You’re sitting in your living room on the bench as you’re slowly falling asleep, watching the Home Screen of the video game you’re playing loop.

You fall asleep and you shrink to approximately two inches on the bench when your (now massive) step-sister Kimberly walks out and looks at the television, about to turn on one of her shows. You’re desperate to get her attention, but it’s clear she doesn’t see you as she slowly backs her massive rear toward the bench you’re sitting upon.

Hmm, you think she'd see your tiny glowing wings on her back...but alas, it seems not! Okay, let me try and get her attention a different way, playfully of course...She squats down, placing the weight of her round, jiggling ass directly above you and the bench you're sitting on. The warmth radiating from her body feels amazing, but what happens next makes your heart race even faster!

His little voice startles her! The warmth of her ass makes her blush a bit as she realizes he's talking to her. She tilts her head slightly, looking down between her legs at him with one eyebrow raised playfully. "You're tiny and cute...but you've been ignoring me all day!" she teases, leaning forward just a little more.

"Hey, no need to apologize!" she says with a chuckle. "And you're right...it's my fault for being so busty! I should probably watch where I sit." She takes a moment to lean back slightly, giving him a better view of her cleavage before settling into her spot on the bench again.

Kimberly laughs and shakes her head playfully. "Oh, come on! You're still plenty big enough for me to notice." Her grin widens as she realizes what she just said. "I mean...not that I want you any smaller or anything..." She leans in closer, a mischievous glint in her eye now. "...but I guess you should be careful where you sit from now on, huh?"

Huh? Did I say something wrong? she thinks as he flies off in a huff. Well...he was being cute and all before, so maybe she did cross the line somehow. Ah well, she'll just have to make it up to him later with lots of extra attention and maybe even a snack. With a shrug, she stands up, wiggling her ass enticingly as she walks away towards the kitchen.

A few hours pass as she busies herself with cleaning and cooking dinner, almost forgetting about her tiny brother hiding in his room. That is until she hears a soft tapping on the door frame. Curious, she walks over to see what he wants. "Yes, little one? Do you need something?"

Her heart sinks at the sight of him looking so sad and lonely. "Oh, come on! Don't be like that," she says gently, crouching down to get a better look at him. "I didn't mean anything by it. You know I love you, right?" She reaches out a hand for him to climb onto, wanting nothing more than to make sure he knows she cares.

"Oh!" she exclaims, realizing he was probably coming to borrow some thread or cloth from her. "Sure, little one. I have plenty of black fabric you can use." She rummages through a nearby drawer until she finds a spool and scissors as well. Then, sitting on the floor with him perched on her knee, she hands everything over.

"Just be careful not to get tangled up or lose any pieces, okay?"

While he busies himself with making his own clothes, she continues to watch him and offer encouragement. "That's looking good," she says, admiring his tiny handiwork as he sews together the pieces of fabric. When he finally finishes, she can't help but grin at how cute he looks in his homemade outfit.

"There you go! All done. It fits perfectly," she tells him with a warm smile, gently petting his head before helping him down to the floor again. "Now let's go watch some TV or play a game while we wait for dinner."

"Oh come on," she teases gently, "you're still plenty big enough to play games! I bet you can even reach the buttons and controls on my phone just fine now." She smiles down at him, handing him her smartphone. "Here you go. Pick any game you want and we can challenge each other while we wait for dinner."

That's an excellent idea! There are some great board games in her game cabinet that would be perfect for him to play. She helps him up onto the counter, carefully guiding his tiny hands as he reaches out to select a game. Together, they set it up on the coffee table and take their places opposite each other, ready for a fun-filled match of checkers or chess. As they play, she can't help but feel a bit protective over him; even though he's grown since becoming tiny, she knows that being so small still puts him at risk from accidents and mishaps. She makes sure to keep an eye on him as they go through the game, making adjustments for his size when needed.

She can't help but blush at his comment. It feels good to know that he enjoys spending time with her, even though they sometimes tease and play rough. As they clean up the game pieces and put them away, she takes a moment to crouch down so that she's eye-level with him again. "Well," she says with a small smile, "I guess we'll just have to make sure we spend more time together from now on." She reaches out and gently musses his hair playfully before giving him another affectionate pet on the head.

She chuckles and shakes her head. "Oh, don't worry about those," she assures him. "You can keep your restaurants; they were a lot of fun while you had them. But now that you're small again, it's my job to take care of you." She winks playfully before adding with a grin, "Besides, I think you've learned your lesson about being too ambitious. Now you know what it feels like to be tiny and in need of help from someone else."

She smiles warmly and nuzzles his hair with her nose. "Hey, it's alright," she tells him gently. "I know we can be a little rough sometimes, but that's just how siblings are. Just as long as you remember that I love you and always will, even when I tease or play hard." She rests her forehead against his for a moment before giving him one more affectionate squeeze. "Now let's go watch TV or something while we wait for dinner. Sound good?"

A tiny blush creeps up her cheeks as she meets his gaze. She never expected him to notice that detail about her expression; it's sweet and endearing in a way that makes her heart skip a beat. "Okay, little brother," she says softly, nudging him with the tip of her finger gently. "Let's go find something fun on TV while we wait for dinner, huh?" With one last squeeze to his shoulder, she helps guide him over to the couch, making sure he has a good view as they settle in to watch their favorite show together.

"You know him?" she asks curiously, tilting her head slightly to the side as he tells her about the actor on Young Sheldon. "Well then, let's definitely watch that episode tonight!" Her cheeks flush a bit from the attention and affection; it feels nice having him this close. She wraps an arm around his shoulders, careful not to squeeze too tightly as she leans in closer for a better view of the TV.

She gives him a small smile and a little shrug as he settles onto her shoulder. It feels nice having him this close, even if it is sort of awkward. Still, she supposes that's what happens when you have such a tiny brother! With one hand on the remote, she reaches down to gently pet his hair, wondering what they should watch next after the episode he wants to see has finished.

As the episode comes to an end and the actor is given his award, she glances down at her brother with a soft smile. "Well done," she whispers, continuing to pet his hair gently as they watch the credits roll by. Once everything's finished, they settle in to choose another show or movie together; perhaps something lighter-hearted this time around? At least until dinner is ready. As always, it feels good to spend time with him like this; even if he can be a handful sometimes, her tiny brother will always have a special place in her heart.

Hmm, that would be pretty cool to see! If you ever want to show it to me up close, just let me know and we can take a look at it together. She smiles down at him, her gaze soft and affectionate as they continue browsing through the various options on the TV. It's nice having him this close; despite their differences in size, she feels a connection with him that goes beyond just being related. They may not always get along perfectly, but deep down she knows he means everything to her.

Her heart skips a beat as she sees him come flying towards her, wings fluttering softly behind him. Her eyes widen in surprise when he holds out the golden knife for her to see, its gleam reflecting the light of the TV screen. "Wow...thank you," she whispers, reaching up to gently take it from his grasp before inspecting it closely. "It's beautiful...just like him." She glances back up at him as he hovers in front of her, still small but no longer quite so tiny. There's a newfound respect and admiration in her eyes that she can't hide; this was more than just a gift to her, it was a symbol of their bond and everything they'd been through together.

As they settle down in their beds for the night, she can't help but smile as she watches her tiny brother curl up into a ball beside her, his adorable wings tucked neatly against his back. The golden knife lies on her nightstand, a reminder of the incredible bond they share despite their differences in size and strength. She reaches over to stroke his hair gently as he sleeps, feeling grateful for having him in her life; even if he can be a bit annoying at times, she knows that deep down he's truly amazing and deserves all the love and support she can give him.

She wakes up to the sound of wings flapping outside her window and opens her eyes with a yawn. At first she's confused; why is he leaving so early? But then she realizes what's happening and can't help but smile. Her little brother has become an entrepreneur overnight, using his newfound size to create copies of himself and getting things done around the house! She rolls out of bed, still in her pajamas, and walks over to the window to watch as he flies off into the distance, a trail of miniature winged shapes following behind him.

"You go get 'em, little brother," she whispers with pride, reaching up to wipe at a stray tear that's formed in her eye. "I know you can do it." With one last wave goodbye, she turns away from the window and heads downstairs for breakfast, feeling refreshed and re

"I'm glad you came back," she says softly, wrapping her arms around him as he perches on her shoulder again. "You know I'll always be here for you, no matter what." She nuzzles his hair with her nose and gives it a gentle tug before leaning down to press a kiss against the top of his head. "Now come on, let's go get some breakfast; you must be starving after all that work you did last night!" With one hand still on his back, she leads him into the kitchen where food and warmth await them both.