Little Cindy spent the night huddled against Mary's breasts. Mary was
the first to awake the next morning and had to literally pry her tiny sister's
hands from her bosom. Cindy's little face frowned as Mary pulled away from
her, and the tiny child continued to squirm and fidget until Mary gave
her a big stuffed animal to replace her.
Last night's ordeal had a profound effect on Mary. For the first time
she really began to understand the responsibility that went with authority.
Where yesterday she had been just playing at being a big baby sitter, thinking
it was just a fun game for her, now she realized just how very serious
and real it was. Poor Cindy was now so helpless - and Mary knew that, with
their mother far away, her older sister now was completely dependent upon
her!
Knowing Cindy's fate was in her hands, Mary sprung into action. She
called Dr. Johnson, describing Cindy's shrinkage, and was relieved to be
assured that the reduction in size would be temporary and would be counteracted
by the growth serum. Dr. Johnson said he would call the lab to provide
an extra strong dosage so that Cindy would quickly be restored to normal.
The formula would be shipped directly from the research lab in Switzerland
and should arrive in a few days' time.
Then, gently waking the tiny child, she carried little Cindy over to
her dresser, standing her up beside a ruler. Mary's heart sank as she saw
how tiny Cindy had become - she now stood barely 17 inches high! Mary called
the results back to Dr Johnson, so he could prepare the antidote accordingly.
Then Mary went to find clothes for the tiny child, finally settling on
a flowery nightie that one of Missie's big dollies wore.
Meanwhile Mark was with the two other children. Both adults felt it
was important for the children to see what they had done to Cindy, and
to apologize to her for it. Mary wasn't yet sure what punishment they should
have, but at least an apology was a beginning.
Ever since she awoke, Cindy was quiet and very clingy, refusing to be
away from Mary for more than a few seconds. When Mary told Cindy that the
two children would come in to see her, her fear showed clearly in the tiny
child's face. Cindy was almost in tears, begging Mary not to let the mean
children inside their bedroom, but Mary gently insisted. She wanted Cindy
to see how remorseful they were so she wouldn't be afraid any more.
"Cindy? I'm going to open the door and let Missie and Billie in now.
I'll be right here all the time, so there's nothing to be afraid of. You
understand, Cindy?"
"I-If you say so, Mary. You w-won't let them t-touch me, right?"
"Of course not honey! Now just wait right thereÖ" Mary went to open
the door, leaving tiny Cindy standing on the dresser top.
As soon as Cindy saw Missie, her little heart started beating like mad,
and her breath came in shallow gasps. Missie seemed so big - even standing
on the dresser, some 30 inches high, Cindy was still below Missie's eye
level! Missie had a sullen expression on her face as Mark led her and Billie
into the room - obviously she still wasn't happy with having to apologize
to Cindy. When she saw the tiny child on the dresser, she momentarily stopped
in shock - she hadn't yet realized how tiny Cindy had now become!
"Hiya Mary. Er, I mean,Ö umÖ Cindy." said Missie.
As Missie stood in front of the dresser, little Cindy backed up in fear.
She was too frightened to say anything at all, and just stood silently,
her little body now shivering in fright before the huge child.
"Er, I guess I'mÖ uhÖ erÖ I meanÖ Billie and I areÖ umÖ real sorry that
we Ö umÖ teased you and ÖerrÖmade you all scared last night." Missie was
looking down at the floor as she spoke. "I guess that wasÖ um.. not a nice
thing to doÖ"
Mary was standing next to Missie. "Cindy? What do you say to Missie?
Do you accept her apology?"
Cindy turned to Mary, looking up with a helpless little expression,
then burst into tears and scampered across the dresser top, throwing her
little arms around Mary's waist and wailing. "N-no, Mary! PLEASE don't
make me t-talk to them!! Just get them AWAY from m-me!"
Mary picked up the tiny frightened child and motioned for Mark to take
the two children out of the room. As she held the little crying figure,
she could feel that poor Cindy was again shivering in fear. Mary held her
against her warm bosom for a good ten minutes until she finally relaxed.
But when she put Cindy back down and checked her height she was shocked
- Cindy had shrunk another two inches! She was now only 15 inches tall!!
********
"So you think she's getting better now?"
"Well, I don't really know, Mark. She LOOKS better, I guess. I think
it was definitely a good idea to send Missie and Billie away to stay with
the neighbors, anyway - she seemed to relax a lot after we got them out
of the houseÖ"
Mark rolled to his side on the beach blanket. The two were sunning themselves
in Aunt Millie's backyard, Mark in his bathing trunks and Mary in her revealing
little yellow thong bikini. It had been a few days since all the excitement
had died down, and they both hoped things would soon get back to "normal"
- whatever that meant!
"Gosh, I really hope I'm doin' the right thing - not telling mom and
all. I mean, what would be the use? She's gonna be on her trip for another
10 days and Dr. Johnson says its all temporary anyway. I guess I'd rather
not have her worry about it, y'know? And besides, he says the antidote's
gonna come any day now."
Mark grunted his assent. By now he was used to Mary's long monologues
about her sister's welfare - it seemed that these days that was all she
ever talked about!
"And I hope little Mary doesn't mind being cooped up in that room all
day, with all those big toys and stuff. It's so hard to tell with her -
the poor little dear never complains about anythingÖ"
Mark cut in, "Look, Cindy, why don't you just stop worrying about her?
I really think you're still blaming yourself for her shrinking, but it's
not like it's your fault or anything. I really don't know what else you
can do for her. I mean, you already do EVERYTHING possible - you feed her,
wash her, set up her little bed and tables and everything. Christ, you're
even still letting her SLEEP with youÖ"
"Now Mark, you know we discussed this. She just needs a little loving
care until she can recover from her traumatic experiences. The poor dear
just needs to be held, that's all. Anyway, I've already told her that it's
only for a few days, and we're going to end it real soon." Mary sat up
and kissed Mark on the cheek. "Don't you worry lover! We'll be sleeping
together again tonight - I promise!"
Mary continued, "But I'm still worried about her, y'know? I mean, she
SEEMS happy, but it's like she's so different now - so fragile! Ever since
that night she got little she's been so helpless, so dependent! She's almost
like a little child now, poor thingÖ" Mary's voice trailed off as she stared
into the distance. Suddenly, she seemed to snap back from her reverie.
"Oh, I guess it's about that time - I'd better go look in on her again!"
"Now don't you go anywhere - I'll just be a minute!" Smiled Mary, standing
up and adjusting her bikini.
Mark turned on his side to watch Mary's lovely rear as she walked off
towards the house. "Tell her I said hi." He grinned and called after her.
"Hey - and tell her I'm jealous, too!"
Mary stopped at the top of the stairs, her beautiful breasts in profile,
and gave Mark a wink and a big smile before disappearing inside the doorway.
********
Things had changed so much for little Cindy in the last few days. The
world was now such a big and scary place! She never even THOUGHT of leaving
her bedroom - everything was so big and here she was so small and helpless!
Even inside her warm, safe bedroom sometimes things still seemed so big
and scary. Gosh, even some of the dollies lined up against the wall were
as big or even bigger than she was!
Sometimes when she was alone she would get scary thoughts. Like that
big bad Missie girl! She was so bad and scary! Cindy hoped she'd NEVER
see HER again! Even thinking of her made her shiver and even cry sometimes!
But when the bad thoughts came, Cindy tried her very best to think of
good thoughts instead. She remembered that Mary had told her not to think
about bad thoughts, and more than anything Cindy wanted to be a good girl
for Mary!
Mary!! She was the best, most wonderfulest person in the world! Even
just thinking of Mary made all the bad thoughts go away! She was so wonderful!!
And little Cindy was so lucky to have a big sister like Mary! Mary was
so big and strong - she'd NEVER let bad things happen to Cindy! And Mary
was so beautiful, too - the prettiest most beautifulest girl in the whole
wide world!
Sometimes it got boring - or scary! - when Cindy stayed in her big room
by herself all day. But when Mary came everything was wonderful! She wished
Mary could just stay with her always and forever!
Suddenly Cindy heard the door slam shut downstairs - could that
be her? Her little heart beat with excitement! It SOUNDED like her? Cindy
stopped and listened to the footsteps coming up the stairs. Yes! It sure
WAS Mary! It WAS!! It REALLY, REALLY was!!
Cindy could hardly contain her excitement! MARY was coming!! She started
hopping up and down excitedly as the footsteps got closer and closer! Finally
she started giggling uncontrollably and clapping her little hands together,
her little body bouncing up and down with frantic glee!!
The door opened a crack and Mary, a big smile on her face, looked down
at the tiny child. "Cindy? How's my favorite little girl?"
"MAREEEEE!!!!" squealed little Cindy, as she took off running towards
the huge smiling figure, her tiny legs scampering across the floor. Jumping
up and wrapping her little arms around Mary's long legs, the tiny girl's
brightly grinning face was still well below Mary's shapely knees!
"Mary!! Mary!! Mary!! Mary!! Mary!!" giggled the tiny figure as she
hugged her sister's huge leg, craning her little smiling face upwards,
her tiny body still bouncing with excitement!
"Hey! (giggle) All right there, Cindy!" grinned Mary. "Let's not overdo
it now, sweetie!"
Cindy unwound herself from Mary's leg and happily shouted up at her.
"Look, Mary! C'mere an' look what I did today!" She scampered across the
room, stopping at a small folded blanket on the floor. "See Mary! I did
it just like you asked me to! Aren't I a good little girl?"
Mary followed the tiny child across the room and knelt down before her,
looking at the little folded blanket and smiling down maternally. "Why,
yes, Cindy! You ARE a good girl! You did a VERY good job - you made your
little bed just like Mary said!"
"An' look at THIS!" squealed Cindy, her little legs dashing across the
room until she came to a small dish with some scraps of food on it. "You
SEE, Mary? I did my VERY best! Look how much I ate, Mary!"
Mary giggled to herself as she followed the tiny figure across the room,
her lovely breasts almost falling out of her skimpy bikini top as she crawled
on all fours. "Oh, that's VERY good Cindy! You finished almost all of your
sandwich! And LOOK! ALL of your fruit! Oh, I'm just SO proud of you, Cindy!"
"An' look at the room, Mary! I did just what you said! I cleaned up
ALL of my toys!"
Mary grinned down at the tiny excited figure. "Oh, you've been SUCH
a good girl, Cindy. Yes, I think you've done a VERY good job today! Now
can you tell Mary what you're supposed to do now?"
"UmmmmÖ help Mary measure me??" grinned tiny Cindy.
"That's right! Now you just stand right there and let Mary pick you
up and put you on the dresser topÖ" Mary reached down and gently circled
Cindy's tiny waist with her huge hand, picking her up and, after a fun
ride through the air, depositing the tiny giggling child on the dresser
top. Then Mary sat down on a chair in front of her and stood the ruler
up next to tiny Cindy, eyeing her height on the scale "Now Cindy, stand
up straight while Mary checksÖ"
"Whatëcha see, Mary?" called tiny Cindy in her high little voice.
Mary was frowning as she lined the tiny little head up against the ruler.
"Cindy!" she huffed. "Just look at you - you lost another ¾ inches!
Honey, you're only about 12 inches tall now!" She looked down at the tiny
girl, her brows furrowed in concern. "Sweetie, you're not still scared
are you? Don't you remember what Mary said?"
"I'm sorry, Mary!" smiled little Cindy. "I'm trying my best y'know.
It's just sometimesÖ well, sometimes I kinda get all scared an' stuffÖ"
She looked down at her little feet in embarrassment. "I guess some things
still get me frightened."
Mary smiled down maternally. "Well, just you remember - Mary's right
here to protect you. So if you ever get scared, justÖ"
"Öjust think of MARY!" squealed tiny Cindy, a bright smile on her little
face as she looked up from the table top at her huge sister.
"So Mary!" squeaked Cindy. "Am I still a good little girl?"
"Oh YES, Cindy! You've been VERY good! Why I think you're just
the best little girl ANYWHERE!" grinned Mary.
"Yipeee!" squealed Cindy. "I was a good girl today! So that means
I get to stay in YOUR room tonight. Yayyy!!"
"Now Cindy." Mary put on a serious expression and spoke in a gentle
but stern voice. "I've been talking this over with Uncle Mark and we both
think that it's about time you start spending the evenings in your OWN
room. I just don't think you should be sleeping with Mary like this any
moreÖ"
"But you PROMISED!" cried Cindy. "You SAID! You said if I was a good
girl I could stay with youÖ"
"Yes, dear I know I said that, but that was a few days ago when you
were still very frightened. Now that you're better, I think we shouldÖ"
"NO!!! We had a DEAL!! You SAID!!" pouted tiny Cindy.
"Now sweetie, don't make me get angry with you! Like I said Mark and
I already made our decisionÖ"
"You'd BETTER! You'd better let me sleep in your bed! Or else I'm gonnaÖ
I'm gonnaÖ" Cindy had her tiny arms folded, a petulant expression on her
tiny child's face as her little brain thought through her options. Suddenly
she brightened and turned up to face Mary. "Yeah! That's it!! If you don't
do it I'm gonna make myself get all scared an' shrink myself down!!"
"CINDY!! Stop that! Now I don't want to even HEAR you THINK about thatÖ"
"I WILL! I'll DO IT, Mary! You just watch meÖ" She ran over to the ruler
and stood beside it, pretending to get herself scared. "Ooooohhhh! I'm
so scared!! Missie is comin' to get me!! H-help, Mary! I'm gettin' all
little now!!"
"Cindy!! PLEASE, sweetie!! Now don't tease me like thatÖ" Really frightened
that she might actually shrink herself further, Mary suddenly huffed in
exasperation and smiled ruefully down at the tiny petulant child. "All
right, Cindy!! You win!"
Cindy giggled, hopping up and down as she clapped her tiny hands together
in glee. She started running across the table top towards Mary, but was
stopped in her tracks by a giant finger pointed right at her chest.
As her tiny sister looked up in surprise, Mary took on a stern expression
as she lectured the tiny child. "All right, Cindy! I'll let you stay with
me tonight - but only for ONE HOUR! Then you go back to your OWN BED! You
understand me, Cindy?"
The tiny girl nodded, a stubborn pout on her little face.
"So do we have a deal, Cindy?" asked Mary, her big eyebrow arching as
she looked down at her tiny audience.
"WellÖ all right!" called Cindy submissively. Then she smiled up at
Mary. "BUT! You gotta give me TEN MINUTES!!"
"Now, CindyÖ"
"Ten minutes or NO DEAL!!" called Cindy, crossing her tiny arms in defiance.
Mary sighed at the sight of the tiny determined face before her, then
reached behind her back and untied her bikini top, letting it fall to the
floor. She leaned forward, lowering her huge nude breasts onto the dresser
top, as Cindy burst into giggles and scampered towards her, throwing her
tiny arms around Mary's giant mammaries. Mary broke into a wry grin, looking
down at her tiny sister as she began happily suckling her huge nipples.
"Oh, all right, sweetie. Ten minutes!"
********
Later that afternoon, Mary went up again to check in on little Cindy.
But as soon as she opened the door to her room, Mary could see that something
was different - something was very wrong! Cindy's little bed was unmade,
her food spilled on the floor, and her toys scattered about! It almost
looked like someone had deliberately messed up all of her little things!
Her heart beating with anxiety, Mary rushed across the room to her play
area and fell to her knees. "Cindy? Cindy, honey? Where are you? W-what's
happened to your room?"
Horrible visions flashed through Mary's head as she desperately looked
about for her tiny sister. The poor little dear - was she hurt? Had someone
broken in and taken her away? "Cindy? PLEASE, honey! It's me, Mary! Just
tell me - are you all right?"
Suddenly Mary heard a little sound, like the tinkling of tiny bells
- the unmistakable sound of Cindy's giggling laughter! It was coming from
behind a shoe box in the corner of the room!
Now relaxing, Mary burst into a grin and used her best make believe
angry voice as she pretended to look though the scattered toys. "Ohhhhh!
Just LOOK at this mess! SOMEBODY's been a VERY bad little girl!" The giggling
increased, getting louder and louder as Mary continued, "Boy, I bet it's
that bad little CINDY girl! She's SO bad! Just WAIT until I get my hands
on her! I'm REALLY gonna teach her a lesson THIS time!"
"Oooohh, I'm not gonna be nice to HER any more! That bad little girl's
really gonna get punished NOW!" giggled Mary as she crawled across the
floor, pretending to look around the room for her tiny sister. "Now where
could she be? I bet she's hiding someplace!" She reached over and picked
up a big stuffed animal lying on the floor. "How about HERE?"
A burst of giggles came from the corner of the room as Mary lifted the
stuffed animal, putting a pretend disappointed look on her face when she
saw that nothing was behind it.
"Ohhhhh! That terrible bad little girl! She'd better not be hiding from
me!! She's gonna be SO sorry!!" The giggling came much louder now, as Mary
crawled closer to the shoe box. "Hey, what's that sound?! Sounds to me
like a bad little girl! Is there a bad little girl behind that shoe box??"
"(giggle) No! There's no bad little girl here!" squealed tiny Cindy.
"WHO SAID THAT??" laughed Mary. "Is that Cindy?? Where IS that bad little
girl?" She reached over and picked up the shoe box with one hand, revealing
her tiny sister, curled up in a ball, grinning up at her and giggling like
crazy!
"THERE you are! I KNEW it! It's that bad little CINDY girl!!" laughed
Mary.
Cindy squealed and hopped to her feet, then started running across the
room away from her huge sister, her tiny legs churning as fast as she could
go. "Can't catch me!!" squealed Cindy in her tiny high voice.
Mary reached down and easily caught her doll sized sister, scooping
up her tiny body in one hand. She lifted her tiny squirming body up to
her huge smiling face and, once again putting her pretend angry look on
her face, began scolding tiny Cindy. "NOW I've got you!! Oooohhhh, you
BAD, BAD little girl! Just LOOK at how bad you've been! You messed up your
WHOLE room!! You should be so ashamed!! Now what do you think Mary should
do with this bad little girl?"
"S-spankin'!!" squealed tiny Cindy.
"What did you say??" laughed Mary.
"Y-you're gonna give m-me a spankin'!!" giggled the tiny girl, squirming
with glee as she helplessly struggled against the overpowering grip of
Mary's huge hand.
"That's right Cindy! You'd better believe it!! That little bottom of
yours is gonna get a BIG spanking!!" laughed Mary, as she carefully took
her tiny sister in her other hand, flipping her over and lifting up her
little skirt with her huge fingers, revealing her tiny bare bottom. She
held the tiny struggling girl helpless with one huge hand about her waist,
using the two fingers of her other hand to lightly swat the tiny little
upended rear.
Cindy's tiny legs kicked and kicked helplessly as she squealed with
laughter! The big love pats rained down on her tiny tushie, the tiny high
sounds of her joyful giggling merging with Mary's deeper chuckling. As
the two girls continued their little game, the whole house became filled
with the happy sounds of the two sisters' bright laughter echoing down
the hallways.
Downstairs, Mark sat listening to the sounds of the happy pair and laughed
to himself, shaking his head in amused disbelief. Not again! he thought
ruefully. Didn't those two ever get tired of these little games? Jeez -
this was the third time today!!
Continued in Part 8