This choice: You eat breakfast, then your sis wakes up, demanding you play with her • Go Back...Chapter #3Sis wakes up by: Unknown You're finishing up with your breakfast when your Sister walks into the Kitchen. You tell her Mom is out for the day and that you are in charge. The two of you walk into the living room, she puts the TV on and you grab your gameboy and start playing. About a minute goes by before Isabelle starts complaining that there is nothing on and she wants you to play a game with her.
"Not Now" you tell her. "Im in the middle of this"
"Youre just playing Gameboy, you can do that later!" she wines. "Plus Mom would want you to play a game with me!"
"Listen!" you tell her. "I'm in charge here and I say we will play later"
"Why are YOU always in charge?" she asks
"Because I'm bigger than you" you respond, "When Mom is home she is in charge because she is the biggest, when she isn't I'm in charge because I am the biggest here. The bigger person is always in charge, that's how it is. If you were bigger than me, You would be in charge, but you're just my little sister so right now I am".
"Fine!" Izzy says, a little angrily, but understanding the rules. "But maybe someday i'll grow up to be bigger than you".
"Well, when that happens I will do whatever you say" you tell her, knowing that as your little sister she will never reach your height, probably not even as an adult.
Some time goes by and you are basically done with the gameboy. You figure it would be nice to play a game with your sister. You always got along because for the most part she did what you told her to. You tell her youre ready and ask her what she wants to do. When she told you she wanted to play you were excited. Every once in a while you and your sister would play "princess". She would be in charge and you and all her little dolls would do what she said. You always had a bit of a foot fetish, and though she was your little sister, izzy had extremely beautiful feet for a girl her age. And when Izzy played "princess" at one point she would always tell you to kiss the royal feet, or something of the sort. It worked out great for both of you, the little girl got to feel pampered and in charge for a bit, and you got to live out a bit of your fantasy.
So, you went about playing for a while. Sure enough your sister eventually wanted the royal feet cleaned. Now when you would play this game your sister would go out of her way to run upstairs and put on her long rainbow toe socks, apparently she thought its what a princess would wear. But now, she began to take them off.
"You have to lick the royal feet clean, servant boy"
Now you were really excited. This was your little sister, but she seemed to be into her feet being worshipped and humiliating you, it was odd that she would want the exact same thing you did at such a young age. you wanted to do it, but you had to think, should you? then again, it really couldnt hurt, you are just the nice big brother playing silly games with your little sister. She didnt know its something you actually wanted to do for some time. it was probably alright, and no one else would ever know.
So you say to her "Oh, yes princess. It would be an honor to clean your mighty toes with my lowly peasant tongue"
she giggled at that and began shaking in excitement, she would really get you to do what she wanted. So you stuck out your tongue and slowly licked between your sister's soft toes. There was a bit of colorful lint and such between her toes, but you carried it up on your tongue and into your mouth, telling izzy that it was delicious.
She smiled and giggled more, wiggling her toes as you continued to lick her foot. You were having a great time, but something was wrong... | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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