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A criminal dies and is shrunk by the devil.
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Chapter #3

Michelle's pink socked foot

    by: Metarusonicu Author IconMail Icon
You look up, and up, and up at the massive form of your sixteen year old sister, Michelle, as she looks down at what hit her foot. She giggles, and leans down to get a better look at you. You, on the other hand, have a great view of her legs and the swell of her well-developed chest, and while part of you curses yourself for looking at your sister like that, it's hard to not notice when its that big infront of you.

"Is.... Is that Cameron?" Michelle asks. Your mother smiles and nods, "Yes it is. It's a long story, but you see, Cameron's being punished for being a criminal."

Michelle smiles down at you, "Really? Gee, didn't see that coming, though this is the most awesome punishment ever!" She gets that look on her face that she's thinking of something that you certainly won't like, "So, is his punishment to be tiny?"

Your mother comes over, taps on Michelle's shoulder, and while keeping an eye on you, she whispers some things into Michelle's ear. "No..... No! No way!! Really!? That's Awesome!" Michelle promptly hugs her mom, "You're the best!" then reaches down to pluck you up.

You start to scamper and run away from your giant sister, but she picks you up without any major difficulty, holding you in her hand as she brings you up to her massive face. "Mom said I can do anything I want with you, so well, there's a few things I wanna try out. Though, there's only one problem..." Michelle mentions. Your mother pats Michelle on the head, "What's that sweetie?"

Michelle looks at you with a sinister smile... "He's the wrong size."

Oh phew... you thought she was going to do something else.

"He's way too big." Michelle smiles. Your mother smiles as well, and whispers a few more things in her ear, her grin getting wider and wider with every word.

"WHAT?!" you yell, though Michelle silences you with a squeeze. "Shut up, Cameron! Mom says I can do anything I want with you, and I want you tiny. I want to feel you squirm.. See, I know you've been checking me out, you little perv. How'd you like to climb the mountains, bug?" She runs her free hand over her chest, "Or maybe you'd like to get in my pants, eh?" her free hand pats her pants lightly.

"Have fun with him, sweetie." your mom says in a sing-song voice before leaving the two of you alone. You look around and you don't see anyone else in here, just the two of you. Your mom, and thankfully the Devil, are gone. Though, you look into the eyes of this sixteen year old girl and realize that while the actual Devil may be gone, this girl has nothing but evil in her mind for you.

She giggles as she skips up to her room, bouncing you in her grip with every hop, her blonde hair waving as she moves until she gets to her room, closes the door, and then lays on her back on her bed and drops you on her generous chest.

"Okay bug, best hold on. I'm new at this." She giggles, causing you to grip the fabric of her strained polyester shirt as her chest jiggles. Then she focuses on you and everything feels weird. Everything feels like its getting further and further away. You feel your heartbeat quicken as you realize she's shrinking you!!

"Michelle! Please, stop!!" you yell, but she's silent as you dwindle further and further down.

She stops after a moment, and smiles, "There we are, a better size for you, bug of a brother." She plucks you up between her finger and her thumb, bringing you up to her face.

"How small did you fucking make me?!" you yell, and she shakes her head, "Don't curse, it's not nice. Now, ask me again, nicely..."

You take a breath, "How small did you make me?" she giggles, "Ask nicer". You think for a moment, then swallow your pride, "Mistress Michelle, please tell me how small you made me?"

She smiles, "Much better. You're a half an inch tall. Now I can put you anywhere I want. You can go in my shirt, in my cleavage, in my panties, or even in me." She giggles.

"I... In you? Please don't eat me!" You panic, but she shakes her head, "Oh I wasn't going to eat you, but I did have plans on swallowing you." she giggles, and you scream as she moves your half-inch form towards...

You have the following choices:

1. Her cleavage.

2. Her open panties.

3. Her spread open pussy.

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