Amelia and Valerie are my ( POV ) big step-sisters. It’s the family embarrassment that I’m obsessed with skirts. My craving to stick my head up a girls skirt is so severe that our step-mom put a spell on me that shrank me anytime I touched a skirt. Amelia and Valerie love skirts too. They know I’m obsessed with looking up girls skirts and love to put me in situations where they can tease me. Today they want to take it to the next level. They both wear long flowing skirts, pretending I’m not there, they admire each others skirts and their legs underneath, exposing their legs to tease me. The...
Amelia and Valerie are my ( POV ) big step-sisters. It’s the family embarrassment that I’m obsessed with skirts. My craving to stick my head up a girls skirt is so severe that our step-mom put a spell on me that shrank me anytime I touched a skirt. Amelia and Valerie love skirts too. They know I’m obsessed with looking up girls skirts and love to put me in situations where they can tease me. Today they want to take it to the next level. They both wear long flowing skirts, pretending I’m not there, they admire each others skirts and their legs underneath, exposing their legs to tease me. They push further and talk about the panties they’re wearing today, lifting their skirts to show each other their underwear. They pretend to just see me (POV) and put their skirts back in place, pretending like I wasn’t suppose to see them. They know I can’t stop looking at their skirts, tempting me with a peek at their panties. They say if I only stick my head under their skirts for a moment and catch a peek, I shouldn’t really shrink much. They offer to let me try, knowing I’ll be trapped under their skirts. I can’t resist and Valerie lifts her skirt over my my head, my face between her thighs as I look at her panties. I can’t resist the urge to stay under Valerie’s skirt, trapped between her thighs as I shrink more and more. She can feel me breathing in her scent. Valerie eventually pulls her skirt off me to see how small I’ve gotten faking surprise. I’m almost half my original height! They pretend that they shouldn’t continue showing me what’s under their skirts, even though Ammalia admits she was going to show me her butt cause her panties look really good on them right now. I tempt fate and insist on crawling under Amelia’s skirt, wedging my face into her butt. She can feel me breathing her in as I don’t noice myself shrinking even more. Eventually I shrink so small I can’t reach her butt. The they take turns standing over me, showing me directly up their skirts. They tell me I’m going to be their skirt slave. I’ll be trapped under the skirts, the size of a bug, worshiping their legs and panties. The girls stand above me, letting their skirts wave back and forth. I’m already small enough to be completely covered by their skirts. They show this off, sitting on me and letting their skirt completely cover me, trapping me between their thighs and pretending I'm not there. Eventually I’m small enough that they could use their skirts to trapeze me into the air. The girls place me on a chair and play rock paper scissors for who gets me first. Ammalia wins and sits down on me, until her skirt smothers me.
