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After safely placing his mom back in her drawer, Brian sat down in the living room, waiting for his little sister Isabelle to be ready with her costume change. He scrolled through his phone, but was not paying any attention to what he was looking it. He just couldn’t stop thinking about his near death experience at the hands…or in this case feet, of his own little sister.

He heard a door open and footsteps start making their way down the wooden hallway. “Hey I’m ready,” Isabelle’s feminine voice called out.

Glancing up, Brian couldn’t help but smile. “Well you look ready to star in a movie,” he said with a laugh. Before him, his eighteen-year-old sister was standing in front of him in her two-piece swimsuit: a bright red top and floral green bottoms. She also had on a backwards pink baseball cap.

“What do you think?” she asked.

Brian wasn’t really sure what to make of all this. Why had his sister chosen to wear a swimsuit. “Uhhhh, looks good. But why’d you choose it?”

“Well I thought we could get a few cool scenes of me tiny and surfing,” she said in excitement. “I’m gonna grab my board from downstairs.” She raced downstairs and returned carrying her blue surfboard, which was longer than she was tall. “Where’s that waiver?

“Wait before you do, where did you plan on surfing?”

There was an awkward pause as the two siblings looked at each other and thought. Isabelle ignored her brother and and signed off on the waiver. “Huh, didn’t think that far ahead. Maybe the sink or bathtub? I figured it would just be something in the bathroom.”

Brian couldn’t help but smile. “Something in the bathroom?” he asked with a mischievous smile.

Isabelle also appeared to know exactly what he was thinking. “Don’t. You. Dare.” Brian just shrugged and aimed the shrink ray. “Noooo!” shrieked Isabelle, as she and her surfboard were cut down to size.

Walking over to his miniscule sister, standing about a half centimeter tall, Brian had a shit-eating grin on his face. He squatted down over his bug-sized sister and lowered his hand towards the ground. He didn’t pluck her up, rather just laid his hand down. “Come on, climb aboard, LITTLE sis,” he teased. Much to his pleasant surprise, Isabelle was much more willing than some of the other tinies he had been dealing with, in particular: their mom!

“Come on Brian, this isn’t what I signed up for!” she shouted up to him. She had a bad feeling about this, but didn’t completely blame Brian for this. She did nearly crush him to death underneath her foot a little bit ago.

Entering the bathroom, Brian flipped on the light and closed the door. Much as Isabelle expected and feared, Brian lifted the toilet lid. “READY TO START FILMING?” he said with a maniacal smile. He was surprised that his sister did not start running off like some of the other tinies, but then again, she was probably smart enough to know there was nowhere for her to go.

Plucking up Isabelle’s miniscule body, Brian began to lower Isabelle down into the toilet bowl. When she was about an inch above the water, Brian released her, causing her and her surfboard to land with a splash. Re-surfacing with her head above the water, Isabelle frantically started gasping for breath. The water in the toilet was much colder than she had anticipated, and she gagged on the gross water.

“Get me out of here, Brian! Come on, this is so fucking gross!” she screamed at the top of her tiny lungs. She looked up through the bowl at her towering older brother who was aiming his camera down and filming her tiny body. Wanting to get out of the frigid water, Isabelle hauled herself out of the water and on to her surfboard.

Isabelle’s thoughts were interrupted by Brian’s voice. “YOU GONNA DO ANY SURFING?”

Snapping her head back, Isabelle almost fell off the board. “How am I supposed to do that? The water’s still!” she shouted up to him. It became clear that Brian probably could not hear her half-centimeter form, so she waved her arms at him and tried to give an overexaggerated shrug.

This was not lost on Brian. His smile grew even larger. “OH, I GUESS YOU NEED SOME WAVES,” Brian said, slowly reaching for the handle that flushed the toilet.

Isabelle’s eyes went wide and her blood went cold. She was in full panic mode now. “Don’t fucking flush the toilet! I’ll get killed!” she screamed, waving her arms back and forth like she was insane.

“WHAT’S THAT? YOU WANT ME TO FLUSH?” Brian teased. Then another idea popped into his head. “YOU KNOW IZZY, YOU DID ALMOST KILL ME. SO I THINK THIS IS ONLY FAIR.”

Isabelle had no idea what her power-hungry older brother was talking about, but had a very bad feeling about it. She was already regretting letting him shrink her for his stupid movie. And that was before a shadow case over the toilet bowl. Panic raced through Isabelle’s body as she could hardly believe what she was watching. High above her, Brian had removed his pants and underwear. He was now lowering his ass down to sit on the toilet!

Before most of the light filtering into the toilet bowl was cut off, Isabelle stopped screaming and merely started to whimper. She was given a terrifying image of her older brother’s ass resting above her with his asshole starting to pucker.

With very little warning, Brian let loose a massive fart on his bug sized sister down below. Isabelle screamed and fell off her surfboard into the chilly water below. She shouted obscenities and quickly tried to pull herself back up, fearing that her brother may actually use the bathroom at any moment.

Much to her relief, Brian stood up and turned around. “I’M JUST KIDDING, IZZY. LET’S GET YOU OUT OF THE TOILET,” he said, gently reaching down and plucking her up. Depositing her tiny body onto the floor, he grew Isabelle and her surfboard back to normal size.

“What the hell, Brian,” Isabelle shouted, giving her brother an angry shove. “You could have killed me!”

“What? I was just teasing you for a little bit,” he said defensively. “Did you think I was actually going to flush you or take a shit on you? Of course I wouldn’t.”

“Yeah well,” Isabelle said, trying to find something else to be angry about. “You still dropped me in the toilet and that was fucking gross!”

Brian couldn’t help but smirk. “Almost as gross as being a bug underneath your sweaty feet,” he mumbled. “Remember you did try to squish me.”

Isabelle looked down and shrugged. “Okay I guess we’re even,” she said, a little bit embarrassed. “Can we actually film my surfing scene now.”

“Yeah, we probably should,” Brian responded. “I can’t believe we haven’t thought of the hot tub yet.” Isabelle thought for a second and agreed. The families hot tub in the backyard would definitely be the best idea. As the pair walked towards the back door, they glanced out the window to the front yard. Their dad appeared to getting ready to mow the front lawn.

“Good thing he’s not doing the back,” Brian said.

“Yeah, we should totally shrink dad for the movie!” responded Isabelle. Brian looked over and saw that she had a gleam in her eye.

“Oh yeah? What would you do with him?”

Isabelle just smiled. “I don’t know, probably scare him. Pretend to step on him, maybe trap him between my giant toes for a while. Stuff like that!”

As interested as Brian was in that, it wasn’t his plan right now. He already had one shrunken parent, he did not feel like having the responsibility of another. “We’ll see,” he said in a somewhat dismissive tone. “Let’s focus on your hot tub stuff for now.

“Sure, sounds good!” his younger sister said, and the two walked into the backyard.

“Alright, here’s what we’ll do,” Brian said. He went on to explain his plan to Isabelle. He’d shrink her to about a half centimeter tall, the same as before. He’d place her in the hot tub with the bubbles off, and shrink himself on the side of the hot tub. They’d get some shots there. Then he’d grow back and turn the hot tub on, allowing her to surf. It was the perfect plan. He had given Isabelle a Go-Pro to strap on to her forehead, to help get good camera shots.

“Sounds good to me, just don’t put me in a toilet again,” Isabelle said, giving him a side eye. He couldn’t help but notice her stomach growled when she did this, no doubt from the extra protein in her salad earlier.

“Alright, say cheese,” Brian said, firing the device at both Isabelle and her surfboard. He watched as her body in her swimsuit and her hat dwindled down towards to the patio. It took Brian a second to locate his now tiny sister. She looked truly like an insect now. “OKAY TWERP, CLIMB ON,” he teased, holding his hand down. He was confident she would’ve shouted for him to fuck off or something, but it didn’t matter as he couldn’t here her.

Gently putting Isabelle’s body into the hot tub, Brian carefully positioned himself on the ledge of the hot tub. Taking care not to fall in once he shrunk, Brian reduced himself in size until he was equal to Isabelle’s half-centimeter body. He saw his sis treading water next to her surfboard, eventually hauling herself up like a seal and laying back on it.

Brian gathered shots of her just swimming and laying on her board. It was probably more footage than he needed but he could always cut it out. His train of thought was only interrupted when the shadow of a crow flew overhead. He wasn’t even sure if Izzy noticed it, but it definitely caught his attention. He couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if some bird snatched her right out of the water.

Luckily for the tiny Isabelle, that did not happen. In fact it was very uneventful and relaxing for her. After about ten minutes of occasional filming and mainly getting used to the water at this new size, she heard Brian grow himself back. “I’M GONNA TURN THE BUBBLES ON, YOU READY?” the titan said.

Isabelle climbed back up onto her board and laid on her stomach, giving Brian a miniature thumbs up.

“SWEET,” the giant said, and hit the button on the side of the tub. He quickly shrunk back down, nearly slipping off the ledge and falling in as the jets kicked in.

Brian watched on, quite impressed actually as his bug of a sister navigated these warm waves. Being eighteen-years-old, Isabelle was a strong swimmer and had been surfing for many years. Brian surfed occasionally, but lacked Isabelle’s talent and coordination. He continued to film as Isabelle drifted a bit too close to the jets. A stream of bubbles rose from underneath her surfboard, knocking her off. She soon resurfaced and paddled over to her board, giving Brian another thumbs up and laugh as she pulled herself up.

This proceeded for almost fifteen minutes until the bubbles died back down. Isabelle had wiped out plenty of times, but nothing more than a few small bruises. Throughout the entire filming session, Brian had nearly fallen in from the jets and bubbles spraying water at him. “Hey you ready to come out?!” Brian shouted out to Isabelle.

His miniaturized star actress was relaxing, floating in the water next to her board. She heard him shout something and turned her head. “What’d you say, bro?” she yelled.

Brian rolled his eyes. “I said, are you read…” he said, before he was cut off. Facing the house he saw the backdoor open and heard a deafening slam. Isabelle did not see anyone come outside, but she definitely heard it. Standing there, approaching the hot tub, was their goddess of an older sister: Megan!

Feeling a bit better from her hangover, Megan was still not at a hundred percent. She figured a nice dip in the family’s hot tub would cure her right up. She knew her dad was out in the front yard doing some work, though she had absolutely no idea where her mom and her two younger siblings were.

Unlike Isabelle who was in great shape and Brian who kept himself somewhat lean, Megan definitely had more meat on her bones. She was by no means fat, but she would just rather drink and go to a party than work out. She was currently standing there, walking towards the hot tub wearing nothing but a red. One that was probably a size too tight.

“FUCK IT, THIS’LL HELP,” the giantess said, hitting the button to start a new fifteen minute window of bubbles.

Brian was panicking, not sure how to help Isabelle…and himself. He saw Isabelle had pulled herself back onto her board to better stabilize herself while the jets were on, but she was moving pretty slow trying to paddle as far away from Megan as she could.

A large shadow began to descend over the tub, particularly, where Isabelle was trying to flee! Brian watched in horror, though he continued to film, as one of Megan’s giant legs descended into the tub. It was nothing to her, she was a goddess after all. But it nearly spelled disaster for her younger sister.

Isabelle was knocked off her board by the sheer impact of Megan’s foot landing near her. Thankfully she was not stepped on by this oblivious bitch, as that surely would’ve been the end of her. Megan put her other foot in the tub, loving the feeling of the warm water against her legs.

Finally able to re-surface, Isabelle gasped for breath. Treading water, she desperately looked for her board, with all these bubbles and waves, now to mention the hungover, pudgy sea monster entering the hot tub, she wanted something to at least help her stay afloat. Then she saw another shadow starting to overtake her. She looked up in fear. She screamed.

Megan was now lowering herself into the hot tub, directly over Isabelle. More specifically, Megan was lowering her gargantuan ass and crotch into the hot tub, directly over Isabelle!

“Izzy! No!” yelled Brian, as he saw his older sis completely lower herself into the hot tub, right over where Isabelle was.

Isabelle desperately tried to swim away, diving beneath the water, praying for the best. Luckily for her, the surface of the water was able to slow enough of Megan’s momentum that she wasn’t crushed of too badly injured. She was however, slammed in the back by Megan’s monstrous vagina, with only a thin bikini bottom that was far too small and revealing separating the two.

“GOD DAMN, THAT’S SO MUCH BETTER,” Megan said, leaning back against the side of the hot tub. Her shoulder length brown hair was now wet, and waved down in strands, nearly knocking Brian off of his perch. The giantess exhaled and began to float in the hot tub. Her massive head was way to closer to Brian for his comfort. If she turned it, she would easily see him. Well, she’d probably see what she thought was an ant and try to kill him. Almost getting crushed by one of his sisters was not an experience he wanted to know twice in one day.

As Megan was trying to get comfortable, she felt the need to adjust herself. Standing up, she finally gave Isabelle a chance to get some air. Clinging to the fabric of her older sister’s bikini bottom, Isabelle could feel the vaginal lips underneath. She also could smell them. She wanted to scream and vomit simultaneously.

Wanting to feel even more relaxed and liberated, Megan decided to remove her bikini top. She undid it and dropped it on the ground, revealing her D-Cup breasts to the world. Even Brian, who was still fearing what his massive sister may do to him, couldn’t help but stare in awe.

Megan began to lower herself back down into the hot tub. Once she was directly above the water, Isabelle knew this was her chance to get free. She leapt off Megan, and dove into the water below. She resurfaced, but the waves from Megan’s body re-entering the water, brought Isabelle miniscule form right back, and she collided with something pick and fleshy.

Megan let out a slight moan. She was so distracted by the warm jet in her back, she didn’t consciously notice her little sister clinging to her left nipple. Not only that, but her little sister was completely dwarfed by her left nipple.

In relief, Brian witnessed his what happened to Isabelle. He knew she was in a very uncomfortable situation, but at least she was safe and alive. He wanted to yell to her that everything would be alright, but did not want to take any risks of being discovered by Megan.

Luck would not be on his side though. All three children were caught off guard when a male voice called out. “Anyone back here?” It was their dad. And this was followed by “Oh shit, Megan why aren’t you wearing a top?!

Megan crossed her arms, nearly crushing her tiny sister. She saw her dad had a lawn mower, and there was no chance she was going to listen to that with a pounding headache already. “I’M TRYING TO RELAX!” she shouted. “I FEEL LIKE SHIT. CAN’T YOU JUST MOW ANOTHER DAY?” Megan and her dad proceeded to have a short argument, with her dad bringing up several key points such as she shouldn’t drink to the point of getting hungover and this was his house.

Glancing down in annoyance, Megan’s eyes focused in on an ant on the ledge of the hot tub. Two chubby fingers reached down and plucked up Brian’s screaming, panicking body.

“CRAP, WE HAVE ANTS ON THE HOT TUB?” their dad asked.

Megan just rolled her eyes. “YEAH, I’LL TAKE CARE OF IT.”

“About time,” Jerry said under his breath, glad his daughter was doing something productive.

This only annoyed Megan further. Her grip started to tighten, threaten to crush her bug sized bother right between her two fingers. “THAT’S TOO BAD, I KINDA WISH YOU WERE THE SIZE OF THIS BUG,” Megan said with a laugh, trying to fuck with her dad.

Jerry turned back and rolled his eyes. “Oh yeah, so you could crush me?”

“I could,” she said with a confident grin. “Or this.” The hungover giantess proceeded to drop her bug-sized brother onto her tongue, and retracted it into her mouth. The hot, wet cave was a hell hole for Brian, as her tongue battered him around while she continued to talk.

“MAYBE I’D EAT YOU INSTEAD,” she said to her dad, sticking out her tongue.

“Okay Megan, sorry I yelled,” Jerry said. “I guess I can mow tomorrow.” He wasn’t intimidated, more just weirded out by his daughter. “And spit that bug out, I think it’s been through enough.”

Megan grinned and took her brother out of her mouth. “Next time, you die, bitch,” Megan said, leaning back and placing her brother on the concrete. She watched as the bug scurried off for it’s life to the grass.

The giantess stood up to her full height, unaware of her shrunken passenger clinging to her nipple. She reached down and grabbed her bikini top, before putting it on and securing her breasts, and Isabelle into place.

“Brian help me!” screamed Isabelle, as Megan walked back into the house.
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