Marcus was furious, he was trapped inside a pinkish sock, a warm musky sock. His sister Hanna just returned from Gym and found him at the living room table watching TV. She decided it was a good time to play a prank on her big bro. Taking off her shoes, she peeled her left sock and approached silently behind her brother, quickly picking him up and stuffing him inside the sweaty sock. Then she tied a knot in the sock, blocking the exit.

Marcus was writhing from the bad smell; it was always like this since the shrinking virus left him at a miserable 1 inch. This past year, he transformed from a proud older brother to just a toy for his younger sister's entertainment. Maybe he was a little playful when they were younger, but what she's done this entire year surpasses anything he's done in the past.

It’s not like he hadn’t tried to take revenge on his sister this last year, but every prank he tried has terribly backfired, sometimes because of his imprudence and sometimes because his sister caught him while preparing the prank and was playfully punished by her.

Well, it’s not time to cry over spilled milk, he needed to get out of the sock right now. His sister has trapped him many times inside a sock, but a sock from after a gym session was another story. The smell was so strong and the air was so humid that it was unbearable. Luckily, Hanna didn’t put force in the knot, maybe she didn’t want to spoil one of her socks or simply, or maybe she didn’t think he would be able to escape by himself.

 It took some time, but he managed to break free, but his experience over the course of a year made him possibly to escape only after 15 minutes. After using his tiny elevator to reach the second floor, he was now walking to his mom’s room, where his new “bedroom” was placed. His new bedroom consisted of a specially made house made specifically for his size. Originally, his sister had tried to make him stay in her old dollhouse and in her room, but the old dollhouse was way too big for his diminished size, like 12 times bigger than what he could use, and with no amenities, even the doors were only painted in the wall, and the only way to get outside was with the help of someone of normal size to take aside the removable wall or ceiling to open the dollhouse. Well, his sister still has the dollhouse in her room ready for him if he ever decides to sleep there (not like he would ever choose that by himself).

While walking in the hallway, he saw his sister getting out of the bathroom, she was clearly fresh out of the shower and walking wearing only a towel. When Hanna passed by her brother, she smiled at him, it was her mischievous smile from when she was teasing him.

“What are you looking at? Creep. Are you trying to take a peek under my towel?”

Marcus blushed and quickly turned his vision down, looking at the floor, being only able to see his sister's shadow and some droplets falling from his sister. That may be the smartest decision, considering he don’t want to look at his sister's private parts, but that decision leaves him unable to react to the falling clothes from his sister. Clearly, the clothes were the ones she wore to the gym. They were smelly and heavy since it was all her clothes. He could hear Hanna’s laughter and her steps getting away from him, meaning that he was by himself one more time. He started crawling since he didn’t want to remain under his sister's clothes, trying not to think about what clothes he was directly touching.

After another 15 minutes, he was already in his mom’s room, using a custom-made ladder to climb her nightstand to reach his custom-made house. He walked inside his house and reached for his “sofa” Originally, it was just a tiny toy cushion, but his mother made him some adaptations to look more comfortable. He wanted to order some custom-made furniture, but all the adaptations for a tiny house were too pricey. For his mom, it was already enough to buy him the house, some adaptations to have a functional bathroom, and an elevator to help him reach the second floor, where all the rooms were.

He reached for his cellphone, a 6-inch iPhone that was placed on the wall. Using his two hands to manipulate the enormous device, he opened a Reddit forum to complain about how fastidious his sister was. He wasn’t specific with all the details, but he knew everyone here would understand. The name of the forum was Tiny Troubles, a forum made to help tiny people solve their problems or share their experiences and frustrations. From time to time, there would be a troll in the forum (mostly women who enjoy tormenting tinies) but the admins of the group would take down their posts quickly.

After sharing his experience, he was already tired, it was barely the afternoon, but the recent events took all his energy, so he decided to sleep for a while.

“buzz-buzz”

Marcus wakes up from the light tremors caused by his phone. He uses the vibration mode on his phone because the usual ringtones would be too noisy for him, but the little tremors caused from his phone were enough to wake him up if he was inside his tiny house.

When he checked his phone, he noticed that it was almost nighttime. It seems he received a message from someone in his forum. It was strange to receive a direct message instead of the usual reply to his story.

Apparently someone read his story and decided to send a little helping hand

-looks like you have some troubles at your home, don’t worry because I can help you alleviate your problems

+sorry, but who are you? And how do you think you can help me? This sound like one of these scams where you try to trick me to leave my house to be kidnapped by a woman and then sold?

-nonono, we are from a group of men that have been suffering from the recent changes over the world. We can’t change the world we live in, but we can change how the people who have an immediate relation with us treat tinys. Would you like to hear me?

+well, if I don’t need to get out of my house or give you my bank or personal info then there is no problem hearing you

-ok, hear me out for a moment, you will need some context to understand this. Since the shrinking of all the human males over the past year, there have been a lot of social inequality from how women treat us: from man to toys, from husband to pets, from equals to accessory. But luckily, there was a group of men that weren’t compliant with this new world. First they tried to find a cure, a vaccine or a way to revert the effects of the virus, but they failed at their attempts pitifully. But with the investigation of the virus they discovered something, the virus affects the women!

Obviously they don’t shrink, that’s what the virus do to the man, not to the woman. But it affects their Psyche, they are actually more vulnerable to any psychological attack, have you noticed how often the women are absent-minded nowadays? It's not like they get dumb or loss focus easily, but you must have noticed a change. And that’s where the solution resides.

The few men that worked together made a way to hypnotize woman. It may be not strong enough to take over the world making the women follow every order a man says, but it let a man remain as an authority figure or to be considered an equal at least.

+hahaha, that’s the twistiest plot I ever heard. Do you think I would fall for such a story?

-you can say whatever you want, but don’t you want to change the way you are treated?

+….

-you can at least try it; it’s not like you are losing something for it

+except for the consequences of my family finding what I was trying…

-well, it’s up to you. Here is the link https://acortar.link/Sc3adH. You just need to download a song, make the target heart the song and give her detailed instructions. Beware of the instruction, you need to be very specific giving your instructions because if not we don’t know how it will end. This song doesn’t work on men, it only affects women that have been affected for the virus, that is to say basically every woman in the world.

And do me a favor, delete all this conversation and the link after downloading, as you possibly think we are doing something that needs to be kept at high secrecy so we can’t let any woman find about this.

Marcus was dumbfounded, if this actually works, then it’s the only chance to take his way back as a respectable member of this family. But if it’s just an elaborated prank from another redittor then he would be dead.

He remembered all the times his sister caught him trying to prank her over the past year:

-          That time he tried to hide a choco-bean inside her shoe and got forced to eat the crushed bean from his sister sole

-          That time he tried to take a humiliating photo of his sister to blackmail her and his sister tied him at a necklace resting above her boobs, taking a photo and sharing it on Instagram

-          That time he tried changing her nail polish with glue and ended glued to her toenail for a day

Just like that, there were various examples of his jokes backfiring over him. He didn’t want to lose this chance, but the consequences were too big.

Marcus decided to take the chance, he would need to make Hanna hear the song, but how?

His first thought was to show her the song, as naturally as possible. But his sister might found him too suspicious. He can’t risk losing his only hope. Then how? Maybe he can sneak in her room while she sleeps, but he can’t carry his phone to her room, he would need to send the song to his sister phone and play the song from there.

That was the plan, Marcus is going to wait for his sister to sleep, then he will send the song to her phone, luckily he knows Hanna's password from the chances he peeked at her phone while she was playing with him. If he can play the song and get near her, he should be able to put a suggestion in his sister to treat him better.“buzz-buzz”

Marcus wakes up from the light tremors caused by his phone. He uses the vibration mode on his phone because the usual ringtones would be too noisy for him, but the little tremors caused from his phone were enough to wake him up if he was inside his tiny house.

When he checked his phone, he noticed that it was almost nighttime. It seems he received a message from someone in his forum. It was strange to receive a direct message instead of the usual reply to his story.

Apparently someone read his story and decided to send a little helping hand

-looks like you have some troubles at your home, don’t worry because I can help you alleviate your problems

+sorry, but who are you? And how do you think you can help me? This sound like one of these scams where you try to trick me to leave my house to be kidnapped by a woman and then sold?

-nonono, we are from a group of men that have been suffering from the recent changes over the world. We can’t change the world we live in, but we can change how the people who have an immediate relation with us treat tinys. Would you like to hear me?

+well, if I don’t need to get out of my house or give you my bank or personal info then there is no problem hearing you

-ok, hear me out for a moment, you will need some context to understand this. Since the shrinking of all the human males over the past year, there have been a lot of social inequality from how women treat us: from man to toys, from husband to pets, from equals to accessory. But luckily, there was a group of men that weren’t compliant with this new world. First they tried to find a cure, a vaccine or a way to revert the effects of the virus, but they failed at their attempts pitifully. But with the investigation of the virus they discovered something, the virus affects the women!

Obviously they don’t shrink, that’s what the virus do to the man, not to the woman. But it affects their Psyche, they are actually more vulnerable to any psychological attack, have you noticed how often the women are absent-minded nowadays? It's not like they get dumb or loss focus easily, but you must have noticed a change. And that’s where the solution resides.

The few men that worked together made a way to hypnotize woman. It may be not strong enough to take over the world making the women follow every order a man says, but it let a man remain as an authority figure or to be considered an equal at least.

+hahaha, that’s the twistiest plot I ever heard. Do you think I would fall for such a story?

-you can say whatever you want, but don’t you want to change the way you are treated?

+….

-you can at least try it; it’s not like you are losing something for it

+except for the consequences of my family finding what I was trying…

-well, it’s up to you. Here is the link https://acortar.link/Sc3adH. You just need to download a song, make the target heart the song and give her detailed instructions. Beware of the instruction, you need to be very specific giving your instructions because if not we don’t know how it will end. This song doesn’t work on men, it only affects women that have been affected for the virus, that is to say basically every woman in the world.

And do me a favor, delete all this conversation and the link after downloading, as you possibly think we are doing something that needs to be kept at high secrecy so we can’t let any woman find about this.

Marcus was dumbfounded, if this actually works, then it’s the only chance to take his way back as a respectable member of this family. But if it’s just an elaborated prank from another redittor then he would be dead.

He remembered all the times his sister caught him trying to prank her over the past year:

-          That time he tried to hide a choco-bean inside her shoe and got forced to eat the crushed bean from his sister sole

-          That time he tried to take a humiliating photo of his sister to blackmail her and his sister tied him at a necklace resting above her boobs, taking a photo and sharing it on Instagram

-          That time he tried changing her nail polish with glue and ended glued to her toenail for a day

Just like that, there were various examples of his jokes backfiring over him. He didn’t want to lose this chance, but the consequences were too big.

Marcus decided to take the chance, he would need to make Hanna hear the song, but how?

His first thought was to show her the song, as naturally as possible. But his sister might found him too suspicious. He can’t risk losing his only hope. Then how? Maybe he can sneak in her room while she sleeps, but he can’t carry his phone to her room, he would need to send the song to his sister phone and play the song from there.

That was the plan, Marcus is going to wait for his sister to sleep, then he will send the song to her phone, luckily he knows Hanna's password from the chances he peeked at her phone while she was playing with him. If he can play the song and get near her, he should be able to put a suggestion in his sister to treat him better.

It was already midnight, Marcus decided to wait past Hanna’s bedtime and even waited 2 extra hours.

His mom wasn’t home for the weekend, if she was here, he would test the song on her, knowing it would be easier. He could still wait for her to return, but he knows he needs to act now, tomorrow is Sunday, and his sister will be bored without activities for tomorrow. He knows that Hanna's boredom is the greatest threat to him.

He sent a message to his sister to check if she was still awake. Seeing there was no answer after a few minutes, he decided it was time to start the plan. First, he sent the actual song to his sister's phone, then he got off the nightstand where his house was and started running to his sister's room. He needed to act fast because he can’t risk his sister waking up.

Crawling under the door to his sister's room, he easily got inside. Apart from the bathroom door, his sister door was the only one that doesn’t have an adaptation (a hole) to make it easier for him to enter… or leave.

Now inside, he started scanning the room, there were a lot of clothes thrown on the floor. He knew his sister does not put his clothes in the dirty clothes' basket, but seeing too many clothes, he started to feel like she doesn’t care at all. Maybe he can help her with this? Well, it’s not like he can carry any of her clothes, but soon he will have the ability to give her orders. Getting Hanna to clean her room should be easy. He promised himself to help her, giving her the order.

He started sorting his sister's clothes, making his way to her bed. He ignored the clear vision of Hanna’s underwear that made him uncomfortable, especially with the size of her bras, which, for his diminutive form, were enormous.

He knew he didn’t have a chance climbing the nightstand, so he decided to first climb her bed, then jump from there to the nightstand, where she charges her phone.

He used the discarded sheets clinging to the bed to climb. As he got on the bed, he saw his sister sleeping form, she was wearing some pink shorts and a white tank top. As he walked past her sleeping form, he noticed every light movement she made. He moved quickly because he doesn’t want to get rolled over.

Getting next to the pillow was the more dangerous part, he was so close to his sister's face, that was terrifying for him. Every exhalation from his sister, he was lightly pushed by his sister warm breath. He noticed how calm she looked now, remembering him about the times when he acted as a big brother. After remembering why he came here, Marcus returned to his job.

After finally getting to the nightstand, he clicked the side button to turn the phone on. He knew Hanna's was a heavy sleeper, but he tried to be quick about it. Marcus looked at the message and prepared to play the song, he lowered the phone volume to a low configuration to avoid waking her playing music loudly suddenly.

With determination, he touched the screen, and the song started playing at low volume, and gradually increasing the volume to an acceptable level where his sister could hear.

After a moment, he saw Hanna’s body moving uncomfortably and took that as a signal that the song was working. Now he needed to give her the suggestions. Wait, what was the suggestion he needed to give her? He needs to think fast, it was always the same with him, prepare half-plans and then fail at the most important things.

After quickly thinking, he decided what he wanted to say:

“Hanna, you love and admire your older brother; you need to protect him from any possible harm, help your brother with his chores, and… and what?... Oh, and before I forget, I promised to help you with the cleaning. Clean your room, pick up your clothes, and throw them in the

 Basket”

That should be enough, he deleted the last messages and returned the phone to where he found it. No, he needed to return the same way he got here, climbing down using the same path he used to get there. He started by jumping on the pillow, landing next to his sister's face. Hanna seemed to be a little restless in her sleep, so it was in his best interest to leave now.

He started running, he hoped his little footsteps weren't enough to wake her up. But as he passed by his sister's chest, she switched positions, rolling over Marcus and trapping him under her boob.

Marcus was in a hurry, he got stuck under his sister. He can barely move and breathe, but he is getting enough oxygen. Marcus was in a dilemma; he could try crawling, but that could make Hanna wake up. There's no way he could justify what he was doing there, she may think he is a pervert or that he was preparing a prank on her. He is sure that she wouldn’t find out about his misdoings, but then she can misunderstand as much as her mind lets her. Either way, his only options are to wait for her to move or risk everything and try crawling.

Suddenly, something started to change. Hanna’s heartbeat started to accelerate, her body felt warmer, and he didn’t want to believe it, but she might be moaning between sighs.

Oh no, please God, no, she seems to have a wet dream. That can’t be happening, for sure, she might be at the age of being curious about her sexuality, and he heard that women can no longer find partners because of the virus, leaving most of the young women unsatisfied in that aspect. But he never thought that his sister was one of these women.

He abandoned all reasoning in panic and began to crawl, however, his attempts seemed useless. He wasn’t able to move even if he tried. He felt stupid thinking crawling was a viable option, now his only hope was to wait for her to move, ignoring whatever was happening over him.

Then he felt it, it was getting hard and pushing him to the bed. This was the worst, by far. He tried, but he can’t ignore a mouth full of this. It was clear his sister excitement was increasing, and it was clearer this thing was pushing him harder by the minute, was her nipple.

It was horrible, every time he makes a plan, it gets frustrated by his uselessness. He achieved his objective but failed in the escape, it was like he had failed in the plan itself. If his sister finds him, it's an absolute dead for him. He can’t ignore what the consequences are going to be, since punishments are always related to the crime. What’s going to be the punishment? Maybe he will get attached to his sister nipple? No, that was too much, even for Hanna. Maybe stomping on his tiny body? She knows from experience that, thanks to the virus increasing his durability, a stomp using all her weight was non-dangerous, but they still hurt and were a lot uncomfortable. Even if it was by mistake, it was one of his worst experiences.

Hanna seems to have started to calm down. Even so, that was good news in its own way, but he was still stuck under her. Marcus can only hope for a miracle.

Hanna was dining by herself. It’s sometimes like this since her mother often works outside the city. She thought about her mother's work for a moment.

Lucy, Hanna’s mother, works as the secretary for a vice-ceo of a blooming company dedicated to package shipments. Since most of the old infrastructure was male-dominated, the changes made by the virus left lots of vacant jobs, and most of the already existing companies ceased to work or even exist. That was an obvious answer, most women wouldn’t be willing to work for a company run by men. That would be working twice as hard to earn half as much since most of the earnings would be divided between male and female employees, and since men can't get most of the work done by themselves, it was a waste.

Hanna was lost in her thoughts for a moment, thinking about what her next step in life would be. She never thought about what to do after high school, since university was out of her reach financially. Her brother Marcus went to university and almost finished a Computer Programming Major, but because of the virus, he couldn't finish his course. Marcus prepared properly by saving money from a part-time job and saving even more money with a serious job after high school for a year, got a university scholarship, and even acquired some student debt. However, all that was useless now since his skills are now useless. He can’t manage a computer at his size, and programming using a phone has its limits, according to Marcus. He even tried to use his phone as a keyboard, but it was still hard to get the job done in time, and most women with the same skills can finish the job faster anyway. Luckily, most of his debt was paid, since the state and most universities forgave university debts. Hannah was sure it was because there weren’t enough people to collect debts, and the universities had to make agreements with the government to get some of their money back. Another one of the mistakes of having a male-dominated job

Thinking about her brother, she hadn’t seen him since the clothes incident. Maybe he was avoiding her? Or maybe he was stuck under her pants, waiting for her to help him? Hanna's smile grew just thinking about it. It’s not like she hates her brother, but teasing him was one of the little pleasures of her life. She thinks about it as a payback for all those years of stupid pranks, and that stupid brother of her clearly asked for it. Especially since Marcus was still actively searching ways to prank her.

Just remembering all the times he's failed miserably over the last year trying new pranks on her. And all the punishment games she made him play afterward. Like that time, he tried hiding a red paint pellet in her laundry and she made him pick up socks for a week. Or the time he tried putting a laxative in her coffee, just to be discovered by her the moment he drops the pill in the mug, she picked him up and dropped him in her coffee making him swim there, that day he didn’t leave his little bathroom at all.

Well, if he were indeed stuck under her clothes, she would save him after dinner and even give him some of the remains of her dinner. But if he was acting all grumpy over a joke, then she would let him be.

After climbing the stairs and picking up her clothes, she looked for her brother, and by his looks, he wasn’t trapped there. That means he must be in his dollhouse (he calls it tiny home or simply home, but she knows it is a dollhouse). That little dollhouse was a waste of money, according to Hanna. She had just the same thing in her room, her dollhouse may be too big for her brother, but it was way cuter, with the added bonus of being able to close from the outside.

Since she doesn’t have more things to do for the day, she decided to go sleep. Tomorrow was Sunday, and she has no plans, maybe she'll go buy groceries or something.

Upon entering her room, she was met with a mess. It was always like this, but she never found the motivation to clean her room. Luckily, there are no bugs yet since her mother would make a drama about it, always looking out for Marcus's safety. Hanna knows his brother doesn’t stand a chance against most bugs, that’s why she at least picks up all food-related items.

Leaving the cleaning of her room to her future self, Hanna changed clothes into her nightwear, a short and whatever top she finds on her floor that looks clean enough. Then she proceeded to fall asleep.

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Inside Hanna's dream

Hanna was sitting at school, waiting for the day to finish and finally return home. School was boring since most of the boys are now homeschooled, and the small number of boys attending were already taken. Male teachers had to retire because of the danger of a playful vengeance from their former students and most classes were merged to accommodate the diminished groups of students.

She would like to take one of the tiny students for herself, but since most male students were registered by the school with a female partner, it was impossible for her to get one. Her friends told her to just bring her brother with her, but the kind of play she wants with a tiny was not something she would like to do to a family member.

She has had this fantasy for the last year. Where she overpowers a man using nothing but her size. The size of her feet, the size of her hands, and the size of her boobs and buttocks. She would dominate any man using every part of her body: legs, armpits, toes, you name it. It didn’t matter the size of her victim, if he was small enough to fit under her sole, then he was on her radar. Obviously, she would prefer someone cute over an ugly bastard—maybe someone popular—to make the humiliation as pleasurable as possible.

Suddenly, under her desk, she felt something hitting on her sneaker. She looked down and saw Ethan, who was only half a foot tall and wearing his football uniform. She knows him from when she entered high school, he was such a jock, a man between men with his 6”7´, hitting on any woman trying to get inside her pants. And that’s what she wanted to do—get him inside her pants.

She picked up the bastard, careful not to be seen by anyone. Putting her finger over his mouth was enough to make him silent. She lifted her skirt and carefully pulled down her panties, just enough to give Ethan a look at his new destination. After positioning Ethan, she slightly sited over him, overpowering him and making sure his mouth was covered by her privates. The lesson was still ongoing, but for her, it was all about a game of domination and looking for someone who might have found what she was doing. It didn’t take long for her to get wet, and she hoped for Ethan to be able to handle any little accident that she might have.

After the class, Hanna just dropped Ethan in the trash can, he was still alive, just traumatized by Hanna. She was in the hallway alone. It was rare for the hallway to be empty at this moment, but she was there alone. Suddenly, she heard a voice coming from the school speakers. The speakers usually sound awful because they are old, but this time they sounded clearer than ever.

“Hanna, you love and admire your older brother”

What? The voice was talking about his brother, and it states that she loves her brother. Well, it's not like she despises her brother, but love? That’s not it, it’s just admiration, a sense of willing to be with him, she wants to cuddle him, wait maybe it is love? Was it always like this?

“You need to protect him from any possible harm”

Of course, she will protect him. In a female-dominated world, her brother needs to be next to her all the time, she can’t leave him a moment alone because everything represents danger for him. She can never leave his side.

“Help your brother with his chores”

Chores? Does his brother have any chores, actually? Maybe he is cleaning his own room, but that is the extent of it. Oh yes, I need to give him some chores that might be possible for him, that way, he is not going to grow up to be a parasite. That’s a good idea. I just need to think about what he can accomplish at his size.

“And… and what?... Oh, and before I forget, I promised to help you with the cleaning. Clean your room, pick up your clothes, and throw them in the basket”

Marcus promised that? She can’t remember. But since he is an incredible brother that always looks for his little sister that must be true, she will make him clear her room at any cost, she can’t let her brother lose any credibility on his promises.

After hearing the announcement in the hallway, she noticed something, her precious brother was home alone, without someone to assist him if he ever encountered any danger or threat. She needed to return home ASAP.

Hanna’s home was at a distance of 15 minutes by foot, but if she gives her all, she can make it in 5 minutes. She started running, running with everything; her breathing began to agitate, her sweat began to emerge, and her beats were at maximum. But she made it, she reached her house and entered. That’s when she saw him, his big bro, resting on the sofa in the living room. Luckily, he wasn’t in danger, but that didn’t matter. As she got closer, he greeted his sister with a smile. Oh, that smile—that smile was everything for Hanna. She couldn’t wait anymore, she picked him up and started cuddling with him, embracing him over her chest. If her boobs were big, it was obvious that it was for the sake of cuddling with her brother. Was it okay to do that? It was right, he was her brother, and of course he will forgive her for anything she does to him since she will always do it with love. Moving his brother apart for a moment, she used her free hand to move her bra cup. Her bra was warm—a little sweaty for the run to get home, but it should be clean enough. Hanna prepared her brother inside her bra, her brother looking curiously at her. They both knew why she was doing it—to keep her brother safe, and what was the safest place in the world if not with her? Carefully, she put her bra back on.

With the tiniest of his movements, she could feel all his love. She started getting this warm and tingling sensation. Of course, she knew what that feeling was; it was the representation of all the love over her brother; she was getting horny.

Hanna’s POV

*beep, beep, beep*

Hanna wakes up from a pleasant night's sleep. She felt the sunlight entering from her window, passing through the curtains. She was in such a bliss that she didn’t want to get out of bed. Resting on her stomach, she builds enough force to slowly rise from bed, rising only a few inches before letting herself fall again on her. That’s when she felt something under her chest—maybe a wrinkle on her clothes? Rolling to her side, she found something amusing. It was Marcus!

With a big smile on her face, she proceeded to greet her brother, “goooooooood morning, big broooo! How did you sleep last night? Were you able to rest? And what are you doing in my bed? Are you trying to cuddle with your favorite sister?” pinching Marcus between her fingers, she brought him to her face, giving him a big, long kiss on his body. After the kiss, Marcus just sat on her palm, confused. Hanna thought that his bewildered expression was cute. Was Marcus always this cute? How could she ignore that fact for so long?

She put her brother on her shoulder, put her slippers on, and went downstairs. Now that she remembers, her brother didn’t have dinner yesterday. She needs to prepare something for him—a delicious and nutritious breakfast.

Marcus POV

*beep, beep, beep*

Marcus heard the muffled sound of the alarm clock, meaning he failed. He couldn’t find a way to escape from his sister. Meaning that he will get caught and punished, the only thing he can do now is build his resolution and endure whatever his sister decides for him.

Feeling his sister lifting from bed, he enjoys his newly regained freedom, but that freedom lasted merely seconds. Marcus was suddenly crushed by his sister boob, again. Because of the sudden weight falling on him, he didn’t have time to prepare himself, wiggling a little under the pressure.

Hanna’s boob raises again, and this time when she lifts her body, she is looking at what was causing the uncomfortable feeling on her boob. When their eyes met, she gave a smile. That was all, his life was doomed. He knew that his sister's room was off limits for him, yet he decided to invade it.

“goooooooood morning, big broooo! How did you sleep last night? Were you able to rest? And what are you doing in my bed? Are you trying to cuddle with your favorite sister?”

Was that sarcasm? The game had already started, and he was in the losing position. Looking at the approaching hand of Hanna reaching for him, he prepared his resolution one more time. Being approached to his sister's face and directed to her mouth, he panicked. Hanna is going to eat him? No, that can't be, she never did anything lethal, but that didn't ease his mind. He closed his eyes, expecting the worst.

Suddenly he met Hanna’s lips, they were big and humid. By the looks of it, was this a kiss? This was uncomfortable in its own way and pretty humiliating. When Hanna retreated her hand, he saw her smiling face. He could do nothing but sit confused on her hand. Hanna put him on her shoulder and got out of her room, carrying Marcus on her shoulder.

It worked! The hypnotism worked pretty well, the kiss might be too much, but this means he gained the bet. He regained his humanity, at least inside the house. Now he can live a relaxed life for the rest of his days.

When Hanna reached the kitchen, she stopped suddenly. This sudden stop took Marcus by surprise, making him fall to the front side of his sister. Slipping through her body, he landed directly on her cleavage. He noticed that she clearly wasn’t wearing a bra.

“What are you doing, bro? It’s not time to play, I need to make breakfast”

Hanna reached for his brother and put him on the kitchen table. Then she opened the fridge, looking for something to cook.

After preparing the quintessential American breakfast consisting of an egg, bacon, toast, and orange juice, Hanna set the table and put her brother in the center of the plate. The feeling of his sister's body looming above him was a little intimidating, especially with her boobs handling him directly above him.

This was a new experience for Marcus. It wasn’t rare for Hanna to make breakfast, but it was a first for her to have the big plate, usually she would serve him her leftovers after she finished eating, or directly serve him crumbs.

Marcus was happy, he felt like the king of the house. He walked to the bacon, trying to give it a bite, but it was too hard for him. It was disappointing, but at least he tried shewing a little, then approached the egg and gave it a bite. It was delicious, but he missed the flavor of the bacon. Since the shrinking, he had difficulties eating meat. Meat was delicious but hard to eat.

After finishing his breakfast, he got off the plate. Seeing her brother getting off the plate, Hanna started eating the “leftovers”. Marcus was thunderstruck at the view of his sister eating all that food. Of course, he knows that it was the normal amount to someone of normal size, but seeing how big the pieces of food were makes him anxious.

Hanna got up from her seat and cleaned the table. After putting the dishes on the sink, Hanna turned to her brother.

“What do you want to do, bro?”

Marcus wanted to watch at the TV, it was one of the few things he could do nowadays. Since most of the things he used to do were now impossible or really hard for him, Video games, football, and swimming at the pool in the backyard are now impossible.

“I want to see TV”

Hannah carried his brother in her hand and reached for the shelf to take some chips. Sitting on the couch in the living room, she turned on the TV and placed Marcus on her tight. It was uncomfortable for Marcus, but it was still better than his old place at the coffee table, especially since Hanna always put her feet next to him.

This was like heaven, there are some improving points, but he was happy with the outcome.

Hanna’s POV

Hanna was concerned, she knew Marcus can’t eat that much, but he only ate a mouthful of bacon and a crumb of egg. She knew that bacon was a favorite for Marcus, so eating only a chew of bacon was unbelievable.

Maybe if he had an activity or practice, a sport, it would whet her brother's appetite. But what activities can his brother perform? He used to play football, but that’s out of question, he can’t lift a ball, and the only other player would be her.

She asked her brother what he wanted to do, hoping for an idea. Since he was at home most of the time, she doesn’t know what his hobby is now.

“What do you want to do, bro?”

 “I want to see TV”

That didn’t help, but at least she can pass the morning with Marcus, so that was enough for now.

Carrying her brother along with a bag of chips, she put her brother on her tight like it was the most natural thing to do. Since his brother didn’t say anything specifically, she put on a movie that she was very interested in seeing.

The movie started, but she could only think about Marcus. His eating habits are bad, there is no doubt about it. And his sedentary life was harmful to his health. She knows his brother don’t leave the house that often, actually, only her mother takes him outside on rare occasions. That’s going to change in the near future. She will take him with her so her brother can re-experience the world for a healthier way to live. Maybe she can take him to the gym. That was the plan—helping him do things outside and revitalizing his brother with exercise.

Hanna’s POV

The movie was ending, and Hanna lifted her brother. She intends to take her brother outside, and it was very convenient that provisions began to be lacking. She will make super for the week. Walking back to her mother’s room, she brings Marcus to his dollhouse, asking him to take a bath and get ready.

“Why do I need to take a shower? It’s not like I have something to do for the day”

“Just take a shower, you smell like eggs and bacon.” That was indeed true, but she can’t tell Marcus the real reason to avoid making him suspicious.

Hanna returned to her room, took her towel and hurried to the bathroom. She wanted to take a shower before going for groceries, she wasn’t smelly, but she would need to be clean for the next step.

After her shower, she hurried to her bedroom to get clothed. She specifically selected an outfit that will become handy later, she chose a pink skirt with a white crop top complementing with white thigh-high socks on her favorite pair of sneakers. She selected a matching pair for her underwear, specifically selected to be white, soft and see-through.

After looking at herself in the mirror and checking for any flaws, it was perfect, she only needed to dry her hair and tie it in a ponytail so her shoulders would be visible, another necessary step for her plan.

After the finishing touches, she went to her mother’s bedroom, where Marcus tiny house was located. She was considering moving his house to her room, since then she would be able to watch over him all the time, maybe she can bring the idea to Marcus and make him agree.

Unlocking the ceiling, she found Marcus lying on the sofa, his clothes were clearly the same.

“What are you doing? You're supposed to take a bath, not lie on the couch looking at your phone.”

“Sorry, I got distracted. If you are going out I will use that time to take a bath”

“No, sir, not a chance. I'm not letting you waste your time anymore. You can't stay in bed all day with nothing to do.”

“What is the problem? It’s not like I can do anything at all, hobbies and work are things I can’t have anymore”

“That’s not a reason to let you rot on the couch. I know your options are pretty limited, but the least you can do is take care of your body and your mind.”

“You know nothing of that matters anymore, just leave me alone”

Hanna picked her brother up and brought him to her face “I’m not letting you be a shadow of your former self, we are going to the supermarket and that’s final”

Hanna walked to the bathroom with her brother still in her hand. Now in the bathroom, she put Marcus on the sink and told him to undress.

“No way I’m getting naked in front of my little sister, just return me to my room”

She pinched Marcus hands with her fingers and started to strip him. For a moment she wonders if maybe she has gone too far, but this was necessary for Marcus health. She can make it up to him later, nonetheless she has to do this now.

Without letting him go, he turned on the faucet and the water began to flow, bringing his brother to the stream she started washing him, even using liquid soap to help him clean.

After a pair of minutes of repeatedly scrubbing her brother's body, she turned off the faucet and started drying Marcus with a hand towel.

“See, that wasn’t so bad, and in my opinion it took less time than letting you do it by yourself”

Marcus was humiliated, there was a line Hanna never crossed, and that line was utterly destroyed today. He tried hiding his manhood with his hands but that barely helped to cover his embarrassment.

Hanna picked him up again, this time in a gentler manner, and returned him to his room.

“Now get dressed”

“I can’t do it with you watching”

There’s no way I’m letting you alone, you will lock the house from inside, and I can’t open it without the security key”

“tch”

“Be quick. I promise not to look too much, or maybe you want me to help you?”

Hanna wanted to match Marcus clothes to hers, but she knows Marcus only has simple pants and monochromatic shirts. It’s not like he don’t have any fashion sense, but clothes for males are limited because of the variety in the male sizes.

Looking away from his sister, he put on the first set of clothes that he found. Simple black pants and a gray shirt.

“It seems that you are ready”

“Look, I have had enough, just leave me alone. I don’t want to go out”

“I already told you that it’s not healthy to be secluded at home”

Hanna picked Marcus up, put him on her shoulder, and started walking downstairs. From his previous experience, he tried to hold on to anything, looking for his sister's hair was his first thought, but she made her hair into a ponytail. Without another option, he crawled to her neck to have at least a point to hold on to.

Hanna left the house and got into the car. Placing Marcus in the cupholder for his security, she ignited the car and drove to the super. Marcus hated to travel in the cupholder, he knew it’s the safer place for him, relatively speaking, but it's uncomfortable, shakes too much, is so hard and it’s humiliating.

After a 15-minute drive, they reached the supermarket parking lot, and Marcus was placed on his sister's shoulder again. As they walked into the parking lot, Marcus felt in danger. Even if men's rights are still recognized to some extent and it is illegal to kidnap a man, not much is being done to enforce the law.

It’s common to hear about a missing man nowadays, women just need to pick up a random man, throw him in their purse, and walk away.

“Hanna, please, I don’t want to be here, I can already feel some people staring at me”

Hanna knew her brother's pleas were founded, most men are secluded home for a reason, but she has a plan for this at least

“You are right, bro; I can feel some woman looking our way. It would be better to hide you as a precaution”

“Then I can return to the car and wait for you”

“nop, that’s not possible. I can’t let you in the car with the heat of the summer hitting so hard.”

“Then what can we do?”

Hanna picked Marcus up and showed him a warm smile. However, that smile was nothing but a cunning smile for Marcus.

“Well, I didn’t bring any purses today, and this outfit doesn’t have any pockets so there is only one option available”

Hanna lifted her bra cup and quietly brought Marcus to her chest.

“Hanna please. Don’t put me there, it’s so humiliating. You never treated me like that before”

“Don’t make a big drama out of this. I know it's uncomfortable because it’s your first time, but you will get used to it with time.  I have been thinking about us and have had a revelation. I want to be close to you all the time, and in practical terms, this is the best solution. Of course, I think about your feelings, and I will make sure you correspond to my feelings eventually; in the meantime, I promise to make it up to you. That’s why I chose this as the first place to put you, because I know putting you in my underwear would be too much for your first time”

Marcus was astonished. His own rules worked against him. He should have prepared the suggestions more carefully, not at the last minute. Now he was there, dangling over his sister boob in the biggest predicament he could think of.

“Well, bro, we can’t stay in the parking lot longer. I promise it's going to be pleasant. If you need anything from me, don’t be afraid to let me know.”

Placing Marcus in a gentle way on the bra cup, Hanna let go of her underwear, sealing Marcus in his prison.

Marcus POV

This is hell for Marcus. Sweaty, bouncing and hot were the things that made this hell. But there is one thing that easily overtakes any of the other three: his sister nipple. If being in Hanna’s bra was bad, being next to her nipple was horrific. And the worst part was that it was getting hard. He could feel it; his sister arousal was growing.

He can barely see anything since most light cannot pass through Hanna’s clothes, but he can clearly feel every step she takes, making this travel uncomfortable. Hanna’s heartbeat could be heard behind her jiggling boob, it wasn’t loud, but it was there, remembering him where he was even if he closed his eyes and tried forgetting everything.

He needs to change everything again; this time he will do things right. He will make Hanna hear the song again, but this time there will be no mistakes. No, next time he will make her hear his orders, she is going to become submissive, willing to comply to his every command.

But he will need to wait for the night, he can’t take risks. The freedom of men may depend on that single audio, if any woman discovers this then the males are losing any chance. He will repeat his plan, skipping the part where he gets trapped… but that’s a story for the night, he needs to focus on what's in front of him, well not in front of him literally.

He can’t ignore his situation anymore; it’s not like he is a pervert who gets turned over his sister; however, since the shrinking, there has been a change in ‘content designed for men specifically’. All that industry has clearly changed to adapt to the specific circumstances that men can find in currently. Yes, he was thinking about porn.

He was aware that he was in a pleasant situation for any other man, but he doesn’t want to live this experience with his sister. He needs to change this train of thought because he was getting a boner.

“(Relax, she is your sister. I can’t have this thought right now. It doesn’t help that I had not relieved recently. Fuck all this jiggling is making things worse)

Marcus was at his limit; he can’t control himself anymore. He knows it's humiliating, but maybe he can pretend that nothing happened. That’s it, there is no way Hanna can find what he did with all that sweat. Maybe he can relieve himself a little?

Chapter 6

Hanna’s POV

Hanna was so happy; she has her brother with her, closer
than ever. She was humming while walking to the supermarket, every few steps,
she would take a little jump. She knew Marcus would be mad when she took him
out, but she promised to make it up to him. With each little jump, her boobs
will jiggle a little, making it easier for her to feel her brother, and that
very feeling is stimulating for her.

She continues buying groceries, even if she was in bliss,
she needed to focus on the task at hand. The feelings for his brother were
growing by the second, maybe they can take the next step? That’s a great idea,
even if Marcus is reluctant at first, she will make him love her. She knew how
the minds of the boys at her school worked before the shrinking, she just
needed to be cute, act sweet and stay close to make any boy obey her. And by
how her friends talk about it, it seems that shrunken males are not different,
if anything, maybe it’s easier to make them submit. But it’s not submission
that she wants, she wants to be loved as well, and there is an ultimate way to
make any man fall in love. That was, of course, sex. She hadn’t heard of any
woman talking about sex with a tiny; everything she had heard was about how to
use boys as sex toys. She doesn’t want that. If she was going to feel good, the
fairest thing would be for Marcus to feel good too.

Looking down, she could barely see the small slump that was
Marcus's body. Using her finger, she slowly caressed his body. Marcus responded
by twitching a little, making her aware that he was still conscious and paying
attention. She decided to hurry, she was getting horny and needed some private
time with her brother. Pushing her cart to the cashier, she took out her phone
to pay using the app.

After loading her things into the car, she got into the
driver's seat. The car was hot and she was already sweating, so she decided to
turn on the AC. She pondered letting Marcus out of his prison. But she decided
against it because she wanted to be closer to him, so she only redirected the
air conditioning vents to her body. For a moment, she felt her brother
twitching and trying to curl up against her nipple. This made Hanna happy, and
since it was proof of their closeness, she took note of how easily the
temperature affected Marcus and how to use that in the future.

After a short drive home, Hanna got the groceries out of the
car and placed them in the kitchen. Then she got back to the living room to
take a moment to breathe. Reclining on the sofa, she put her feet on the coffee
table, appreciating the little bump on her chest. She took enough air in her
lungs just to see the chest rise, looking for any reaction from Marcus, and
there was one. Even if only a little, she can make Marcus respond by just
breathing. She used her finger to give Marcus a little massage. She can't
handle so much tenderness; even small actions cause Marcus to twitch. But she
needed more, she hadn’t forgotten how she felt during supper. She needed
something from Marcus but was so nervous to take it.

Lifting her bra cup, she found her brother's red face, but
it wasn’t a face of angriness but a face of embarrassment. Sincerely, she
expected some yelling or a tantrum, but Marcus was avoiding any direct eye
contact. He didn’t say anything, it was obvious he didn’t want to talk and she
respected her brother's wish to remain silent, so she didn’t speak either.

 With her free hand,
she took Marcus out, he was drenched in sweat and it was obvious that it was
not his sweat. Feeling a little self-conscious, she thought maybe Marcus would
need another bath, so she took him closer to her face. With a little sniff,
Hanna tried to judge if another bath was necessary. He was definitively
impregnated by her scent, but there was something more. Sniffing again, she
finally got an idea of what that smell was. It was faint -probably because of
the little amount and the mix of her ow scent- but it was definitely what she
thought. With a new smile on her face, she turned to her brother.

Shared point of view

“Well, well, well, what do we have here? There is a little
scent that smells like a petty crime. Was someone having a little too much fun
while I was making groceries?”

“wh-what are you saying? The only criminal here is you, you
put me into a torture chamber with too much heat.”

“Don’t play dumb, bro. I know you take it too good for it to
be torture, do you want me to show you proofs?”

“Proofs? There is not such a thing as what you are implying”

“Let’s start a trial then”

Hanna pinched Marcus hands, similar to how she used the same
method to strip her brother in the morning to bathe him. She lifted Marcus a
little, pinched his pants and pulled him down. Even trying to resist, Marcus
couldn't stop her. There, she found the proofs she was talking about.

“Evidence A: You clearly have a boner right now, was my
chest too stimulating for you?”

Marcus's face was beet red, he was ashamed, but he can’t
cover himself with Hanna lifting him by his hands. This ‘trial’ was
humiliating, and it still wasn't over. Without letting go of her brother, she
continued.

“Evidence B: These pants are clearly stained with something
more than my sweat, ‘snif snif’ this is clearly the smell of your culpability.
Did you think I wouldn’t notice the faint smell of your load over my sweat? You
clearly had your little fun while I wasn’t paying attention.”

“Wait, I didn’t do anything. You are misunderstanding.”

“There is no mistake, you are clearly guilty of the charges
against you. So it’s only fair for the victim herself to choose your
punishment. And since I’m the victim, I choose the punishment.”

“This is not fair; I didn’t have a word or a chance to
defend myself”

“That’s because you would only make a fool of yourself, or
do you really have something to turn around this trial?”

“I-I can’t think of anything right now”

“Well, time to choose your punishment. Since you used my
nipple to relieve yourself, the only right judgment is for you to make me feel
the same using my nipple”

“Wait, no! That’s unreasonable, you know I can’t do that”

“Don’t worry, Marcus, I promise I’m very sensitive, so you
should be to do it”

“That’s not what I mean; I'm not going to touch your nipple
by any means; I’m your brother”

“Brothers don’t spread their seed on their little sister boobs”

“It was an accident; I didn’t want to do it”

“The sentence is decided; you can only comply. Now let’s go
to my room so you can get to work”

Hana picked up her brother and closed her hand, leaving
Marcus trapped inside her fist. She still had Marcus pants in her other hand
but decided not to return them yet, it would get in the way. Returning to her
room, she took off her blouse, bra and skirt. She only left her panties and
socks on.  Lying on her bed, she liberated
Marcus between her breasts.

Marcus looked back at his sister, she was obviously out of
her mind. He needed to make her recover her common sense. Getting up, he
noticed he was still missing his pants, so he covered himself with his hands.

“Hanna, we can’t do this, and you know it. This isn’t right”

“Come on, bro, you have to obey. But if you don’t comply, I
have another way you can pay for your little crime.” Hanna picked up Marcus
again and slowly she started to move him toward her panties.

“No! Hanna, I’ll do it. Anything but that.”

“Ok, as you prefer. Maybe we can try that later, after
deepening our bonding a little more.” Hanna placed Marcus between her breast.

Marcus turned to look at her left boob -it was bigger than a
house to him- Hanna's white skin was all he could see, not a sign of the nipple
on top.

“How am I supposed to reach your nipple? You could have left
me on top of your boob”

“I know, but I thought it would be more interesting to see
you reach the top by yourself. Now climb”

At Hanna’s order, Marcus walked closer to her left boob. He
tried touching it, looking for a way to climb. This wasn’t his first time
climbing unusual materials, but it was his first time climbing something so
smooth and tender. His first thought was to take a run and jump to start
climbing it, but he bounced.

 “ksksksks” he heard
Hanna holding her laugh, and at the same time, her breasts started juggling a
little.

“Can you stay still? You are making this harder”

“Sorry, bro, I just didn’t expect you to fail there. Don't
you know there are easier ways to climb? Climbing from under the boob and the
sides is going to be harder than climbing from the top side. Now hurry, I’m
getting impatient”

Marcus face was red, not only was he was naked, but he was
also making a fool of himself. Of course, he should know the top side would be
easier; it’s not like he has never seen a pair of tits; it just slipped his
mind.

Walking alongside her boob, he reached the stepless side of
her boob and started climbing from there. When he reached the top, he finally
found it. Hanna’s nipple was in sight, so he walked closer. It was big for his
size but not bigger than himself; it was light pink with no visible flaws. It
wasn’t fully erect, but that only meant that Hanna was anticipating his work.
Getting on his knees right before the nipple, he hesitated for a moment. He was
looking away from his sister, but he knew she was looking at him.

“Come on, Marcus, don’t keep me waiting, or I might take the
matters into my own hands, and believe you are not ready for that yet”

With his shaking hand, he reached for the nipple and heard a
slight moan coming from behind. At least she can feel him without having to use
some real force. The nipple started responding to Marcus touch, it was subtle,
but it was growing.

Marcus keeps massaging Hanna's nipple, wondering how long he
should do it. He kept doing it. Hanna's little moans were getting more
frequent, but that wasn’t a clear indicator of how long he should keep doing
it.

‘moan moan’

Suddenly he felt a little tremor, it was Hanna's right hand
reaching south. And on his right side, he could see Hanna reaching for the
other boob. This was starting to feel like a little earthquake for Marcus. So
he grabbed his sister's nipple to avoid falling. That little grip makes Hanna
more excited, making her nipple grow harder.

“Keep it up, bro. Continue doing what you are doing,'moan’”

Marcus gripped Hanna harder. If this is all it takes, he
will get out of this situation fast.

“Harder, bro, you need to punish it. I don’t care what it
takes, but you need to treat it rougher. Bite it, punch it, pinch it, just make
me feel you”

Marcus was adamant about taking certain actions, but he
pinched as hard as he could with his hands. He couldn’t deny it, he was getting
into it. It had been a long time since he had been with a woman. Even if this
was his sister and it was clearly wrong, he couldn’t resist his impulses.

'moan', that’s right, you can be ruder towards it”

Seeing Hanna's right hand reach for her nightstand, she
skillfully opened the drawer and reached inside. Then, seeing her hand retract
with something big, Marcus's face turned pale. It was a pink sex toy, for
Hanna, it may not be that big, but for Marcus, it was like a monster six times
his size.

Hanna lifted her buttocks to make it easier for her to take
off her pants and binged the pink monster to her pussy. Marcus was astonished,
he stopped moving. He didn’t know his sister had one of those; clearly, it
wasn’t something he wanted to know.

Suddenly Hanna’s left hand descended above him, pushing him
against her boob.

“It’s not time to stop bro, I need you to work harder”

Hanna started massaging Marcus against her nipple. The
excitement was getting the worst of her. It’s not like she was a sex maniac
with lots of sex toy, but when needed she had one toy to help her relieve.
Since the last year her sexual urges had been accumulating, with no boy in
sight to satisfy her and being too cautious to play often in her house, this
was her only relief after a long time.

“Harder, try harder. Just bite it, do it for me. I’m close,
just bear with me a little more.”

Trying to finish quickly, Marcus opened his mouth, biting as
hard as he could.

‘MOAAAAAAAAAAN’ that was the hardest groan from Hanna.
Marcus couldn’t see, but he felt all her body twitching and suddenly stopping.
He knew she had reached the climax. He did it, he made her cum. His only
problem was that he was so close to cumming too. He might get blue balls if he
stopped here.

Suddenly, his sister's fingers pinched him, bringing him
close to her face.

“It looks like someone didn’t reach climax yet, let me help
you a little”

Without another word, Hanna brought Marcus to her lips,
sucking on his little rod. Even if Marcus penis couldn’t enter all the way by
itself, she decided to make this experience a pleasant one for Marcus.
Clumsily, she stuck out her tongue, trying to lick Marcus penis. She wasn’t
confident about her skills, she had never given a blowjob before, especially
with someone tiny, but by the face her brother was making, she can't be doing
it wrong. In less than a minute, Marcus reached climax. His body suddenly went
limp.

“Looks like someone felt reaaally good. Good thing I wasn’t
the only one”

Marcus could see his seed barely reaching the tip of his
sister's lips, then her tongue licked her lips, cleaning any trace of Marcus
from there.

“mmmm, it's my first time trying this flavor. It's barely
noticeable, but I think it's nice. Maybe you can share a little more with me
next time”

Marcus was so exhausted to respond, even if it looked like
he worked so little, being pinned against her boobs was extenuating, and he
never climaxed like that before so the fatigue was too great.

“Looks like someone is too tired, let's rest a little before
meal time”

With her brother still between her fingers, Hanna looked for
a place to put his brother, she would like to trap him in her bra again, but
she didn’t know where she left it—probably on the floor. Not wanting to move at
all, she reached for the only clothing she had on, her thigh-high socks. Hanna
lifted the band of her left sock, placing Marcus inside just between her thighs
and letting him trapped there.

“Let’s rest for a bit. I would warn you about escaping from
there, but I don’t think you can do it by yourself”

With that, she turned to her side, resting her leg over her
brother. She knew she couldn’t crush him unless she used her full strength to
do it. Tinies were resilient at least. Without adding anything more, she closed
her eyes and decided to sleep until the afternoon.

Chapter 7

Marcus POV

Marcus woke up, he was hot and could barely move. Looking around, everything is tainted with a white filter, his back pressed to a smooth surface. After inspecting his surroundings, he understood, he was in Hanna’s stockings. He tried moving, fortunately the stockings were not tight enough to prevent any move. He turns around facing her sister smooth leg, crawling little by little he reached for the band of the stocking but when he tried to get out he simply couldn’t crawl past the band. The band was the tightest part of the stocking so even his greatest effort wasn’t able to take him out.

He tried moving to wake Hanna up, but it was futile, he knew he wouldn’t achieve anything. Hanna was always a heavy sleeper; that was the first reason why he was able to hypnotize her in the first place. Maybe if he tries biting, she will definitively wake up, right? Marcus opened his mouth, trying to bite Hanna, but her leg was so smooth and tender that he wasn’t able to bite.

“(Fuck, now I have a taste of her sweat)”

“What’s happening down there? Are you licking my legs?”

“Hanna? If you are awake, why haven’t you taken me out?”

“I was barely awake when I felt you crawling over my leg. It was a nice feeling, so I decided to let you do as you please until you started licking me”

“I wasn’t licking; I was trying to wake you up, just take me out. The heat and the smell down there are not pleasant”

“I'm sure you can enjoy being there a little more, and over all the view down there must be fascinating”

“(the view? What is she talking about?)”

Looking around, he finally understood, it was obvious. If he were on Hanna’s leg, next to him would be her privates.

“Fuck, cover yourself. Don’t you have any modesty?”

Hanna listed her upper side of her body, just enough to be able to see Marcus

“of course I have modesty, I just didn’t find any reason to cover myself yet. It's only you and me in this room and we had already seen each other naked”

“… Please just cover yourself”

“Okay, I’m going to comply just because you asked nicely”

Hanna rose up off her bed and walked to her dresser. She opened and reached for a new pair of panties and bra, both white with little ribbons attached.

“Do you like those? I personally think they are a little childish, but they are cute overall”

“I don’t care, just put those”

“hmpf, well, they are cute, so it doesn’t matter”

Putting on underwear, she walked to her mirror, admiring how her underwear fitted her nicely, but above everything, she looked at her brother, his body shape was barely visible under her stockings.

“Can you take me out, please?”

“Why? Aren’t you comfortable?”

“It’s not a matter of comfort, I don’t want to be here”

“Just bear with it a little more, I’m going to the kitchen”

“In your underwear?”

“It’s only you and me in the house anyway, mom should return today in the evening”

Marcus didn’t remember, his mom was out for the weekend because she was on a business trip, but she should be back today.

Hanna went upstairs and got to the kitchen, for Marcus, this short distance was too much. He was used to being carried in a position with relatively little movement, but his sister's legs moved too much while walking.

Hanna took out Marcus and placed him on the kitchen counter.

“What do you want to eat? I was thinking grilled chicken breast with a side of vegetables would be good”

Marcus was perplexed, he thought that after waking Hanna, they would have a conversation about what happened in her bedroom, but she is clearly avoiding the topic

“whatever is good, can you put cheese on the vegetables? They are easiest to eat when boiled, and cheese adds some flavor”

“Of course, I can do that for you. Do you have any problem eating chicken?”

“It’s not the only chicken, most meats are harder to eat since they are difficult to chew.”

“I didn’t know that, was that the reason you ate so little bacon in the breakfast?”

“Yes, it was delicious, but hard to eat”

“I’m taking note; I promise to look for easier food for you to eat”

Marcus was happy, this kind of conversation where his sister worried about him made him feel loved. Well, not loved like what happened a while ago but more like part of the family.

After putting on an apron, Hanna started preparing lunch while Marcus watched her from the counter. He was concerned about the view, surely his sister in an apron and underwear was something that came out of fiction. Fifteen minutes later, his sister returned with a plate in hand. Taking off her apron, she stood behind her brother like in the morning but this time the view was more intimidating because she was wearing only a bra.

“Serve yourself, big bro, your favorite cheese vegetables made especially for you”

Hanna gently picked up her brother and put him in the middle of the plate. It was clearly a repeat of what happened in the morning.

Hanna’s POV

After dinner, Hanna returned to the living room. She sat with Marcus next to her.

“Can you put me on the floor? I’m going to my room”

“Sure, big bro, do you want me to take you to your room?”

“No, I want to walk there by myself”

“Okay, if you need something, just send me a message”

After putting him down, Marcus started walking back to his room. Hanna was preoccupied by his behavior. Normally, Marcus would ask someone to carry him, but this time he looked like he wanted to be alone.

(Maybe I took things too far. I should have taken it slowly to avoid shaking him too much. But it was the best opportunity since we were alone for the weekend. As it is, he will deny moving to my room. Well, at least I still have him for myself most of the week. Now the question is: What to do during school? I don’t want to leave him alone so long.)

After some time, Hanna could hear movements in the driveway, her mom was home and parking the car. Hanna rushed to her room, she was still in underwear and obviously she doesn’t want her mother to inquire about her reasons to doing so.

After a quick change, Hanna got downstairs to greet her mother. Her mother, Lucy, was in the kitchen, boiling some water. She was wearing a t-shirt and a skirt with her nylons covering her legs, she didn’t see her blazer or her heels, meaning that she probably took them off somewhere in the living room. From Hanna’s point of view, the buttons on her T-shirt were almost giving up, probably her mom took the wrong size again. Hanna was left wondering how her mother could grow so much in some areas, maybe if she eats more and exercises a little less, she can get those proportions for herself? Would Marcus like that? He looked like he enjoyed her boobs, so maybe if they were bigger, it would be better.

“Hi mom, how was your trip? Any good news?

“Hello, Sweetie, it was nice. We secured the contract that we needed. How was your weekend? Where is your brother? Did you two get in a fight again?”

“No, mom, actually, we got closer while you were again. We didn’t fight and even got to see a movie together”

“That’s nice, sweetie, it makes me happy knowing you two get along but where is your brother?”

“He is upstairs in his room, probably just watching videos on his phone or something”

“I will check on him later; do you want coffee?”

“Sure mom”

Hanna sat at the kitchen table while her mom served the coffee in the cups. While they were there, her mom told her how the meeting had gone. This time, the meeting was with a company that still used males as employees—a bad movement from the one in charge to send men alone to the meeting. Her mom's company knew that very well, that’s why they sent her mom’s team, since they were pretty intimidating even without any real treat

“You should have seen their faces when I rested my breast on the table, it was hilarious. They were too distracted to pay attention to what my boss was discussing. Their little faces were all flustered. Perhaps some of them were scared or too distracted to notice we were taking the biggest benefits from this contract, hahaha.”

Hanna was happy to see her mother laugh. Before the pandemic, her mom was too reserved about her attributes, but her new position and all the new dynamics of coexistence with men had made her more confident. Now she understood that her t-shirt wasn’t the wrong size, it was just the right size for the job.

“That was a good laugh, however I’m still tired from the travel, so I’m going to take a bath and then rest. Tomorrow I don’t have to go to the office, so I will take care of your brother”

That solved the problem of leaving Marcus alone while she was at school, but Hanna was looking for a permanent solution.

Lucy went upstairs to take a bath, just like she told Hanna, leaving Hanna alone in the living room.

Lucy’s POV

Lucy got out of the bathroom, only a towel was covering her body. Normally she would bring her clothes to the bathroom, but her fatigue makes her forget. The bath did a good job relaxing her, now that she was at home all composure leaves her body, she didn’t need to be on guard anymore.

Entering her room, she saw light coming from the window of Marcus dollhouse.

“Honey, I’m home. I just come out from a bath, so please don’t come out, I’m going to change now”

Lucy still took ‘precautions’, covering the dollhouse with her towel as she walked around naked. This shouldn’t be a problem since it was originally her room. She loved Marcus and everything as her mother, but the intimacy of her room was lost the moment Marcus moved in.

That loss of intimacy had made her a little frustrated since normally she would take some ‘me time’ in her room, but she hadn’t had the opportunity to play with herself for almost a year, except for the casual 'message’ during the bath.

Normally, an adult like Marcus would sleep in his own room, like before the epidemic, but Marcus wasn’t able to sleep in his own room because of Hanna. At first, Marcus slept in his old bed, but apparently Hanna sneaked into his room to play a ‘casual’ prank on her brother.

Lucy wasn’t against Hanna's behavior; Marcus was a prankster while growing, so some payback was in order, and it was hilarious seeing Marcus on the wrong side of a joke. She remembered one time when Hanna took out all the blankets and left only her underwear in Marcus bed, then she turned the AC at maximum. Marcus was forced to sleep in her sister's bra cup, trying to cover himself with her sock. Of course, Hanna was reprimanded for her behavior, but Lucy still found it funny, even if she didn’t say it.

Sometimes Hanna’s pranks went a little too far, like the time she put Marcus inside an empty, transparent bottle of shampoo. Lucy didn’t find him until she was already taking a shower, she doesn’t know how much Marcus sees, but it was definitely a shameful experience for both.

Now, because of those pranks, Lucy had to share her room with Marcus, making her frustrated. There is no place in the house where she can have a little time for herself, and going out was now out of the question. She was never the kind of woman who went out in the night to explore the city bars, and even if she decided to try it now, how does it work after the pandemic? Was she supposed to pick on a man now? She would prefer to be the one receiving the flattering. For starters, do men still go out to bars?

Immersed in her thoughts, Lucy got her pants; her selection wasn’t a mature one, but one focused on practicality and commodity, a pair of boyshorts that on any woman would look simple, but for a woman of her ‘caliber’ looked more than erotic, accentuating her curves but not letting anyone see-through. Since she wanted to sleep, she didn’t need a bra, so she just covered herself in her pajamas. The pajama set consisted of simple pants and a buttoned shirt.

“I'm already presentable, honey, I’m going to open your roof.”

Without waiting for a response, Lucy opened the ceiling for Marcus dollhouse, and there she found Marcus already waiting for her, as if he were accustomed to the routine.

“Hi mom, how was your trip?”

“It went well, honey; you know your mom is the right woman for the job”

“That’s great, mom”

“How was your weekend? Did Hanna pick up on you again?”

“It was good, mom, Hanna didn’t do anything especially wrong.” Obviously, that was a lie, but he won’t tell his mom the truth about Hanna. How was he supposed to tell her mom that Hanna masturbated using him?

“Are you sure? I know Hanna can take her jokes a little too far sometimes."

“Don’t worry mom, there wasn’t any problem”

“Okay, honey, I believe you. I’m very sleepy, so I’m going to bed. Do you want anything before I fall asleep?”

“No, mom, thank you. Don’t mind me, I’m going downstairs to watch TV.”

“Thank you honey, see you tomorrow”

Lucy helped Marcus get to the floor, right between her feet. Seeing Marcus next to her feet made her think about his smallness. If she wanted, she could overpower him with only her big toe—not like she would ever do that. She wouldn’t mind overpowering a few men under her toes, though specifically someone like her boss from her previous job, that asshole would deserve it.

Marcus was already at the door, using the little hole where they adapted a mini-door, Marcus got out. Without wandering further in her thoughts, Lucy took a pill to help her relax and turned off the lights. She wasn’t dependent on the pills, but they would help her to avoid awakening at midnight. She got the pills from the samples of the company they recently just contracted with, a pharmaceutical focused on helping tinies but that also works with other drugs. These kinds of pills are strong, so she shouldn't abuse them.

Marcus POV

Marcus left his mother's room and started walking back to the living room. This was the second time he was walking this corridor today. He was being considerate of his mother by returning alone, but the walk was like half a mile to him.

While walking, Marcus got immersed in his thoughts. Would it be alright for her to put his mother under a suggestion? And what kind of suggestion should he put in his mother? It’s not like his mom has been harsher on him since he shrunk, she may have become a little overprotective at some points, but nothing that bother him too much.

Getting on his elevator, he went downstairs and looked for Hanna, he needed some water. Getting to the living room, he found Hanna lying down on the sofa, with her feet resting on the armrest. Walking under the sofa until he got to the front side he tried calling to her, but she had her AirPods on her ears, there was no way for Marcus to get her attention from the floor. Climbing the sofa was hard since he didn’t have a ladder put there or a surface that would make it easier.

He resigned himself and started walking to the coffee table, maybe Hanna would spot him there. But suddenly Marcus got stepped on, Hanna returned her feet to the floor pinning Marcus under her toes.

“Oh sorry bro, didn’t see you there.” She lifted her foot and picked up Marcus. “What are you doing here? I thought you would be with mom”

He got angry at his sister's careless stomp, but he knew that it was ultimately his fault, so he calmed himself. “Mom was sleepy, so I decided to let her rest. Sorry, but I got tired after walking. Can you serve me water?”

“All right bro, let’s go to the kitchen.” Hanna carried Marcus in her palm and placed him on the counter. She took a small saucer from the cabinet and served a small amount of water. Marcus had usable tableware in his room, but he doesn’t have any in the kitchen since it was inconvenient. From a normal-sized perspective, it’s difficult to fill a cup for Marcus; cleaning the cup afterward would be hell, and most of the time the cup is going to end up lost.

Marcus climbed the saucer and drank from there, ignoring the feeling that he was treated like a dog.

“What are you going to do for the evening, bro?”

“I don’t have anything, it’s only 6:00 pm, so I’m not sleepy. I think that I’m watching TV”

“Then, can I ask you a favor?”

“What is it?” Marcus was on guard; he didn’t want to be put in the same situation as before.

“I want your help with my homework. You know I’m bad at math, but it should be easy for a college student like yourself”

Marcus knew that Hanna was complimenting him, so he would accept her request. “It’s always the same with you, leaving your homework to the last minute”

“Come on big bro, you're not going to abandon your little sister, are you? If you help me, there would be a big reward for you”

“A-a big reward?”

Hanna smiled at Marcus. “You just thought of something perverted, didn’t you? Well, I’m not against it, but I was thinking about making chocolate brownies. You do like my pastries, right? It’s been a long time since I made something”

Indeed, Marcus was a fan of the bakery, and Hanna sometimes made recipes she found on her phone as a hobby. Last month, she made a delicious strawberry cake. Hanna trapped him under a strawberry on top of the cake as a prank. He was furious when he found that she took a photo of him trapped there, but he still liked the cake.

Ignoring her first comment, he thought it might be a good deal. “Okay, you got a deal”

Sitting Marcus on her hand, she gave him a ‘big’ kiss. “Thank you big brother; let’s go to my room to work.” Hanna hurried to her room, carrying her brother.

-an hour later-

Marcus was tired, he knew Hanna was a procrastinator, and adding Marcus to her desk just made her more distracted. And above anything, looking at numbers, a quarter of his size was extenuating, he had been walking from one side to the other, being constantly pushed by Hanna’s pencil, and the always unpredictable lifting of the notebook he was standing in was making him fall.

“Come on, Hanna, we have been here for an hour and only have half of the assignment. Can’t you focus a little?”

“It’s not my fault; math is hard, and you are slow at teaching. I know you have to run to be able to read, but it’s also distracting.” Hanna was right, she was getting too distracted but Marcus didn’t have another way to help her. “I know. Can’t you sit in my head and give me instructions? Like in ratatouille”

“That would be too dangerous, when you read or write, your head will come down and make me fall”

“mmmm, then how about my shoulders? I don’t think my shoulders move that much”

“Okay, let’s give it a try, anything to finish quickly”

Hanna placed Marcus on her shoulder, and Marcus crawled to her neck. She was right, he could see the math problems written in the notebook. It would help if she had bigger handwriting, but he can make it work with these.

One by one, Marcus helped his sister to solve the problems, he didn’t give her the answers but gave her hints and practical examples. He was not a genius at math but high school homework was not a challenge for a college student.

“Finally, the last 3 problems—do you think you can solve them by yourself?”

“Yes, I can do it alone.” Hanna started to solve the problems, getting really concentrated on the notebook. However, all that concentration makes her lean forward, making Marcus fall to her cleavage. He bounced and rolled a few times, finally sliding between her boobs.

Hanna felt her brother sliding on her body, she knew he fell there because of her movement but decided to tease her brother anyway, “Keep it down bro. I know I said that I don’t care for a perverted reward, but can’t you wait until I finish my homework?”

“Just take me out, you know I didn’t get here on purpose”

“Just give me a minute, I think I’m in the zone, and you are distracting me”

“Hanna! Hanna!” There was no point, Hanna was ignoring him on purpose. This time his body wasn’t pinned to her, so it wasn’t as bad as before, but seeing Hanna face from her cleavage was a sight he doesn’t want.

“(Maybe I can climb my way out?)” Climbing the clothes would be hard because the curvature was inward, so he only has her boobs as a climbing point. He could also wait for her to take him out but the smell there was somehow intoxicating.

Pondering his options, he decided waiting was the easier and least humiliating thing to do. At least he was able to move contrary to the restricted feeling in the morning, but his sister smell was driving him crazy. Being left free at her boobs with the pleasant smell was giving him a hard on. It was still a situation he could handle, but he needed to distract himself.

“Finally! That was hard, surely Miss Smith is hard on her students. How are you doing there, bro? I thought you would try to climb by yourself, but apparently you are comfy enough”

Hanna reached for her cleavage to pick Marcus up. “All that homework makes me sleepy, what do you want to do Bro? "Would you like to eat dinner or go to sleep? I know it’s still early in the afternoon but homework makes my mind go numb”

Marcus had an embarrassed expression, sitting in Hanna’s hand in a way she couldn’t find his erection. “I-I think I’m going to bed right now, can you give me a ride?”

“Okay, bro, wouldn’t you prefer sleeping her? I promise to make you the comfiest bed possible”

“No, thank you, I prefer sleeping in my room tonight.” The truth was that Marcus was horny, so he wanted to get to his room now

“okay, I’m taking you to your room”

Hanna opened her mom’s door slowly, peeking inside while she was still sleeping. She walked on her tiptoes to avoid awakening her. Her mom was asleep, her pajama upper buttons had given up a little, showing her cleavage in generous amounts, so Hanna used her free hand to cover her mom with a blanket. She took out the roof of Marcus dollhouse and whispered to him.

“Goodnight big brother. Probably I won’t see you tomorrow in the morning, but wait for me in the afternoon”

“Good night, Hanna, rest well”

Hanna gave Marcus a goodnight kiss and left Marcus in bed. She then got out of Lucy’s room and went to prepare to sleep herself.

Marcus hurried to where he had his phone placed, and he closed his curtains to prevent any light leaking outside. He was in a hurry, so he didn’t take precautions. He was hella horny, he knows that masturbating to his sister was bad, but nothing of that matters now. In his head, relieving himself was a priority. He unlocked his phone, searched for an actress with a big pair of boobs, and started fapping to the video. He wasn’t new to the new tendencies of tiny men being dominated by women, he wasn’t a fan, but right now it was what he needed.

After a little, Marcus felt that he was reaching climax, but he couldn’t cum. He was getting frustrated, it didn’t matter how hard or fast he continued, he wasn’t getting there. And he was suspicious of the cause, he needed the real thing. The events of the day were too stimulating for him.

“(Damn it, why can't I cum? Should I try calling Hanna? She said it was alright for her, so maybe... Am I really someone who would call for his sister to help him cum? And I still think I need to put new suggestions on her to make it safe, at least.)”

‘snore’

“Was that mom?” Marcus opened the curtains, looking for any movement from his mother, but he just got the greatest view of the night. Her mom cleavage was spilling out.

“That’s right. If I can’t have it big, then I’m going to aim bigger. I was already planning to hypnotize her, but I hadn’t thought too much about it. Well, better now than later”

Marcus got to his phone and searched for the song. He hid the song in his old playlist of music, knowing no one would suspect anything there. When the song started, Marcus got out of his tiny house. He then spoke without thinking again, the horniness had taken too much of him.

He saw her mom moving uncomfortably in her sleep, just like Hanna.

“Can you hear me, mom?...”

‘Snore’ her mom adjusted herself in her bed, resting face up.

“It’s working. Hear me, Lucy, you are completely submissive to your son's whims, anything he says, it’s an order for you. You can’t doubt what he says, you are his loyal servant. And, mmmm, don’t stop being the lovely mother you already are; I would hate if you suddenly lost your personality, just be as maternal as possible.”

As the music stopped, Marcus decided it was time. This was the real thing; Marcus was ready to give the orders

“mom take off your clothes, you don’t need them”

There was no response

“Lucy pick me up”

Nothing again

“Mom, wake up. Damn it, was she always this hard to wake up?”

Marcus got impatient and climbed into his mother’s bed. He walked on the pillow next to her ear.

“Mom, wake up and take off your clothes! I want to masturbate!” Marcus wasn’t paying attention to what he was saying, his frustration was already pilled, and he only wanted for immediate results. 

Marcus climbed to her face, looking down on his mother. He figured it was futile to wake her up.

“Damn it, now what?” he said, looking at his mother's lips. Maybe a repetition of what Hanna did was okay? Then he looked south, her mom's ample bosom was creating a cave. “Oh my god, I know mom has been hiding her boobs, but she is stacked. Since that incident at the shower, I knew her boobs were massive. Any other woman would take advantage of such a large breast.”

Marcus jumped from his mother's chin to her thorax. Then he sprinted while taking out his clothes. Now, between her breasts, he started to fondle as much as he could. He was getting a sense of power he hadn't felt the past year. He tried climbing her mom's left boob, but he wasn’t able to do it this time either. Are all the boobs in the world this smooth? A hypothesis he was determined to probe in the future.

He thought about using the same route that he used on Hanna, but her breasts were still covered in her pajama t-shirt. So he decided to walk to the other side, the underboob. Being there, he found her mom boob folding over her belly, spilling to the sides of her body. Even if they were firm enough to maintain their own weight while standing, the sheer size of her boobs still provoked her boobs to stack.

Marcus was in awe. He tried pushing as hard as he could be using his back, but it didn’t move an inch. It was like trying to push a truck out of the way—a soft but firm truck. He wandered alongside the shirt, being at her tummy, he had to crawl because the shirt was resting on her body. Crawling on her belly, he falls into her belly button. “Wow, that scared me a moment. Is this her belly button? Not bad for a chair, if you ask me; maybe we can try it later; it is comfy at least.”

Continuing his crawl, he finally got to the band of her pants. He tried slipping under the band, but he couldn’t. It didn’t matter how hard he tried, the band was too tight to crawl under it.

Returning the same way he came, he decided his mom's underboob was the best choice to finish his ‘job’. Marcus got to his knees, stroking as much of her boob as possible. Her mom wasn’t all that sweaty or especially smelly, but it was warm and had a fresh fragrance of shampoo, which may be from the recent bath she had. Her boobs weren’t as smooth as Hanna's, but they compensated in size. Marcus tried to rub himself along her underboob; he was definitively about to finish, and that was the best place to do so. Not only was it the warmest place to keep his naughty mischief, but it was also the best place to hide his load. Humping harder, he finally managed to finish on her mom’s boob, falling to the ground. Marcus was gasping for air. This felt definitively good—maybe not as good as the noon when his sister helped him, but it was without a doubt an experience he would repeat.

Resting next to her mom boob he observed his load. For him, it was a pretty charged one, but his mom probably wouldn’t find anything even if he left it there. Now he was pondering about just sleeping between her boobs, the chances of the events of the morning were tempting, but if Hanna entered, he wouldn’t find a way to justify why he was there. And above all, he needed to check the effects of the hypnosis before doing anything extreme. There was no other option, he walked outside of her mom's t-shirt and returned to his house.

He hoped for his hypnosis to work well this time, he didn’t dislike spending all the day with his sister, but he would prefer to be the one in charge of a change. Hanna will have to go to school tomorrow, so he had all day to review the results.

‘Knock knock’ “sweetie, time to get up”

Marcus woke up to the sound of his mother knocking on his roof. He was still in his underpants, the only clothes he wore after yesterday's madness.

“Wait, mom, don’t open the roof, I’m in boxers. Wait me a minute.” Marcus got his pants and shirt from the small plastic closet next to his bed. And while he was getting dressed, he remembered, did he masturbate over his mom's boobs last night?

“(Did I seriously crossed the line there? I must be a monster to get between mom boobs to masturbate)” For Marcus, he had already passed the point of no return.

He walked timidly outside his house, only to find his mother crotch just above his house. Marcus turned his face to the floor immediately. It was just a glimpse, but he found his mom actually took care of her pubic hair because it looked shaved. Not completely shaved, but cut to a presentable form.

 “I’m sorry! I didn't know you were changing your clothes.”

“What’s the matter, Marcus? I’m not changing my clothes; it’s just that I don’t like the feeling of wearing anything. I feel more natural like this.” Lucy kneeled in front of the nightstand, her breast lightly touching the nightstand where Marcus was standing.

Looking up, he sees his mother's breasts covering almost his entire field of vision, the sheer size of her boobs was astonishing. What captivated his face more was her nipple, the size was almost as big as his, the color was lightly brown, and the aureole was at least double his size.

“Did you find something that captivated you that much? You were always a mama’s boy, come and give me a hug, honey”

Lucy’s gently placed her hand behind Marcus, lightly moving her hand to push him in her direction. Marcus just let him be moved by his mother. His brain was practically short-circuited. He then collided with her mom areola; even if he was getting a ‘hug’ from his mother, it was not restrictive at all.

“(what happened? Did I give mom a suggestion that would turn her into an exhibitionist? I remember making the suggestion that all my orders are absolute. What happened after that? Oh, right, I ordered her to take off her clothes. She might have misunderstood me there, should I order her to put on some clothes?)

“What’s up, Marcus? Don’t you want to masturbate? I’m sure you would love mommy to help you, let me pick you up.” Lucy lifted her palm, carrying Marcus alongside.

“I know where you would like to start.” Lucy lay down on her bed, her head resting over her two pillows, giving her a complete view of her own body. She then placed Marcus between her boobs. “Everything is ready honey; you can play as much as you want”

Marcus was in a tense moment, of course, and seeing all of his mother's body made him hard. But he felt a little uncomfortable being watched masturbate by his mom.

“It’s okay, honey. Mommy is here for you. Just ask anything, and I’m going to do it right away”

Her words sounded sincere, maybe it might not be bad after all. He is finally recovering the feeling of being the one above, the one to give orders. If the opportunity is here, then he should take it. Taking off his pants, he was decided.

“Mom, can you push your boobs together? I want you to give me a titjob”

“Okay, honey, I’m going to be as gentle as possible, just relax.” Lucy put her hands on the side of her boobs, pushing them until Marcus was embraced, he pushed a little more and then a little less, the continuous repetition of this movement was stimulating Marcus at a level he had.

‘Hum hum’ “OH fuck, that’s it mom, continue as you are doing, it’s okay to push harder” ‘hum hum‘

Lucy obeyed his order, increasing the pace and adjusting the force. She continued giving Marcus the titjob of his life. Then she remembered something her colleague at her old work told her.

“A titjob is not completed without a spit,” she said. She collected her saliva in her mouth and gently let it fall, using her tongue as a guide. The spit falls right between her breasts, and the movement she was making distributed it everywhere.

For Marcus, the new slimy sensation was something that took him by surprise, but the new lubrication hit the spot. “Fuck, mom, you are doing great; push harder; I’m about to cum!”

His mom complies, pushing her boobs until Marcus was invisible, completely covered in her boobs. She is now just adjusting the strength of the titjob without letting Marcus out. That only lasted a few seconds before she felt the smallest twitch from Marcus. Taking that as a sign, she let go of her boobs. Her boobs quickly fell apart, and Marcus was glued from his back to his mom's right boob, stuck without falling down. The small threads formed from her saliva traveled between her boobs, and there was one thread with a whitish color coming from his wood.

‘Gasp’ “That was incredible, mom” ‘gasp’ “I didn’t expect the spit, but it was an incredible touch, where did you get it?”

“It's just something an old friend of mine told me a long time ago”

‘gasp’ “That friend sounds like she was a pervert, maybe we can give her a call” ‘gasp’

“She moved out of the state after my last company closed, honey, but if you want, I can ‘convince her’ to come”

“It’s a pity, well, it’s not like I don’t have some ideas by myself that I can try here”

“Whatever you wish, honey”

‘Grumbling’ “looks like all this fun emptied my stomach, can you make me breakfast?”

“Of course, honey.” Lucy picked up Marcus, who was still glued to her boob, and sat him in her hand. She then walked out of her room

“Wait, mom, are you not going to dress? "What if Hanna sees you”

“Hanna is not at home, honey, it's almost 10 a.m., so she is at school. Do you want me to dress”

“She is not home? Then it’s not necessary, continue as you are”

Arriving in the kitchen, Lucy sat Marcus on the counter

“What do you want for breakfast, honey?”

“Something simple, like cereal with milk”

“Okay, that’s going to be quick.” Lucy picked up the bowl and cereal box and served them right away. She then put the bowl before Marcus and sat behind him. While sitting, Lucy rested her boobs on the table, looming just a few inches before Marcus. She then gently picked Marcus up and got him into the bowl. Marcus was chilling, using the bowl as an improvised pool. Every piece of his favorite lucky charm was like a donut floater to him, he just clinged to one to give a bite and floated to the next one. That continued until he reached the edge of the bowl, where he rested, turning his sight to his mother's face.

She was watching him. Sitting nude on the kitchen, her boobs resting on the table like an exhibitionist and nothing of that looked strange to her, not even a concerned face. All off this was thanks to the hypnosis, with it he can do anything and no woman can stop him.

Marcus then turned his sight to his mom boobs, he was finally able to admire them in its full glory, her mom white skin accentuated the colorful nipples. “if only they were full”

“full honey? You want my boobs to be filled with milk?” that caught Marcus by surprise, did he just said it?

“sorry mom, I was just wondering what if you were lactating? Most food is hard to eat because of my size so it’s just a thought that come to my mind.”

“well, as you know women only lactate when they are pregnant or if they have a hormonal disorder”

“I know, just forget it”

“but, do you want to try it?”

“What? Are you talking about getting you pregnant?” Marcus knew it was possible to impregnate a woman after the shrinking virus. The first documented case was big news. All media covered the pregnancy of the woman that give hope to humanity against extinction –well, they said that was the reason why most of the funding to develop an cure faded. Even his aunt Karen should be at her sixth month of pregnancy after getting that rich man for herself. But get his mom pregnant, that would be taking it to far, wouldn’t it?

“no honey, I’m talking about the hormones. My company just signed with a pharmaceutical that works on medicine for men and some other things that could help them. Even as tinies, the men still have families that care about them so the adaptation of drugs to be available for men It's still business. The pharmaceutical gave me some samples when I told them I had a son at home, I thought it would be vitamins and the like but after receiving the box and reading the list there was a jar of ‘prolactin supplements’, that’s the hormone that causes woman to lactate. You are not the first to think about breast milk as substitute of a meal, its nutritious and economic.”

“so you are saying that you have those pills to make you lactate?”

“indeed, that’s what I’m asking you, do you want me to take them?”

Marcus was in a dilemma; would he make his mother change her body for him? He wasn’t sure of the answer.

“can you show me the jar before I give you a response?”

“of course honey” he saw his mother getting up and walking outside the kitchen, he then heard the streetdoor open and the sound of the car alarm unlocking.

“did she got out in her birthday suit?” Marcus was dumbfounded, does his orders take priority above all? Even above common sense? This gave Marcus the feeling that he wanted to test the limits.

Lucy returned carrying a cardboard box. She put the box at the counter and opened it, looking inside she searched for the jar

“Here is it, they sure give me some strange things, you may want to check later”

Lucy put a pink jar before Marcus, it was filled to the brim with white pills.

“are you sure they are safe? And why are there that much?”

“they are safe honey; they are CDC approved after all. And they come in big quantities because if a woman decides to start feeding their man to breastmilk it’s probably to be for the long run.”

“so there are not side effects? Is it reversible?

“not side effects that I was told honey and if a woman stops consuming the pills she should be back to normal in a few days”

“okay, let’s give it a try”

She was watching him. Sitting nude in the kitchen, her boobs resting on the table like an exhibitionist, and nothing of that looked strange to her, not even a concerned face. All of this was thanks to the hypnosis, with it, he can do anything, and no woman can stop him.

Marcus then turned his sight to his mom's boobs, and he was finally able to admire them in their full glory. Her mom's white skin accentuated the colorful nipples. “If only they were full”

“Full honey? You want my boobs to be filled with milk?” That caught Marcus by surprise, did he just say it out loud?

“Sorry, mom, I was just wondering what if you were lactating? Most food is hard to eat because of my size, so it’s just a thought that comes to my mind.”

“Well, as you know, women only lactate when they are pregnant or if they have a hormonal disorder”

“I know, just forget it”

“But, do you want to try it?”

“What? Are you talking about getting you pregnant?” Marcus knew it was possible to impregnate a woman after the shrinking virus. The first documented case was big news. All media covered the pregnancy of the woman that gave hope to humanity against extinction—well, they said that was the reason why most of the funding to develop a cure faded. Even his aunt, Karen, should be in her sixth month of pregnancy after getting that rich man for herself. But getting his mom pregnant, that would be taking it too far, wouldn’t it?

“No, honey, I’m talking about the hormones. My company just signed with a pharmaceutical company that works on medicine for men and some other things that could help them. Even as tinies, the men still have families that care about them, so the adaptation of drugs to be available for men is still business. The pharmaceutical gave me some samples when I told them I had a son at home. I thought it would be vitamins and the like, but after receiving the box and reading the list, there was a jar of ‘prolactin supplements', that’s the hormone that causes women to lactate. You are not the first to think about breast milk as a substitute for a meal, it's nutritious and economic.”

“So you are saying that you have those pills to make you lactate?”

“Indeed, that’s what I’m asking you, do you want me to take them?”

Marcus was in a dilemma: would he make his mother change her body for him? He wasn’t sure of the answer.

“Can you show me the jar before I give you a response?”

“Of course honey” he saw his mother getting up and walking outside the kitchen, he then heard the streetdoor open and the sound of the car alarm unlocking.

“Did she get out in her birthday suit?” Marcus was dumbfounded. Do his orders take priority above all else? Even above common sense? This gave Marcus the feeling that he wanted to test the limits.

Lucy returned carrying a cardboard box. She put the box on the counter and opened it. Looking inside, she searched for the jar

“Here is it; they sure give me some strange things; you may want to check later”

Lucy put a pink jar before Marcus, it was filled to the brim with white pills.

“Are you sure they are safe? And why are there that many?”

“They are safe, honey; they are CDC-approved, after all. And they come in big quantities because if a woman decides to start feeding her man breastmilk, it’s probably for the long run.”

“So there are no side effects? Is it reversible?

“There are no side effects that I was told, honey, and if a woman stops consuming the pills, she should be back to normal in a few days”

“Okay, let’s give it a try”

Marcus is reading the instructions on the instructions on the bottle label while his mother is eating the cereal. “Here it says that if you are already lactating, 1 pill a day should work, and if you are not, take 2.5 pills until you start lactating and then slightly decrease the volume until you are back at a pill a day.”

“So you take more pills when starting to accelerate the production?” Lucy said, picking up five pills in her hand.

“Something like that.” Marcus was distracted looking for any warnings or side effects to notice his mother was already taking the pills. “There don't seem to be some side effects, but we should abuse them; we should stick to the 2.5 pills a day. Here it says that it shouldn’t take more than 2 days. And we can’t reduce the amount abruptly because we can provoke a hormone imbalance”

“Oh sorry honey, I thought you were anxious about lunching milk, so I took 5 already”

“You did what? That’s double the recommended dose. What should we do?”

“Don’t worry honey, I have experience with these things, you were a heavy eater while young, so I already know a little about it”

“Are you sure this is okay?”

“I don’t think there’s something to worry about. But still, I don’t think I will produce something soon, they are pills, not magical beans”

“Forget about it, we should try to dilute the hormones in water. Go take as much water as you can.”

“Okay, honey.” Lucy picked up a cup and gulped in five cups of water. “This makes me feel like a balloon”

“Maybe we can stimulate your digestion with some exercise? Let’s go to the living room”

“As you say, honey,”

Lucy carried her son to the coffee table, then stood in front of him.

“(Fuck, I can’t even reach her knees from her, seeing her nude from here is awesome. I barely had a glimpse at her pussy in the room, but she clearly takes care of herself. And her boobs are so big and so far away, I can’t even see her face)”

“Then what should I do?”

“M-maybe try with something light, you can start with a series of squats.” Squats were not some light exercise, but Marcus bad intentions were playing a part in his decisions

Lucy started squatting, each time she got down her boobs were jumping like balloons filled with water. Marcus was standing close to the edge of the table, so from his perspective, it was like two moons falling directly at him, just to stop halfway and ascend again. But it didn’t matter how much her mom squatted down, her boobs were too far away from him. He needed to do something about it. “Mom, could you turn around?”

Lucy obeyed without responding, she didn’t have the resistance to talk while exercising. Marcus had a view of her ass. Her buttocks were enormous; they didn’t have wrinkles or were folding in strange places; they looked big and round, just like natural buttocks should look.

Each time she got down, her buttocks would separate, just enough for Marcus to take a look at what was in the middle. Lucy Anus was in sight, Marcus was not into anal but the view still makes him really hard, so hard that he started stroking his dick at the sight of his mother butthole. It was like receiving the biggest lap dance in the world. But her mom was still too far, he wanted her to be closer.

“Come on mom, you are barely trying; you are supposed to get lower; you should get closer to the floor, almost touching it”

His mom obeyed again, if that was his instruction, then she would follow them. Lucy tried getting lower with every squad, it had been a long time since she did some real exercise, so this was exhausting for her. Every time she got down her legs were aching, and every time she got up her butt was burning. How long should she continue? Until Marcus tells her to stop?

She continued squatting 5 minutes, sometimes she would lower the rhythm, but Marcus instructed her to increase it every time. She had already sweat covering all her body.

“You can do it, mom; continue as you are; we are almost there”

Marcus was now sitting and fapping uncontrollably. He was so excited to see his mother under his control. He got so distracted by his mom's ‘lapdance’ to predict what would happen next.

Lucy’s knees gave up, she felt to her butt, falling directly onto Marcus. Her butt makes a wet sound hitting the table, a sound produced from all the sweat accumulated in her arse when she hits the table. Fortunately, or unfortunately for Marcus, he ended up in the center of her buttocks, just under her anus. This was the safest place for him to be, so he was grateful, but it was the most humiliating place to be.

Lucy quickly got up and turned around to look at Marcus. He was all right. He didn’t get crushed. They never tested Marcus limits for safety measures, so she doesn’t know how much force Marcus can withstand. Most tinies are durable enough to be stepped on even while running, but she didn’t want to take a risk

“Are you okay, honey?”

“… Yes mom, I'm alright”

“Honey, can we take a moment to rest?”

“… okay mom, you can take a moment to catch your breath”

“Thank you, honey”

Marcus was a little upset—just a little more, and he would have finished, but he knew that only he was to blame. He looked for Lucy and found her lying on her back on the floor. She was breathing so hard that her boobs were getting up and down each time she exchanged the air inside her.

“Even her breathing is insanely sexy. Just how much milk would those things produce?”

‘Gasp’ “It's not for bragging, but I was able to fill two and a half baby bottles per day with only one boob, each one of 11 ounces” ‘gasp’

“Wow, is that a lot? It sounds like a lot.”

‘Gasp’ “it was a lot, like two times the normal amount. But you were the hungriest baby back then. That’s why I had to take the supplements to keep pace. The doctor said you were healthy, but I always thought you were an obese baby.” ‘gasp’

“So, what are we going to do with that much milk? There is no way I can drink that much”

 “We are going to need a pump. I always had leaking accidents, so a pump it’s a must,” said Lucy, getting up. Her legs were still trembling, like a baby reindeer walking on ice. “Should I continue, honey?”

“Yes, but it looks like you can’t stand up. Let’s try for an exercise that lets you rest your legs. Can you do crunch?”

“It has never been my strong point. I don’t think I can do more than 5.”

“Five? That’s too little. Well, you can do as many as you want.”

“Yes, honey” his mom said, getting on the floor again and starting to work. From where Marcus was standing, he found out why his mom couldn’t do more than 5 crunches, her belly was a little bulky, and her boobs got in the way.

“Why does mom make everything so erotic?”

He watched his mom trying too hard to get to the third crunch, so he decided that maybe it was too much for her. They should stop for today.

“You can leave it now mom. We shouldn’t overstretch your body”

“Okay, honey, oh god, all that exercise sure made me sweat. I need to take a shower; would you like to accompany me, honey?” Lucy made an unexpected offer, of course he would like to bathe with her, so he accepted, “Yes, let’s go to the bathroom” but Marcus was still on his abusive frenzy. Now that he has power, he wants to make use of it.

“(This is going to be her punishment for crushing me under her butt) but mom, I don’t feel like being carried on your hand” Marcus said with an evil grin.

“Then, do you want to walk to the bathroom yourself, honey?”

“No, mom, you are misunderstanding. You will carry me to the bath”

“How should I carry you then?”

“Get on four. Put your hands and knees on the floor” Marcus ordered, and Lucy obeyed. “Now turn around and get your ass right next to the table”

When Lucy ass touched the table, Marcus started to climb on Lucy until he got to her back. Marcus was using Lucy like a mount. “Now you can crawl, let’s go to the bathroom”

“Yes, honey.” Lucy crawled in the living room, each time she moved, her enormous arse would swing from side to side. Viewing from afar, this was degradation for Lucy, but Marcus didn’t care, they were alone, and he was feeling good.

Lucy reached the stairs and stopped to warn Marcus. “Honey, I’m climbing the stairs; hold on to prevent any falling.” Marcus pulled his mother's hair in her back, getting ready for any movement.

“You can climb now” Lucy obeyed and climbed the stairs. This was definitely the hardest part for Lucy. She tried climbing the stair without balancing too much, finally reaching the top, Lucy continued crawling towards the bathroom.

Now inside the bathroom, she rested on her stomach, allowing Marcus to get down by himself in a jump. But Marcus preferred the long way, we walked calmly on her back, climbed her buttocks, and continued over her thighs, walking all the way to her feet, where the slope was gentle enough for him to get down.

His mother turned on the water on the shower, and offered her hand to help Marcus get inside.

“I don’t want a shower; I prefer to fill the bathtub for a long bath” said Marcus while throwing his clothes to the floor. His mother obeyed and turned the faucet to fill the bathtub quickly. There was steam coming from the water, but it wasn’t too hot for Marcus. Lucy entered the bathtub carrying Marcus on her palm and slowly got down.

“Ufff, this is a bliss for my legs. The hot water helps me relax them after so much exercise.” Said Lucy still carrying Marcus on her palm. She lowered her hand to a point where Marcus knees were underwater, but he could still stand. He walked to the edge of her palm and jumped from there, starting to swim. Marcus swam to his mom's boobs, the only part of her body above water, aside from her face. He passed between her breasts until he finally reached shore on her thorax.

“Mom, use your arms to squeeze your boobs,” Lucy obeyed again, without idea of Marcus intentions. She slowly used her upper arm to push her boobs, creating a small pond over her cleavage.

Marcus relaxed in his new improvised bathtub. “Ahhhh, this is life. Don’t you think, mom? Finally, things are as they should be. The king of the house is back at the throne.” Before the pandemic, Marcus was used to being the man of the house, he still respected his mom's authority over him, but that didn’t mean that he hadn’t tested the limits.

“That damn virus twisted everything. I hope that they find a cure for the virus soon”

“I don’t think that’s going to happen soon, honey. They are not even looking for a cure now”

“What? Why? Isn’t this virus like the most important thing right now?”

“Well, since it was determined that making a man naturally recover his size was next to impossible, they focused their efforts on a vaccine to prevent newborn males from shrinking to prevent extinction on mankind. But as you probably know, there was a case of a woman getting pregnant with her 2-inch husband. That fact in itself demonstrated that humanity was not disappearing, just transforming. Now the government and the laws are women-made, so any financial support was progressively cut out until there was no one looking for a way to reverse the effects of the virus.”

“That can’t be? Are you saying that we are supposed to live the rest of our lives like this!?” Marcus shouted with anger in his voice. He wanted to recover his old life, not live this imitation of it.

Lucy picked Marcus up and gave him a long kiss. “Don’t worry honey, I’m going to do everything to make your life as comfortable possible”

Lucy's words helped Marcus calm down, so she put him back over her cleavage. But he still felt anger inside him. “Fuck, I need something to release my anger)”

“Is everything okay, honey?”

“(I know it’s not right, but maybe I can’t discharge over her?) Mom, let's finish our bath quickly, there is something I want to try”

Lucy and Marcus rushed their bath. Lucy dried herself with a towel and helped Marcus dry himself with a hand towel.

“Let’s return to your room”

“Okay, honey, would you like to mount me like before”

“No, I want to get this done quickly”

Lucy picked up Marcus on her palm and returned to her room.