Recently, my step-brother started shrinking. He gradually got smaller and smaller until he ended up only being about an inch tall. We found out that he has a virus, something the doctor called "tiny influenza".
When he started shrinking, something awoke within me. An urge to play with and tease tiny little men overtook me. You see, I've always loved candy. I love the way it feels in my mouth, how it feels going down my throat. And what I wanted m...
Recently, my step-brother started shrinking. He gradually got smaller and smaller until he ended up only being about an inch tall. We found out that he has a virus, something the doctor called "tiny influenza".
When he started shrinking, something awoke within me. An urge to play with and tease tiny little men overtook me. You see, I've always loved candy. I love the way it feels in my mouth, how it feels going down my throat. And what I wanted more than anything was to put my tiny step-brother in my mouth and play with him like he was nothing more than a piece of candy to me.
I kept resisting these urges. I told myself that it wasn't right, that I couldn't do that to my step-brother. But I knew it was useless to try to resist these urges any longer. After all, he won't be tiny forever and I'm not letting the chance to play with a tiny little man slip through my fingers.
I wait until our parents leave and then I set my plan into motion. I think he was able to tell I've been acting different, because he hides from me. I look around the house for him, trying to coax him out of hiding by telling him that he has nothing to worry about. He can trust me. After all, I am his step-sister. I finally find him and bring him to my room where I tell him what I plan to do to him.
We are going to play a little game. He is my little piece of candy, and I am the mean, hungry big step-sister. As long as he's good he won't get swallowed... at least not today. I start off by rubbing him all over my mouth, having him feel how soft my lips are and get covered by my lipstick before I put him in my mouth to give him his first tour of the inside of my mouth.
It feels so good to finally have my own tiny little plaything, and it makes it even better that he's my step-brother.
After awhile I spit him out before I am unable to control the urge to swallow him. I decide to get a gummy bear, my favorite candy, and put the gummy bear and my step-brother in my mouth at the same time. I swish them around to make them bump into each other and feel every single crevice of my mouth. I swallow the first gummy bear. I then grab another one and I hold my step-brother to my throat as I swallow it, making him feel the gummy bear go down my throat so he is well aware that that could easily be him going down my throat instead.
I know it won't be long until our parents come home, so I give him one last mouth tour. Before I let him go, I tell him that until the virus wears off this little playtime of ours is going to be a regular thing. And if he tells step-mom about it, then I will swallow him for real. What he doesn't know is, I'll probably end up swallowing him no matter what.
