You didn't know what Sara had in store for you, but the tone of her voice indicated whatever it was it wouldn't be pleasant. Her thumb was already pressing down on you with enough force that you were screaming. What else did she have in mind?
Not knowing scared you, and the fact that you were helpless in her grip frightened you even more. Suddenly you began to feel your sister's body shift again, followed by the telltale sound of booming footsteps that you'd become accustomed to.
She was walking now. But to where?
The pressure on you began to lighten somewhat, but Sara still didn't remove her thumb from your body. No, if anything she wanted to keep you under her thumb and squash any ideas of trying to escape. Not that you could anyway.
Your mother had reduced you to a pathetic four inches tall and the house wasn't built to accommodate someone of your stature. Add to that it was occupied with family members that wouldn't hesitate to use you for their own needs or amusment.
Your mother while cruel at times because of your conditions could at least be reasonable. The situation now notwithstanding. Sara on the other hand just wanted to mess with you because she could. She reveled in being bigger and stronger than you. Then there was Dan... you didn't need to say anymore than that.
While you had a brief moment of reprieve, your sister's footfalls continued to sound around you. Each one was like a tremor you could feel that ran up her body and into her palm. Had you been bigger you might not have noticed, but being smaller certainly helped put things in perspective.
Sara's rhythm would continue until she came to a brief stop. You wonder what was happening and turned your head slightly to see she was opening what was no doubt a door. The pink cat poster on the front made it very clear to you that this was her room she was taking you too.
Your body began to tremble, anytime Sara took you back to her room meant nothing good for you. The door creaked open as it normally did and the footfalls continued as she entered her space. The loud boom behind you meant she'd shut the door. The clink sound that followed soon after made your heart race.
She'd just locked you in! You were all alone locked in an enclosed space with your little "big" sister!
Sara peered down at your trembling form with a Grinch-like smile that made your blood run cold. She had you right where she wanted you and you both knew it. You let out a pained screamed as she re-applied the pressure. She was pressing so hard you honestly though you would pop.
She then walked over to her unmade bed got comfortable. She lied on her stomach, her feet up in the air kicking back and forth as she would let up on you, only to press you into her palm even harder. This was fun for her... and hell for you.
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