Marissa Sweet - Bitchy Step-Sister Shrinks You Small

Marissa Sweet - Bitchy Step-Sister Shrinks You Small

Marissa Sweet, your sexy and bitchy step-sister, is fed up with your little brother's constant presence in her life. She's always having to deal with his annoying antics, like him sneaking into her room and stealing her most prized possessions. This time, she's had enough!
You got home from a long day at work to find your computer missing yet again. You knew exactly who took it - your pesky little brother. You storm up to his room, ready to confront the thief, only to find him nowhere in sight. Where could he be?
Your search leads you to the living room where you see him, shrunken and helpless, under the couch. He's barely visible to the naked eye, but there's no mistaking his pitiful whimpers for anyone else's. You squint your eyes, trying to make out the details of his tiny form.
Enraged, you stomp your foot down hard, unaware that the force you're using is crushing him into the floor. All you see is a slight indentation beneath your shoe as you continue to stomp all over your innocent sibling. You still haven't forgiven him for stealing your things, and now you're determined to teach him a lesson he'll never forget.
"Are you ready to admit you took it now?" you yell at him, the sound of your voice drowning out his whimpers. You can't believe he's making you do this - putting up with his antics was bad enough, but now you have to deal with the aftermath too.
You sit down heavily on the couch, unaware of your immense weight, crushing him further into the floor. Your butt spans several feet across, and underneath it lies your tiny little brother, squashed and helpless. You could swear you see him flinch as you wiggle around on the soft cushions, oblivious to his suffering.
You decide to take a break from your brutal punishment and stretch your legs, trying to ignore the small body pinned beneath them. Your eyes catch sight of your reflection in the nearby mirror, and you can't help but admire your new status as a giantess. Your breasts, normally B-cups, now stand at a towering 10 feet tall, with your nipples nearly level with your waist.
You reach down, forcing yourself to endure the squishy feeling of your little brother's body under your tit. You press your huge breast against him, feeling him squirm in resistance. "This is what you get for messing with me," you murmur to him, your breath tickling his eardrums.
With a sigh, you get up off the couch and decide to try one more time. Kneeling down next to him, you lean in close, until your nose is just millimeters from his tear-streaked face. "Alright, one last chance," you say to him, your voice low and menacing. "Tell me you won't do it again, and maybe I'll let you live."
His tiny hand shakes as he reaches up to touch your giantess form, his fingers barely extending past your thigh. "I-I won't!" he stammers, his voice cracking under the strain of trying to speak so loudly.
You smile, satisfied with his answer. Slowly, you stand up, lifting him with you until he's once again at eye level with you. "Good boy," you say, ruffling his hair affectionately.
With a sigh of relief, you watch as your little brother crawls back into the safety of his room, never to bother you again. As you relax on the couch, you can't help but reflect on the events that led you here. Could you ever forgive him? Or are you destined to always be the bitchy step-sister who shrunk her brother and crushed him into the floor? Only time will tell.