Christy in Charge
"Hey! Where do you think you’re going?!!!”, shouted Christy as she pursued the magically miniaturized Elfie. Christy began to giggle as she chased the frightened young woman around the room.
Elfie was now just over three feet high and no match for the girl especially in her own room. Though, she did try. She faked toward the door (the obvious choice) Then threw herself toward the window. Unfortunately, that didn’t work either. She ran around a desk nearly her height. This went on until Elfie tried to scramble over the bed. She cried out as she felt Christy grab one of her comparatively tiny ankles.
“YIIPPEE!!” Christy squealed in delight as she pulled Elfie toward her. She crawled onto the bed and climbed onto Elfie, quickly straddling her.
Trapped by the huge 10 year old Elfie twisted onto her back just as Christy settled down across her small hips, pinning her arms helplessly at her sides. She exhausted herself trying to get free.
Christy wanted to see Elfie’s little face, so she allowed her to turn. She smiled down at the small struggling woman for a few moments. She liked the feel of the miniature baby-sitter wiggling and squirming between her legs. This was going to be a great test of her abilities. And so much fun, too.
To the petite Elfie it seemed that she had an eight foot kid sitting on her stomach. She could feel the soft fuzzy argyle socks that covered the strong calves that were pinning her arms. Christy’s short skirt was stretched tight between her muscular thighs just a just inches above her cute, dimpled knees.
Elfie could see the innocent white cotton panties in the shadows under the little skirt. Elfie gasped in alarm as Christy leaned forward slowly and planted a soft kiss on her cheek. Elfie was beginning to panic now. She knew that she was completely at the mercy of a child easily twice her size. “P..P..please...”, Elfie sputtered.
Christy looked down into Elfie’s soft brown eyes and whispered, “I love it when you beg like that!” She gave a playful/evil look and then dug her fingers mercilessly into Elfie’s defenseless ribs.
The tickling fingers soon had the tiny young woman shrieking with laughter and gasping for air. “No! No! Please stop!”, she screamed as the giant continued relentlessly.
Reaching behind her with one hand Christy tickled Elfie’s flailing legs as well. She loved having her former babysitter at her mercy. For over a minute the room rang with Christy’s giggles and Elfie’s high-pitched shrieks and helpless laughter.
“Oh, FUCK! I can’t stand anymore!”, Elfie screamed at last.
Raising to her knees Christy dragged her giggling victim from beneath her. She’d been hoping for something like this. Seating herself on the edge of the bed she wrestled the little baby-sitter across her knees and pinned both slender arms in the middle of her back with one hand. “That! Was a very, very bad word to say Baby Sister! You are a very naughty little girl!” With that she brought her free hand down sharply on Elfie’s defenseless bottom.
“Ooooooowww!!!”, Elfie yelped with a combination of pain, surprise and humiliation.
Again and again Christy’s hand clapped down hard on Elfie’s firm little buttocks. For years the young girl had dreamed of giving a grown woman a spanking and at last she had her chance. Christy was in a state of heavenly bliss as she dispatched justice to Elfie’s petite posterior.
After a dozen swats Elfie was nearly in tears. “Christy! Please stop! That’s enough!”, she pleaded.
Christy paused, “Enough? We’ve barely started.” Giggling, she lifted the hem of Elfie’s sun dress and tucked it under the little arms. Elfie’s small buttocks had turned a very pleasant soft pink shade under Christy’s hand. “No wonder grown-ups seemed to enjoy giving spankings” the girl mused as she ran her hand over the soft, warm, little mounds covered by the most delicate lace panties she had ever seen.
Elfie sobbed softly and twitched as Christy gently rubbed and patted her tender bottom. Terror filled her every time the roaming hand actually left her flesh. The three foot teen caught her breath caught sharply when she felt Christy’s fingers pinch and stretch the edge of the panty over one of her little nates. A moment later she let out a high-pitched, little “Ouch!” , as Christy let the elastic snap back sharply against Elfie’s tender tush.
“It’s so soft!” Christy chuckled as her fingers roamed Elfie’s cute little hinny. She could just tell the shrunken teen was relaxing. Her task was barely half done and already Christy was beginning to think of little Elfie as her property. Now all she needed was to get the busty shrinkee to verbally agree. She hoped that would be soon, her palm was beginning to sting.
Elfie’s crying eased to faint sobbing “Let me up, Christy.” She pleaded “Please! Let me up.”
“Your little nates are so nice.” Said Christy, ignoring the request and continuing her gentle exploration. One little curvy cheek, then the other. The back of her hand swept across Elfie’s soft flesh, then her fingers trailed back the other way. Christy would also gently pinch it as she went. Finally she answered “Ahh…
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