Heavy Lunch
Tiny Brother VS Big Sister
chapter 32
by
Ello
Be it rage or stupidity... Definitely stupidity, you decide to try and get your revenge, or at the very least annoy Christine. You angrily approach the table thinking of some way to get back at her. You notice her bare feet on the floor, toes happily wiggling and clenching as she scarfs away at the burrito. You know she hates getting tickled but in your current condition you're even more likely to get effortlessly trampled by her. You aren't exactly keen on getting squished yet again today...
Annoy her it is, at least for now. You climb up the leg of the table, which has notches made just for you to make it accessible and eventually reach the top. Your eyes go from pissed to wide amazement as you see the sheer size of the burrito she's more than halfway done with. She really worked up an appetite flattening you today.
"Hello!? You gonna save any for me or just gonna stuff your face!?" You yell up at her. She stops mid bite in surprise and looks down at you. She chews a few times and gulps down her morsel before replying "Ooooh that's a lot of attitude coming from a seat cushion.... well mostly just seat you aren't cushy at all." She smirks as she sees you get angrier, her sweat on your body practically steaming as your face turns red. "But sure I guess you can have some." She says as she pinches off a piece and puts it on the edge of her plate.
You begrudgingly approach it and grab the messy piece of scrap and start to scarf it down. You didn't realize how hungry you were and damn was it spicy.
"Ugh you smell like SO bad. I'm gonna need you to back up short stuff" she says as she catches a whiff of her swampy booty sweat wafting from you.
"Oh DO I!?" You yell up at her "Well you should be used to this it's what your HUGE ASS stinks like. You know the one I've been stuck under ALL DAY!" then you wave your arms trying to fan more stench at her face.
"Ugh stop it! I can freaking smell it over the burrito. Besides you asked for it you little jerk! And I even shared my food with you."
"Oh yeah a tiny scrap of food makes up for spending literal hours stuck between and under your ass? Get real!" And you wave more stench at her.
Christine rolls her eyes pats her chest a few times and brings her face right down to you. You instinctively stop messing with her and flinch but it's too late as she unleashes a hearty belch, her hot and spicy breath blasting you away like a burrito breathing dragon pushing you off the table. You land painfully on the floor lying on your back and groaning weakly.
"Dumb ass" Christine says, holding in a chuckle and continuing to enjoy her meal. She finishes up and washes the dishes humming a cheerful song before heading for your shared room with her.
You had finally sat up still slightly stunned from your fall when she finished the dishes and started walking... Right towards you. You almost let out a tiny scream but the bottom of her heel quickly reduced you to a sticker under her full weight.
Christine actually didn't do it on purpose but smiled as she felt the unexpected yet wonderful sensation of you flattening under her foot. She took another step, leaving you flattened to the floor before she said "Oops forgot my water bottle!" And happily turned back towards you, this time absolutely STOMPING her heel on you intentionally, biting her lip as she just barely heard the tiny SQUELTH of your flat body getting further demolished. Her heel lifted up as she took a half step forward reaching for her water before she SLAMMED it back down on you and spun on her heel smearing you in a circle as she faced her room again and finally kept walking leaving you smashed on the floor.
Annoy her it is, at least for now. You climb up the leg of the table, which has notches made just for you to make it accessible and eventually reach the top. Your eyes go from pissed to wide amazement as you see the sheer size of the burrito she's more than halfway done with. She really worked up an appetite flattening you today.
"Hello!? You gonna save any for me or just gonna stuff your face!?" You yell up at her. She stops mid bite in surprise and looks down at you. She chews a few times and gulps down her morsel before replying "Ooooh that's a lot of attitude coming from a seat cushion.... well mostly just seat you aren't cushy at all." She smirks as she sees you get angrier, her sweat on your body practically steaming as your face turns red. "But sure I guess you can have some." She says as she pinches off a piece and puts it on the edge of her plate.
You begrudgingly approach it and grab the messy piece of scrap and start to scarf it down. You didn't realize how hungry you were and damn was it spicy.
"Ugh you smell like SO bad. I'm gonna need you to back up short stuff" she says as she catches a whiff of her swampy booty sweat wafting from you.
"Oh DO I!?" You yell up at her "Well you should be used to this it's what your HUGE ASS stinks like. You know the one I've been stuck under ALL DAY!" then you wave your arms trying to fan more stench at her face.
"Ugh stop it! I can freaking smell it over the burrito. Besides you asked for it you little jerk! And I even shared my food with you."
"Oh yeah a tiny scrap of food makes up for spending literal hours stuck between and under your ass? Get real!" And you wave more stench at her.
Christine rolls her eyes pats her chest a few times and brings her face right down to you. You instinctively stop messing with her and flinch but it's too late as she unleashes a hearty belch, her hot and spicy breath blasting you away like a burrito breathing dragon pushing you off the table. You land painfully on the floor lying on your back and groaning weakly.
"Dumb ass" Christine says, holding in a chuckle and continuing to enjoy her meal. She finishes up and washes the dishes humming a cheerful song before heading for your shared room with her.
You had finally sat up still slightly stunned from your fall when she finished the dishes and started walking... Right towards you. You almost let out a tiny scream but the bottom of her heel quickly reduced you to a sticker under her full weight.
Christine actually didn't do it on purpose but smiled as she felt the unexpected yet wonderful sensation of you flattening under her foot. She took another step, leaving you flattened to the floor before she said "Oops forgot my water bottle!" And happily turned back towards you, this time absolutely STOMPING her heel on you intentionally, biting her lip as she just barely heard the tiny SQUELTH of your flat body getting further demolished. Her heel lifted up as she took a half step forward reaching for her water before she SLAMMED it back down on you and spun on her heel smearing you in a circle as she faced her room again and finally kept walking leaving you smashed on the floor.
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May 30, 2025
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