As you struggle, shrunk down to the size of an insect, between Johns finger tips he begins to think out loud.
"Hmm maybe i should torture you, well I'm definitely gonna torture you" he says as his gigantic lips form a mischievous grin. "but maybe I should start right now. I could bring you back to my room. I have so many toys we could have fun with now that you're tiny" you didn't like where any of this was going but you had no control over your titanic "little" brother.
"I don't have to go to my room at all" John proclaimed to himself, his expression changed from one of thought and concentration to a playful smile as his gaze lowered back onto his bug of a brother... and his new favorite plaything.
"We could just play in your room, we're here anyways. I could play on your Xbox and keep you in my sock between my toes while I play, I get so into the games that I start sweating and you know I sweat a lot, you'd have plenty to drink in there. I might lose you if you start shrinking again though. Hmmm... Maybe I'll go into your bag and pull out one of your gym socks, I know you never washed those so maybe you should get a whiff of them yourself"
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