My Giantess Tulip
Tiny Way Of Life
chapter 25
by
copier
· original author:
primus359
You stare daggers up at your sister Tulip as she stares back down at you with her mouth hanging open as if her brain simply refuses to process what she’s seeing. On one level you can understand this. This is, after all, the second time that you’ve cheated death where she’s been involved today. First she’d watched your body dissolve in a container of acid only to have you turn up alive and… apparently chewy. And now she’d just finished actually eating you. She’d felt you travel down her throat for what should have been the final time. Hell, YOU’D felt you travel down her throat. Despite all of this, here you stand in the bottom of the sink with your feet apart and your chest thrust out defiantly at your perpetual tormentor. The tormentor who’s left eye is starting to twitch slightly as she stares down at you. Again, on one level you can understand all of this; on another, much more primal level, you don’t give a flying fuck if she’s confused or not.
She’d chewed you up and swallowed you. By all rights that should have been the end of you. It was Tulip’s best shot and you don’t intend to give her a second chan—
WHUMP!!
A massive fist slams down where you’re standing as Tulip’s mind finally restarts. In an instant you are reduced to a smear in the bottom of the sink with a fist print where your face used to be.
“How the hell did you get out?” she snarls down at your slowly reforming body. Her eyes dart down to her stomach as she pulls her shirt up; searching for some hidden hole or escape hatch to her tummy. When the answer fails to present itself she turns her crazed eyes back toward you. “Answer me you pathetic bug!”
You take a deep breath as your body finally finishes reforming itself. Alright, round 1 and 2 go to Tulip but this time she’s going down. “I command you tooooo…” Before you can finish you sentence her fist closes around your body like a vise, and yanks you into the air in front of her face.
“Shut UP!” she practically screams. She’s holding you so tight that you can’t even scream, let alone squeak out a command. You can almost feel your body starting to conform to the contours of the inside of her fist. “I am so sick of your little lucky streak,” she hisses through gritted teeth. She’s practically spraying you with spit as she continues, “I eat you, you survive; I sit on you, you’re just fine; I step on you, no problem for you there. Well no more.”
The world behind her spins as Tulip turns in the bathroom. If you could just get some air into your lungs you could end this whole unfortunate episode!
“You’ve been a pest for as long as I’ve owned you,” she continues, “but pests exist to be gotten rid of.” Finally her fist loosens and for a second you think she’s decided to drop you. You come to a quick stop however as her fingers grip one of your legs. You now find yourself hanging upside down in front of her face as it twists into a triumphant smirk.
Quickly you look down at whatever you’re hanging above. Panic surges through you as you realize that there’s a large ceramic pool of water is waiting directly beneath you. The toilet? She’s going to flush you?!
“You were going to end up here anyway,” she says menacingly, “you’re just ending up here about 8 hours sooner than I wanted.”
“Tulip, donnnnn…” your feeble protest is again cut off as Tulip releases you and you plummet down into the bowl. You barely have time to take a deep breath before you plunge beneath the surface of the cold, thankfully clear, water. It takes you barely a moment to find your orientation and push back to the surface. Shaking the water quickly from your eyes you gaze upward at a sight that makes your blood run as cold as the water you’re now treading. Tulip is smiling evilly down at you as her hand reaches for the handle.
“No, Tulip don—“ you thrash as you slip momentarily beneath the surface. Quickly resurfacing you take a breath to try again as you hear sound of Tulip starting to jiggle the handle. “STOOOOP!!” You put everything inside of you into a final desperate scream and squeeze your eyes shut in anticipation of the coming flush. Your luck has been so amazingly rotten so far that a part of you has already given up. You continue to tread water you wait… and wait. Finally cracking open one eye you dare to peek up at your dear sister.
Still standing far above you with her hand reaching to a handle that you can’t see; your Sister’s face has clouded with something between confusion and rage. You can hear the handle jiggle slightly again as she tries to force her hand down the final half an inch.
“Grrr…” Tulip actually growls as her hand refuses to obey. Finally her eyes lock on you and the big radiant smile that’s begun to dominate your face. “What the Hell are you smiling at? … You… You’re doing this aren’t you?” Her eyes narrow in an accusatory fashion.
“Get me out of here,” you call up as a feeling of triumph floods your chest.
“Like Hell I will,” Tulip snorts only to immediately lean down and scoop you out of the toilet water. “Eww!” she squeaks in as girlish a tone as you’ve ever heard from her. Locking eyes on you again, you are pleased to see a new expression on Tulip’s face. An expression that you’ve expressed a number of times just today but that you’ve never, ever seen on your demented Sister’s face: fear. Yup, this is going to be so freaking sweet!
“How the fuck are you doing this, insect?” she demands; clearly trying to reacquire some measure of control over the situation.
“Shut up,” you reply easily and smile broadly as her mouth instantly clamps shut.
“Lick me clean,” you command in a bored sounding voice. You can’t stop yourself from smiling as Tulip’s face screws up in disgust even as her large pink tongue rolls out and advances towards your wet body. “Stop,” you say just as it’s about to make contact. “Just kidding,” you make a show of laughing in her increasingly livid face, “set me in the sink and turn on the water so it’s nice and warm.”
Your Sister’s rage is written across her face as she gently lowers you into the sink and starts the water. This sleepover is clearly not starting out as well as she had originally hoped. Good.
“Don’t move,” you command before you turn your back on her and step under the warm, clean, running water. It feels fantastic. Standing under the water, you can feel the stress of the day just melting away. You’d begun the day being bullied and pushed around by Tulip. Now, she would never bully you again. Now she belonged to you. And so did her friends, for that matter. True, you had promised Ran that you’d let her go… but you suppose you had been kind of ‘fuzzy’ on the whole ‘when’ part. You actually find yourself starting to chuckle in triumph as you contemplate how being in control of Tulip will change your life.
Like living with an arch-villain, you’ve never been able to truly relax with her around. You’ve had to live with the constant threat of whatever horrible act she can dream up. No more. Now your sister will be your protector; whether she wants to be or not. You poke your head out of the streaming water to peek on your new favorite sister. Sure enough, Tulip remains standing exactly where she is; her mouth is clamped shut and she continues to glare murderously at you. You wave and pull back into the soothing water.
Standing back under the full blast you let your mind wander; contemplating what uses you could put your sister to. You fight the smirk that tries to creep onto your face as you contemplate such a loaded question. It’s almost a shame Tulip isn’t hot. With a snort of laughter you poke your head back out at her, “hey Tulip, grow some boobs, huh!” You howl with laughter as you disappear back under the blessedly soothing water.
God the water feels good. But, would you really do something with your Sister if she were hot? Probably not. Admittedly you have a bit of a thing for your Mom’s amazing tits but that’s totally different from taking advantage of your Sister… isn’t it? Of course, Tulip doesn’t have breasts so it’s hardly a valid concern. Hmm… breasts…
You finally step out of the water and grab the small piece of cloth you’d set aside as a towel. You don’t even bother to glance at Tulip as you start to dry your hair.
Still, as long as you’re demanding the impossible… “And shrink down to my height while you’re at it,” you command without even dropping the towel from your eyes. You chuckle to yourself as you picture the expression on Tulip’s face at this command. She’ll probably think you’ve gone mad. Also good. Though really, what would you do if she were your size? You chuckle again as you picture subjecting her to Olga and Ran.
You make a point of keeping your back to Tulip (another act you’ve never felt safe doing before) since your body has started to react to your stray thoughts and you aren’t in the mood to flash an erection at her. “Nevermind,” you call over your shoulder to your giantess, “I think I want you at your normal height after all.”
With a final twirl of your makeshift towel, you’re done and you wrap the towel around your hips to hide your bits and pieces. Turning around you look up at your giantess and your jaw hits the floor...
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Standing like a sentinel beside the sink, Tulip glares angrily down at the tiny pink figure that is just visible standing under the running faucet. This can’t be happening. How can she be under that bugs command? It doesn’t make any sense! She must be dreaming! Yes, that’s it. She dreaming and any moment now she’s going to wake up, shake off this bad dream, and kill that little twerp once and for all.
“…grow some boobs,” the bug yelled up at her before he disappeared back under the water cackling. She can feel her face flush with anger. God! She just wants to be done with him. He should be thanking his lucky stars that she doesn’t have big breasts yet or she’d have smothered him between them long ago.
Almost as she thinks this there’s come a sudden tingling sensation in her chest. Glancing down, Tulips eyes suddenly go wide with fright as her small developing breasts suddenly balloon outward. In shear panic, Tulip tries to open her mouth to scream but it still refuses to open for her. All she can do is watch as an impressive set of DD breasts replace the mosquito bites she’d had just moments ago. Within moments her tits are large enough to rival her Mother’s; causing her shirt to pull so tight that she can barely breathe.
Had he done that?! This couldn’t be happening! What had she done to deserve this? All she’d wanted was to shove her brother into her mouth, chew him up and swallow him. Was that really too much to ask?!
“…shrink down to my height,” the bug yelled again. He gave no reaction to her new rack, so he either knew exactly what was happening or he wasn’t even paying attention. Before she could contemplate further, the shirt suddenly loosened. Tulip took a deep, thankful breath as the shirt suddenly gave plenty of room for her and her newly enhanced chest. Looking back at the fucking abomination responsible she felt her panic rise further. The sink top now came up to her shoulders and was growing fast! No. Not growing. She was shrinking! He’d commanded her to shrink and she was actually doing it!
In amazement, Tulip watched her clothes fall from her body as they became too big for her. A few moments later, she was standing in a small mountain of cloth that had been her pajamas. Looking down, her panties stretched out like a sheet in front of her. Looking around as much as she could without the ability to turn her head, Tulip took in the newly changed world around her. Everything seemed the same and yet somehow strange and distorted at the same time, like looking through a funhouse mirror. So this is the perspective that Stevie had of the world every moment of every day.
For the first time, a strange emotion welled up inside Tulip as she saw the world through her Brother’s eyes: pity. Yup, when she finally got out of this and obliterated him, she would be able to view it as a mercy killing. Hell, maybe she could even get him to thank her first.
“…grow to regular height,” came the squeaky annoying voice of her tormentor. Thankfully her body obeyed this latest command too. Within moments, she stood beside the sink at her full, powerful size with her now equally full breasts.
Her suspicions were confirmed as the bug finally locked eyes with her. It was written all across his face. He hadn’t had a clue what he was doing.
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“Uhhhh…..” you respond in absolute amazement as your eyes travel over the amazingly, full, bouncy curves of your naked sister. For nearly a minute you stare transfixed at her breasts as she glares angrily back at you. Finally you managed to shake your head to clear your thoughts. You hadn’t had a clue that puberty had hit Tulip so hard. How long had she had… those?! Wait a minute! And how had she stripped?! And what did she hope to accomplish by that?!
And like a tiny light bulb going off above your head you realize what happened. It’s all so clear. Tulip has decided to take the battle of wills to the next level! She intends to embarrass you into releasing her or screwing up or into just feeling like a pervert. Well two can play that game. You’re the one in control now and you aren’t going to give in that easily. With a showy flourish you pull the cloth back off of your body and stride towards YOUR naked giantess. “Life me up,” you command.
She’d chewed you up and swallowed you. By all rights that should have been the end of you. It was Tulip’s best shot and you don’t intend to give her a second chan—
WHUMP!!
A massive fist slams down where you’re standing as Tulip’s mind finally restarts. In an instant you are reduced to a smear in the bottom of the sink with a fist print where your face used to be.
“How the hell did you get out?” she snarls down at your slowly reforming body. Her eyes dart down to her stomach as she pulls her shirt up; searching for some hidden hole or escape hatch to her tummy. When the answer fails to present itself she turns her crazed eyes back toward you. “Answer me you pathetic bug!”
You take a deep breath as your body finally finishes reforming itself. Alright, round 1 and 2 go to Tulip but this time she’s going down. “I command you tooooo…” Before you can finish you sentence her fist closes around your body like a vise, and yanks you into the air in front of her face.
“Shut UP!” she practically screams. She’s holding you so tight that you can’t even scream, let alone squeak out a command. You can almost feel your body starting to conform to the contours of the inside of her fist. “I am so sick of your little lucky streak,” she hisses through gritted teeth. She’s practically spraying you with spit as she continues, “I eat you, you survive; I sit on you, you’re just fine; I step on you, no problem for you there. Well no more.”
The world behind her spins as Tulip turns in the bathroom. If you could just get some air into your lungs you could end this whole unfortunate episode!
“You’ve been a pest for as long as I’ve owned you,” she continues, “but pests exist to be gotten rid of.” Finally her fist loosens and for a second you think she’s decided to drop you. You come to a quick stop however as her fingers grip one of your legs. You now find yourself hanging upside down in front of her face as it twists into a triumphant smirk.
Quickly you look down at whatever you’re hanging above. Panic surges through you as you realize that there’s a large ceramic pool of water is waiting directly beneath you. The toilet? She’s going to flush you?!
“You were going to end up here anyway,” she says menacingly, “you’re just ending up here about 8 hours sooner than I wanted.”
“Tulip, donnnnn…” your feeble protest is again cut off as Tulip releases you and you plummet down into the bowl. You barely have time to take a deep breath before you plunge beneath the surface of the cold, thankfully clear, water. It takes you barely a moment to find your orientation and push back to the surface. Shaking the water quickly from your eyes you gaze upward at a sight that makes your blood run as cold as the water you’re now treading. Tulip is smiling evilly down at you as her hand reaches for the handle.
“No, Tulip don—“ you thrash as you slip momentarily beneath the surface. Quickly resurfacing you take a breath to try again as you hear sound of Tulip starting to jiggle the handle. “STOOOOP!!” You put everything inside of you into a final desperate scream and squeeze your eyes shut in anticipation of the coming flush. Your luck has been so amazingly rotten so far that a part of you has already given up. You continue to tread water you wait… and wait. Finally cracking open one eye you dare to peek up at your dear sister.
Still standing far above you with her hand reaching to a handle that you can’t see; your Sister’s face has clouded with something between confusion and rage. You can hear the handle jiggle slightly again as she tries to force her hand down the final half an inch.
“Grrr…” Tulip actually growls as her hand refuses to obey. Finally her eyes lock on you and the big radiant smile that’s begun to dominate your face. “What the Hell are you smiling at? … You… You’re doing this aren’t you?” Her eyes narrow in an accusatory fashion.
“Get me out of here,” you call up as a feeling of triumph floods your chest.
“Like Hell I will,” Tulip snorts only to immediately lean down and scoop you out of the toilet water. “Eww!” she squeaks in as girlish a tone as you’ve ever heard from her. Locking eyes on you again, you are pleased to see a new expression on Tulip’s face. An expression that you’ve expressed a number of times just today but that you’ve never, ever seen on your demented Sister’s face: fear. Yup, this is going to be so freaking sweet!
“How the fuck are you doing this, insect?” she demands; clearly trying to reacquire some measure of control over the situation.
“Shut up,” you reply easily and smile broadly as her mouth instantly clamps shut.
“Lick me clean,” you command in a bored sounding voice. You can’t stop yourself from smiling as Tulip’s face screws up in disgust even as her large pink tongue rolls out and advances towards your wet body. “Stop,” you say just as it’s about to make contact. “Just kidding,” you make a show of laughing in her increasingly livid face, “set me in the sink and turn on the water so it’s nice and warm.”
Your Sister’s rage is written across her face as she gently lowers you into the sink and starts the water. This sleepover is clearly not starting out as well as she had originally hoped. Good.
“Don’t move,” you command before you turn your back on her and step under the warm, clean, running water. It feels fantastic. Standing under the water, you can feel the stress of the day just melting away. You’d begun the day being bullied and pushed around by Tulip. Now, she would never bully you again. Now she belonged to you. And so did her friends, for that matter. True, you had promised Ran that you’d let her go… but you suppose you had been kind of ‘fuzzy’ on the whole ‘when’ part. You actually find yourself starting to chuckle in triumph as you contemplate how being in control of Tulip will change your life.
Like living with an arch-villain, you’ve never been able to truly relax with her around. You’ve had to live with the constant threat of whatever horrible act she can dream up. No more. Now your sister will be your protector; whether she wants to be or not. You poke your head out of the streaming water to peek on your new favorite sister. Sure enough, Tulip remains standing exactly where she is; her mouth is clamped shut and she continues to glare murderously at you. You wave and pull back into the soothing water.
Standing back under the full blast you let your mind wander; contemplating what uses you could put your sister to. You fight the smirk that tries to creep onto your face as you contemplate such a loaded question. It’s almost a shame Tulip isn’t hot. With a snort of laughter you poke your head back out at her, “hey Tulip, grow some boobs, huh!” You howl with laughter as you disappear back under the blessedly soothing water.
God the water feels good. But, would you really do something with your Sister if she were hot? Probably not. Admittedly you have a bit of a thing for your Mom’s amazing tits but that’s totally different from taking advantage of your Sister… isn’t it? Of course, Tulip doesn’t have breasts so it’s hardly a valid concern. Hmm… breasts…
You finally step out of the water and grab the small piece of cloth you’d set aside as a towel. You don’t even bother to glance at Tulip as you start to dry your hair.
Still, as long as you’re demanding the impossible… “And shrink down to my height while you’re at it,” you command without even dropping the towel from your eyes. You chuckle to yourself as you picture the expression on Tulip’s face at this command. She’ll probably think you’ve gone mad. Also good. Though really, what would you do if she were your size? You chuckle again as you picture subjecting her to Olga and Ran.
You make a point of keeping your back to Tulip (another act you’ve never felt safe doing before) since your body has started to react to your stray thoughts and you aren’t in the mood to flash an erection at her. “Nevermind,” you call over your shoulder to your giantess, “I think I want you at your normal height after all.”
With a final twirl of your makeshift towel, you’re done and you wrap the towel around your hips to hide your bits and pieces. Turning around you look up at your giantess and your jaw hits the floor...
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Standing like a sentinel beside the sink, Tulip glares angrily down at the tiny pink figure that is just visible standing under the running faucet. This can’t be happening. How can she be under that bugs command? It doesn’t make any sense! She must be dreaming! Yes, that’s it. She dreaming and any moment now she’s going to wake up, shake off this bad dream, and kill that little twerp once and for all.
“…grow some boobs,” the bug yelled up at her before he disappeared back under the water cackling. She can feel her face flush with anger. God! She just wants to be done with him. He should be thanking his lucky stars that she doesn’t have big breasts yet or she’d have smothered him between them long ago.
Almost as she thinks this there’s come a sudden tingling sensation in her chest. Glancing down, Tulips eyes suddenly go wide with fright as her small developing breasts suddenly balloon outward. In shear panic, Tulip tries to open her mouth to scream but it still refuses to open for her. All she can do is watch as an impressive set of DD breasts replace the mosquito bites she’d had just moments ago. Within moments her tits are large enough to rival her Mother’s; causing her shirt to pull so tight that she can barely breathe.
Had he done that?! This couldn’t be happening! What had she done to deserve this? All she’d wanted was to shove her brother into her mouth, chew him up and swallow him. Was that really too much to ask?!
“…shrink down to my height,” the bug yelled again. He gave no reaction to her new rack, so he either knew exactly what was happening or he wasn’t even paying attention. Before she could contemplate further, the shirt suddenly loosened. Tulip took a deep, thankful breath as the shirt suddenly gave plenty of room for her and her newly enhanced chest. Looking back at the fucking abomination responsible she felt her panic rise further. The sink top now came up to her shoulders and was growing fast! No. Not growing. She was shrinking! He’d commanded her to shrink and she was actually doing it!
In amazement, Tulip watched her clothes fall from her body as they became too big for her. A few moments later, she was standing in a small mountain of cloth that had been her pajamas. Looking down, her panties stretched out like a sheet in front of her. Looking around as much as she could without the ability to turn her head, Tulip took in the newly changed world around her. Everything seemed the same and yet somehow strange and distorted at the same time, like looking through a funhouse mirror. So this is the perspective that Stevie had of the world every moment of every day.
For the first time, a strange emotion welled up inside Tulip as she saw the world through her Brother’s eyes: pity. Yup, when she finally got out of this and obliterated him, she would be able to view it as a mercy killing. Hell, maybe she could even get him to thank her first.
“…grow to regular height,” came the squeaky annoying voice of her tormentor. Thankfully her body obeyed this latest command too. Within moments, she stood beside the sink at her full, powerful size with her now equally full breasts.
Her suspicions were confirmed as the bug finally locked eyes with her. It was written all across his face. He hadn’t had a clue what he was doing.
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“Uhhhh…..” you respond in absolute amazement as your eyes travel over the amazingly, full, bouncy curves of your naked sister. For nearly a minute you stare transfixed at her breasts as she glares angrily back at you. Finally you managed to shake your head to clear your thoughts. You hadn’t had a clue that puberty had hit Tulip so hard. How long had she had… those?! Wait a minute! And how had she stripped?! And what did she hope to accomplish by that?!
And like a tiny light bulb going off above your head you realize what happened. It’s all so clear. Tulip has decided to take the battle of wills to the next level! She intends to embarrass you into releasing her or screwing up or into just feeling like a pervert. Well two can play that game. You’re the one in control now and you aren’t going to give in that easily. With a showy flourish you pull the cloth back off of your body and stride towards YOUR naked giantess. “Life me up,” you command.
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