You pull the sneaker away just as Isabel lunges forward. She's laughing as her left arm swoops behind you and draws you tight, pulling you into her. Her warmth is overwhelming as you struggle in her grip, She's half your age but well over twice your size and easily holds you tight as she presses the mouth of her old smelly sneaker over your face. Your vision blots out as your face disappears into the rancid confines and you are finally forced to take another breath.
"That's it, Davey..." she says laughing as she shoves the old, smelly Converse almost fully over your head. You gasp and struggle in her grip but she is suddenly too strong to fight. You feel strange again; your head spinning with the awful aroma as you breathe deeply of her scent. You try to struggle as you feel your body shiver in protest but somewhere in the back of your mind it feels SO good that you want more...
"Suck it up!" You hear your little sister's voice as your body seems to shift as the sneaker... HER sneaker becomes your world. You breathe deep as you feel something soft beneath you. You're sweating, your body lurching and jumping as a weight descends on your chest pinning you down. You try to move but you hear your sister far, far above you...
"Shhhh..."
You finally start to calm, your body relaxing with exhaustion. You shiver with a chill despite the huge, warm pressure holding you down; your sweat drying as you try to move. The stench of your sister's sneaker finally goes away and you gasp for breath; fresh air filling your lungs. You hack and cough as you open your eyes trying to focus, to understand what just happened.
You scream to see isabel looming over you...
She's huge! A giantess grown to several times your own height. You start to thrash and squirm to get away; to move back from her but there is something preventing the slightest movement and the more you struggle the tighter it becomes. You only realize after a moment that it's your own clothes that are binding you and holding you down.Your shirt and boxers are huge on you now and slowly, as you look up at your sweet, grinning sister you realize that she hasn't grown at all...
You've shrunk!
"Nooooo!" you scream but that just makes Isabel laugh with glee. She tosses the old, smelly sneaker aside and it disappears over the edge of the bed-cliff to THUMP and bounce on the floor somewhere far away and below. She leans in and you feel the pressure of her hand holding you down on the mattress of her bed.
"You're so tiny," she says with a giggle, the huge nail of her index finger pressing into your chest. "Could'a made you smaller I guess, but this is cool. Twelve inches..."
You have no idea how small you are but her left hand fairly dominates your chest and then some. You have no delusions that she can't pick you up easily if she wanted to. And by the mischievous sparkle in her eyes, it looks like she wants to.
"isabel..." you start to beg but her hand shifts and her index finger presses down on your face covering your mouth. You try to talk, to scream but your sound is cut off as she leans in close. She smiles as she watches you squirm, giggling finally and removing her finger. You gasp for breath as she leans back with a wicked grin, licking her lips.
"Isn't this fun?" she asks as her hand descends again and covers your entire face. You writhe and buck struggling to get free but your little sister is way too strong for you. She holds you tight and slowly your vision grays and your body betrays you as you sag into exhaustion again. You breathe hard for every gasp of air...
"Isabel! What do you want for dinner?"
You hear a far away scraping noise and a voice that sounds familiar in your dreams. You struggle a bit as the force holding you down weakens; your arms flailing as you cry out...
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