It's 2020 in the East-coast of the US and it's been almost two months since the cult had leaked a bio weapon into Japan claiming that the end of the world should be now. People at first thought it was a joke, but then people started shrinking. At lest 20 million world wide have gone missing and 50 million have been confirmed to have shrunken. The person in most cases ends up 1/40th of there natural size and then must be cared for by family or the government.

Matthew had just turned 15 and woke up feeling like his room had become it's own stadium. He knew what had happened, but it didn't really hit him until his 16 year old sister Zoey had looked down at him in shock knowing he had been effected. For the first few weeks his mother took care of him with his three sisters mostly just checking on him to be sure he was okay. But then his 17 year old sister Emily had her own desire she craved, so she came in while he was sleeping at 1am on a Sunday night. Then she gently placed Matthew in her hand as to then quietly return into her own room.

Emily is a 5'9'' D cup high school girl that had her hair done a bright red as she didn't like her natural boring hair color. Though both of her parent's work full time jobs, she knows her dad is in love with work and put's in 12 hours days 6 day's a week not just for the money but because he hated being home. Emily knew that Matthew was a heavy sleeper but the fact he didn't wake up is a whole new level to the term sleeping like a rock.

She was happy though to look at him sleeping in her hand as she carefully turned off the lights. Emily knew what she was about to do was wrong, but that wasn't going to stop her now with how rare shrunken people in the United States currently are. They happen to be far more common in Asia due to the fact that is where the cult was from and released there doomsday shrinking bug. Emily had been yearning for the past week to play with Matthew in her mouth but had been too afraid to do so.

Now that didn't matter as they were both alone in her room and she had all the power over him. Emily sat on her bed wearing nothing but a clean white bra with a matching pair of underwear. It was hard for Emily not to just shove him inside her waiting wet mouth right this moment. But Emily held back her deep fiery urges to poke Matthew so he would be awake. He complained as he rubbed his eyes “It's a Sunday, I want to sleep Mom. Please just leave me alone for a few hours.”

Once his vision cleared away the blur after rubbing his eyes, Matthew still laying down looking up saw his sister's creamy smooth nearly flawless face with a grin that was quite wide. Her eyes were nearly bearing down on him from how intense her gaze was at at him. It was almost like when a young girl is given a cool new toy or a really good snack. Both thought's made Matthew shake slightly before he asked, “Why are you looking at me like your about to do something really bad. I know you can have a bit of a mean streak but please let me enjoy my weekend.”

Emily giggled saying “I don't care about your weekend, but mine on the other hand is what this is about. You see I really love the idea of playing with a little person in my mouth and you know how hard it is to find a person shrunk so I am going to just play with you for the night. Hope you didn't count too much on getting sleep tonight because I doubt I am going to stop until daybreak.”

Matthew then spoke nearly in shock, “You wouldn't really put me though that kind of torment would you Emily. Couldn't you just return me back to my room and forget playing with me tonight?”

Emily didn't even care to reply as she lifted him slowly into her now wide open mouth with so much of her saliva that there was a deep pool in her mouth. She slowly leaned back until she was laying her back onto the bed with Matthew dangling like stopwatch over her hot pink cavern lined with teeth so shinny they nearly glowed off the moon light coming in though the bedroom window. Then from Emily's bowls what started as a short groan turned into a long growl that nearly stopped twice before starting up again. Matthew then screamed “Please let me go, I don't want to play this game with your mouth.”

Emily smiled with a gulp to then say while she still held him over her face “I forgot to get a snack tonight, oh well you should taste very good little bro................ Just kidding though I am still putting you in my mouth, as I have been keeping it very clean just for you. I mean do you know how much of a pain it is to thoroughly brush them after every time I eat and then brush them twice before bed. To think I have been working so hard the last two weeks to keep my mouth extra clean and you still don't want to play with me.”

Matthew could smell the overpowering mint toothpaste she must had used not long before picking him up from his room. Emily had always practiced good dental hygiene but it seemed looking at her perfect teeth that she had managed to remove every last flaw as there was not one speck of food even at his size he could see in her mouth. He would be impressed, but his fear of going in her mouth controlled his mind as he then said nearly crying “I hate it when you make such cruel jokes, as being eaten isn't funny at all. Also being a toy for your mouth isn't cool sis, not cool at all so just I beg you to stop this.”

Emily gave Matthew a wink with her brown left eye before gently placing him deep in her mouth. Her hand was no were to be found as Matthew found himself in her wet maw with only slightly parted lips to bring in just a touch of the moon's light in. The last of the light quickly was no more as her lips sealed shut with Emily now moaning thinking (What an interesting taste, I am so going to do this tomorrow night. I wonder how long I can suck on him for.)

Matthew now just screamed as Emily's tongue forced Matthew to the roof of her mouth. She randomly moved him around just to see what she enjoyed best and then she settled for rubbing him side to side with her tongue in spite of his kicking and faint screams for help. Emily rolled him around for a few more seconds before opening her mouth to give him a breath of fresh air. Matthew had never been more thankful in his life for fresh air than this moment as he took every deep breath in he could not even able to speak. Her saliva was like a coating of slime all over his body that was naked due to the fact his mom hasn't bought tiny underwear yet so he has been sleeping without his makeshift shirt and pants. Some of her saliva dripped from her bottom lip onto her bare neck while her stomach growled again protesting the fact it's been hollow for so long.

Matthew felt himself naturally sliding down her tongue with Emily being on her back provided the slick surface the force of gravity to move him. He tried to grab on to one of her teeth but they were so smooth and wet that his hands couldn't grip them. Her moist hot breath kept washing over him with every exhale Emily took, to his embarrassment it was becoming intoxicating with the sweet smell of mint overwhelming his senses. But the fact he was getting ever closer to the entrance to Emily's throat kept him solely focused on not falling in there as it might just seal his fate if he let her swallow him.

Emily now feeling her crouch getting wet thought (This is so wrong, but it feels so very right. I am about to go insane. I almost want to feel him in my belly but I can't quite be that selfish. He is my brother after all so I won't just kill him. I love how he tastes and feels while managing to electrify my nerve ending's all at the same time. I am going to come so much tonight as this bliss is so much more thrilling than I dreamed it was going to be. This much power over him is truly intoxicating as I hold his very life in my mouth and could just gulp him down like a chunk of food. He is in for a ride now though, I hope I don't swallow him by mistake during this next part.)

Just when Matthew was catching all of his breath and was going to speak Emily shut her lips once more and moved her hand toward the split in between her legs. Emily didn't care if Matthew liked being a toy, she just wanted to masturbate until she had worn herself out. Matthew was being sucked hard on while trapped in total darkness. He again struggled to wiggle out of her powerful maw that was nearly drowning him in her fluids, but to no use as it only expounded her moans while she pleasured herself.

Unknown to Emily and Matthew their oldest sister Alison was going to the kitchen for a late night snack. She is a slightly underweight 18 year old with a B cup bra that keeps her dark brown hair short unlike her younger sisters that let it grow out quite a bit. Though now in 12th grade her figure at times makes her look younger being that she is only 5'1'' and is teased by her taller younger sisters at times for being shorter.

Alison knew the sound she was hearing from Emily's room, she was really starting to sound all worked up as the moans were nearly being screamed out at this point. Matthew felt like his ears were going to pop as her moans got ever more intense coming from the back of her throat. At last she opened her mouth once more to let out a moan that was nearly a scream from the final bit of work before she pulled her fingers out while she came. Alison did think for a moment of opening the door just to mess with Emily but knew every girl needs her own time so she kept going on her way to get food. On the way back Alison thought of checking on Matthew but choose to just go back into her bedroom being glad the three of them now have there own bedrooms remembering how much it sucked when they all shared a room while Matthew always got his own bedroom.

Emily then pulled Matthew out of her mouth and said with a smile “You are such a good toy bro, I haven't felt a climax like that ever. I guess it's clear by now I have a fetish for this kind of thing. It's not that I like you, but that your the only tiny human I can play with so if you tell anyone I will make a meal out of you. Do you understand that or will I need to show you what you will be inside if you talk about what I did to you.”

Matthew then shaking mostly in shock says “I-I won't tell because I know your not kidding. Now can I go to sleep Emily, I feel like I have been run over by a truck and can't do anymore.”

Emily then with an open smile reply's in a slightly dark tone “I wasn't joking when I said I would keep you up all night, because I want to climax a few more times and I really enjoy just having you inside me. Even if your spent I can still suck on you and play games with your body while your in my mouth.”

Matthew's hope that she would let him rest tonight had officially died a painful death as she then played with his body in her open mouth while sitting up right. He started to cry as minutes had turned into hours before she pulled him out of her mouth and put him on her bra to rest at 4am. For this time his mind began to drift as even though this was painful her minty sent still strongly covered him as he was soaked in her spit. Matthew now tired nearly thoughtless and hoping for anything to buy time said “I am hungry, how about we take a snack break.”

Emily heard his faint voice and her eyes then lit up like a Christmas tree as ideas rushed though her mind. That and her stomach had been growling a lot for the past hour. In fact it was growling even now as it seemed to demand that she feed herself right now. Emily replied chipper “Sure because boy I am starving and I will get to tease you some more.”

Matthew was placed on Emily's nightstand with the light turned on. It was kind of bright but his eye's adjusted to the sudden change in lighting fairly quickly. Matthew didn't know what Emily meant by more teasing but didn't like the sound of it. One thing he did know is that every muscle in his body felt like bricks. To his shame he was so thirsty that he had drank part of Emily's saliva intentionally while in her mouth and even worse the scent of it kept him slightly turned on. He couldn't help but to think Emily had at last gone insane, yet Matthew also wondered if he was losing his mind for feeling even slightly turned on by Emily.

Matthew didn't want to think about it, but after this he knew Zoey would want time alone with him. The one time she was alone with him after shrinking something seemed off. Matthew couldn't put his finger on it but the way she was teasing him was like a girl that lightly flirted at a random guy. Maybe this was the case before but Matthew didn't catch it until Zoey's face took up more than a house from his point of view. Now Matthew thought about last year before he had shrunk that Zoey's first boy friend had dumped her, sending a text message calling her a used white trash coin slot. Matthew remembered he was the first one she told after a crying embrace. He was so close to walking right up to the dude in school and punching him in the face, but he instead got up in the face of her ex and said “Lets have a street fight after school in the woods. I am going to plaster your ass and the only color you will know is red.”

What Zoey's ex boyfriend didn't know is that Matthew's father used to be part of a hardcore biker gang and showed him how to fight. So Matthew did beat him with his fist to the ground, but this guy in his mind needed to pay with blood. Matthew had brought a bat he then used to beat Zoey's limping ex Boyfriend with until he begged, “I will take her back or anything you want just please don't do this!”

A long story short Matthew made sure Zoey's ex boyfriend learned how to respect girl's and out of fear the case wasn't reported to the cops. Matthew can't help but to miss the days when he could live a normal life and beat some punks up that picked on the helpless and weak. He knew that there were stronger guy's at school but in a fight not many could beat him. But those days are now behind him unless the government finds a cure and can grow him back.

Matthews train of thought ended once Emily came back into the room with a bag of chocolate kisses where Matthew was waiting on the nightstand hoping that she will calm down. She carefully placed the bag next to him and said, “We are going to play a new game with you in my mouth. I am staving and I want you to share my food as you must be hungry as well. First you are going to watch me eat a few of the chocolate kisses, then you will get to eat part of one but you must eat it in my mouth and then crawl out of my mouth before I put the next one in or I will swallow you. Doesn't this sound like a fun game, I hope so because like it or not I am going to make you watch now.”

Matthew then got a very close up view of Emily's clean open maw as she dropped the first chocolate kiss on her tongue, it started melting slowly with the heat of her breath washing over the sweet milk chocolate candy now resting in her open mouth. Emily had put him nearly less than 6 inches away from her mouth as she held Matthew in her free open palm. Her wet tongue then played with the still mostly solid chocolate keeping her jaw open for Matthew to see her tongue playing with Emily's latest snack. It made him feel hotly uncomfortable to think that is what she had been doing to him for most of the night but at lest for now he had rest.

Just as the unfolding candy mouth play oddly sent warm melting shivers though Matthews body, Emily at last used her walls of white teeth glistering with her saliva to crush the chocolate kiss into a mush pile. After watching the chocolate candy getting blasted into a gushy almost gel like mess, Matthew felt Emily's hand slowly place him ever closer to an extending pink organic platform stained with brown spots with the chocolate mound near the tip of her tongue. Matthew then nearly yelling spoke, “ Please every part of my body is worn down and out. I beg of you to call it a night already so I can finally sleep!”

Just when he thought Emily was going to plop him onto her tongue it retracted slowly before she sealed her lips shut. Matthew then was bought down from Emily's face to only get gently plastered by her hand holding him to her neck. Now with his face making firm contact with his sisters seemly car sized neck a loud gulp could be heard along with the feeling of a large though temporary protrusion coming from the flesh he was being pressed against. Matthew knew Emily had just swallowed the chocolate candy with that powerful throat of hers and couldn't help but to feel a strange excitement wash over him while rational fear ran chills down his spine knowing she could just as easily done that to him.

Emily then carried Matthew's tiny body away from her neck and hanged him over her wide open mouth as she on her back threw two more chocolate candies into the pink cave now painted with brown spots from the last candy that had entered. Her teeth cracked down harder this time as Emily was ruthless in how quickly she sent the candy down her throat after having demolished it inside her mouth. Being dangled between Emily's index finger and thumb while she licked her lips slowly sent chills down Matthew's spine. This feeling of exposure had cut though his last string of composure as Matthew said shaking, “Please don't hold me this way, it makes me feel sick.”

Emily winked before saying, “Oh I didn't know that you were ready to go in already.”

Matthew knew he had made a huge mistake as he felt the pit of his stomach rise due to Emily's soft hand that hanged him over her mouth lowering him quickly into a wet pink cavern made of flesh and bones ready to smash anything that dares enter. The hot pink slippery snake extended outwards onto her bottom lip ready to welcome him as he was then dropped onto the surface that retracted quickly into the warm intoxicating cave dripping with saliva strands. Matthew once inside his sister's mouth felt her breath push out when her lung's exhaled hot chocolate flavored air and pull in cool winds when she inhaled. The steep incline made holding onto anything an impossibility for Matthew as he sank deeper inside the deadly oral digestive track toward the entrance of the tube that forces contents down into a muscle sack of acid to be dissolved over the course of several hours.

Just as he began to slide into the entrance of Emily's throat, she propped her head up on a pillow and for a moment leaned forward before tilting her head back to a mostly level position. Matthew had his moments of terror flash before his eyes in the dark maw seeing her open waiting throat nearly welcome him down before being flung forward onto the tip of Emily's tongue face first. Matthew afraid out of his mind reached for her teeth trying to make his way out of his sister's organic death trap before anything else happened. The boom of his sisters loud giggle at his plight nearly had Matthew's ears drowning in pain as he rolled around on her tongue.

Emily's lips parted wide as her hand guided the small chocolate candy toward the gaping abyss Matthew was trapped in. Once Matthew tried again to exit the wet heated maw when her fingers holding the melting chocolate candy greeted him only to push his body back deep within her pink slippery cave. Then just as Matthew thought thing's couldn't descend into more chaos, Emily used her tongue to push his body along with the chocolate candy against the hard plate at the roof of her mouth. It was almost like her tongue was feeling him up as it rocked from side to side while still firmly pressing him against the hard roof of the dark cave dripping with built up unswallowed saliva.

Matthew felt like Emily's saliva glands must be working overtime to produce such a thick pool of liquid inside the drenched pit that enclosed him in total darkness after her lips sealed shut. After holding him in place for what seemed like one really long painful moment, Emily released her firmly pressing tongue from pinning Matthew to the roof of her mouth. With his face planted in the greatly melted chocolate that at this point mixed well with the saliva Emily carefully swallowed some of her own spit that had itched the back of her throat. Even this small motion and the sound of his sisters small gulp had Matthew on edge as he gasped for air desperately only to take in hot heavy moist breath slowly pouring in from Emily's throat. 

Having remembered what Emily said this game was, Matthew took a shameless bite of the chocolate that was now thoroughly mixed with her saliva. Matthew actually quickly ate a number of mouthful's due to how staved he was despite gulping down large amount's of Emily's excess saliva. Due to the fact with her lips sealed it was pitch black dark, Matthew found it challenging to discover the best path out of this living damp jailhouse he was thrown in. Just as he stuck his arm though what seemed to be the soft space between her lips the lump covered surface below him began to gently push him upwards. Matthew wasn't going to give up that easily however as he used his arm to grip unto one of her smooth teeth as the tongue below him began to rub against him upward and then downwards in a repeating slick motion.

Oddly Emily's teasing tongue felt extremely erotic as it seemed to play with him a little despite the absolute terror that ran though Matthews mind just fighting his way out of the nightmarish pick wet craven with it's own smooth seductive dragon to boot. Matthew couldn't help but to rejoice once the struggle to push his head between his sisters soft plushy lips using one of her teeth as a platform had finally yielded result's allowing him to take in cool fresh unmolested air into his lungs. Wasting no time, Matthew climbed with all the force he could gather out of the steamy enclosed wall of teeth and wet flesh falling into his sisters waiting hand. 

The first thing Matthew heard was a hollow deep rumble from below that was shortly followed by a loud gulp traced by Emily's index finger down her neck with her giggling as she said, “If you didn't climb out when you did I would have been tracing you down my throat with that chocolate candy I just swallowed. I mean it took you so long to wiggle your way out that I thought you wanted a personal tour of my stomach.” 

Matthew couldn't help wondering fearfully if Emily would really eat him seeing how much she enjoys playing with him inside her mouth. The thought drifted away as he could barely stand almost bending under the weight of his own aching muscles while he said softly in pain still catching his breath coughing, “Your mouth is a living nightmare that beat the shit out of me. The last thing on my mind was a visit inside your gross stomach when dealing with the darkness and moving tongue trying to force me down your gullet.”

Emily after shoving more Chocolate candy into her hungry maw speaks while chewing, “I wasn't planning on swallowing you, but I was really tempted the last time I had you inside my mouth. One day If your not careful with all the teasing you have done to me, I might just need to do it for real and have you living in my belly.” 

Matthew couldn't help saying the first thing that came to mind as he replied, “Please don't talk like that Emily, it's just weird.”

Emily then after swallowing the candy replied sharply, “It's not like I was joking, I really do want to feel you slide down my throat right into my stomach alive and kicking. Also if I ever swallow you expect your stay in my stomach to be permanent and final.”

Matthew could tell he offended her as it defined her tone of voice and her glaring eyes tracked him intently watching his body movements as he said with terror melting though his tone, “That stuff just scares me is all, I know that for reasons not understood by me that this is something you enjoy very much so I shouldn't have called it weird. I just ask that whenever the urge to swallow me comes to mind that you send it packing as I really don't want to die even if it's inside a cute girl.”

Emily took a moment before speaking in a much more controlled soft tone to say, “My urges can be controlled, but if you call my fetish weird again it's a slippery ride down my gullet for you Matthew.”

Matthew struggling to keep his eyes open asked sitting in Emily's hand, “Can you please allow me sleep in my bed now, because I am about ready to pass out.”

Emily changed her underwear after putting Matthew on the nightstand and said, “My legs are about spent after getting so worked up so I will carry you back to your room for being such a good mouth toy.”

Matthew despite having just seen his hot older sister strip and change into fresh underwear still detested being called her mouth toy. Matthew was so purely drained of energy that he was just glad Emily had at last agreed to let him sleep. Emily then picked Matthew back up and pressed him gently against her left breast. She then said with pity in her tone, “I know my desires aren't fair to you, but next time I will try to be nicer.”

Emily then getting out of her bedroom carried Matthew in her hands as she walked down the hallway. Though she didn't know what time it was, with just a tad of sun light peering though the windows it was clearly in the all night category that they had spent together. The restless night seemed to really take it's toll on Matthew due to him falling asleep in Emily's hand before she even stepped into his bedroom. The passing thought that she could just keep him in her room for the rest of what was left of the night crossed Emily's mind to be quickly dismissed as she gently placed Matthew in his tiny bed on the nightstand in his room.

It was far past noon when Matthew had awoken sore with a spitting headache. Looking at the clock on his wall that now seemed bigger than a house he knew his sisters would be home from school soon. It also had him wondering how Emily could stay up that late and still function in school. It's not like that she ever needed much sleep often making it throughout the day on less than 5 hours per night but still Matthew knew she had to feel like garbage after tormenting him all night.

The more pressing matter to Matthew was his fear of what Emily might do if she takes her playful games to far. Worse than that he believed Emily wasn't kidding in the slightest to expect being digested alive if she swallowed him. Even though Emily kept her mouth clean and minty fresh Matthew knew her stomach would reek and burn the flesh right off his bones if the unthinkable really did happen. This fact really began to sink in as he hoped Zoey would visit him to possibility shield him from Emily indulging on him again tonight.

When his sisters came home from school Zoey seemed nervous when she entered his room. Matthew couldn't help feeling uneasy when she locked the door behind her as it made a loud click once she twisted the nob into the correct position. Her voice felt like it had broken the sound barrier to Matthew as she said aimlessly very clearly agitated, “That bitch of teacher wouldn't let me use the restroom during class. Then I lost the mood and now I feel like shit because I nearly soaked my panties.”

This was the first time Matthew had seen something get under Zoey's skin this much. Then again not allowing her to use the restroom was outrageous. After calming down Zoey lowered herself down to Matthew at eye level as she then said to him softly, “I just needed to vent some as my day has been the worst. Now though I want something else.”

Before he could guess what Zoey was talking about Matthew was captured by the swift movement of her large hand. In Zoey's careful soft grip Matthew becoming confused asks, “Why did you just grab me without asking?”

A large grin lifted from the bitter frown Zoey had moments ago as she said giggling, “Because I can and wanted to hold you silly.”

This left Matthew uneasy seeing how much Zoey was starting to enjoy her power over him as he was slowly being put on his old normal sized bed he used to sleep in only weeks ago before he had been shrunken. What he saw with his unbelieving eyes next was Zoey move her hands over the button on her pants. Watching from the bed in awe at Zoey's towering figure as her pant's dropped to the ground while she lifted her shirt upwards exposing her flat stomach and black bra. What really had Matthews eyes fixated however was the dark obsidian colored fabric protecting the space between her legs from being seen.

Matthew would be lying his ass off if he dared to say this situation wasn't really hot, but still this titanic girl that was striping before him was still his sister. After removing her bra Zoey dropped it next to Matthew standing on his bed now staring unashamed at the naked sight before him in wonder. Laughing Zoey chuckled, “Seems like you are really enjoying the view down there little pervert. Not that I am any better as my underwear is getting wetter by the second.”

The scent coming from Zoey's freshly discarded massive bra was becoming intoxicating to Matthew as he took in the sweet adrenaline pumping smell washing over him. The moment Matthew had secretly been waiting for came as her long fingers griped the black fabric tucking around her hips. Slowly she slid them lower until the exposed slit between her legs could be seen clearly. Looking at the wet hot pink folds of flesh easily able to swallow his whole body whole Matthew remarked, “Just damn, that is a huge pussy.”

Zoey looked upon her tiny helpless perverted brother with a powerfully lustful stare as she said laughing, “Well in just a moment your getting a very personal deep tour of what it looks like up close.”

Those last words sent chills down his spine starting to realize the kind of danger he would be facing if she actually were to use him to feed her desire to masturbate. As he watched her climb onto the firm mattress that to him was a massive landscape Matthew hoped she wasn't really going to shove him deep within her the way she had implied. Her movement's flexed the surface below him as the springs supporting the mattress flexed to his sisters weight while she laid down into a position with her legs parted. For a moment he thought for sure this would cause him to fall flat on his face onto the soft blanket, but by mere luck he shifted his footing just right to keep standing.

Looking up across the curvy colossal figure resting upon his bed Matthew could see Zoey's wide grin followed by giant warm fingers ensnaring him as they enclosed around his tiny body. Nearly in a mindless panic he tried to fight the indefinite strength of her grip greatly afraid of being consumed by his sisters wet soft waiting pussy. Before making contact with this very sensitive and needy opening Zoey trying to reassure him spoke, “It will be fun, I promise.”

Matthew felt like his person was about to be completely violated and couldn't take even the slightest bit of a silver lining about the fact he is being reduced to being nothing more than a sex toy to give his hot blonde sister an orgasm. The light of the world shut off once he found himself head first into the wet pink folds of flesh eager to take him in as her finger briskly shoved him in. His terror fueled struggles only tickled the tender highly sensitive walls of enveloping flesh as Zoey started using her fingers to stroke herself loving the experience of having his one inch tall body squirm inside her.

This massive hot wet organic tube that he was lodged within began contracting in spasms harshly upon his body in reaction to his movement's rubbing against the walls of her genital tract. To Matthew this was quickly becoming life threatening as he coughed up the clear fluid quickly building up around him unable to find air to take into his lungs. Zoey unaware of the level of suffering she is inflicting started to push him as deep inside of her as she could muster trying to reach a satisfying climax.

The little air Matthew had found was being taken away from him as his sisters massive finger had thrust him deeper into the excited stimulated pulsating pussy. His screams for mercy were only met by hearing the loud though muffed sound of Zoey moaning as she kept working herself up. He feared she might not even be able to pull him back out at this point as he felt the strength begin to drain from his body.

Zoey loved how Matthew's unpredictable struggles tickled her from the inside as she became much more aggressive with speeding into and out of her sex with her fingers. She had his whole tiny body subjugated by her pussy and was in a state of nearly necrotic wet bliss as she felt him start hitting the G spot. At this point part of her wanted it to last longer, but Zoey's mind was bleeding out into a blank abyss that demanded she finish herself off right this moment.

Zoey had told herself she wouldn't be loud, but not only was she nearly screaming her moans she also said spontaneously, “Damn........ this is fucking heaven!”

What Matthew feared most reverberated though his body hearing her claim she was going to climax. His throes of screaming agony from the sudden massive contraction of the wet smooth oozing walls encapsulating him were wholly drowned out from Zoey's last blissful moan. A river of sticky hot liquid soon railroaded him as it engulfed his body. He left unable to scream in the hot wet dark abyss couldn't believe that a pussy could actually literary kill him just by assuming it's natural function.

Just as Matthew felt his struggle coming to an end he felt something poking him. It was her massive finger digging in to fish him out. He felt his back being compressed against the slick wall of flesh below him. Hope soon returned as before he knew it daylight became blinding. At last he was out of her wet hot hell hole, Matthew thought to himself taking deep greedy breathes.

Then he heard Zoey's voice with a tone clearly slowed down by having just come, “Let me....... clean you off........ Matthew.”

Just as Matthew was about to indulge in how grateful he was that ordeal ended he found himself being lifted toward his sister's face. Her lips parted quickly unrolling a wet slick pink snake that seemed quite happy to see him. Seeing her massive blue orb shut momentarily with clear intent behind it sent chills down his spine.

“Oh no you..........” Before finishing his complaint Matthew felt her fingers release him as he found himself placed upon her tongue. Meekly he finished his complaint, “D-don't”

Fear kept him from saying another word as he sat near the tip of Zoey's tongue, gazing into the shadowy abyss detailed with a nice set of fit and finished row of teeth cleaned thoroughly of any noticeable debris. This hit far too close to what had happened last night with Emily in his book. Even if she wasn't tempted to eat him, he still wasn't just going to let it happen.

Before he could climb off onto her lips his sister drew his body into her mouth. The steep angle of her tongue made his entrance into her mouth highly dangerous knowing how easily he could slide all the way down. The slick bumpy surface below him provided gravity plenty of assistance as Matthew screamed at his sister to let him out before being sealed in darkness.

Zoey enjoyed her causal toying around as she began sucking on his body while being mindful of how easily she could mistakenly swallow him while laying on her back on the bed. It was embarrassing for a moment to her thinking about how Matthew nearly reached the entrance of her throat due to how quickly he slid downwards. Giggling she thought how lucky he was to have her as a sister that she didn't decide he would be a nice snack.

Clawing blindly in the darkness Matthew involuntarily taking the warm saliva down his nostrils and throat, tried to scream begging for his life as he honestly started to believe Zoey might swallow him. But his cries were only met with Zoey's booming giggles as she became amused at his plight struggling pointlessly to escape from her mouth.

After hearing his sister moan a while longer enjoying his favor light soon flooded the pink cavern as her lips parted. Before he processed what was going on she had plucked him out of her watery mouth. Hearing a loud gulp as she took care of the saliva that had started to irritate the back of her throat made Matthew feel ill remembering what Emily told him last night about swallowing him alive.

“All cleaned up bro!” Zoey's voice boomed seemingly proud of having used her tongue to torment her brother.

Matthew was irate at this point, Emily used him as her personal pussy slave and then Zoey used him as a mouth toy. He didn't care what happened to him next at this point, he was going to speak his mind if it was the last thing he did.

“That was hell Zoey! I can't have both you and Emily tormenting me like this!” Matthew exclaimed in blind anger.

The smile on Zoey's face faded as she questioned, “Emily shoved you........ in her pussy?”

Matthew shaking in both fear and resentment replied, “Well no, but she kept me in her mouth most of last night and I never want to experience that again.”

Blinking with a giggle she then purred, “Sorry you didn't think it was fun tiny bro, but I bet your bottom dollar you want to feel my nipple.”

Those words sent chills down his spine, because deep down Matthew did see Zoey's rack as one of her highlight features. Though at his size one of her hill sized breast could crush him like he was nothing more than an ant. A terrifying thought to be sure that momentarily entered his mind. However the word soft kept echoing in his mind as the temptation to say yes was nearly getting the better of him. Shaking his head to beat any lustful thought out of his brain Matthew shuddering pronounced, “No...NO....I D-don't!”

“Oh is that right........little bro.” Zoey teased while dangling him over her chest. Then to drive her point home she remarked, “Well I guess something else must be getting that second head standing up then.”

Matthew gulped knowing his reactions were impossible to hide at this point. He had tried to humor his attraction to her body away earlier when she first stripped, but humor served no use to him now as his mind clouded. Tightening his fist while thrashing to break free of Zoey's hold on him he started to speak.

“For fuck's sake cut it out, I am still your brother! It was funny at first but this has gotten fucked up. Real fucked up Zoey.” Matthew drawing from his anger to speak responded.

Suddenly he was driven into the soft mound of Zoey's flesh. Matthew squirmed trying to break free of Zoey's finger now pressing him against the smooth soft surface just below her nimble. Then he heard her voice boom as she cooed, “Fucked up? Oh you mean like when you screwed my brain out when giving my womanhood such tender love. I mean you wiggled so much in there that I lost my mind.”

Steaming in a boiling anger Matthew gasping for breath as he pulled his face up from the breast he was being pressed into yelled, “Are you even fucking hearing me right now, I don't want this Zoey!”

“Well until you release on my nipple I won't let you go.” Zoey giggled seemly finding amusement in her brother's weak feeble struggle under her finger.

He planned on resisting, but then felt a stirring arousal as her finger gently pushed him up and down upon the giant nipple. Matthew's will was shattering as he heated and trembled with desire. His struggles soon ended as he gave in to his primal urges that soon controlled every thought that entered his mind.

Zoey giggled as she felt Matthew's tiny tongue at last lick her erect nipple. Knowing he no longer needed assistance she lifted her finger from his back, allowing him to begin humping the hill of soft tender flesh all on his own.

Matthew hearing his sister's booming giggles was fully engrossed exercising and indulging in the feel of her smooth emasculate hill sized mound. Even at normal size her C cup was a sight to behold, but at his current height they were truly massive and impossible to resist as he kept feverishly rubbing himself against her large hardening nipple.

The massive pillow of soft creamy flesh of her breast was fast becoming all his mind could think about as the last of his mind melted in a sea of overwhelming ecstasy driven euphoria. The massive world around him seemed to fade into the background of his mind as he drew ever closer to a blissful all numbing peak. That peak upon the mountainous range of his monument of a sister was rising and falling with each breath she took. Matthew a infinitesimal being compared to her suddenly burst into to his climax panting as he fell prey to exhaustion.

Being picked up by Zoey's massive fingers that pinched his sides he hoped she was satisfied. Being dangled over her resting head featuring her wide blue eye's and wet moist lips he finally moaned, “Please let me go........I've had enough Zoey.”

“Okay little bro, I'll put you down somewhere wet and hot.” She cooed before widely opening her smooth wet maw that puffed out a hot breath of minty air upon him.

“NO! MY GOD NO!” Matthew mindlessly kicked and screamed

Frowning Zoey moved him away from her lips and pouded, “Jesus Matthew! I would never actually hurt you.”

Being carried over to the night stand and placed upon it's surface Matthew still was angry, but spoke carefully as he said, “I know you wouldn't want to kill me, but I am not a toy and I hate being treated like one.”

“That look on your face when you came on my beast said otherwise.” Zoey smirked before opening the door and exiting the room.

Having watched his blonde sister leave dumbfounded Matthew as he struggled to comprehend the possible reasons this all is even happening in the first place. Unable to stand upon his worn out legs that trembled now with weakness he went over to the little bed his mother got for him. Soon falling into rough makeshift bedding he felt his eye's flickering shut as his pounding head dropped the last brick like spike of pain sending him into dream world.

Coming slowly into consciousness Matthew groaned as a strong odor awoke him just enough from his deep nap to pout, “Damn it...... Alison your feet reek!”

A loud thundering giggle reverberated though Matthew as his eye's cracked open. Unable to move his arms as pressure seemed to impair his whole body from the chest down to the carpet flooring beneath him. Pinned under damp gray fur of the massive sock enveloping him that housed a fit giant foot attached to Alison's fit tight leg. His throat dried up and he nearly panicked in trying to break free as he coughed in reaction to vile wave of her sweaty putrid heat.

Despite being unable to see her face Alison's overwhelming scent and booming voice were unmistakable as he heard her speak, “Time to wake up and service your goddess, tiny pathetic slave.”

Matthew knew she could be cruel at times, but did this shrinking bug actually convince her he was that much beneath her. To be nothing more than a slave. To summit to her as cave men would an alien being. He shuddered at the thought of it all as he yelled, “Just get your damn stinking feet off me!”

Hunching over her fit nimble thin frame Alison stared down at the little boy that dared question her dominance. Pitching her toes into her foot she dug into Matthews body enjoying his screams for help as she then gave a wide grin while she resounded, “I really loved shoving my feet into your face in the morning when we were kids. Now though, it's just SO much better being the big sister that can make you inhale my horrifying gym sweat all day.”

Having her huge sock covered toes cramming damp smelly gray fabric down upon him was a suffocating nightmare. Matthew unable to put up a fight wondered if the mounting pressure or lack of air caused by the engulfing sweat moisturized fabric was going to end his pathetic existence first. Just when it seemed like the end, his nerve endings halted firing signals of horrifying pain. After feeling the overbearing pressure subside as the massive foot lifted up. He panted with fear, with the chilling reality that she could have just as easily crushed him into a mere tiny bloody smear upon the face of the floor.

“You C-CAN'T really think of me......as a slave.” Matthew shuddered as he felt a rotting pit in his stomach turn over from the putrid overpowering wave of heat from Alison's foot.

With a parting grin Alison wiggled her toes and leaned down so her smooth face could encompass his view. Raising her brow and sticking her tongue out just for a moment to moisten her lips she replied, “But a microscopic pussy like you clearly was meant to be my foot slave. I mean what girl would even want you now as anything more than a toy at best. Really little bro, allowing those pathetic enough that they succumb to the shrinking virus to live is far more mercy than they deserve.”

This just couldn't be happening Matthew thought. She couldn't actually believe his life was this worthless. Words refused to come forth as he failed to process this. That Alison his own sister could ever actually believe what she just said. Even so she nailed one thing down, Matthew couldn't imagine having a girlfriend that wouldn't see him as merely a cute little toy if he was lucky. Actual mutual respect in a relationship with a normal size woman surely was nothing short of an impossibility now.

Coming back into focus in knowing he wasn't just going to accept being enslaved he yelled, “I am still a human being DAMN IT! I HAVE RIGHTS YOU DAMN THOT!”

Alison's grin faded as her teeth locked together and she taunted, “Guess you must be an ass man then little shit stain.”

Her right foot then pinned Matthew once more as he cried for help. She enjoyed every moment of using her hand to pull him out while kicking and screaming between her fingers. Bringing herself to stand she looked over her tiny brother with disgust as she used her free hand to pry open her tight blue torn shorts. Before shoving him into the rearward folds of her green panties she giggled and proceed in glee as she teased, “Next time you dare speak, use words of greater respect. Oh and bro, I forgot to wipe my ass when I took a shit today. So good luck with that slave.”

Hung up high next to Alison's back covered in a sweat stained light green top Matthew pleaded, begged and ranted to be forgiven as he gazed down into the dark abyss of her shorts. His screams of desperation went unanswered as the massive fingers pinching his sides shoved him into the hot smelly cheeks of flesh. Then with a snap his ears were deafened by the elastic in her clothing returning to form.

He was trapped between the tight soft fabric and her firm hot flesh with crusty brown smears plastered upon them. Matthew was on the verge of puking as his face rubbed against a clump of her old shit. Without a doubt she really wasn't joking about not properly cleaning this foul hell hole. With watering eyes from the onset of the putrid smell overrunning any semblance of fresh air, he in a frantic attempt to escape clawed around while getting brown gunk under his finger nails.

Placing her hand over her grumbling tight fit stomach Alison walked out of her bedroom with a smirk painted all over her face. As she passed her mother just coming in from work she nearly laughed knowing her little brother was trapped in her panties right up against her tight firm butt cheeks. Grabbing a cup of water with ice and pondering a snack she looked over to her mom and asked, “Hey Mom, running track was a bear today and I'm starved. So did we run out of bananas or something that isn't junk food for a snack?”

“Always the heath nut child, aren't you dear.” Her mom joked before coming over toward the fridge and pulling out a box of raisins with a smile to answer, “Well we have raisins or if that doesn't work I think there might be a banana left on the counter.”

Before getting drawn into a long dull conversation involving nagging or the news Alison quickly grabbed the box of raisins and made a swift bee line for her room upon thanking her mother. Plumping herself down into the chair at her desk in her room she felt Matthew's pitiful struggle under her. She knew this had to be hell and made sure to rub it in good as she shifted her butt cheeks side to side.

Inside the cramped putrid inferno of his sister's ass Matthew was engulfed now by her butt cheeks as her weight had caused him to be swallowed up. His face was far closer to her dirty massive anal canal than he ever thought possbile. Nothing but darkness, overpowering rotten foul odors and sweltering heat acompanyed him in this revolting abode of her tight ass.

This situation to him was nothing short of a radioactive dumper fire. He needed out of this place and to never endure this horror, shame and humiliation ever again. Matthew would sell everything in this moment just for one breath of unmolested air as his ill stomach kept turning over. Unable to keep forcing down the vomit that had come into his mouth a number of times he convoluted as he coughed out bile onto the chuck of dry fecal matter next to him.

Almost two hours passed by as his sister ate, drank from the cup of water and did her homework while he suffered under her smothering horrid ass. The time spent cooking trapped within the hot sweaty wretched folds of her cheeks caused his head to lighten. While feeling weakness shoot though every fiber of his being. Matthew began to wonder if she was ever going to let him out as he broke down and wept. Truth be told he would likely sell his own grandmother in this very moment to be free from this hell hole. That's just how desperate he was to escape, to take in a deep cool breath of air, to enjoy sunlight and for his nostrils to take in a scent other than this.

Walking into the bathroom, Alison figured Matthew's punishment lasted long enough and used her hands to fish him out of her shorts. He didn't even put up a fight or scream this time as she pulled him out from those putrid depth's. She felt a minor pang of guilt as she inspected her tiny brother doing nothing, but taking deep breaths as though air was worth more than gold. In fact to Matthew in this moment, the neutral scented air was the most valuable resource this world had to offer him.

With water running in the sink he gazed upon Alison's towering figure realizing how far off the ground her massive fingers kept him. Daring to crane his neck upwards he looked up as she shook her head almost like she was refusing herself. With a sudden movement without notice Matthew began falling and plunged into the sink now filled with water. Naked and struggling to the surface he watched as his sister plastered liquid soap over her hands. Once one of the hands came down for him, he knew she was going to clean him.

Rolling her eyes Alison's booming voice remarked, “It's faster if I do it, so don't fight me little shrimp boy.”

Not that long ago he was more than a half foot taller than her, but now he really was no bigger than an actual shrimp that people easily consumed whole with virtually no effort. Feeling her massive probing fingers begin to rub against his back Matthew hardly could react as Alison then covered his face with her car sized thumb pinching down upon his chest. Being cleaned with such rough and unregulated force caused him to scream as creamy soap got into his eyes.

As the irradiating germ killing lather covered him Matthew yelled, “My eye's burn! DAMN IT THIS SOAP BURNS MY EYE'S!

Just as he thought his tormentor had ignored him water poured as a raging stream from above. Even with her being careful with pressure, it was enough to overpower his struggle as he felt like the clear cool fluids were trying to rip his limbs off. With heart thundering beats Matthew trembled soaked in fear as he was lifted back up to Alison's face. Her massive eye's closely inspected him for a moment before simply rolling as she then grunted, “Be happy your goddess has mercy little bro.”

Matthew sought to challenge Alison's assertion, but feared returning to being shoved up her tight putrid ass. He only dared to nod in agreement while hoping this was the last time she felt like asserting her dominance over him. The warmth of her hand felt suffocating as she then kept him inside her fist while returning to his bedroom.

Being ungracefully released onto his nightstand Matthew dazed by the fall heard Alison's booming voice as she bragged, “O........poor little brother, you got shrunk while my body easily fought off the virus. While I'm off fucking my real sized boyfriends, you will be stuck here beating your meat just wishing there was even a tiny bug girl for your to stick your micro dick inside of.”

Hearing such insults made him almost unseal his lips, but the thought of being consumed by her ass stopped those swarming thoughts of anger dead in their tracks. Instead she realizing her brother was too frightened to reply giggled and left him to dwell upon the prolonged humiliation he suffered. Trembling with fear Matthew balled up wondering if his mother would even believe him if he told her what happened.