Timmy can barely keep in his laughter as he snickers at your statement. He takes another step towards you and leers over you, like a father to a baby when he did something wrong. “Oh really little bro? Well I don’t think you can boss me around anymore, especially when I’m at the perfect size to carry you around like my own baby” he says, mocking you. At this point you have reached your limit and let your pants drop and run at him. As soon as you get to his legs you start wailing at them, punching his thighs as you yell at him “where do you get off calling ME little bro you little shit! I’ll beat the shit out of you!”. After your rage induced attack on him you back off and look up at him, realizing none of your punches even slightly bothered him, he just casually stares down at you with that big dumb smile.
Timmy then raises his powerful foot and slightly kicks you in the chest, completely knocking you down on your ass and proceeds to crouch in front of you, his large abs folding in on them self's as he bends down. “I don’t think you realize your position but since your not getting it big bro, I’ll show you. With that said you start to crawl away, trying to get away from this monster that stood before you. 2 large hands wrap around your feet and you feel yourself being effortlessly dragged back to him, he then grabs you by the under arms and he lifts you up like a baby, your tiny feet dangling as he holds you up like your nothing. “H-hey, put me down Timmy!, now!” You tell him, but it is coming clear to you know that your not in power anymore. Timmy goes downstairs with you in hand and once he gets to the couch, he tosses you on it, you bouncing a few times before coming to a halt.
“Ok listen up big brother, since you don’t wanna play with me anymore then I’ll just force you to play with me, I wouldn’t have done with if you just played with me a little bit but since you wanted to be mean then your the little brother now, and what I say goes”. You can believe what your hearing, in fact you can’t believe any of this is happening. “Ok look Timmy, I’m sorry ok? Now can you please just Turn me back to normal and I promise I’ll play whatever you want” you tell him, trying to earn back his trust. he just shakes his head in denial “nope, you lost your chance and now I’m gonna punish you for it, so from now on you don’t get to wear ANY clothes, and your gonna do whatever I say and when I say, got that?” He says to you, waiting for a deserved answer.
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