"Do as I say, bug, or you'll fucking regret it!" David booms as he nudges you towards his massive penis. You struggle against his fingertip, though it's a losing battle you refuse to do anything of this sort willingly. "David please! Don't do this!!"
David gives a sigh of frustration, and pulls his fingertip away. You look up puzzled at your titanic brother, who proceeds to pull up his boxers and his pants with a degree of body language that indicates he's really frustrated. Then he grabs your inch-tall body with a thumb and his forefinger, and just yells down from the doorway, "MOM! Cameron's not cooperating!"
Your blood runs cold as he yells out, essentially, your prison sentence. You squirm and you plead with him, "David, please... don't do this!" but David looks at you with contempt, "You little fucker, all you had to do was one little thing, but no, you had to be all defiant. Well you know what, maybe you'll be more open to my fantasies when you get out of Michelle's snatch!"
You hear the thunderous footsteps of your mother come up the stairs, and as she rounds the corner she looks none-too-happy. David holds the hand that's holding you out to her, "Here's the little fucker." and he drops you into your mom's waiting hand. She doesn't even bother to look down at you as she stomps off towards what you remember to be Michelle's room.
"Mom? Mom?!" you call out, though her only response comes right before she knocks on Michelle's door, "Well, I hope we enjoyed our little revolution?" As she knocks on the door you hear a clatter, and then the door opens and there's Michelle.
Youngest of your two older sisters, she was a knockout. Short blonde hair, a cheerleader's body, and a smile that could knock you out of your socks. She giggled as she saw mom's hand out, with you sitting in it, "So, little Cammy misbehaved, I take it?"
You blink. She knew? That means that she knows why you're here. Suddenly, your beautiful sister didn't seem so beautiful anymore. Your mother merely nods, "Yeah, little shit doesn't know when to do what he's told. Set for a week as this little twirp's punishment?"
You watched as Michelle actually shuddered, "Oh am I... C'mere you!" and Michelle effortlessly plucked you up from your mother's palm, admiring your tiny body for a moment before bringing you up to her face and pressing you against her massive lips, covering your entire body in a immense kiss. You can hear your mom laughing from behind you, then you hear "Alright Michelle, it's time." and you feel yourself being lowered...
Michelle runs her tiny tiny brother over the swell of her massive breasts, pressing him slightly into the yielding flesh just barely contained by her polyester shirt, then over her midriff, until finally she brings him down to the hem of her skirt. You slide along her smooth inner thigh until you reach the most arousing and most terrifying thing you've seen yet so far today: Michelle's panties.
The massive sky-blue canopy was appropriately colored, since it was essentially your sky at the moment. You reach out to touch Michelle's thigh for some form of stability, but all you get is a giggle from high above, "He likes me, I think." then you hear your mother's reply of "Well, that'll help him where he's going. Okay Michelle... in he goes."
Michelle's other hand comes down from under her skirt's waistband to pull her panties to one side, giving you an enchanted view of her vagina, which was about ten seconds or so away from devouring your inch-tall body. Though, no matter how terrifying this was to you, in your mind anything is better than what David wanted from you, so you don't feel too bad.
That, and Michelle's a babe. It's those thoughts that comfort you as the terror takes hold as the fingers holding you start to advance on Michelle's massive pussy. You squirm, but it's not much of a fight, since you know it's pointless to bother resisting. You are pressed against her outer lips, and you feel the entire landscape of Michelle twitch as you make contact. From miles above, there is a sigh coming from your goliath sister. Then, there's a pause, and then she presses against your back, and you slip and slurp inside your sister's cavernous womanhood, sliding past pulsing velvetine walls of bumps and ridges as her finger pushes you further and further in. The almost alien-looking landscape of the interior of her vagina twitches and pulses in tune with her heartbeat, eagerly slipping and sliding open to accept its newest occupant, Michelle's moan of pleasure echoing through the living cavern.
Michelle slips her finger out of her, and shows it to her mother to indeed show that Cameron is no longer in her hand. "There, he's in there pretty deep, just like you asked." Michelle smiles. Mom gives a grin, then concentrates for a moment, and while nothing seems to happen, Michelle's smile widens as the concentration ends. She giggles again, "I.... I can still feel him in there!" She says with amazement. "Okay, so I leave him in me for a week? Can I take him out and mess with him any, Mom?"
Your mother thinks about it, "You know, I don't see any reason why not. Just don't try to make him any bigger then he currently is...."
You were just getting used to your confines when you felt that familiar tingle, and you remember that your mother was going to make you incredibly small. You scream out, your shriek of terror echoes in Michelle's vaginal cavity as you dwindle further and further down. Soon, you're nothing but a speck, a crumb inside the now-endless expanse of your older sister's unfathomable vagina. You find yourself standing on what was before just another ridge in the muscular walls around you, now it's a cliff-face that can easily support you. You look over the ridge, down towards the way you came in, and all you see is a tunnel leading into pink-hued darkness. Her heartbeat echoes all around you, and from miles above, you can easily hear her giggling, then your entire world begins to shift to one side, then the other, in sequence. "Holy shit..." you think to yourself, "She's wagging her hips." and you marvel at how such a simple motion on her part could shake the very foundation of your new world. Then, everything starts to go from 'incredibly warm' to 'uncomfortably hot' as, from high above, you hear Michelle's voice booming down...
Michelle waves to her mom, then makes her way to her computer, wagging her hips as she walks, feeling the tiny speck of Cameron deep, deep inside of her. The thought of Cameron, no bigger then a grain of sand, clinging to the tiniest bumps of her snatch to keep from slipping was an amazingly effective turn-on for her. She sat at her computer chair, running a hand over the swell of her breast while her other hand slid up her inner thigh.. "Cammy, this is fucking amazing. I had a bit of a crush on you, and now look, you're deeper in me then any of my other partners has ever gotten. You should be proud." She sighed, the entire situation more of a turn-on then anything she's ever experienced before. She had to share it...
Working up the willpower to pull her hands away from her own figure, Michelle manages to type out an invitation to one of her friends. She makes more typos then usual, though having fed her speck of a brother to her hungry snatch, it was to be expected. She waits and gets the response from the computer, then just smiles, and pats her panties, "Well Cammy, I'm having a friend over, so hope your set for a wild ride.."
Time passes, and Cameron, still clinging, can almost hear the events of the outside world, though he is starting to regret seeing this situation as salvation. Now from the sounds of it, Michelle was inviting over one of her friends, which could turn out horrible for him. He was just a crumb in her womanhood, hardly visible to the naked eye, and Michelle was probably going to show him off to her friend. You hear Michelle open the door to her bedroom, and she welcomes her friend...