Liam stood up on the couch, trying his absolute best to take in and comprehend his surroundings. Everything was huge. The TV that he’d just been watching looked like a billboard to him now. The couch that he’d just been sat on now completely dwarfed him as he stood on it. He looked to his left and saw his dad, who seemed like he was also taking a moment to fully comprehend his surroundings. It seemed that him and dad had both shrunk to the same size. He was right, both of them had shrunk down to a tiny 5 inches tall. “This is not good.” Liam thought to himself. “This is really not good.”
Liam then looked up. He stood there as he took in an incredible sight before him, a ridiculous sight. There stood above them, looking down at her brother and father, was Sophie. She now looked like an absolute giant….
Meanwhile, Sophie was staring down at the 2 tiny men with great amusement. Her day had very quickly gone from a miserable one to one that had the potential for A LOT of fun.
She bent down towards the two tiny men and reached out. She pinched her white painted fingernails together on both of her hands. Extending both of her hands out, she pinched the back of the two tiny men’s shirts. With her brother pinched in her right hand, and her dad pinched in her left, she began to raise them both up so that they were face to face with her.
Sophie stood there, her dad dangling from her fingers in one hand, her brother dangling between her fingers in the other.
“What a predicament we’ve found ourselves in here, boys.” She said to the little men, only growing more and more amused by the minute.
“Soph…” Mark began. “I’m sorry for how we spoke to you earlier but come on now. Just call your mom and tell her to come back and take us to the hospital to be regrown.”
“Please Sophie!” Liam then chirped up. “I don’t wanna be tiny all day! Please just call mom.”
“Hmmm…” Sophie began. She was amused by the way the pair were practically begging. “You know, I could do that… but I don’t think I’m going to. You clearly don’t remember, but there’s some soccer on TV that I don’t wanna miss.” She said teasingly.
There was no way Sophie was gonna call her mom and pass this opportunity up. She had the whole rest of the day to teach her dad and her brother a lesson, she had to make the most of it. She moved her dad over into the palm of her hand, before dropping Liam down in that same hand.
She took a seat on the couch, looking down at the two tiny men in the palm of her hand as they stood there like little bugs. With her dad and brother in one hand, and the TV remote in the other, she changed the channel from football to the soccer match that she wanted to watch.
Mark and Liam were both still furious about how they were being treated, especially Mark, who wasn’t prepared to take this level of disrespect from his own daughter.
“When your mother hears about this you are in a whole world of trouble!” He shouted up to Sophie.
Sophie ignored him. She couldn’t think of a suitable way to respond to her father. He was right, once him and Liam grew back and told her mother what had happened, she was guaranteed to be grounded. She didn’t want to think about that now though, she just wanted to enjoy these next few hours.
“Oh daddy, I don’t really like how angrily you're speaking towards me.” She said, thoroughly enjoying the power she had over the two tiny men in her hand. “I don’t really want to hear your whining whilst I’m trying to watch the soccer, so I’m just gonna leave you 2 down on the coffee table until it’s over.”
One after the other, she plucked the tiny men out from her palm and placed them down on the coffee table.
Now stood down on the coffee table, Liam and Mark had nowhere they could go. Liam peered over the edge of the dark brown wooden table. The drop seemed to be miles down, if they attempted to jump off, they would surely be killed. The coffee table literally looked like the size of a football field to the 2 tiny men. They had absolutely no where to run. Besides, even if they could run away, what on earth would they even do at their tiny size?
Liam really did not like this situation. He hated the power Sophie had over him. She could make him do whatever she wanted whilst he was this size, and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it. He was used to being the taller, stronger sibling, and now here he was, completely helpless.
“Dad, what’re we going to do? You can’t just let her keep us like this all day!” Liam said to his father.
“There’s nothing we can do. Look at her, how much bigger than us she is. We’re just gonna have to do as she says until we grow back.” Mark said back to his son, feeling defeated.
Doing as his sister says for the next few hours was something that Liam definitely did not want to do.
“Don’t worry son, when we grow back, she is in so much trouble.” Mask said as he placed a reassuring hand on Liams shoulder. Sophie was getting grounded for life when he grew back.
Their conversation was interrupted by a huge thud. They both turned around, and what they saw wasn’t a sight they wanted to see. On the coffee table, right before their eyes was Sophie’s gigantic bare feet.
Sophie was wearing some tight shorts and a cropped top. Her beautifully shaped boobs were displaying a fair bit of cleavage coming out of her top, and her shorts complimented her well-shaped ass amazingly. Sophie had a lovely golden skin color, a skin color that made her legs, that were on full display, look absolutely gorgeous.
Sophie kicked up her bare feet onto the coffee table. It has to be said, she had great feet. They were a respectable size 6, and she had some cute, white painted toes.
She thought that it was a nice touch to kick her feet up right next to her brother and father. She thought it might add to the embarrassment, as it would be extremely degrading for them to have to sit down with her massive feet hanging over their heads, completely dwarfing them. She felt it was almost a reminder of how tiny and helpless they currently were. She smiled at the thought of it.
Around 20 minutes later, it was nearing the end of the soccer game that Sophie was watching. She was still slightly pissed that she didn’t get to watch the whole thing.
Liam and Mark were still sat down next to her huge feet. There was quite literally nothing they could have done other than watch the TV as well. There was a slight stench in the air around them, undoubtedly coming from Sophie’s feet.
Upon the soccer match finishing, Sophie thought about how she could have some real fun. An idea popped into her head.
“Oh boys.” She began, an almost seductive tone to her voice. “I have to say, my feet are killing me.”
Upon hearing this, the two tiny men definitely didn’t like where this was going.
“I would really appreciate it if you guys could help me out and rub them for me.” She spoke, knowing that even if they said no, they would have no choice.
She began flexing her toes to emphasise what she had just said. Perhaps this was also to display how powerful even her toes were compared to the two men.
“Soph, no!” Mark said. “That is enough! There is absolutely no chance we’re rubbing your feet!”
“Oh daddy…” Sophie said, wildly amused at how frustrated her father was. “You do realise you have no choice, right? It’s either you start rubbing, or I’m just gonna pin you down under my foot anyway.”
There were no words to describe how truly helpless Liam and Mark felt. They were completely under the command of Sophie. The two of them looked up at the massive feet before them.
“Come on boys.” Sophie said. “There’s one for each of you.”
Liam and Mark stood at the giant feet before them, ready to get to work. They looked up above at the huge soles. Sophie’s feet were so very smooth. Both feet had a beautiful arch to them. It was almost as if God had made them to show people what the perfect feet were meant to look like.
They had no choice but to start rubbing away.
Mark placed his hands on her left foot, Liam placed his on her right. They began to rub up and down against the smooth soles. As they got to work, they both noticed a slight moisture on her feet… her sweat. There was a slight odour that the feet were giving off, and it was not a pleasant smell.
“Come on boys, I’m not feeling you rub hard enough.” Sophie said down to them from above.
Liam was at a dilemma as he stood at her foot. Yes, he had been in despair when his sister had told them to rub his feet, but it certainly wasn’t for the same reason as his dad. You see, Liam had always had a secret fetish… he absolutely loved feet. He loved the idea of rubbing feet, licking feet, he even loved the idea of that slight stench that feet gave off. That’s why he’d been so reluctant to rub his sister's feet, because he was worried that being at such a tiny size in front of the feet, it may actually turn him on.
This thought ran through is mind as he continued to rub Sophie’s smooth sole. It was as if he couldn’t help it. Yes, this was his sister, but being so close to her foot, which just happened to be a gorgeous foot, it was still making him feel a type of way.
Liam couldn’t help but feel like he was living out a fantasy, even if this was his sister. He couldn’t control himself as he leaned in towards her sole. Hesitating for only a second, he planted his face deep into the fleshy wall. His face now buried deep in Sophie’s foot, he took a big sniff.
He just couldn’t resist.
Pulling his face away, Liam looked at the sight before him. Yes, he wanted to do this. He began to kiss and lick the sole of his sister's foot, loving every second of it.
As Liam fulfilled his fantasy at his sister's feet, he couldn’t shake one thought in his mind. What on earth would his dad think of this? Liam turned his head towards his father, and to his utter shock, he saw something he never would have expected to see. He saw his father doing the exact same thing.
Mark was on his knees lapping up the sole of his daughter's foot.
“What?!” Liam thought to himself. “Dads into this as well?”
Mark didn’t know what had gotten into him. It was just something about being so small at the giant foot, how powerful the foot seemed, he just felt like the foot needed to be worshipped. Mark had always had somewhat of a domination fetish. There were countless times in the bedroom where he’d have Linda handcuff him and take complete control of him, and Sophie’s massive foot was somehow triggering that fetish.
Sophie was really enjoying herself back above. It felt really good to finally put the two little men in their place. Maybe next time they’d think twice before they spoke to her like shit again. She hoped the memory of being made to rub her sweaty feet stuck with them forever.
Sophie tried to enjoy this moment. She thought she might as well, seeing in a-few hours when they grew back, she was probably going to get grounded forever. As she thought about ways she could get out of trouble, she was interrupted by a strange feeling down by her feet. It was a wet feeling…
“What on earth could that be?” She thought.
Sophie leaned forward, keeping her feet firmly in place. She was very curious as to what could possibly be occurring down at her feet.
As she got a look at what was really happening down there, her jaw almost dropped to the floor in shock.
There, down by her feet, was her tiny little brother and father, they were both on their knees and licking up and down her foot. As she squinted to see better, she could also make out that they both had rock hard erections underneath their clothes.
“What. The. Fuck!” She exclaimed. The two tiny men froze and looked up at her…
“What the fuck are you two doing?” Sophie asked her tiny family members, pulling away her feet.
Both men didn’t know what to say. They both felt an overwhelming wave of shame come over them from what they had just done.
Sophie didn’t know how to feel. A part of her felt angry that her brother and dad had done this, but on the other hand a part of her was wildly amused.
Sophie paused and thought for a minute. “Hold on…” she thought to herself. “This is absolutely perfect.” What her father and brother had just done changed everything.
“So, you little guys actually enjoyed being down there at my feet?” She asked.
“No!” They both shouted in unison.” Mark began to explain.
“No, I don’t know what happened. Just being down there so tiny, and your foot being so big it was so overwhelming… and then it just happened I don’t know what came over me!”
Sophie let a booming laugh out. “Oh daddy.” She said again, her voice with a slight seductive tone to it. “You do know what this means, right?”
Mark took a big gulp. What was she trying to say?
“This means that when you grow back later… you aren’t going to tell mom shit! If you tell mom what I’ve done, I’ll just simply be forced to tell her that my older brother and my daddy started kissing my feet to satisfy themselves sexually…”
Liam and Mark stood there on the table. They felt like sitting ducks. She was completely right. They now had absolutely nothing to threaten Sophie with, they now had absolutely no leverage. If Mark grounded Sophie or told Julie what she had done, Sophie could simply get both him and Liam in even bigger shit by telling her mom what they’d done. They had fucked up. Sophie could do whatever she wanted with them with no consequences now.
Sophie smirked down at the two tiny men. They were both lost for words.
“I think we should go up to my room now.” She said to the little men. “But… I don’t really feel like carrying you in my hands… I think I have a better idea.
Sophie plucked the tiny Mark up from the table. Without warning, she started moving Mark towards the bottom of her sole.
Her soles were still moist from all the licking that the two of them had gotten up to, so when Sophie placed him up against it, Mark stuck to the bottom of his daughter's foot like glue. Sophie did the same thing with her tiny brother.
She stood up, and with her two tiny men glued underneath both of her feet, she made her way up to her bedroom.
The two tiny men could do nothing as they were glued to each of Sophie’s soles.