"You sure you guys will be alright alone for an entire week?" Walter asked, pulling on his coat.
"Of course we will Dad." Josh insisted, hanging him his suitcase.
"Yeah no worries Walter. Just focus on your lame cloud convention thing and don't worry about us." Drake said, handing his mom her purse.
"It's not lame! Clouds are important!" Walter insisted, a little hurt.
"Well as long as Bruce Winchell is there I know I'll have fun." Audrey whispered to her daughter, causing Megan to burst into a fit of poorly stifled giggles.
"What was that honey?" Walter asked.
"Oh nothing dear. Let's just get going." Audrey replied, pushing her husband out the door and slamming it shut behind them.
With their parents gone, both Drake and Josh turned their attention to their younger teenage sister Megan, who was sitting on the couch watching TV.
"Well little girl, it looks like we're in charge now." Josh began, taking a seat next to Megan.
"And as the first order of business," Drake began, snatching the television remote away from his little sister, "I think we oughta turn off this girly crap."
And just like that, Megan's show was replaced with the rock and roll stylings of whatever band was popular on MTV at the moment.
Visibly angry, Megan leapt to her feet. "Look boobs, I will give you one chance to give me back the remote and get lost, or else."
"Or else what?" Drake asked, unafraid despite the pain the diabolical teen had put him through in the past.
"Or else I'll make this week a living hell for you two." Megan answered coldly.
"Well Drake, do you think we should give it back?" Josh asked, turning to his brother.
"I think you already know the answer to that question Josh." Drake replied.
"NAH!" Drake and Josh yelled in unison, pushing Megan over the edge. Stamping her foot, she stormed out of the living room as the brothers burst out laughing, happy to be the ones in control for once. Little did they know this would not last long...
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For about an hour, life was good. Neither Drake and Josh saw any sign of Megan, leaving them free to relax and enjoy their Dr. Fizz and Mocha Cola in peace. However, the peace was soon disturbed as Megan stomped back into the room, coming to a halt directly in front of the TV. Neither boy noticed that their little sister was concealing something behind her back.
"Get out of the way Megan!" Drake yelled, clearly annoyed to see his pesty little sister.
"Yeah, little girl, scram" Josh said, agreeing with his brother.
A cruel smile crossed Megan's lips as she wordlessly revealed what she had been concealing behind her back. The boys barely even got a chance to look at the ray gun before she pulled the trigger, blasting them both with a beam of green light.
The entire altercation took only a few seconds, but when it ended things had changed considerably for the brothers. The couch they were sitting on now seemed like an enormous plain, stretching on for hundreds of yards to their left and right. However, what was in front of them was truly the scary sight. Their enormous little sister Megan stood before them, though she was no longer quite as little as they remembered. Instead, she towered over them like a massive bundling. Josh would have compared her to the Colossus of Rhodes, but he knew Drake would never get the reference.
"Megan!" Josh yelled, unable to complete a coherent sentence in his state of shock.
Ironically, it was Drake who put a complete sentence together first. "What'd you do to us?"
"Isn't it obvious boobs? I shrunk you! I decided you'd be much more manageable at this size." Megan explained, laughing. "I did tell you I'd make you pay for what you did. Well I decided that the best way to teach you guys a lesson was for me to show you what it's like to be pushed around by a bigger sibling."
Before the two boys could muster a rebuttal, Megan snatched the TV remote off the couch and turned her back to them. With a flick of her show was back. She was watching a new Nick show, called iCarly. She really liked the actress playing the female lead, though she always forgot her name.
Shaking these irrelevant thoughts out of her head, Megan began the first stage of what would be a torturous week for her brothers. However, for her, this action was nothing more than taking a seat on the couch.
Both Drake and Josh screamed in terror as they saw the jean glad ass of their younger sister plummeting towards them like a meteor on a collision course with earth. There was no time for them to move, meaning they were powerless to stop the massive ass threatening to wipe them off the face of the planet. Drake foolishly tried to throw his arms up in the air in a vain attempt to stop the teenage buttock that had chosen him as a place to rest, but this went about as well as Josh expected.
Both of the shrunken brothers were thrown onto their backs as the young girl plopped down into her seat, leaving each of them in complete darkness with their faces pressed against the rough denim separating them from Megan's ass cheeks. The weight upon them was immense, as the petite young girl's posterior seemed to weight several tons at their tiny size. There was a brief moment of relative calm, where Megan did nothing but rest her weight on her newly acquired seat cushions, before all hell broke loose.
While Megan was simply twisting in her seat, trying to make herself comfortable, Drake and Josh experience what felt more like an earthquake. As the teen adjusted herself, the titanic twin mounds that were pinning her brothers to the couch shifted back and forth across their tiny bodies, grinding against them. The rough denim scratched at their faces and exposed limbs, causing them to cry out in agony, but these cries were effortlessly muffled by the fleshy sound absorbers occupying their entire field of view.
It only took Megan a few seconds to get comfy, though this brief action seemed to last much longer to the tiny boys. Once she was happy with the position of her little cushions, she kicked her feet up on the ottoman and leaned back, enjoying the feeling of her tiny brothers squirming beneath her butt.
"Perfect, one brother per cheek. I knew having two brothers would be useful at some point." Megan laughed, shifting her weight back and forth to torture whatever brother she felt should be suffering at the moment. "And the massaging is a nice touch boys." She continued, well aware that she was not intended to enjoy the feeling of them desperately trying to escape.
Not wanting to give Megan any sort of satisfaction, Josh immediately stopped his struggles, laying as still as possible. This lasted no more than a few seconds before Josh felt the already low ceiling of his world completely cave in as Megan leaned entirely to one side, giving Drake a brief glimpse of light as she did so. In moments Josh was once again wriggling, desperate to escape the pain of having his rib cage on the verge of caving in.
"Much better Josh." Megan said before returning to sitting upright, crushing any hopes Drake might have had of freedom. "Next time either of you decides to stop wiggling without my say so you'll be earning an all expenses paid tour of my stomach." Megan taunted, patting her belly as she wondered what it'd be like to feel something alive thrashing about in there. She shook the the thought out of her head, knowing she would have plenty of time to experiment later. For now, all she wanted to do was sit back, relax, and enjoy the fact that she had finally found a purpose for the buffoons she had lived with this past few years.
"It's gonna be a good week..." Megan laughed, as her brothers shuddered at the though of what this cruel titaness had planned.
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