Chapter 2
Anna quickly lost track of time inside of her bedroom with Shirley, and inside of Shirley as well. Her older, cruel sister wasted no time at all in quickly discarding her clothing about Anna's room, leaving it wherever it happened to fall so that she was finally naked. Once she stood beside the queen mattress that Anna had slept on nearly every night for the last half of a decade, she reached her hand down between her thighs and poked around at her sensitive clitoris.
“C'mon, you....come to big sister...” Shirley whispered huskily under her breath as she half-squatted awkwardly beside the bed frame, one hand bracing her voluptuous weight against the nightstand while she raised the opposite leg to get a better angle at her nether regions, and the other hand snaked through the fine pubic hairs to pluck her younger sister from her crotch.
Anna, just in the short distance traveled from the kitchen to her own bedroom, had quickly become traumatized. The overwhelming smell of her sister's genitals had seemed to pierce through her very being to taint her soul, and the knowledge that she was being incestually molested by her older sister for her own sick pleasure absolutely mortified her. Her skin was crawling with the sticky secretions she had become slick with from the minor amount of contact with Shirley's clitoris.
“There you are! Goodness gracious, girly. For a minute there I thought maybe you went spelunking, haha!” Shirley left and shook Anna painfully by one arm, as though expecting her tortured shrunken sister to laugh off the horrible slights she had suffered so far today.
“That would probably be a bad idea for someone of your...'delicate' constitution. I do my kegels, Anna. You go poking around up in your ol' sister's love tunnel and all it takes is one CLENCH to turn you into jelly.” She laughed at the cruel things she was so casually saying to Anna, and turned to drop her immense buttocks onto the mattress, which groaned as if in pain beneath Shirley's larger size. She leaned back some and pressed Anna's tiny frame against her left breast while she swung her legs up and on to the bed. She loosened her hold on Anna and allowed her to plummet down to her giant, soft, milky thigh while she wiggled her enormous butt cheeks back and forth, scooching back one inch at a time towards the headboard.
The jiggling of her sister's thighs sent Anna sprawling down between the fleshy canyon walls, watching as they wobbled slightly with each lifted butt cheek replanted. Realizing that this was now her moment the tiny woman stood up on the soft comforter that adorned her bed and began to run towards Shirley's upward-pointing feet in the distance. Almost immediately she could hear and feel the soft rumbling of her titanic sister's laughter as the vast legs on either side quaked with her echoing chuckle.
“Awww, where do you think you're going, sweetheart? Don't you wanna come back here and give your big sister a kiss on the lips?” Shirley teased with a smirk, and Anna didn't have to look over her shoulder and see her sister's lips curled into that mischievous smile to know that it was an entirely different pair of lips the miniaturized woman would be getting acquainted with.
Just as Anna was sprinting beyond the bend of two monolithic knees, Shirley tilted her feet to the side on their heels that Anna was forced to come to an abrupt stop before the tops of her sister's toes, noticeably bigger than her young daughter's. She had no desire to come into contact with anyone's toes ever again, but at the moment she didn't see another option. With all the might she could muster she charged the remaining few feet (in comparison to her, of course) and jumped as hard as she could, her chest and gut slamming against the knuckle of Shirley's big toe.
She almost slipped and fell from the toe due to the slightly slippery skin she was trying to hold onto just between the big toe and second, and the fact that Shirley had just started to slowly curl and uncurl the toes Anna was trying to climb, watching with amusement from the distance, arms crossed underneath her mountainous chest. Shirley waited for Anna to dig her puny toes into the wrinkled flesh of her big toe's knuckle and get some semblance of a footing on top of the toe. She then casually let her toes, which had been spread to give Anna room for climbing, fall back together.
Just like that, Anna's escape attempt was crushed. The second largest toe of Shirley's foot plopped silently down on top of the runaway's head, pinning her against the big toe like the foam separators that Shirley would slide in the same crevice to paint her nails. Just for fun, she applied a little extra pressure and curled her toes around Anna, wriggling them in such a way as to squeeze her younger, punier sister towards the underneath of her toes. When she felt Anna's nude, sweaty body bump against the ball of her foot she left the powerful digits lightly pressing the tiny woman so that she couldn't scramble free.
Anna didn't even have a tear to spare for how close she had or hadn't come to being free of her tormentor. Her entire body was streaked with the clammy, sticking sweat of her older sister's toes, and she was now being pushed against the huge ball of her foot, on all sides contained by humid, pungent foot flesh. In the recesses of Shirley's toes, all Anna could do was try to rest her head so that she didn't receive a face full of sweat or foot dirt, and think to herself that Alice's feet had actually been worse.
Here, unlike with Alice, there were no globs of disgusting toejam, left congealing within the dirty sock prison around Alice's foot, unable to breathe, stewing in stench as she went about her school day with all the vigorous enthusiasm a 9 year old possesses. Even though she was pressed somewhat roughly directly against the moist undersides of Shirley's slightly thick toes, the smell here was still far preferable than the odor that had been emanating from Alice's feet at a distance.
As the reflected on her predicament, the foot lifted upwards into the sky over Anna's bed, and swung sideways towards Shirley's lap, where the heel dropped upon her jiggling thigh and the toes relaxed, even fanning out some so that cooler currents of air within the room could pass through and chill Anna's face. She looked down the wrinkled sole of her sister's foot to the soft, cushioned thigh, but wasn't going to jump that distance.
“Well? What are you waiting for? C'mon, get down from there. Unless you wanna spend some more time with my delicate little piggies.” Shirley snickered, her arms still folded beneath her full breasts, wobbling with each laugh and chortle that she gave. Anna, for her part, simply stood between Shirley's big and second toe, waiting, saying nothing. She wouldn't be heard if she spoke, and if she was heard, she would not be listened to. She was at Shirley's mercy but she wasn't about to obey every little command her older sister issued like some obedient pet.
The heavier woman let out a sigh, some of her warm, cherry-scented breath reaching as far as the foot in her lap and gusting over Anna's greasy hair.
“Well, have it your way, I suppose.” She said simply as she wrapped her toes once more around Anna's frail and bare body, giving her a much tigheter squeeze this time as she brought her little sister closer to her lap. Leaning forward slightly she grabbed her heel with one hand and tilted her foot so that when she relaxed her toes Anna found herself staring downwards from one of them at the mound of curly pubic hair she had passed through not that long ago.
Shirley looked at her foot for half a second, confused that her sister hadn't tumbled downwards from her toes into the patch of her pubic hair, but when she tilted her ankle to look at the undersides of his toes, she couldn't help but let out one of her largest laughs yet, her padded gut jiggling as she wiped at one eye with her free hand. The meager amount of sweat dotting Shirley's toes and the thin film of filth coating Anna nearly from head to toe had form some kind of disgusting bond together that adhered the miniscule woman to the inside wall of her older sister's big toe.
Shirley's laughter dwindled as she wiggled the toes some and bounced the foot to try and fling Anna from her sticky situation down to the pubic mound below. Anna, all the while, being shaken up and down, rubbed back and forth, coated in yet more disgusting sweat and crud, and feeling queasier by the moment. Just as Anna felt as if she might lose her lunch all over the already foul substance spread alongside Shirley's big toe, a particularly forceful jerking of the foot sent her slipping free of her bond and down roughly into the curly bush of fur.
Her voluptuous older sister breathed a heavy sigh of relief that Anna could feel even from the center of the pubic patch she had fallen into, Shirley's more than adequately cushioned belly rising and falling with each breath, pushing the twin peaks of her heaving breasts upwards as well, partially obscuring a portion of Shirley's face until they fell again. Anna merely sat there, watching with as indifferent of a face as she could manage, trying not to show any fear or distress that might amuse her captor.
Deep down inside, however, she was overpoweringly intimidated. Shirley's body was like a landscape to her. That unmarked rounded hill of belly that rose and fell, nearly casting a shadow over Anna, gave off a sporadic GURGLE and occasional SQUIRCH that rumbled with all of the power of a V8 engine, muffled by the dense walls of fatty tissue and muscle. She was terrified of the very real possibility that she might wind up on the other side of that wall of fat, inside of Shirley's stomach, where countless meals had gone to die, all bigger and heavier than Anna, and likely made of tougher stuff as well, now that she was scarcely the size of an insect.
As if reading her tiny sister's mind, Shirley reached down with one hand and let it plop down upon her tummy, just below her pit of a belly button, sending a ripple across the surface of her pillowy gut. Anna could feel a slight shock from the hand, and heard an almost angry BLAP from somewhere within what was most likely Shirley's intestines. No doubt, Anna thought to herself, that her older sister had eaten very little before wandering over, meaning to impose on Anna's kindness for a meal during her visit.
“So then, are you done running around and making a damn fool of yourself, Anna? Or should I just go toss you in the garbage disposal, like a piece of useless trash?” Her towering sibling asked, staring holes through Anna's miniscule core, not even the slightest hint of remorse or humor in her threatening tone. She was completely serious, Anna knew. Shirley would not brook any more disobedience from her shrunken sister. Anna cleared her parched throat and called out from the chest-deep curls of the pubic patch.
“I'm sorry, Shirley. It...won't happen again, Shirley.” Anna called out a little louder than she might normally, unsure if her voice was even audible or strong enough to carry the seemingly short distance from Shirley's crotch, over her mountain of a gut, to her ears. When the giantess smiled slowly and nodded in approval, Anna knew her apology was heard. Lazily, Shirley raised the hand from her tummy and brought it towards her little sister.
Anna took a few steps back in the deep, curly field of grass-like hairs as the mighty pillars of Shirley's fingers drew closer, and suddenly lost her footing. A tight, unbreakable tugging around her calf brought her down onto her back in the dense little field, and she had to move carefully to get back up to her feet and unloop the pubic hair that had ensnared her leg. Shirley merely watched with amusement, her hand passing by Anna entirely. She parted her legs a fair amount and the hand disappeared down beside her genitals, her wrist, thicker around than any trees that Anna had ever seen, pressing against the patch of hairs she stood in.
Anna stood there, watching as her sister's wrist shifted back and forth, back and forth, rustling against the curled hairs under it, her fingers scratching some minor itch that Anna couldn't see just over the ridge of Shirley's clitoral hood. The raking of her sister's fingernails against the flesh of her crotch, then to the space between crotch and thigh, and then thigh, began to grate at Anna's nerves. When she saw that Shirley's hand was returning to where it started, and started scratching once more, she snapped.
Forcing her way through the curling undergrowth, Anna stomped out into the open valley of her sister's waist, just at the base of the hill that was her gut. Shirley continued to lazily itch herself with no regard to the shrunken woman's presence, glancing down at her smugly.
“So? What now, Shirley? What are you going to do to me? Force me inside of you, to get off? Or just keep me around like some kind of prisoner to mock and humiliate when you get bored and want to feel big and powerful? Is that the plan? Take me back to your house and stuff me into a dresser drawer, for when you REALLY need to feel better than someone?!” Her voice cracked and strained as she fought to keep the tears down, the stress of her recent tribulations weighing heavily on her.
Even more aggravating, the behemoth that was her sister just smiled, and gave one final, slow scratch through her pubic hairs, as though she had been taking her time tending to anything and everything else BUT the shrunken woman standing on her body, solely to show her how unimportant and beneath notice she now was. Anna could tell that she had hit the nail on the head, and that Shirley was deriving more pleasure from brazenly scratching her vagina like a slob right in front of the tiny woman than she could have gotten from continuing to forcefully rub Anna's body against her clit.
Taking short, shallow breaths as the frustration within her grew, Anna stared up at her sister's smug, smirking face, beyond the nippled peaks of her prodigious breasts and the rolling slope of her plush stomach. She had so much hate for in this moment, for the betrayal. They were family, but now all Anna was to Shirley was a toy for her amusement. She had always been bigger, better at most everything, and thoroughly enjoyed lording it all over her younger, less successful sister. Now, Shirley was beyond a shadow of a doubt the winner of their life-long rivalry.
At long last Shirley took a deep breath and sat up straight, sparing no though to where Anna, who was standing on her waist, might end up. The gargantuan form of her older sister's belly and jiggling breasts rose up before her as the 'ground' sloped back and gave way to air. Anna fell briefly, just narrowly missing the pubic hairs and Shirley's foot on her way to the comforter below. She landed with a soft but still jarring impact, and immediately could feel a warmth from nearby. Getting to her hands and knees, she saw that she was in the small, diamond-shaped space formed by Shirley's legs.
The titanic, curvaceous woman slid her foot away from Anna so that the heels of both feet met, leaving her shrunken plaything in an arena of sorts, with a cozy comforter for the floor, and the walls formed by Shirley's legs, her womanhood, lips slightly parted from the excitement and stimulation and spread-out thighs, directly ahead. Anna looked up at her older sister, her thick tummy hanging just slightly over her pubic mound, her cavernous belly button halfway between her thighs and the immense, yet somehow still perky breasts. It was like she was standing before some enormous fertility goddess, that overshadowed and dwarfed her in every womanly way.
Anna realized just how tiny and insignificant she was in comparison to her older sister, and the absurdity of her situation settled in. Her eyes fell down to the jungle of Shirley's vagina, a ferocious, wet, pink orifice that could swallow her in one gulp, and she'd be unable to escape of her own volition. In her present state, she was completely dependent on Shirley, just as she had been at the mercy of her own daughter before that. With her full-figured sister now rising above her like Everest, every bit as naked as she was but completely superior in every single aspect of anatomy, Anna was truly humiliated. She craned her head back somewhat to look up at Shirley's face, still silent, still merely observing and enjoying the obvious inferiority of her little sister when placed next to any given part of her body.
After just a few more moments of silence, Anna becoming more cowed and embarrassed by the second, the scent of her sister's genitals impossible to ignore, Shirley stretched her arms upwards. Anna watched as her giantess of a sister seemed to grow an additional two dozen feet in height just by merely reaching upwards. There was a loud echoing crack as something popped on the other side of the she-mountain, and Shirley smiled contentedly, reaching over one shoulder to rub at her back.
“Well then, little thing. I had planned on actually introducing you to a very intimate and...interior place, but I've killed a mess of time just sitting here and watching you struggle to get around on me and mope about. My darling niece is gonna need someone capable to watch over her tonight while her mommy is missing, but before I go see to that....come.” On the last word, Shirley let it issue forth like a command for a dog, and brought her hand down between her bare thighs to pat the tuft of hair on her crotch. Anna hesitated, but when Shirley gave her a look that could stop a clock, she began walking sheepishly forward, to the humid pit.
The heat emanating from the vertical, pink slit of fleshy folds grew hotter as Anna drew nearer, and the smell hung in the air like a musky fog, a wet, earthy, meaty smell. Among the hairs closest to the glistening pink flesh Anna could see globules of Shirley's feminine juices and sweat that beaded on the curls, thicker, creamier strands of sticky fluid hanging like cobweb between the fleshy wrinkles of the labia added to the alien-like appearance of her sister's cunt. And just visible at the center, at roughly eye-level with Anna, was the cave itself that led into the fleshy, muscular tunnel of Shirley's canal.
A shudder ran down Anna's spine as she glanced up at the hungrily-watching bully she had no choice but to obey. Her gaze fell back to that tunnel in the center of her womanhood, and her mind raced. She could easily fit within the slimy opening, and likely the tunnel deeper into her sister's body. Who knows how many engorged penises many times her present size had made the trip, charging in and out with the force of a battering ram, depositing gallons upon gallons of milky fluid inside. Was this her fate? To vanish somewhere inside that vile tube of muscle? Never to see her daughter again, her whole life amounting to nothing more than a memory for Alice, and a likely-short career as her full-figured sister's dildo?
Shirley cleared her throat when Anna failed to continue walking, and the tiny woman slowly took the last few steps that closed the distance between her and the oven of Shirley's sex. The miniature woman was easily dwarfed by Shirley's somewhat unkempt genitals, and the gigantic woman looked down at her from above as Anna's gaze remained fixated on the mouth of her vaginal canal, not sure what was to come next for her. It brought forth a surge of arousal inside of Shirley that tingled through her body like electricity to see another, grown adult of a woman, her own sister, standing before her pussy, visibly afraid of it. The power she felt was like a drug, and she was almost tempted to actually reach down and plunge her bug of a sister into the sopping wet furnace that was her cunt.
But she really didn't have much desire to go that far. The belittling of her sister, the humiliation, domination, and overpowering. It was all entertainment enough for her. She only had to look down at Anna's face to see how demeaning it was for her to be in such close proximity to Shirley's genitals. The giantess flexed her kegel muscles suddenly, and Anna jumped backwards, startled at the sudden wet, slimy movement from within the orifice. The sight of it nearly brought Shirley to orgasm on the spot.
Instead she reached down and grabbed Anna with her hand. She dragged her forward from the comforter and pressed a finger against her back, the entire front half of Anna's body sinking in amongst the fleshy walls of Shirley's womanhood and automatically being drenched in her secretions. She grabbed hold of the pathetic woman's legs and slid her up and down the slit, probing only slightly into the hot, musky depths, just enough to soak Anna's hair with her vaginal juice. She then turned her around and made sure to give her another pass-through of the labia, rubbing her against either lip and swirling her like one might use a cotton swab to try and gather up as much viscus fluid on the little woman's body as possible.
For Anna, it was by far the most disgusting and horrible experience of her life. She closed her eyes as tightly as she was able as her sister's fingers casually utilized her like a sex toy, to rub and prod and stroke and massage the disgusting wet folds of her cunt. The smell invaded her senses and her hair became caked with the thick, syrupy slime. The heat alone was overwhelming, but it was the humiliation that cut her to the core. The sheer embarrassment of having to sit in silence as her older sister casually masturbated with Anna's body, absent-mindedly brushing her over the sensitive flesh without a word or signs of remorse, molesting Anna bodily simply because she was able to.
When the total humiliation of her younger sister started to lose her interest, Shirley dragged her out of the steaming flesh and held her before one enormous nipple. The bud itself, stiffened by arousal, was bigger than Anna's head, and the aerola that made up the peak around it was larger than any given room in Anna's house. Shirley considered briefly what to do now with the miniature sister she had spent her childhood pushing around and bending to her will. This was essentially the end of the line for the greatly diminished woman, Shirley thought.
With small interest she turned the limp and completely submissive shrunken woman around in her fingers. With one thumb she pressed against both of Anna's breasts at once, rubbing them ever so softly, admiring how delicate and feather-light this living, breathing person was. She was greatly tempted to quickly and brutally crush her within a fist, but it just felt empty. Several ideas paraded forward in her head as she turned Anna delicately over, running a finger over the swell of her ass.
She could eat her, that might be satisfying. Swallow her alive, force her to become part of the older sister that was always bigger and better. A couple of extra calories to add a negligible amount of fat to an asscheek or breast. She could feed her to a wild animal, but that was a little more sadistic than Shirley cared for at the moment. Lay her fragile little body underneath one of her breasts, and simply let her be smothered to death, her last moments spent futilely trying to lift her older sister's breast off of her, to reach oxygen. That last idea amused her a great deal. Anna had always been flat chested. It was nearly poetic.
She brought her tiny sister to her mouth and without saying anything she slipped her between her lips, licking her own fluids and slime from Anna's body, soaking her with saliva and sucking on her as though she were a candy. With the diminished woman in her mouth, Shirley slid off of the bed and began to redress herself, taking her time. In only a few moments she had completely licked and sucked any residual pussy juice from her little toy, but she saw no reason to hurry, and continued rolling her about her mouth like a piece of candy. Once or twice positioning her near the back of her throat, at the precipice of her gaping maw, parting her lips just enough to allow the pit below her uvula and the rest of her mouth to become illuminated for Anna, Shirley tilted her head back as though she were about to swallow her puny sister like a morsel. Both times Anna shrieked, her terrified cries echoing around the inside of Shirley's head and giving her giggling fits.
Finally dressed, she held her palm up to her mouth to spit out the soggy sister within, but was stopped by a knock at the door.
“Um....Aunt Shirley? Are you in there?” Came the innocent, honeyed voice of her niece, Alice.
“Oh, yes sweetie, I was taking a nap.” Shirley replied carefully, keeping Anna pressed tightly against her inner cheek with her powerful tongue, moving it only to be able to answer Alice.
“Well, mom's um...not home. And her phone is here, so...” Alice began, not really sure what to say or how to ask for help. The 9 year old, of course, was still hoping to relocate her shrunken mother somewhere in the home, but if she couldn't, she'd be left here all alone.
“Ahhh, I see honey. Tell you what, I'll stay over until she gets back or we figure things out.” Shirley said as she opened the bedroom door, acting as though nothing were amiss in front of Alice, who was acting herself.
“Thanks Auntie Shirley. Oh, and....uh...it's Friday night and I was gonna have a sleepover..just two friends...we've been planning on it forever...” She began, but Shirley just reached down and tugged on her cheek.
“Is that right! Sounds like a whole mess of fun. Well, I don't want to get in the way, so tell you what. You call your friends. If their parents will bring em here and home in the morning, I'm just fine with it.” She said. It was an entirely new level of satisfaction to provide for her niece in spite of Anna, the girl's true mother and guardian. To overrule her authority and undue a grounding, let her undermine whatever memories of Anna as a loving, respectable mother.
In fact...an evil thought rose to prominence in Shirley's mind, and as she watched Alice trot off to make arrangements for the sleep over, she sucked lightly on the soggy plaything in her mouth and considered how she might enjoy a day or so more of demeaning her spineless and broken sister. Now that she had had the idea, she couldn't possibly proceed with her plan to smother Anna with the ample breasts she had been jealous of so long. It was too simple and crude.
No, what she would do was keep an eye on Anna, and keep her around, so that she could suffer at the hands of others in any other number of humiliating ways for the night. She would make her even less of a human than she already was, growing soggier against Shirley's cheek, squeezed against a puddle of saliva. She'd use Anna's own daughter to do it, and finally, when every last shred of hope and dignity was stripped away, and any fond memories her daughter may retain of her were tainted by the dehumanizing and utterly humiliating final hours she spent with her, then she would do away with her annoying pest of a sister.
Spitting out the crumpled form of her tiny sibling into her palm, Shirley wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and left Anna crouched there in the small pool of thick spit. Anna looked up half-heartedly, expecting Shirley to immediately begin some new brand of punishment, or final horrible act to end her.
“Don't look so glum, Anna. Alice is having herself a sleepover tonight. Auntie Shirley's gonna take care of everything. And you know what else? I'm gonna give her her first pet.” She said as she brought Anna to the kitchen sink and turned on the ice cold tap water to clean her little sister up some. It wouldn't do to give her niece a pet that stank of vagina and spit.