Your mom frowned and yelled "look at me when im talking to you mister!" You rolled your eyes and turned around so now your back was pointed to her. You heard her groan angrily and felt something weird (oh no...she isnt) You turned around and sure enough she was shrinking you. You yelled at her "stop that you bitch!!" then you instantly began to regret what you said. You started to shrink even faster until you were around the size of her smallest toe. You noticed she was barefoot and her feet really smelled. You looked up at the goddess like figure of your mother and instantly got on your knees begging for mercy. Mom shook her head and said "its too late for that son you need to be punished.
You were frozen in fear by this statement, your mother had punished you in a variety of ways. She never handed you to your siblings since she thought they werent "mean" enough so she did it herself. It usually ment something like you doing chores relative to your size like at this size you would have to clean the insides of her shoes or organize her undergarments. Sometimes it wasnt just chores she also made you go through rougher tasks like massaging her feet,being her insole, let her sit on you, a large variety of stuff. All this began going through your head when mom decided that she would
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