Cold December
Your Life......Smaller
chapter 13
by
copier
· original author:
tinylelouch
You look cautiously at your giant sister, her face showed no remorse, no regret, you were nothing but a slave to her now it seems. "Let me get you...better aquainted with my feet little bro" December said with an emphasis on "little"
Confused you mutter aloud "What do you mean sis?" She couldn't hear your voice but she seemed to read your thoughts seeing as December just smiled as if you were missing something. "Oh you'll see bro...." Shortly afterward you did see, in fact you saw it all and you didn't like where this was going one bit.
You were staring past your sisters nail towards where you were heading, a pair of black and red tennis shoes that December jogged in. "Please don't sis!!" You plead with no results. Her face still showing no compassion December flicked her wrist at her shoes, the sudden motion causing you to go flying into her left shoe.
The fall would've killed you if it weren't for the squishy insole you landed on. Grabbing the insole you feel the moistness and smell a faint lingering odor, the causes of both of these is obvious.
"Get ready bro! Here comes my feet!" you giantess sister teased as her feet began sliding into her shoes. You could've run but it wouldn't have helped, at your size you could have an hour of a headstart and you probably wouldn't even make it to the arch.
The dry sole finally touched your body. you broke out it chills as her foot continued going into her foot, increasing the pressure on you. Stomping her left foot December laughed evilly as you squealed in pain. "Let's go for a nice jog bro. I think three miles will suffice.
Confused you mutter aloud "What do you mean sis?" She couldn't hear your voice but she seemed to read your thoughts seeing as December just smiled as if you were missing something. "Oh you'll see bro...." Shortly afterward you did see, in fact you saw it all and you didn't like where this was going one bit.
You were staring past your sisters nail towards where you were heading, a pair of black and red tennis shoes that December jogged in. "Please don't sis!!" You plead with no results. Her face still showing no compassion December flicked her wrist at her shoes, the sudden motion causing you to go flying into her left shoe.
The fall would've killed you if it weren't for the squishy insole you landed on. Grabbing the insole you feel the moistness and smell a faint lingering odor, the causes of both of these is obvious.
"Get ready bro! Here comes my feet!" you giantess sister teased as her feet began sliding into her shoes. You could've run but it wouldn't have helped, at your size you could have an hour of a headstart and you probably wouldn't even make it to the arch.
The dry sole finally touched your body. you broke out it chills as her foot continued going into her foot, increasing the pressure on you. Stomping her left foot December laughed evilly as you squealed in pain. "Let's go for a nice jog bro. I think three miles will suffice.
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