As you stand there stunned, looking up at your smirking sister, she rests a hand on your head, pressing down just enough to make you aware of the new balance of power between you. "After all," she says, "you already agreed to whatever I wanted for today, since you were already a wimp. If you go back on your word, I'll have to punish you~" She grabs a handful of your hair and playfully tugs you around a little, forcing you to dance about. "Come on, shrimp! Say you'll be my little footsniffer~!" She giggles at your attempts to break free. "Otherwise.... I'll call Sally to come over and help me!"
That does it. She was scaring you before, but the thought of getting caught by Sally like this is too much. Yelping as you're pulled around, you exclaim, "okay! Okay! I'll do it! I'll be your footsniffer" You surrender, knowing that you just gave Isabel carte blanche to bully you around from now on.
"Hee~ Good shrimp!" She releases you and you stumble into her bed, falling on your butt beside it. Before you can get up though, you feel Isabel's hand pat your head again. "Stay there, little brother~," she says, and turns around to sit down on her bed in front of you. She lifts one dirty foot up and sticks it in your face. "Give your big sister a foot massage! And make sure you give it some kisses too! If you don't, I'll just rub my feet in your face until I can step on you."
Grudgingly, you take your sister's stinky foot in your hands and start to massage her arch while she giggles gleefully above you. Your cheeks burn crimson with humiliation, and you're sure you can already feel her foot getting heavier.
Her other foot touches down roughly on your head, pushing your face down toward the one you're massaging. "Go on! Kiss kiss! Smooch my foot, shrimp!" She commands you excitedly, and having completely lost control of the situation, all you can do is acquiesce, puckering up and kissing her foot as you massage it, causing her to giggle even more. "Now say 'thank you for shrinking me and letting me kiss your feet, big sister."
"...Th-thank you for shrinking me and letting me kiss your feet, big sister," you nervously respond, causing her to laugh out loud and happily rub her heel in your face.
"No problem, shrimp! You'll have lots of chances to give my feet kisses from now on!." The massage goes on for nearly half an hour of teasing and foot kissing, and by the time you've finished, you've shrunk to be...
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