As the elevator dinged and the doors opened along the track to reveal his teenage sister dressed in ripped denim jeans, a stylish pink top, and a matching denim jacket, finished with black boots that cut off right before her knees, Spencer turned his head.
“Where do you think you’re going, young lady?” Spencer asked, trying his best to sound like an authority figure.
“Me and Sam were going to hit the Cuddlefish concert, her uncle Joey scored us tickets from his cellmate” Carly smiled, excited about seeing one of her favorite bands play live.
“Not so fast. Did you forget that you were grounded for setting Mrs. Briggs's car on fire?” Spencer asked, trying his best to be stern as he spoke.
“Oh, come on. Sam was the one who set off those fireworks, I tried to stop her.” Carly responded, hoping Spencer would agree that she wasn’t responsible for her best friend’s actions.
“Don’t care. Principal Franklin called and told me he was very disappointed in you. So go back up to your room, right now.” Spencer announced, watching as Carly turned away from him.
“Ughh! I hate it here!!” Carly yelled in a fit of teenage rage, stomping off towards the bathroom and slamming the door shut behind her.
*BANG!!*
Then Spencer began to feel strange, rubbing his face in an attempt to counteract an abrupt headache, his body shrinking rapidly in front of the couch until he was suddenly standing at an inch tall.
“What the heck!” Spencer asked himself, taken aback as he found himself standing between giant versions of his couch and coffee table.
The ominous feeling of the ground quaking beneath his feet drew his attention left as he saw Carly’s boots drop down the step.
“Spencer?” she asked confused, stopping for a moment before walking around the corner of the couch.
*Thump, Thump, Thump, Thump*
Spencer tried to keep his balance as the ground vibrated from the force of Carly’s footfalls. The popular web show host stopped with the tip of her boot mere inches away from Spencer’s face.
Carly was absolutely gigantic now, easily dwarfing Spencer like she was the Statue of Liberty, scanning the room for any sign of her brother before pulling her phone out of her pocket to send a text.
She might have been mad at him for not letting her go to the concert, but she was still his sister, surely she would help him out of this mess. Right?
“Carly! Carly! Down here!” Spencer yelled at the top of his lungs, trying to get her attention.
Sure enough, Carly glanced down past her phone and saw something in front of her boots. Giving Spencer hope that he might be saved until she spoke.
“Ew! Ew! Ew!” She shrieked in disgust, mistaking Spencer for a bug and lifting her foot up high, ready to crush him.
*BOOM!!*
Her panicked stomp coming just short of ending her shrunken sibling's life as he scurried away from her, running as fast as his little legs could carry him.
Thankfully, something about the way this bug was moving brought Carly back to her senses, and she realized that it wasn’t a bug at all, but it couldn’t be what she thought it was. Could it?
Carly quickly bent at the knees and dropped close to the floor, swiping her hand over Spencer and rolling him into the palm of her hand in one fell swoop.
“Spencer‽” Carly asked in confusion, holding her older brother inches away from her face.
“Why are you so small? I could have squashed you.” Carly pointed out as if Spencer had any choice regarding his current size situation.
“It’s not like I choose to make myself this tiny, you know. Look, you got to take me to a doctor or something.” Spencer said, trying to move past the fact that Carly nearly stomped him into an unrecognizable puddle a few seconds ago.
“Okay, fine. I’ll call the… wait. Does this mean I’m not grounded anymore?” Carly asked, her tone suddenly shifting from concern to confidence.
“What? No, me being-“ Spencer halted himself, unable to find the proper words to describe his current size adequately.
“Gummy-bear-sized.” Carly giggled, finding the words for him, even if they weren’t the words Spencer wanted to hear. His confidence suddenly shaken by how much Carly seemed to be enjoying this new dynamic.
“-has nothing to do with you being grounded.” Spencer continued, trying to recall some control over the situation before it got out of hand. But it was already too late.
“Fine, in that case. I’ll just have to ground you instead.” Carly declared.
“Carly, you can’t do that,” Spencer replied. No way was he going to let his younger sibling punish him. But it’s Carly was about to inform him, he no longer had a say in the matter.
“Of course I can, I’m bigger than you. I can invite all my friends over for a party, or stay up until midnight, and eat ice cream for breakfast.” Carly mused. Though honestly, she could already do all that with Spencer as her guardian anyway.
“So get ready, we’re going to that Cuddlefish concert,” Carly announced, no longer asking for permission as she sat down on the couch and removed her right boot.
“Carly, what are you doing?” Spencer asked, his instincts telling him to run away. But it was at least a two-hundred-foot drop to the carpet, and even if he survived the fall, Carly could easily recapture him.
“Well, I can’t let the guards see you, and since they don’t make tickets for brothers the size of gummy bears, I’m gonna have to sneak you in.” Carly smiled, looking at Spencer, then her boot until he got the idea.
“Are you crazy? Carly, there’s no way I’m going in your boot! It’s probably like a thousand degrees and smells like your sweaty feet!” Spencer yelled, objecting to Carly’s plan.
But, Carly didn’t address this insult. She just smiled softly and decided to be the bigger person, in the literal sense at least.
“Yeah, probably. Why don’t you go find out and let me know later.” Carly told Spencer, effectively ending the conversation with a tilt of her wrist, allowing Spencer to plummet into the depths of her boot.
“Whoaaa! Umphff!!” Spencer’s body slammed into Carly’s insole with a plop. She was obviously really pissed at him. Maybe he should have just let her go to the concert after all, but it was too late.
Carly stood over the boot at her full height as Spencer watched through the only entrance or exit. The internet star lifted her dirtied white-socked foot and curled her toes over the boot for good measure, certain that she was about to have a great time tonight.
Spencer quickly turned to run away as within seconds, Carly’s foot was working its way into the boot, dead set on melding Spencer into her worn insole, the stale odor of his sibling's cheesy toes getting stronger as he ran deeper into the footwear.
It wasn’t long after that when Carly’s foot caught up with him, her sole swiftly pinning him to the bottom of her boot, her damp socks molding to every corner of his face as he inhaled their two-day-old odor at point-blank range.
A smirk appeared on Carly’s lips as she felt his squirms underneath her, and in the perfect spot no less.
“Wow, I didn’t realize I’d have a foot massager during the concert. This is gonna be the perfect night.” Carly announced, her door swinging open a moment later to reveal Sam, wearing a pair of cargo pants, a red penny t-shirt, and a pair of Chuck Taylor shoes.
“Hey Carls, you ready?” She asked, unaware that her best friend was currently standing on Spencer.
“Yep, let’s go,” Carly replied, following Sam out the door, stomping on top of Spencer as they walked towards the elevator.
What happens next?
1. At the concert, Carly dances and stomps her feet on top of Spencer for hours, eventually knocking him unconscious, where will he be when he awakes after?
2. Shortly after arriving at the venue, Spencer decides he can't take it anymore, and bites Carly through her sock, prompting a physical reaction that forces her to reveal him to Sam, who introduces Spencer to his new home, the front of her panties.(Reserved)
3. Spencer shrinks again, becoming nothing more than a speck of dirt under Carly's sole. Reduced to a quarter of an inch tall.