance for help, many of the tiny people grabbed onto the fries
>Their hope turned to despair as they realized they only sped up their demise
>After finishing laying out the fries, Dash set the box back down to her side, it still containing a few fries and people
>She took out a ketchup packet, opening it and spreading it across the burger
>The tiny people were lather in the condiment
>Suddenly, they were covered in darkness once again as Dash replaced the bun
>They felt a sense of vertigo as the burger was lifted upwards
>One man who had end up on the edge of the burger saw, and dreaded, what was happening
>They had been lifted up to the huge teen’s face, her mouth in plain view
>He saw her tongue dart out from her mouth, glossing her lips with a fine coat of saliva
>He let out a scream as the lips parted, revealing the inside her mouth, and her teeth
>The mouth came closer, enclosing around the portion where the man was located
>He was shrouded in darkness as she bit down, her teeth tearing into the burger
>As the piece of food came loose, he felt himself fall forward into the mouth
>He was able to scream for only a short time more as he was moved over to the side, towards her molars
>His screams were cut off as she began to chew, his body ground up to add to her sustenance
>Those on the burger’s new “edge” watched in horror as Dash chewed up their friends
>They all shuddered as they saw a bulge pass down her throat, letting them know of their friends’ fates
>Soon, her mouth moved forward again
>She took another bite of the burger
>A woman watched as a man right in front of her disappeared behind a pearly white wall
>The tooth was mere inches away from her face, close enough to see her reflection
>She watched as the teeth pulled away, taking more shrunken people with them
>It was now her turn to shudder as she watched Dash chew and swallow
>She screamed as the mouth came forward again, now enveloping her
>Dash ate her burger, enjoying her lunch
>Hell, it was better than anything she’d had before
>Though it was little crunchy
>She finished off the burger, balling up its wrapper and putting it back in the bag
>She licked her lips, getting up some ketchup and a few people who had gotten stuck on them
>She looked at the box of fries, contemplating
>She was full, and decided to just throw them away
>She picked it up, crumpling it in her fist, unknowingly crushing a few of its nonfood occupants
>It too was put into the bag, which she then picked up and walked to the trashcan with
>She tossed it in, turning and heading back to lock room to get ready to head home
>The few survivors were left there in the bag to join to rest of the garbage later when the can was cleaned out
>Dash once again entered the locker room
>She approached her locker, slipping her shirt off
>She then took off her trainers
>The shrunken girl within her right shoe was pulled out with her foot, stuck to sock by sweat
>Dash then took off her shorts, the girl within finally being released from the intense pressure
>The shorts were dropped to ground, Dash’s feet slipping out of them
>The girl attempted to get to feet, trying to get out of the article of clothing
>He attempts were for naught, however
>Dash’s foot came down upon the shorts
>The girl was crushed, becoming a stain to be wash out that night
>Dash soon had put back on her casual clothes, and was about to take off her socks
>She decided not to, however, she might as well wear them rather than dirtying up her other pair
>She grabbed her sneakers out of locker slipping them on and lacing them
>The girl stuck to her sock was thrust into darkness again
>She was once again pounded by Dash’s toes as she left the locker room with her gym bag in tow
>Dash exited the gym, heading home, unaware of her passenger
>She had great work out today, and looked forward to next week’s