The angry sister

"What the fuck!?" I heard my sister yell. "Adam, get down here!"

I ran down to see what she was so pissed about. 

"I can't believe you, you asshole!" She yelled at me as I arrived. "You ate all my fuckin cherries! Those were mine you dick! I paid for them myself. You had no right!"

"You don't-" I was cut short as she pulled a little remote out of her pocket and shot me with it. I immediately began to dwindle in size. What I was trying to explain to her was that the cherries had all gone bad and were leaking in the fridge so I had actually done her a favor by throwing them out and cleaning the fridge before our parents noticed.

"Look at you now," she said looking down at me, "that  size suits a pathetic bug like you!"

I don't know what I ever did to make my sister hate me, but she has always felt  this need to bully and dominate me. I watched as she picked her foot up high above me. She gave me the middle finger.

"Are you ready to die under my beautiful foot," she asked. "Frankly, you should be honored to die for the pleasure of your goddess sister! By loser!"

She slammed her foot down on me as hard as she could and started grinding me into the ground. I had expected my body to be ground to paste, yet somehow, despite all the pain, my body remained fully in tact. When she raised her foot and saw me still in one piece it pissed her off. She began stomping over and over in an attempt to rid the world of me, but to no avail.

She sat down defeated, placing her feet directly in front of me. Now that I wasn't focused on the pain of being stomped on I began to realize how bad her feet stank at this size. She raised her toes a little.

"So here's the deal," she told me, "you're no longer Adam, you are my pathetic little foot bitch who's only job is to worship my feet and use your tongue to make sure they're clean. If you decide not to listen, I'll make you even smaller and stick you inside moms gym shoe."

My mom's gym shoes smelled of death at normal size. There was no way I was about to let myself become trapped in there, so head down and defeated I walked up to my sisters toes and began to lick. The taste was foul indescribable. I just wanted to die. After a few minutes of this, my sister shifted and picked me up. I thought maybe she was just messing with me and was now ready to fix me, but I was so wrong. She just wanted to get more comfortable so she could play on her phone as she made her diminutive slave of a brother worship her feet.

This ultimately became my life. Every morning she would stuff me in her sock, go to the gym, then to work, never changing her socks. Then every night she would remove her socks and make me lick her foul smelling feet clean as she sat watching tv or playing on her phone. When my parents found out, they immediately demanded an explanation, to which my sister told them that she had put shrinking powder in one of her pairs of dirty panties and found me shrunk next to them, insinuating that I was sniffing her dirty panties. Of course, as always, my parents believed her and said that she was giving me a suiting punishment and told her that she could keep me this way as long as she decided to. Then they just left, leaving me in her care.

"See that little bro," she said, "you're mine forever!!"