Chapter #5Playing Worship by: Vrain   (The following is a rewritten, enhanced, and most of all, grammatically correct version of the previous chapter.)
Let's play worship!" she exclaims. "And what would that be?" you ask. She puts her hands behind her back with a shy smile and responds, "I want you to worship my feet." You had always liked your little sister's feet, so you say, "Sure, that sounds like fun," without trying to reveal your secret too much.
She smiles and leads you to her room. She jumps on the bed into a sitting position and points at her ascending toes. "Okay, now rub my feet!" she tells you. You smile as you kneel down to handle her small feet with your fingers. She closes her eyes in relaxation. "Ooh, that feels good... Keep it up."
About ten minutes later she tells you you can stop. "You did very good," she says (cutely not understanding the difference between "good" and "well"), "Now lick and smell my feet!" You stare for a moment, flustered, but then decide to ignore your opposition and follow your desires. "This is awesome," you say to yourself as you start licking her feet. They did smell, but not in an appalling way, so you obey her by taking in breaths occasionally as you lick. She spots your smile. "Now suck on my toes!" she says, now with a grin. You do as she says and start sucking on her toes. She giggles and wiggles the phalanges in your mouth. "Very good. You can stop now." You stop and ask, "What do you want me to do next, Izzy?"
"Oh, you really like this, don't you David?" she asks. You stutter, "Y-yes I do... Your feet are amazing!" She blushes. "I'm glad you like them. Since you like them so much... I'm going to shrink you with them!" You become dumbfounded. "How?!" you ask eagerly, believing her statement. "Just sniff in as much of my feet's scent as you can!" You immediately stick your nose onto the ball of her foot and inhale just like she instructed. The smell is like nothing you've smelled before. It could only be described as a tangy odor that was addicting rather than offending. You instinctive catch her foot with both of your hands as it starts to subtly drift away from you. You're shrinking.
Soon, you're feet lift off the floor as you dangle from her giant toes. Your hands start to sweat with her giant foot and you slip off onto the carpet, under your little sister's incredibly enormous sole. Her foot moves aside for her eyes to spot you on the floor. You stare back at her in amazement.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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