Alone a moment with Big Sis.
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 20
by
copier
· original author:
vinnyloo
Becky finally composed herself from her fit of laughter. She looked right at him, but didn't give away where he was. “He tried to escape while you two were fighting. Find him and punish him!” she exclaimed instead. With that, Phil saw Mandy's giant eyes widen, atop her huge body, pressing down on him.
“Which way did he go!?” she cried. Michelle did the same, and the girls began hopping up and down... much to Phil's dismay. Suddenly the enormous foot that was firmly flattening his body, and the other, were coming down on him again and again. The pain was indescribable – so fast, so hard – he was being trampled flat into the carpet...
“I think I saw the runt run in the kitchen, so go see if you can catch him!” Becky laughed, still eying her hopeless little brother under Mandy's feet – he looked so crushed now in his little fairy costume, and she couldn't help but smirk a little at his sudden misfortune. The girls ran off to the other side of the house, and Phil watched, lying on his back, as his giant sister slowly approached and circled him, peering down as a cat stalking her helpless prey.
“She put you down for the count, huh twerp?” her eyes twinkled down as she grinned, and then allowed one of her steps to fall upon his tiny body, cruelly mashing him into the carpet again. She didn't take another step forward, but instead lifted her other foot off the ground, mashing him with all her weight. She grinned down at him playfully and mercilessly, as the pain swelled through his body. “Whatever this does to you, I'll just say it was an accident. I want to see you KO'd, little bro',” she smirked down.
“...Sissy... please don't...” he whimpered, starting to cry.
Becky only smiled bigger, and raised up on her ball of her foot, crushing his tiny chest under the bulk of her weight, balanced directly on him in his fairy costume. His ribs began to crack, painfully – he began to black out... but didn't. He suddenly felt the weight lift up, but only as she put her other foot on the ground, and she rolled him off his back, onto his stomach with the foot that was already on him.
“Hmm... that wasn't enough. Well...” she hesitated.
He was sobbing uncontrollably at this point. He wanted to get away, that was all. Why couldn't he just get away! The smell of her foot was seeping into the sobbing boy's nostrils - he couldn't help but notice it, despite the horrible pain he was going through.
“THIS'll be sure to do it,” he heard his sister snicker, as her foot lifted up off of his back. A moment later, a sharp pain hit him in the back of the neck and head and he was out cold, as her enormous weight came down on him with full force by her heel.
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When he wakes up, he's...
“Which way did he go!?” she cried. Michelle did the same, and the girls began hopping up and down... much to Phil's dismay. Suddenly the enormous foot that was firmly flattening his body, and the other, were coming down on him again and again. The pain was indescribable – so fast, so hard – he was being trampled flat into the carpet...
“I think I saw the runt run in the kitchen, so go see if you can catch him!” Becky laughed, still eying her hopeless little brother under Mandy's feet – he looked so crushed now in his little fairy costume, and she couldn't help but smirk a little at his sudden misfortune. The girls ran off to the other side of the house, and Phil watched, lying on his back, as his giant sister slowly approached and circled him, peering down as a cat stalking her helpless prey.
“She put you down for the count, huh twerp?” her eyes twinkled down as she grinned, and then allowed one of her steps to fall upon his tiny body, cruelly mashing him into the carpet again. She didn't take another step forward, but instead lifted her other foot off the ground, mashing him with all her weight. She grinned down at him playfully and mercilessly, as the pain swelled through his body. “Whatever this does to you, I'll just say it was an accident. I want to see you KO'd, little bro',” she smirked down.
“...Sissy... please don't...” he whimpered, starting to cry.
Becky only smiled bigger, and raised up on her ball of her foot, crushing his tiny chest under the bulk of her weight, balanced directly on him in his fairy costume. His ribs began to crack, painfully – he began to black out... but didn't. He suddenly felt the weight lift up, but only as she put her other foot on the ground, and she rolled him off his back, onto his stomach with the foot that was already on him.
“Hmm... that wasn't enough. Well...” she hesitated.
He was sobbing uncontrollably at this point. He wanted to get away, that was all. Why couldn't he just get away! The smell of her foot was seeping into the sobbing boy's nostrils - he couldn't help but notice it, despite the horrible pain he was going through.
“THIS'll be sure to do it,” he heard his sister snicker, as her foot lifted up off of his back. A moment later, a sharp pain hit him in the back of the neck and head and he was out cold, as her enormous weight came down on him with full force by her heel.
.........................
When he wakes up, he's...
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March 24, 2025
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