You decided to start with something small enough yet noticeable enough that you wouldn't get into trouble when the changes affected her as well (you could just throw on your old clothing to escape punishment after all). Grabbing a pair of shiny black child sized Mary Janes, a small little skirt with white stockings, a pink tank top and a cashmere sweater, you headed for your own bedroom and locked the door.
Pulling off your own sweaty socks, you fiddled around with the tiny stockings wondering how you were going to fit them over your massive feet. They were of very fine quality, your mother spared no expense for your brat of a sister. It'd be a shame to stretch them out but there was no other way to put them on.
With some difficultly, you forced open the mouth of the first stocking to a reasonable size in which you could fit your first foot in. When the material stretched to its capacity you knew you were going to be able to open it much further and you violently shoved your foot in. You were somehow able to fit your foot all the way down the tube, the stocking only came up to the midway point on your shins. But for some strange reason you didn't feel the same tingling feeling as you did when you tried on your brother's Hulk gloves.
"Maybe she hasn't tried this stuff on yet and it needs to be used clothing," you thought with a sigh. Your plans of revenge on your brat of a sister were looking grim.
That didn't stop you from trying to fit the other sock on though. The change only worked with the Hulk gloves when you had both on after all, it might have to be the same with the socks. Using the same method of stretching the mouth of the stocking like your were opening a particularly tightly sealed bag of chips and jamming your over sized foot in, you managed to get both feet into your five year old sister's socks. You looked ridiculous and could feel the blood circulation in your feet being cut off from the tight squeeze around them.
After waiting another minute, you were ready to give up. "Well, so much for that..."
But just then the tingling started at the toes of your feet and worked their way up to your shins. Thankfully, you were sitting on your bed as this happened because right before your eyes your feet were shrinking. When the tingling finally stopped, you had dropped at least ten shoes sizes and your feet looked completely abnormal in comparison to the rest of your body. In fact they looked somewhat like those weird voodoo pictures you saw on the internet of shrunken limbs.
Laughing, you tried to stand up only to find that it was much harder to balance yourself like this and fell face first on the ground.
"Jack! Quit banging around up there!" yelled your mom from downstairs.
"Sorry, mom!" you had to stifle your laughter. The changed worked.
You had to move quickly now. If the change was like with your brother's Hulk gloves, your sister's feet had probably just exploded out of their shoes. You reached for her Mary Janes and quickly snapped them on. They fit like a glove on your cute tiny little feet.
Wiggling your toes in delight underneath the shoes, you tried to work out what you wanted to try on next...
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