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One day your little sister discovers her feet have power to shrink you.
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Chapter #5

You keep rubbing her feet

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"Fine, fine" you humored your sister because you knew this wasn't going to last long. You knew you were going to have to do her chores, but other than this massage, she would find something more interesting to distract herself with after an hour or so and you would be free to do whatever you want.

Isabel giggled as you took off her lime green ankle socks, while you noticed how dirty they were again, with the black stains and that moistness they get from walking around and sweating on them. Your little sister was pretty active and liked to play in the park, run around the house, wrestle with you and so on like the little ball of energy she was, but you still reasoned she might need to change her socks more frequently. Isabel tilted her head as you couldn't help but make a face noting it wasn't only the socks that were dirty.

"What is that face bro?" Isabel giggled

"The socks are pretty dirty, and your feet are pretty smelly" you hit back in a matter of fact tone, trying to sound like the annoying older sibling even if you were only joking around "when was the last time you showered?"

"yesterday! But then I spent the entire day playing with Sally outside so that's why they're dirty. Do they smell a lot?" Isabel explained and then teased, trying to put her feet closer to you but you swatted her off

"Yes they do, I will rub them but keep them away from me" you turned your face again maxing an exaggerated disgust face, but Isabel didn't laugh. Instead she had a slight grin that you recognized when she was up to some mischief and she knew it was going to work, uh-oh.

"Hey, you have to do whatever I say! so how about telling me how much they smell? come on big bro" Isabel laughed at your shocked face, how did she dare? on the other hand you kinda handed the opportunity to her in a silver platter, should have just avoided the subject as soon as you could.

"Ugh, okay" You got closer and sniffed slightly, turning your face away immediately "There, happy? they smell bad, you smell bad, take a shower now"

"I will leave you free if you do my chores for the weekend" Isabel offered, as you knew she would

"Okay, at least is just for the weekend and not a whole week" you chuckled

"Yay! Thanks big bro! Now the last thing I want you to do is.. uhm.. describe the smell to me" Isabel giggled again at your stunned face, enjoying how she seemed to find a weak spot for you

"Are you serious?" you shook your head, annoyed at the nonsense your bratty sis could come up with

"Yeah, you know, like how they do it on those cooking tv shows! Give them a fancy description, with those big words" Isabel laughed at her own joke, even taking her foot and smelling it herself before setting it back in front of you and laughing again "I want to compare with what I think, and I will take a shower then" She finally relented, giving you an apologetic smile after confirming for herself she could do with a shower.

"Alright, but this is the last thing" You rolled your eyes and gave your little sister a sarcastic smile. She was young and silly, but at least she played fair and listened to you, could be a lot worse. Once again you approached her foot, gave it a deeper sniff and theatrically coughed. "I would say it's mostly like old popcorn with a layer of dirty grass and moldy cheese" you told her and laughed along with Isabel that was in stitches at your silly description.

"A layer, pfft.. Okay, I will go shower now. You can get started on the chores bro" Isabel laughed and finally left you alone while you gave her a sarcastic "yes ma'am" salute. As the youngest one in the house she didn't have to do a lot, most of the trouble was in her room anyway. You left that for later though, you had unfinished business with the stupid videogame.

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