Mirror Universe - Submissive Fiona

(For those of you following the Silly Scenes, these couple chapters is my payback against Fiona for what she did to Chloe. For those not following that thread, this is just a little bizarro world/mirror mirror universe type story. I was going to put it as a Silly Scene, but I thought it might have a wider appeal.)

You are kicking back reading a little erotic fiction on a kick ass adult website when your phone rings.

You answer to hear your Aunt's nervous voice. "Jesse?"

"Yeah Aunt Peg, what's up?" You respond.

"Jesse...there's been a terrible accident and...listen I really don't have time to explain. Can you get down to my lab right away? Come to the back door." There is a pause. "It's Fiona. She...listen we just need you down here. NOW!"

You are already up and out the door as your aunt hangs up. Fiona might be a bully and a bitch, but she was still your sister. What the hell was going on? You zoom through the city streets and are soon pulling up to your Aunt's lab. You park your car and sprint around to the back of the building.

At the back door was a stocky looking black woman with her arm around a tiny little blonde woman. As you run up you notice the petite girl had Fiona's shade of hair...and length of hair...and the same jacket...holy shit! It WAS Fiona! What the fuck???

The black woman says in a hurried tone. "Are you Jesse?"

The tiny Fiona looks up at you. "Jesse!" She reaches for you. "That's my brother!"

Before you know it your sister has her hands around you and her head buried in your chest. She is trembling and grasping onto you with frail weak arms. "Jesse...I'm so scared...I'm so scared!"

You hold your arms out from your body and are looking at this creature as if she was a stranger, your mind having trouble associating this little thing with your big sister. The woman at the door looks at you grimly. "Listen, your sister came to us for some...modifications. It didn't go as planned...it REALLY didn't go as planned. Now we've suddenly got a surprise government inspection of the facilities, if they find out what we were doing...let's just say there would be some jail time. Listen, you've got to get her out of here. Your Aunt said she'd call you later." The woman looks at your sister with grave concern. "Be gentle with her." Without so much as a goodbye the woman is gone back in through the door.

You say incredulously. "Fiona?" You look down to this trembling girl who was attached to you. She looked just like Fiona, just smaller. Like Chloe level small. She was likely just under five foot tall but had the same proportions as before. Her clothes were way too big on her. As she clings to you shivering in fear she whimpers. "Please hold me. Please Jesse. I'm so scared, I don't know what to do."

You reach around her and hold her tight, you try to comfort her. "Shhh, it's okay Fiona. I've got you." To say you'd never seen her like this would be the understatement of the century. You felt like taking her to a hospital or something...but...you should wait to talk to your Aunt.

"Don't let go." She whispers. "I feel safe in your strong arms."

You look around, some people from the sidewalk were starting to give you looks. You had to get her out of here. You attempt to guide her toward the car but with both her arms around you and both yours around her it made walking difficult. You go to let go of her and she cries out. "No! Please! Hold me. Please." She was literally begging you.

Geez. Seeing no other option you scoop her up in your arms. Curling up like child she buries her face in your neck as she murmurs. "Thank you Jesse...I love you Jesse." She was so light.

You hurry to your car, hoping none of these 'government inspectors' see you carrying a girl from the building. You place her in the passenger seat. As you try to pull away she whimpers and whines and holds onto your neck desperately, as if she'd be stolen away the instant you let her go. You struggle to disentangle herself from her. She was so weak, but her desperation gave her strength. "Fiona, calm down...Fiona, I just need...Fiona...Fiona, let go!"

She instant lets go, bringing her arms to her sides. "Yes Jesse." She says obediently. She continues to tremble, her big scared eyes looking up in utter submission. "I'm sorry Jesse. Yes Jesse."

You put your hand on her shoulder. "Shh, it will be okay." You buckle her in and close the door. You rush around and get in the drivers side. "Let's get you home." You say. Her head was down, hands clasped together, her shoulders slumped. She was the very picture of timidity. This was Fiona Bailey!?

You whisk your sister back through the city toward the house. "So...what happened down there?" You ask.

She mumbles something quietly. "Fiona, speak up." You say.

"Yes Jesse, sorry Jesse." She obeys. "I wanted to get stronger. Auntie Peg said she could help, b-b-but something went wrong...I'm sorry Jesse, I'll never do it again."

You look at her with huge concern. "Fiona, you don't need to apologize to me. Calm down, okay? Jesus. This is fucked up Fiona."

She is terrified she'd said something wrong. "Sorry! Oh no! I'm so sorry. I'll do better."

Holy shit, she was a wreck! You simply couldn't believe this delicate thing was your strong domineering sister.

You say in a gentle voice. "Shhh...it's okay Fiona, it's okay. I'll look after you."

"Thank you Jesse." She says barely audibly, her tiny pale hands wringing together nervously. "B-b-brother...I am...I am sorry I have been so terrible to you. Y-you're the best brother...I could have asked for. Please forgive me."

Oh wow. "Fiona...lets just get you home, we'll talk later."

"Yes Jesse." She doesn't say another word the rest of the way.

You get her home and carry her into the house. No one else was home. Shit...maybe you should call someone. Not right now, you had to get your sister settled down.

"Okay, first things first, lets get you in some different clothes." You say. Her current attire was practically falling off of her. You head upstairs to discover all the rooms but yours were locked.

"Fiona, I need your key."

She whimpers. "Oh no! I'm sorry Jesse. I left my purse with Aunt Peg. I'm sorry, please don't be mad." She clutches at you.

"Shhhh. It's okay, I'm not mad at all. Why would I be mad? Please calm down. You're safe Fiona. Your brother's got you." You say in your most gentle voice.

"Thank you." She mewls.

"Okay, lets see what I've got." You take her to your room and set her on your bed. "Just...uh...get undressed. I'll find you a robe or something."

"Yes Jesse." She says obediently. The way she was saying Jesse she may as well been saying 'Master'. You could see huge **** as she undressed but she doesn't hesitate a second. She follows your orders as promptly as she can.

The big clothes practically fall off of her. You find a house robe and turn back...you freeze in spot. There before you was trembling little Fiona, naked except her panties. Her arms at her sides, her eyes looking at you nervously. She really did just look like a smaller version of herself, same long hourglass figure, same beautiful pouting breasts, same stunning face...WOAH! One major difference. Her too big panties were loose in more ways than one. As she pulls them down you see that where there was once a mighty schlong now there was a teeny tiny little nub, maybe an inch at best. Her tiny balls the size of peanuts. Below that her sweet little blonde pussy was also noticeably smaller.

She blushes furiously as she sees you looking at her. You can see she desperately wants to cover up but she dares not without permission. You can't help but just stare for a moment, she was....wow! She was one hot little number! She begins to whimper but makes no movement to cover up, her little dicklet was starting to get hard just from your attention. Before long she was fully erect, all two little inches of her. It looked like a fleshy baby carrot. With no better word to describe it you think. 'It's adorable!'

She cries out. "Ohhh....I'm sorry Jesse. I'm so sorry." She trembles, her breasts quiver. "The way your looking at me...don't look at me like that...oh no...oh no! OHHHHH!"

Her tiny body convulses and small spurts of jizm begin squirting out her little twitching dick. You stand agog...she'd cum just from you looking at her! The jizz pumps out in little jets, falling the the floor. Her whole face is pink from blush. She was humiliated. She moans pathetically. "...ohhhhhh...oh Jesse...god, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. Oh no, I'm so ashamed. May I move please?"

You were still stunned. "Uhhh...Fiona, you don't have to get my permission to move. Don't be ashamed, you didn't do anything to be ashamed of. Oh man, what is wrong with you Fiona?"

She gets to her knees and begins scrubbing at the mess she made with her own clothes that were piled there. "Oh no, I'll clean this up. Don't worry Jesse. I'm sorry I made a mess on your floor."

You reach down and take her gently by the shoulders. Very carefully you get her to her feet. She was so scared, so timid, so docile, so submissive; not resisting your touch in the slightest. You gingerly put the house coat on her and tie the belt for her around her slender waist. She trembles again. You embrace her and she clings to your shirt with both hands. Stroking her back you sooth her. "Shhhh, it's okay Fiona. It's okay."

What the hell had Aunt Peg done to her! You sit her down on your bed, she sits quietly right where you put her.

"Um." You blush a bit. "Okay, I think I have a pair of Allison's panties here somewhere." You quip at an attempt at humor. "Don't ask why I have them."

"Okay Jesse, I won't."

"I was joking...never mind. Don't worry they're clean." You root around and find the little pink panties. You pass them to her. "Here you go, I don't think your normal ones will fit you anymore."

She nods and holds them in her hand...waiting.

"Well...put them on Fiona."

She nods. "Yes Jesse."

Jesus, she was waiting to be told to do it!

She pulls the thin sexy panties on, you could see she was already flaccid once more. Hitching the robe up she pulls them up and adjusts herself. Fuck...this was not time to be thinking like this but...she looked cute as a hell with those on. Her perfect ass highlighted beautifully. Her little package barely a bump at the front. Her soft little mound easily visible for the first time in her life. She was one sweet little hottie! She straightens the robe back up.

You hold your forehead. "Oh man, this is bad. This is bad. This is so bad. I should call Mom...or Dr Tremblay...until Peg calls."

"Oh no! Please don't Jesse, they'll all be so mad." She pleads.

"No one will be mad. Just...I don't know what to do. Something is really wrong with you Fiona." You were feeling pretty overwhelmed, nothing compared to your sister mind you.

You look at her as she nearly breaks into tears. "I know! It's all my fault." She says. "Tell me what to do Jesse...please, just tell me what to do!" She gets down off the bed and crawls to you on all fours, gripping onto your thigh as she kneels at your feet she looks up at you in desperation. "Tell me what to do."

Fuuuuuck.