Shrink App Party.pdf

It was a dark day in the Salzburg household. Brother and sister, Hans and Elke, had a very...unusual relationship. Growing up, Elke always had a bit of a foot crush on her younger brother Hans. While most would find it odd or even repulsive, Elke couldn't help the excitement that coursed through her body when she accidentally stepped on Hans's tiny toes or caught a glimpse up his shorts.

As Hans entered puberty, his feelings towards his sister only grew stranger. He found himself immensely attracted to Elke, despite her overpowering her brother so easily. He would sneak peeks up her skirt, gazing longingly at her hefty thighs and plush, dimpled bottom. The view always left him weak in the knees...and rigid in the pants.

One dreary afternoon, Elke lounged around in her room, clad in just a thin tank top and her favorite pair of wooden platform sandals. The heel was a towering 6 inches high, and her plump cheeks totally filled out the strappy front. Hans tip-toed down the hallway, trying to catch a peek under her skirt.

As he neared her door, Elke called out, "Hans, is that you? Come in here and rub my feet, little brother. They're killing me!"

Hans' heart skipped a beat. "Y-yes, sis," he stammered, scurrying into her room. He knelt before her and gently grasped a meaty foot in his hands. She sighed contentedly as he massaged her supple soles.

"You're so good at this, Hans. What a lucky girl I am to have such an obedient little brother."

Hans gulped, his eyes roaming up her thick, quivering calves to the creases of her thighs. He spotted a glimpse of her plump rump under her hiked up skirt. Growing bolder, he slowly slid a hand up to cup her warm buttocks.

"Ahhh, don't stop..." Elke purred. Her other foot suddenly shot out and pressed against Hans' bulging zipper. "Well well, someone's excited! What's the matter, little bro? Does rubbing your big sister's feet get you all hot and bothered?"

Hans whimpered as she roughly groped his hardness through his pants. She pushed him onto his back and straddled his face, her moist womanhood hovering inches from his nose.

"I think you need to put that tongue to good use," Elke growled, grinding her crotch against his mouth. Hans eagerly lapped at her folds, drinking in her tangy essence. His hips bucked frantically, his throbbing cock straining in his shorts.

After several minutes of frenzied oral, Elke let out a throaty moan and came hard, gushing girl goo all over Hans' face. He ate her out sloppily before she finally pushed herself off.

"Scheisse, that was intense! You're a real quick study, Hans." She stood on wobbly legs and plopped onto her bed. "I'm going to take a nap now. Wake me in an hour so you can service me some more, ja?"

"J-ja, of course Elke..." Hans replied meekly, his chin and cheeks glazed with her cum. She blew him a kiss and rolled over.

An hour later, Hans returned, a wild glint in his eye. "Elke? Sis? Rise and shine, it's time for more fun!"

But the bed was empty. Puzzled, Hans searched the house...until he came upon a shocking sight. Elke stood in the kitchen, her bare feet splayed on something small and writhing on the floor.

"Elke, what the hell?! What are you doing?!" Hans cried, rushing over. He knelt down and gasped - it was his mother! Somehow she had been shrunk down to a tiny doll size, no more than 4 inches tall.

"Ah, you're just in time, little bro," Elke smirked. "Mom and I were playing around with this silly shrinking app, and well...looks like it actually worked! Aren't her little tiny legs just adorable?"

"Mom! Are you okay?!" Hans reached a hand down to her.

"Stay back, Hans!" she shouted in a shrill, squeaky voice. "Don't let her touch you! She's gone crazy!"

"Shut up, you little worm!" Elke barked. She ground a heel down on her minuscule mother, making her shriek as she struggled in vain. "Look at her, squirming and crying under my foot! It's positively delicious."

Hans' eyes nearly bugged out of his head as he watched Elke cruelly stomp his mother. What he wouldn't give to be in her place, to feel the immense power thrumming through her...

His reverie was broken by Elke's voice. "You just going to stand there gawking, little bro? Or are you going to help me have some fun?" She slowly dragged her sole up mom's prone form, making the pathetic creature wail and flail. "Maybe I should flatten her like a pancake, hm? Or crush her into paste under my heels...so many fun options!"

"Elke, please! You can't!" Hans pleaded. "Let her go! It's not right!"

"Feh, since when do you get a say?" She lifted her foot, letting mom catch a breath. "In fact, I have a much better idea - why don't you take a trip to doll land, little bro? Then we can ALL play together!"

Hans' blood ran cold. He knew that look in Elke's eyes, that manic gleam of sadistic power-lust. She WOULD shrink him, just to toy with him like a living doll. He had to act fast - Elke was already reaching for her phone to activate the app. Hans bolted for the front door, his sister's shrieks of outrage chasing him.

"Get back here, you little shit! You can't hide from me!" Heavy footfalls pounded after him. Hans ran faster than he ever had before, darting out the door.

Elke burst out after him, her wooden sandals slapping the sidewalk. "Hans, you bastard! Get your ass back here so I can SMASH you!"

She lumbered after her brother, meaty thighs jiggling and sandaled feet slapping the ground. Hans wove through the neighborhood streets, heart pounding in his ears. No matter how far he ran, he heard Elke's furious voice, felt the ground quake with each of her footfalls.

Just when she was about to catch him, Hans spotted a gap between two fences - just barely large enough for his scrawny frame to slip through. He squeezed into the narrow crawlspace, praying Elke wouldn't follow.

For a few blissful moments, the world was silent, the angry shouts and thundering footsteps receding. Hans let out a shaky breath, slumping against the fence.

Then one of the boards splintered with a crack. Hans looked up in horror to see Elke's wooden sole wedging itself into the gap, accompanied by her snarling face.

"Think a little fence is going to save you, shrimp? I'll just kick it down!" She began thrashing her sandaled foot back and forth, ready to kick the board loose. The cheap wood groaned and splintered further.

Hans knew he was doomed. Any second now Elke would break through and crush him like an insect under her sexy shoe. He closed his eyes, bracing for his impending death.

But then, a miracle! With a final crack, the top half of the board popped loose...and Elke's sheer weight made her tumble through headfirst!

She landed in a sprawled heap, her sandaled feet thrashing. "Acht! Those boards were stronger than I thought..."

Hans' eyes went wide as a realization hit him. The still-forming hole was now behind Elke's head...she couldn't fit back through to get him! He was safe!

"So long, sis!" Hans stuck his tongue out at her and wiggled the rest of the way through. Elke's enraged shrieks followed him out the other side.

For the next hour, Hans led Elke on a merry chase through the neighborhood. He ducked between bushes and under hedges, always staying just out of reach of her flailing feet.

Finally, exhausted and parched, he slipped through the Salzburg door and slammed it shut behind him. He heard Elke's furious beatings on the wood and her howled curses, but knew the door would hold.

For now, he was safe. But Hans knew Elke would regroup and come for him again, angrier than ever. He had to warn mom, maybe find a way to reverse the shrinking.

Just then, he spotted a familiar shape huddled under the coffee table. "Mom! You're alright!"

"Barely, you little fool! If you hadn't run, Elke would've never caught up to her!" she screeched in his ear. "We have to get out of here, Hans!"

"Agreed. I'll grab some cash, you hide in my pocket..." He reached down to scoop up his mother.

"Nein! Not there!" she squawked. "What if she grabs me?! Put me in your shirt instead!"

Hans sighed but did as he was told, tucking the tiny woman under his collar. He felt her weight settle on his chest as he hurried to his room to pack a bag.

His mind raced as he changed and threw clothes and snacks into a backpack. They'd lay low for a while, maybe contact the authorities. He just prayed Elke wouldn't find them first...

Suddenly, a shadow fell over the room. Hans looked up into Elke's volcanic gaze, her face twisted with betrayal and fury. She stood in the doorway, hands on her hips.

"End of the line, little bro. I knew you'd come back here to grab shit," she growled, her voice dripping malice. "Now you're going to join the little worm and be my plaything for good! Maybe I'll crush your tiny dick first for running away, hm?"

Hans gulped. He was trapped, with no way out but past Elke. And she looked fit to murder...