The Coin
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Chapter 4…Taking care of the pet
Today had been one of the most bizarre days of her shrunken life so far. Not the most bizarre as seeing Elena boiled and eaten alive took the top, but today was a close second. It began like normal, Mike making breakfast. Her eating said breakfast. And then afternoon came him wanting to ahem…play with her. As soon as his fingers latched to her tummy she cried out in pain. “…did I hurt you?” he asked. “It’s…it my time of the month. Cramps” she said. “Next time warn me” he growled. She watched him go the cabinet and pull out a bottle of pills. Crushing one on the table, he sprinkled a bit into her cap of water. “What is it?” she asked wary. “Tylenol” he replied. Katie drank the medicine he provided. Then, Mike handed her a shirt and sweatpants perfectly shrunk to her size. “Did some shopping. Noticed you got cold at night” he muttered. Katie slipped the clothing on, the first clothing she was really allowed to wear in weeks. Carefully, he wrapped his fingers around her body and lifted her off the table.
Mike laid down on the sofa placing her on his chest. She found it oddly comforting on his chest. His rhythmic heartbeat, steady breathing, the softness of his shirt, the giant finger caressing her back. And hour or so later she asked for water, and he gave her ginger ale for any issues with her stomach. Soon, she dozed off. Mike had been planning a bit of fun with her today. Sucking on her tiny little pussy for starters. Having her lick his cockhead until she was showered with semen later. Tickling her little feet until she begged him to stop to finish off the afternoon. “I’m not so bad as to do that when she’s on her period” he thought. Seemed Mike had odd priorities. He played with her hair for a while before starting on some assignment for college.
Placing her on the coffee table and using a (thankfully for her) clean sock as a sleeping bag to keep her comfortable, he began his work. Now and then he would take a small break. Looking around the local news he did see something interesting. “Kate Tanner reported missing April 15, 2022. Please call Crime Stoppers with any tips to her whereabouts” a very brief missing persons news tile said. “That’s her alright. And nobody has a clue where she is. Hehe…funny thing is if I called and said I shrunk and kidnapped her they take it as a crank call. Wonder if Elena was reported missing” he mumbled. After 20 minutes of looking around, Mike gave up not finding a single missing persons report filed. “A girl like her and nobody reports her missing? Not even from that dump of a store? More like they couldn’t. Elena might have been an illegal. Can’t draw attention to themselves. That gives me an idea" he thought. It had been three weeks since he went hunting and Mike was itching to find another woman. But first he needed to look after Katie.
While he wasn’t ignorant of the fact since being shrunk her bodily functions kept going as normal, he hadn’t thought about her reproductive system. Sure, he gave her those shrunken tampons as a joke but here she was menstruating. If she could still menstruate, in theory she could still get pregnant. Mike thought of shrinking some guy to fuck a baby in her. “No fuck that” he thought as he wanted no man to lay hands on his prize. If she was to get bred, Mike resolved for it to be his seed and nobody else’s. But how though? Obviously he wasn’t going to get his dick in her without splitting her in two. Mike began to give it real thought. “Her organs shrunk too obviously so that means her cells too. That would include her egg cells. Hmm, my sperm cells would be too large in that case. Like a tractor trailer trying to park inside a dollhouse garage. I could jerk it out and shrink it” he mused. Disturbing things were running though his head…
His train of thought broken when Katie stirred. “I have to pee master” she said yawning. Mike picked up and positioned her over the toilet. A little tinkle of drops and she was done. “You want lunch?” he asked. She nodded to him. Mike took her back to the kitchen where he whipped up two BLT sandwiches, one which he shrunk for her. Katie began eating during the awkward silence. “What are you taking classes for?” she asked. “Psychology” he replied. “I was studying sociology” she muttered. “Is that where you met your bullshit friends?” he asked. “They weren’t bullshit!” she yelled. Katie quickly reigned in her emotions. “Oh? Then why didn’t they report you missing?” he asked. “…what?” she asked startled. “Well, I found a missing persons report for you and while you were asleep did some digging. Last place anyone saw you was your dorm according to the report. It was only after your parents couldn’t get ahold of you on the phone they got concerned. So, what kind of friends don’t report you missing Katie?” he asked. Katie softly wept where she sat. Mike picked her up and placed her against his shoulder. “Please don’t hug me” she whimpered. “And why not?” he asked. “This is your fault” she said with a rising tone. “The missing part yeah but your choice in friends was all on you. Eventually, they would’ve talked you into something very stupid. I mean a naive girl like you…”
“I’m not naive!” she shouted. “Please. I bet you never even smoked weed before” he said. “I…I have too! One joint…” she whispered. Mike got up from the table and returned minutes later with the largest fattest doobie she ever seen. “When I need relaxing if you were wondering” he said firing it up. He took a few hits to get it going then lowered it down. “cough go on. Take a hit” he said. Katie didn’t know why she did. To appease him? Prove something to him? Maybe just out of stubbornness. Katie pressed her small little lips to the joint and took it. She coughed immediately. “Haha…lightweight” he chuckled. Annoyed, she took another drag, deeper this time and held it. Then she released. Mike would take a few puffs and then give it to her. Now, as you might imagine, it wouldn’t take much at all to stone a four-inch girl. By the time the doobie was gone, Mike was buzzed but Katie was high as shit. “Told you” she giggled. “Yeah you did. Feels good right?” he asked. “Hmm?” she lazily asked. “To let it hang out. Let ya hair down” he said. Katie nodded. Mike picked her up and carried her to the sofa. He sat down and began caressing her cheek. Mike was quite pleased as she snuggled into his finger. “I’m hot” she said stripping her clothing off. “Yes you are” he said. Katie giggled. “No, I’m not” she sighed. Mike laid back on his chest and pulled her close to his face. A tender kiss on her face. “Why do you put yourself down so much?” he asked. Katie looked away from him. Mike massaged her breasts between his fingers. Being on her period meant they were more sensitive than usual. “You have a lot to offer a guy…or girl if that’s your thing” he said. “I’m just some hick nerd from Delaware” she muttered. “Nerd girls can be sexy. Way less high maintenance” he said. Katie chuckled and wiped a tear from her eyes. “You’re not just saying that to fuck with me are you?” she whispered. “No” he replied. Katie sniffled and sat on her legs. She arched her back making her tiny breasts stick out. “Suck on them. Please…master” she said. Mike used his finger on her back to scoot her closer to his face where he gently took her tits between his lips.
Katie whimpered and sighed as his giant tongue teased her nipples. His warm saliva coating her breasts. As he sucked, his fingers caressed her body. His fingertip felt the tiny bumps of her spine, the curves of her ass, her calves, right down to her little feet. After about 20 minutes of this, she suddenly pulled her tits from his mouth and surprised him by giving him a kiss. Katie fell asleep not long after. Mike placed her aside of him and stared at her body. A grin, a mischievous grin crept upon his lips. By the time she awoke, it was dinner, and she was famished. Her high had come down and with a clear head was mortified of what she’d done. To say she was confused by her emotions was an understatement. She had willing given herself to him. Literally asked for it. And to complicate things, he was gentle. After dinner, Mike had on either thing planned that would add to her confusion. He had prepared for her a milk bath.
Literally poring milk into a bowl and heating it up until it was nice and warm. “Good for the skin or so I’m told” he said. Katie had fantasized about such a thing once along with being rich. Highly unlikely her fantasizes including taking one inside someone’s cereal bowl. Slowly she entered the bowl and relaxed into it. It felt strange to her. Naturally the milk is thicker than water, so it clung to her body. The smell was peculiar to the point she couldn’t describe it. Mike sat down near her gently rubbing it into her flesh and long black hair. Taking a sliver of soap, he suds her hair and then rinsed it. Then again and again before he started with her legs. Under his direction, she placed her heel on the edge of the bowl. His giant finger rubbing up and down her left leg from ankle to thigh. Rinse…repeat. Mike then concentrated on her tiny foot. He didn’t tickle her. Just a smooth, slow motion of his fingertip soaping her sole from heel to toes. She watched her giant captor delicately fit his fingernail between her toes as if not to leave one spot of his toy unclean. Once that foot was done he moved to the other one.
Katie had begun to forget her circumstances by that point. She did not mind his finger soaping her tits. In fact, instead of rolling them around between his fingers like he usually did, he took exceptional care with them. Even when his fingernail poked her nipple and she jumped, Mike apologized. “Sorry, I know they’re sensitive right now” he said softly. He bid her close her eyes as he washed her face. And when done said she could soak as long as she wanted. She did but not long as the milk was barely lukewarm by then. Mike ran the sink just warm enough to wash the traces of milk left on her body. Then with care, dried every millimeter of her. From the finger parting ass checks to the fingers drying her hair, Mike treated her like she was antique glass. Then, as a shock, Mike gave her a nightie made of very fine Egyptian cotton. Soft even to her shrunken touch and apparently hand stitched by Mike himself. Mike presented a hand mirror. “That’s…that’s me?” she asked never seeing herself so pretty. “Of course. Don’t know why you thought I was tricking you when I said you’re cute” he said off the cuff. Katie walked to the mirror he was still holding and touched her reflection. Katie began to cry. “Nobody has ever been this kind to me…ever. Said I was pretty, treated me to a milk bath, cleaned me. You even doted on me when I have my period. Why…why you?” she sobbed. Mike picked her up and carried her to the sofa. “I like you. Doing that makes me feel good. But what does it say that you had to be shrunk and kidnapped before you found a guy being nice to you?” he asked. Katie sobbed even harder.
“Do you want me to keep doting on you?” he asked. She nodded. “Then say it” he said. “Please…please love me. I don’t care about the other stuff just please don’t make me feel lonely anymore” she begged wholeheartedly in his palm. Mike leaned in and as he wished, she leaned in and kissed him of her own accord. Mike turned the tv to one of the shows she liked, and she snuggled onto his chest. When it got late he turned the tv off for them to go to bed. “Did…did my friends really not report me missing?” she asked. “Nope. They didn’t even give the police a statement. Hmm. Wonder if they said anything on social media?” he asked. She nodded. Mike looked up their profiles on Facebook after she gave him their full names. He placed the phone on the table for her to see everything after putting her down on it as well. Mike thumbed through their posts. “Oh…that’s not cool” he muttered. “They took a trip to Myrtle Beach with…ahem their new roommate bestie just a few days ago. Didn’t take long for them to move on from you” he said showing her. Mike watched in utter amusement as Katie angrily stomped the screen of his phone with her tiny feet. Not like she could damage it anyways. “FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU ASSHOLES!” she screamed. She stumbled and his open hand caught her. He brought her to his face where with his fingertip brushed her tears off her cheeks. “So now you know for certain you were used” he said. “I wish they would just die” she spat. “What if I gave you that chance? Would my little Katie take it?” he asked. “Yes” she said coldly looking up at him.
Mike grinned as his plan for Katie was coming along nicely. Nicely indeed…
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@size_master Oh my fucking GOD! This was the sweetest fucking thing I’ve found all day!
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Love the relationship Mike is forming with Katie.
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I’m so glad to find the time to keep reading this in absolute delight, even the crueler parts were sweet, I feel Stockholm syndrome is about to happen, I’m really excited for what’s coming up next.
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Chapter 5…A Man of His Word
He had been at it for a week. Amber Collins and Carmella Medici, the two girls that were with Katie the night he shrunk and kidnapped her. The two girls that Katie wished death upon in a fit of rage. Mike resolved to take those girls as well as a reward for his shrunken slave’s willingness to submit. But as usual, such things take planning. In the beginning, Katie was all for it giving Mike detailed information about their lives. As he already knew, they all attended New York State University. Amber was a ditz that sailed through her classes on her looks. Waving her blonde hair and batting her blue eyes got her passing marks from professors. Carmella was what one would call Eurotrash. Last year’s Mercedes is a peasant car as she’d put it. Would wear nothing that didn’t have a German or Italian named designer behind it. Katie told him Carmella would constantly brag about being descended from the infamous Medici family. The same family that had their thumb on the scales of Italian society for centuries. Carmella was an exchange student studying business with the idea of inheriting her father’s bank one day. Needless to say, their disappearances would surely be noticed hence the extra planning and caution.
Mike decided he would have to catch them completely isolated. Far away from people and cameras. Watching their movements through Facebook, as they were foolish enough to document EVERYTHING about where and what they did on vacation, Mike began to narrow down his choices. Driving all the way to Myrtle Beach was a chore so he skipped that. Luckily they posted they would be staying at a private cabin near Brewster New York. Mike asked Katie about the place. She answered she’s never been there but did hear Amber talk about it. Apparently her father owned it. Mike was not about to overlook this fortune. Once he decided on where to do the deed, he just need to decide how to cover his tracks. A crack of thunder outside as an early summer storm blew through the area gave him a sinister idea. He checked the forecast for Brewster and grinned seeing his window of opportunity. Tomorrow around 10:30pm. He began flipping the Coin in anticipation. “Umm…master. I’ve been wanting to ask about that coin” she said.
“What about it?” he asked. “It’s magic right?” she asked. “Yes, old magic” he replied. “Who made it? Where did it come from?” she asked. “Funny thing is I know and again I don’t know. When I first held it, it…linked to me. Suddenly my mind was filled with images, impressions. It’s Thai, very old Thai. I can see that. Old magic, ritual magic. And a word that slips around in my mind. Asu…asu…asu something” he replied. “Sounds like dark magic. Nothing good comes from that. There’s always a price” she muttered. “And you’re the expert?” he chuckled. “I’ve watched enough Buffy the Vampire Slayer to know that. Probably your soul or something” she replied. Mike laughed. “It’s power Katie. Power to change lives. To end them if you want. Fantasies, desires, vengeance, Justice all at the literal flip of a coin” he said grinning. Katie chose to leave the subject alone seeing that wicked grin. Since giving herself to him, Mike hadn’t treated her roughly. Sure, she expected to treat him sexually as he desired but he didn’t strip her naked, pinch, or squeeze her. As long as he got what he wanted, Katie was treated almost one may dare say…a girlfriend.
That night, they laid in bed listening to gentle rain on the window. “You’re really going after them?” she suddenly asked. “I said I would. You’re not getting cold feet are ya?” he asked. “As much as I hate them, I don’t want them to die” she said. Mike turned onto his side to look at her. “Live or die is up to you not me. Need I remind you they gave not a single shit about your disappearance? They even replaced you. Here’s a question. Say if it was some random nutcase that kidnapped you, murdered you, tossed your body in a trash dumpster. Do you think those girls would be bothered to attend your funeral?” he asked. “I’m sure…”
“Be honest” he said. “No” she whispered. “The same girls that smiled in your face calling you their BFF can’t be trusted to do something wholesome as that?” he asked. Katie turned away sniffling. Mike caressed her cheek with his finger. “I didn’t mean to upset you but there are people that would take your kindness as weakness. Those girls don’t deserve your pity” he said softly. Katie simply nodded.
The next day…
The day began as usual with breakfast, some quick college assignments and then playtime with Katie. To keep her fit and healthy, Mike had her play hide and seek in the living room. Katie had gotten quite skilled after a couple rounds. Right then, she hid underneath the sofa. Scaling a leg, she positioned herself between the sofa fabric and where the sofa leg began. By simply looking, you wouldn’t see her. Her fingers and toes finding purchase keeping her hidden from sight. She could hear his giant form searching for her. Her tiny heart pumping as her eyes caught sight of his giant left foot on the carpet. “Katie…I’m gonna find you” he said quietly. Katie stifled a giggle. Strange how she found the whole thing so much fun. After 20 minutes it was clear she would win the game. Carefully, very carefully she decided to toss Mike a clue. Slipping her panties off, she tossed them from underneath the sofa. Light as a feather that size, they drifted a foot or so before landing on the floor. Mike was still searching not wanting to concede. “Oh. What do we have here?” he said finding her panties. Mike brought them to his nose and sniffed them. “I got your scent sweetheart. I know you’re close because they’re still warm” he said. “Gotcha!” he said looking underneath the sofa. “Huh?” he asked not seeing her. “No! Got you!” she yelled dropping right onto his head. Mike pulled his head out from underneath the sofa, held her, and turned his head. “That’s not how the game works” he said. “I know that silly” she said grinning. Mike placed her on his lips. With his warm breath, Katie jumped slightly as it tickled her. Then he parted his lips as her pussy slipped past them. The tip of his tongue began to dance up and down her cunt. Katie moaned softly and began to grind herself against his giant lips.
“Oh yeah…do it master. Eat your slave’s little pussy” she groaned. Mike tasted her juices trickling into her mouth drop by drop. She gripped his nose, her feet dug into his cheeks, the tip of his tongue entered her, and she squealed. “OH FUCK, EAT ME! FUCKIN’ EAT ME!” she screamed as she came. Her free-flowing nectar ran down his throat. She collapsed on his face panting. After cleaning his face, Mike placed her in his lap. “Eat me? You know, at your size you should be careful when you say that” he said. “…would you eat me?” she asked. “What? No! No, I love you!” Mike replied genuinely offended. Katie saw her question caused some distress in him. “He…he really means it when he says he loves me” she thought. The idea made her a happy little shrinky. She would guide his finger to parts of her body as they relaxed and watched tv. Her belly, her thighs, her legs, her feet. The more she thought of him loving her, the more her heart fluttered. His touch felt more…real now.
As night fell and the distant sound of thunder filled the skies, it was time for Mike to hunt. “I’ll be back” he said with his bad imitation of the legendary Arnold. Mike got in his car and drove off. His destination was just over an hour away. Halfway there it began to rain. As he neared his destination, the steady downpour was turning into a full-blown storm, lightning and all. “There it is” he muttered looking at the cabin that sat 300 ft. off the road next to a small lake. He knew he had the right place recognizing the white Mercedes AMG GLE 53 parked in front from their Facebook pictures. He pulled up turning his headlights off to the far side of the property. Then he shut the car off, got out, and walked to the front door. There he knocked. “Hello?” a homely looking girl asked answering. “Katie’s replacement” he thought. “I don’t mean to bother you but I had a flat tire, and my phone ran out of battery so I can’t call AAA. Can I use your landline or maybe your cell?” he asked. You’d think some random stranger knocking on your door during a stormy night would scream danger. Hell, slasher films start this way. However…
“Just a moment. Let me grab my phone” the girl replied walking further into the house. You can stand in the entryway here" she said. Like a vampire getting that invitation, Mike quickly made his way in. All he needed was the door opened to strike. Holding the Coin, he willed the girl to shrink. Hit with the shrinking force from behind, the girl went rigid and with a hiss of air shrunk before him. “Lena? Who was it?” a voice asked coming from the kitchen. “Just your friendly neighborhood shrinker” Mike replied making eye contact, seeing it was Amber, and shrinking her on the spot. “Scratch the friendly part” he chuckled. Now it was just one. “I heard something. What’s…” Carmella asked walking from an adjacent hallway wearing a bathrobe. She screamed for a brief moment before being shrunk and rendered unconscious. “Phase one complete” he muttered before gathering the three four-inch girls. Mike didn’t leave immediately. No, phase two needed to begin but he needed something first. He quickly looked around the living room and found a Versace purse. Inside was a Mercedes key fob. “And this is why you do your homework kids” he muttered knowing both belonged to Carmella. Now with shrunken girls and he key fob, he left making sure no trace of him as left behind.
Placing the girls in his passenger seat, he went to Mercedes. He unlocked it, started it, and made sure the GPS pinged the car. Once that was done, Mike shrunk the car down to a more portable 1-foot size. “Jesus. What do the Germans make these things out of?” he asked picking it up. Even though only a foot long, it weighed a hefty 3 lbs. Placing the still running car on his passenger floor. Mike got into the car and drove away ready for phase three. He had already picked the place. He made sure the stormy weather would align with his plan. 5 miles down the road was an old bridge that crossed a deep river. A river now swollen and raging with rainwater. He stopped the car near the edge of where the ground and bridge met, quickly got out, grabbed the shrunken Mercedes, and with all his might flung the car into the river. Just as it landed into the water, Mike willed the shrunken car to grow back to its normal size. With a pop of air, it did and promptly sank under the water. Satisfied, he got back into the car and drove home.
“Honey! I’m home!” Mike yelled as he entered the house. “You actually did it” Katie said breathe less seeing the girls in his grip. Mike placed them side by side on the table. Then he picked up Katie and placed her nearby to see his work. Carmella still wearing her bathrobe, Amber with a long shirt and socks, and Lena with a shirt and sweatpants. All four no taller than Katie. Mike wetted his hand under the sink. “You might want to cover your ears Katie” he said before flicking water on his victims. Each one awoke looking at another, then their surroundings, Katie which stunned Amber and Carmella, and then Mike. Seeing the giant, they collectively screamed. “Yeah yeah get it out of your system” he sighed. They ran from him and as usual found they were on a table with no escape except death. Then they ran right towards Katie. Katie quickly backed away. “Aww, they remember you Katie” Mike chuckled. “How they acted I swore they forgot about me” Katie said coldly. “Katie, where are we? How did we end up so small? Who is this guy?!” Amber asked. “My master shrunk you” she replied. They looked at Mike. “I’m the reason she disappeared. As she said my name’s Mike. I’ve heard so many wonderful shitty things about you. Pleasure to finally shrink you” Mike laughed extending his finger. “Shitty things?” Carmella asked. “Oh yes. Food runs, holding your weed, cheating off her work. You just used her as a slave. At least I graciously reward my slaves. You just gave her hand me down clothes and a fake smile and thank you” Mike said. “That’s not true! Katie that’s not true. We were beside ourselves when you vanished. Put up flyers, talked to the police, your parents…”
“LIAR! You told the cops the last place you saw me was the dorms and it was my parents that field the report not you! You replaced me in just weeks” she said looking at Lena. “Now Katie, we should be happy about this reunion, and I know just how to get this party started. You three take off your clothes” Mike said. Amber and Carmella each shook their heads. “What we have here is a failure to communicate” he said snatching up Lena. “Sorry Lena but you’re just not that important” Mike said before pulling her shirt off. Next came her sweatpants. “Please…” she begged as he tore her bra and panties off not caring how much it hurt. Mike licked his lips. “No! No please! DON’T EAT ME!” she screeched as Mike put her in his mouth face first. Like a string of spaghetti, he slurped her into his maw. Her miniscule, even before she was shrunk, tits sliding across his tongue. Her bare ass touching his front teeth. Her kicking legs hanging out his mouth until her tiny little bare soles were only visible. Then, she was entirely in. Leaning down, Mike made sure they could hear her screaming. Screams powerful enough the giant could feel them in his teeth. He gathered saliva and worked her into the right angle. Then with a powerful gulp, sent her down to his stomach. Amber and Carmella watched in horror as a small screaming lump that was their…sort of friend disappear past his collarbone. “Now. Do I have to repeat myself?” he asked. Amber and Carmella quickly, very quickly stripped naked. Katie watched stunned as the man she had feelings for ate a girl so coldly. A girl Katie had condemned to a horrible fate by helping him.
Mike gathered their clothes very neatly. “I’m starting a trophy collection of my own. Family tradition. You know all about family tradition right Carmella?” he asked. The shrunken Italian girl glared at him. "Oh, don’t give me that look. Your family line has left enough bodies in its wake to fill a football stadium 20 times over. “Please don’t kill us” Amber squeaked. “Oh Amber, that’s not up to me. That’s all on Katie. You’re her slaves not mine” he replied. Mike held out his Coin. Again, the two girls were shrunk to barely a millimeter in size. “Thought you might have more fun this way sweetie” he told Katie. “What should I do with them?” Katie asked. “Try something humiliating” Mike shrugged sitting down. Katie sat down staring at the bug sized girls. They ran right to her begging for mercy. “Lick my feet” Katie said. “Wha?” Amber asked. “I said lick my feet. You want forgiveness that’s the least you can do” she replied. “Fuck you! You won’t get away with this either of you! My daddy has enough money to hire a hundred people to find us!” Carmella squeaked. “What did she say?” Mike asked not being able to hear them. “She said her rich daddy is coming for us” Katie said. “Hahaha! Think again. See, while you three were napping in my car, I made sure to cover my tracks. Started your car for a GPS tracking, kept it on while I drove to spoof the speed and movement, and then tossed it and unshrunk it into a raging river with the driver door opened. I know they’ll find it but of course not you three in it. They’ll simply assume your spoiled ass wrecked the car into the river and the waters carried your bodies away. Not only will you never be found, you and your family will be blamed for the deaths. Ahhh…it feels good to take pride in your own work” Mike sighed. “Fuck you! Fuck you Katie and fuck your crazy ass freak boyfriend!” Carmella screamed. Katie used her leg to sweep Carmella closer. Off her feet, Katie took her right foot and dropped it right on top of Carmella. Even though shrunk, Katie’s foot was still almost as big as a city bus compared to Carmella. Her dirty musky sole pressing into Carmella’s muffled screaming form. Mike couldn’t possibly hear it, but Katie could hear Carmella’s bones breaking one by one. Right femur, hip, left arm, and then a sinister symphony of ribs. Carmella screeched and trembled making Katie giggle at the tickling under her foot. Then the bug sized heiress simply popped like the world’s smallest ketchup packet underneath her foot. Amber stood there in terror as her friend’s blood oozed out from underneath Katie’s foot. “Amber…” Katie said looking at her. “Oh god…” Amber whimpered.
“It’s okay. I won’t make you lick my feet. That would be so cruel now that Carmella made them so dirty. Shame on her right? Right?” Katie asked. Amber nodded. “So instead, we’re going to get closer. Now be a good girl and lick my pussy okay?” Katie said placing her before it. Not wanting to die, Amber made no fuss about licking her giant cunt. Katie sighed and cooed as the shrunken girl serviced her. “My sweetie having fun?” Mike asked petting Katie. “She’s doing a good job master. It feels so good” Katie sighed. It didn’t take long for Katie to get aroused enough to place her finger on Amber’s back and shove her in. “Yeah! Fuck yeah!” Katie growled holding Amber by the ankles and using her as a human dildo. Harder, harder, and harder she slammed Amber inside her. Mike surprised Katie and kissed her. “She’s in! SHE’S ALL THE WAY IN!” Katie yelled as Amber was shoved deep enough her head touched Katie’s cervix. With a shout, Katie came. She fished Amber out who miraculously survived abet with a broken arm. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry” Amber wept in Katie’s hand. For a moment, Katie considered keeping Amber as a sex slave permanently, but she remembered what Mike said about kindness. She brought Amber to her face. “Shhh…I know you’re sorry. I know you are. Give me a kiss” Katie said. Even in severe pain, Amber was able to lean in and kiss her giant lips. Lips that suddenly parted. “Katie…I said I was sorry…” Amber whimpered as she passed through those lips. Mike watched with glee as Katie swallowed her alive.
“Holy shit. I can feel her moving. Fuck…I get it now. The power…the control” she hissed. Mike kissed her passionately and then placed a finger on her tummy. Sure enough, Mike could feel Amber in her death throes in Katie’s stomach. Soon she would digested. That night, Katie slept soundly as sexual and emotional drives wore her out. As for Mike, he couldn’t stop grinning to sleep as he his plan had finally worked. The grooming of Katie had been completed. She would soon graduate from sex slave…to partner.
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Chapter 6…Revelations pt. 1
“Don’t squirm” he told Katie on his sock. “It just feels so oily” she said. “They don’t make a sunscreen for shrunken girls. It’s either this or risk looking like a boiled lobster” he said as his fingers rubbed the drop of oil into her skin. Katie raised her right leg when he was done with the left. Underneath her thigh, across her calf, the top of her foot, and finally her tiny bare sole. “Ooh. Look at this glisten” Mike chuckled at her. “Funny. Can you even get sunburn in Connecticut?” she asked. “Absolutely. Just lay back and relax” he said. It had been two weeks since Katie had fully surrendered herself to him. Even joining him in murdering two women he had shrunk. Since then, he seemingly devoted his entire attention to her once more. Seeing her bored being kept in the house, he had the idea of using the sun deck behind the house for her to enjoy the outdoors. Katie was ecstatic to hear of his idea as she almost forgot was the sky looked like. For a beach blanket, a clean sock. No bikini necessary which thrilled Mike hoping her sexy little body would get a cute tan. His cell phone playing random Spotify tunes. Mixed alcohol in a shrunken glass. “Have you had a girlfriend before?” she asked him after he sat near her. “When I was younger. When I went to high school I tended to steer away from them. Found them to be vapid ignorant creatures. Then after being shipped off by the Army to Afghanistan, I didn’t have much time to chase pussy” he replied. “What do you like in a girl?” she asked softly.
“First thing she needs to be smart. I don’t do dumbasses. Second she needs to be kind and gentle. Physically? Hmm…nice ass and tits is a plus but if not it’s not a deal breaker. Don’t care about race. Oh, and nice feet. I love a girl with sexy feet. You might’ve noticed I have a foot fetish” he said. “I noticed” she chuckled. “What else…not fat or super skinny. That’s kinda it” he said. “So…do I fit what you’d find in a girlfriend?” she asked. “You asking if I consider you my girlfriend?” he asked smiling. “…yeah” she replied very softly. “Hmm…an interesting question. Can you have from romantic feelings for a sex toy?” he asked. Katie looked down at her toes sniffing. “Dammit I’m sorry. It was a shitty joke” he said scooting closer to her. “I do have feelings for you. And I do love you and want to make you happy. So yeah, you’re my girlfriend” he replied. She quickly hugged his cheek. “Sweetie you’re all oily” he said. “Sorry” she giggled. “Just lie back and enjoy the sun” he said going to his phone. Mike was checking if there were any leads in the disappearances of Lena, Carmella, and Amber. It was something he had done every day for two weeks since he took them. They did find Carmella’s car three days after being reported missing in the river. Law enforcement feared the worst, the river current swept their bodies away. Mike chuckled to himself as there was an update in the search. It had been called off and the girls were presumed dead. True, they were quite dead. Lena and Amber eaten alive. Carmella a stain on a paper towel in the trash.
After a few hours, a storm rolled in and began dumping rain on them. Mike watched as the happy little shrinky on his sun deck table danced and played in the rainwater. “Come on before you catch a cold” he said closing his fingers around her body. Mike dried her off and warmed her body with his breath. “Look at you. You tanned like a rotisserie chicken” he laughed. “But do it taste like one?” she asked. “One way to find out” he said sitting down with her in his hand. Katie laid back slightly in his palm as she spread her legs for him. She cooed and sighed as his giant tongue found her cunt. She squealed as the tip parted her. Mike was careful though as even the tip could hurt her. Mike stopped and she looked at him for a second before she was hit with a giant kiss. A passionate literally oxygen sucking kiss. “You’re…you’re really wound up” she said when he finally broke it. “You asked if you taste like chicken. You taste like honey baked ham. And I fucking love honey baked ham” before jamming her completely into his mouth. Katie let out a yelp as his lips closed cutting of the light. “He wouldn’t do it. He said he loved me” she thought in her mind as he sucked on her like a large piece of candy. Her ears popped from the pressure change as his sucking grew harder and harder. “Even if he doesn’t mean it…he could do it by accident! MIKE!” she screamed. Mike heard her scream and snapped out of it. He spat her into his hand, a cum soaked hand. Katie wiped the spit from her eyes to see his erect cock twitching. A drop of cum still on the head. He had jerked off as he sucked on her body. “I…I didn’t mean to scare you” he stammered as he put her down and quickly got up. Mike washed his hand thinking about what just occurred. Something, something inside him told him to do it. Something deeper told him to swallow her and just get another. It bothered him. Katie was an experiment to see how much he could actually break her will. To turn her into a willing sex toy. Even after succeeding, he found he did have feelings for her. Katie was deeply worried not for her safely but for him. Something was wrong. “Hey, it just went a little far is all” she said from the sofa. “Yeah” he muttered. Later that evening, Mike had gone to the attic to see if anything else his grandfather had left concerning the Coin. He brought Katie with him only after she begged him to.
“This is where you found it?” she asked staring at the old oak and iron trunk. “Among the tale and photos yes. I stopped rummaging up here when I did” he replied. “What exactly are you looking for?” she asked. “Honestly I don’t know” he replied moving things. After moving a few old boxes filled with moth eaten clothing, he came across some box filled with toy cars. “I remember these. I played with them as a kid” he said taking a few out. Some were the size of a matchbox car and others considerably larger at nearly six inches. “Those are really detailed. Especially that one” she said pointing to one. “Oh yeah. A 71’ Chevelle. They don’t make those anymore” Mike said tapping the hood of the six-inch-long car. Katie took a closer look. “Uhh…I don’t think they ever made them like this. When have you ever heard of a toy car with New York license plates that expired in May 1974?” she asked. “What?” he said looking. Sure enough she was right. On the front and tail were two teeny, little New York plates. Curious, Katie opened the driver side door. “Whoa. This ain’t a toy. It’s got a set of keys still in the ignition. What if…” she said turning the key. Nothing happened. “Guess the battery is dead. It’s safe to say grandpa shrunk this car. As for the driver…who knows” Mike said. “How many people do you think he shrunk?” she asked getting out. “Dozens at least judging by the pile of clothes he kept as trophies” he said. Both were curious to see if all the cars were real. Out of the 22 cars in the box, 20 were confirmed real. "A vintage 86’ Camaro T-Top. Mike said checking it out kid was able to pop the trunk of the four-inch-long car. “Holy shit! Check this out!” Mike said pulling out two very small white things. “Tic tacs?” Katie asked. “Try two shrunken kilos of cocaine. Must’ve been a drug dealers’ car. What do ya say? Wanna try some 80’s vintage coke?” he laughed. “I’ll pass. That shit will probably feel like sniffing dry cement mix by now” she replied. Mike put away the cars and kept snooping around. Katie began roaming around on her own as he would find a box and check it out before setting it aside. Suddenly, Katie screamed in terror. Mike rushed and moved aside boxes to where her scream came from.
“Katie! Katie what is it?!” he yelled finally getting to her. She stood frozen in place. Underneath her feet was a puddle of pee. Whatever she saw was terrifying enough to piss herself. Mike’s eyes followed her line of sight to an old, frayed cobweb. “What is that?” he whispered seeing something caught within it. Getting closer and squinting, the object began to take shape in his mind. It wasn’t until he noticed something that it became clear what it was. A shoe, a shoe sticking out the lower half of a cocoon. To confirm it, Mike tapped it ever so gently. When he did, it collapsed into a tiny, very tiny heap of dust…and human bones. Judging by the femur bone, Mike guessed the person was no taller than three quarters of an inch. “Apparently, one of grandpa’s pets got away from him and hid up here. She found out the hard way she wasn’t alone up here. Wandered into an old web and got caught. Spider must’ve sucked her dry years ago” he said out loud. Katie promptly fainted. Mike quickly took her downstairs to see if she was alright. He relaxed seeing she was just out of it and promptly took off her dress and panties to clean her up. Once that was taken care of, Mike laid on the sofa placing her unconscious body on his chest. Mike began to slowly understand the true scope of his grandfather’s hobby. It was far bigger than he thought. The Polaroids and shoebox full of clothes only told a part of the story.
Mikes was deep in thought as his finger absentmindedly rubbed Katie’s tummy. Then, Katie awoke scared beyond belief quickly looking around. “It’s okay. We’re in the living room” he said. The memory fully came back to haunt her. Katie broke down weeping and Mike held her in his hand. It took three entire day’s form Katie to go back to remotely normal. During that time, she would cry and whimper if Mike was more than 10 feet from her. What finally helped snap her out of her trauma was Mike enlarging her with the Coin to six inches. “There. Too big to be a spider snack” he said smiling. Katie felt slightly relieved but still felt anxiety when her master/boyfriend was too far away. To ease her fears further, Mike cleaned the house top to bottom. No cobwebs or creepy crawlies for her to worry about. Of course, that would include the attic. As Mike was just finishing the cleanup up there, he stumbled onto something quite unexpected. After all the boxes had been pushed aside, he swept around. The broom handle bumped into a wall panel which came loose. What was behind the panel, Mike would never forget.
“The hell is all this?” he asked himself as over a dozen ring boxes sat in the long-hidden hideaway. Mike picked up one of them and blew the dust off. The ring box was old, lined with dust-stained red satin cloth with the name Carol written on it. His fingers trembled as he popped it open. Mike almost dropped it finding a desiccated skeleton no bigger than a half inch wearing a dress inside. Mike looked at the others wondering if he would find the same within those. One by one he opened them and confirmed it. Each box had a name written on it. Carol, Andrea, Nora, Helen, Kelly, Diana…and so forth. No doubt shrinking victims, but Mike wondered why these were treated differently than the others. Almost unnoticed there were a pile of old photos crammed three feet back within the hiding place. Mike blew the dust off them. The first one had the name Phan at the bottom. Judging by the degradation, it was probably the oldest. Mike studied the picture in silence. It was an Asian woman, probably Thai if that was her name on it. Pretty young woman maybe 19 or 20 wearing a green dress and matching green slippers. And shrunken apparently as she stood next to a beer bottle with Thai writing on it. Mike guessed she was five to five and a half inches tall. What stood out though was she was happy. Very happy. Mike looked down at the ring boxes and found one with her name on it. Opening that one he found a skeleton of similar size as the rest…wearing a green dress and slippers. “The same girl” he muttered. Mike touched her skeleton and nearly jumped out his skin as her skull moved from the rest of her bones. “Her neck was already broken. That’s how she died” he muttered. Mike went to the next picture. “Carol” he muttered reading the name.
Young woman around 21 wearing a bikini and masturbating with a drink umbrella. Again, she looked…content. Mike went back to the first ring box he opened looking at the skeleton. Very carefully he pulled the dress up and found its ribcage shattered. Mike began to sense a common theme. He had only Leonel half the boxes but now he opened the other half. Three of them only had dresses inside them. No skeletons. The names Jennifer, Tina, Keiko written on them. Sure enough there were pictures of them. All shrunk and not a hint of fear or sadness with any of them. It took the picture of one woman to shed some light on the oddity. “Jennifer” he muttered. Mike’s eyes went wide as this one he recognized. It was none other than the girl from the video. In the picture was shrunken Jennifer naked, legs spread wide fingering her cunt, as she dripped head to toe with cum. A grin on her face as she ate some. Happy as a shrunken sex toy could be. “But she was eaten” Mike muttered looking for her ring box. He found it already open as it was one of the three with only dresses inside. A grim reality began to form in Mike’s mind. What separated these women from the rest was they fell in love with his grandfather, and he loved them in return. If it was Stockholm syndrome or not was irrelevant by now. The ring boxes were caskets for their remains, or more simply their lives. His grandfather had made a small cemetery behind the wall for them and packed the photos inside, either as mementos or simply to bury the grief. Mike put everything back the way it was and closed the wall. He wondered what else that house kept secret.
Mike did not tell Katie what he had found. He thought back to something she had said. That there was a price to pay for that kind of magic. Mike began to think there was something to that. There was one troubling thing, one of many, that stuck in his mind. The more he loved Katie, the more he had the urge to hurt her. The urge to feel her screaming body slip down his throat. The urge to crunch her tiny bones between her teeth. Turn her pretty body into mush and swallow. Crush the life out of her under his foot. Beat her to death with his cock. Shrink her so small she’d drown in just a drop of cum. Over and over different malicious thoughts about ending her life. Such thoughts began to deeply trouble him. He did not want her to end up as a ring box stuffed in a dusty cubby. With that, he felt the answer to his problems did lie with the Coin itself. And if he needed answers, he needed to go where somebody knew Thai.
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@size_master yessss hope he disposes of Katie soon, would be the perfect form of cruel betrayal. And hope to see him shrink and take more victims soon
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I’m so glad to find another chapter posted. The way how this story moves from cruel to romantic is really my thing. I’d feel so lucky to find that coin and definitely follow grandpa’s steps and brainwash this tinies to love me, even if I wouldn’t reciprocate their feelings or promote them to be anything else that sex toys (I’m so evil).
Even if the deaths in this story are a turn on, I don’t think I would feel tempted to kill any of my tinies or be careless towards them. Anyway, I can only rub any coin in my pocket and hope for the best.
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Chapter 6…Revelations pt. 2
Mike had the lower part of her hair between his fingers as a he used a doll toy brush to comb it. He admired her small little frame as she sat on the bed. Katie’s skin was still a little moist from her sink bath as she sat still for him. “You know, you’re a little prettier since I shrunk you” Mike said softly. “Haha, maybe because of the nice clothes” she said admiring the silk robe that barely clung to her body. “No, your skin is a lot clearer, hair shinier, and I do like a girl that shaves down there” he said. “I figured that you didn’t want to go down on a tumbleweed” she said smirking. Mike put down the comb and used his finger to turn her head. Both shared a sweet kiss before Mike broke it off. “There’s time to eat my little pussy again before bed” she winked. “Not tonight sweetie. Have to run a late errand in New York” he said. “That involves the Coin?” she whispered. “…yes” he replied. “Necessary?” she asked. “Unfortunately, yes. I decided to take your advice and learn more about this thing” he said. Katie knew she couldn’t talk him out of going. She knew there would be more to what he said. “Alright. Just…be careful” she sighed. “I will. Don’t wait up for me” he said before another kiss.
Mike had given this some thought. Clearly he needed someone that knew ancient Thai or at least an older dialect than modern. Logic said to choose someone Thai. Now it wasn’t as if he could just flag down a random Thai person on the street and hope for the best. Mike decided to go to where some of the oldest Thai districts there was. As one would say, if you want an old tree, go to the forest. Through the magic of Google, he learned that New York City had the largest population of Thai on the east coast. Thai Town in Elmhurst to be exact. So Mike got in his car and headed there. As he drove, he thought about what he had discovered in the attic. Ring boxes for caskets to inter or memorialize the shrunken women his grandfather loved. Every woman he shrunk and loved ended up dead. Every single one. Couldn’t be a coincidence. Worse yet, after seeing Jennifer’s fate on the video, his grandfather wasn’t even that shocked. As if he expected it. Having said that, Mike realized something. “He didn’t kill mom or grandma. But did he ever shrink them?” he wondered. The truth of the matter, he knew very little about his grandmother. What he was told by his grandfather and mother was her name was Sky and met grandpa in the autumn of 1975. She came from an old hippie commune in the northern part of New York and stayed with him for a while. During that time, he got her pregnant and not long after his mother was born, she left leaving her baby behind. But was there more to the story?
Mike did know one thing for certain. The urge to kill Katie was growing by the day. Even tonight as he turned her head, the thought of turning it till her neck snapped entered his mind. Just her scent was causing trouble. That sweet sweaty musky smell after playtime made his mouth water…and his stomach growl. Mike got to his destination even more determined to learn more about the enchanted Coin. It was almost past 10pm as he parked the car and began walking through Thai Town. Various shops like, bakeries, convenience stores, furniture, laundries, take outs, and nail salons, littered the street. It would seem like he was looking for a needle in a pile of needles. Mike paused. He felt it. Barely turning his head, he noticed an old woman staring dead at him. Some would dismiss it as paranoia or imagination but not Mike. His tour in Afghanistan taught him how to sense when someone took too much an interest in him. Mike ducked around into an alleyway. As he guessed, the old woman looked down the alley. She couldn’t see him. Mike waited until she walked off and now the watcher was the one being watched.
Carefully, he shadowed the old woman right to a restaurant with the name “Ayanda” on it. Moments after she walked in, so did he. “Closed! YOU MUST GO!” the old woman shouted. “I don’t think so. You were following me” Mike said. “Was not! WAS NOT! You must go!” she yelled. Mike felt the Coin vibrate. Somehow, he knew this was the right place. Mike locked the door and flipped the sign to closed. Mike walked back to her and pulled the Coin out of his pocket. “Tell me what this is. Tell me what’s written on it and I’ll leave” he said. The old woman looked at the Coin in horror. She started screaming in Thai. Two women and a young man came from the back of the restaurant. “Grandma? What…you! What did you say to her?! Get out before I call the cops” the younger of the two women yelled. Mike looked at the young woman. 20, maybe 22 years old with bigger tits than one would expect. Slender wearing a waitress uniform. Purple streaks in her hair. “Pretty” Mike thought as he grinned. The older woman, probably the first girl’s mother was in her late 40’s and even with her age wasn’t that bad looking. “She told you to get out!” the young man in his early 20’s yelled putting his hand on Mike’s shoulder. With barely a glance, Mike used the coin to shrink him. The shock knocked him out as he dwindled to a half inch in height. The younger woman screamed. “Shut the fuck up or you’re next!” he yelled. Mike bent down and plucked he young man up.
“Now, you’re going to tell me what I want to know, or it’s going to get very bad for those two bitches. And to show you I’m not fucking around…” he said walking over to a fish tank. He callously dropped the young waiter into the water. “Aat!” the older woman screamed. She rushed over. “Ah ah ah!” Mike warned holding the Coin. The shock of cold water woke Aat, he found himself inside some kind of enclosure bigger than an Olympic swimming pool. It took him a moment to realize he was inside the fish tank he cleaned every other day. As he realized that, something else came to mind. The fish. When dropped, his body created tiny ripples that to the simple-minded fish meant fish food. A fat little goldfish determined to eat swam at full speed to Aat. Aat could see the golden monster underneath the surface coming right at him. The fish latched onto his leg and yanked him down. For a brief moment, Aat still had some luck left as the goldfish only got his shoe. Then that luck ran out as the goldfish inhaled the water sucking the shrunken young man into its mouth swallowing him whole. Satisfied, the goldfish dived back to his little play castle at the bottom of the tank not caring about the struggling meal in its belly. “That was kinda entertaining actually” Mike said. He turned his attention back to the old woman.
“Please…please I know nothing!” the old woman begged. “Really? You’re going to gamble their lives with a lie?” Mike asked looking at the mother. With just a thought, he shrunk the mother down to a manageable four inches. Mike picked her up. The daughter tried to attack Mike and found herself shrunk as well. Mike picked her up and dumped her into an empty glass. “I’ll get to her later. Now where were we? Oh yes, you lied to me” Mike said tearing off the mother’s clothing. His fingers played with her slightly sagging tits. Mike sighed slightly bored with her slightly pudgy frame. Looking dead at the old woman, Mike gripped the mother by both ankles and flipped her upside down. She was still unconscious but not for long. With an ankle trapped between fingers, Mike pulled her legs apart “I hate liars” he hissed as he pulled harder and harder until there was a tiny pop. The mother’s eyes shot wide open as she screamed. That little pop was her leg dislocating from her hip. The muscle tear accompanying that didn’t help. Now, I’m going to ask the question again and if you don’t answer, your daughter here is going to become a human wishbone" he said coldly.
“Now, let’s start from the top. Why were you following me? Plenty of white guys stroll through here so what set me apart?” he asked. “…your aura. You have a cursed aura” she repelled softly in tears. “Cursed? Cursed how?” he asked. “I don’t know” she replied. Mike pulled again making the woman screech. “I truly don’t know! I can just…sense it there” she replied. “And the Coin? You recoiled in horror seeing it” he said. “It reeks of evil and malice. It is the source of your curse, and this wicked power to shrink people” she replied. “I already know the power comes from it. What I want to know is what’s behind that power. What does it say on the Coin?” he asked. Mike let go of the mother’s leg, which dangled lifelessly, to hold the Coin in his hand. The woman cringed as it got close. “I cannot make all of it out. It’s in an old dialect” she said. “All of it? So you can make some of it out?” he asked. “Yaksha…prison…and…” She was saying before she broke out in a cold sweat. “I can’t make out the last part. Bring it closer” she said. Mike did and she snatched the Coin from him. “Taste your own power!” she yelled holding the Coin. Nothing happened. “But…but the power is…” she muttered before Mike’s eyes briefly glowed red. The Coin magically returned to his hand. “That will cost you dearly” he said before placing the mother in his mouth and swallowing. The old woman watched her daughter disappear down his throat.
“I know that this Coin is bound to me and me only. It’ll never work for you or anyone else. You got a granddaughter left. She’s next if you fuck with me one more time. Now what did you see?” he said with a tone that could cower the devil. “Ashura” she replied. “That’s the word that been rattling around in my head! Asu…something. It was asura” Mike thought. The Coin pulsed at the name. “What is an asura?” he asked. “In your terms a demon but they’re far more than just that. My grandmother passed down not just her gift to sense evil but the legends behind them. Legend says the asura were demons that were opposite of the gods. Beings of malice, darkness, lust, and violence. Constantly at war with the gods and their servants the Yaksha. Asura are virtually immortal and cannot be slain so they had to be sealed away. Depending on how powerful they were, so went their prison. Some mountains, others caves. The lesser ones physical vessels such as amulets, statutes, even pottery. That Coin is one of those vessels” she told him. “Okay but how is it bound to me? If it’s so evil, why not work for anyone?” he asked. The woman laughed.
“That is not their way. They bind themselves only to those that can reap the most evil using their power. They enter a blood contract with them first” she said. “That explains why the thing pricked my finger and absorbed my blood” Mike thought. “I thought my gift could temporarily bind the asura to my will” she muttered. “You thought wrong and since we’re on the subject, your daughter stopped moving in my stomach. Guess she suffocated or passed out from the pain of being digested” he said. She spat at his feet. “What about the curse? I’m assuming it’s my soul” he said. “Feeble minded westerner. What would an asura want with your measly soul? Asura reap pain, death and misery. You are nothing but a shepherd and every kill you make is a lamb to the slaughter. And if the Asura goes hungry…it will make you feed him” she said coldly. “You telling me if I don’t shrink and kill people, it will make me kill someone? It will control me?” he asked. “It feeds the best when the victim is one the avatar of his power loves the most” she laughed. Mike was furious. Not just her laughing at him but the grim truth of what was upon him. The ring boxes of his grandfather, the dark thoughts about Katie. “The more you love them! The worse it will get! You can try to keep it at bay by killing but the craving will only grow. As long as the curse is upon you, you’ll never be able to love someone without killing them!” she laughed louder. “But I can satisfy it. Quantity over quality right?” he asked with a grin. “You cannot bargain with an asura fool. Sooner or later, it won’t matter how many you kill. It will demand the sweet taste of your grief and the grief and pain of the one your love most” she said. “Then I have a lot of work coming my way. And I just know where to start” he said snatching the granddaughter out of the glass and stuffing her into his pocket. “No please! I did as you asked! At least leave me with her…” the old woman begged. “Don’t worry, you won’t suffer long” Mike said before shrinking her with the Coin.
Anyone watching would think she simply disappeared. In reality, Mike shrunk her so small you couldn’t see her with the naked eye. Mike would leave letting nature take its course. The old woman awoke to a place so strange she briefly thought she was on another planet. Then she remembered the glowing Coin. She realized she had been shrunk to an extremely small size. How small? She didn’t know but it was less than 1/100 of an inch. Small enough the fibers in her seat cushion looked like rolling hills. The light the Mike turned off made it look like day turned to starless night. Distant thunder in the skies. Thunder caused by the very low hum of the fish aquarium pump. And another sound…a weird skittering sound. She didn’t know what it was and maybe that was the cruellest thing about it. Not knowing what was coming. Knowing, seeing what was coming could’ve gave her a heart attack. That would’ve been more merciful than what was coming. She took off running in the dark, but the skittering was coming from all directions. Something jumped on her face, something sharp bit her ankle, many things began to swarm her. She did not last long as whatever it was devoured her and stripped her down to her old brittle bones. Dust mites. The most common, and numerous pest in a household that feeds on human skin cells found something else to dine on that night. And with an average of over 1 million of them in a single room, she never had a chance.
Mike drove home with his newest catch and when he got home told Katie he would talk in the morning. Katie could tell Mike was very on edge that night and didn’t bother him with details. He readied an old hamster cage he found in the attic for his new guest, a guest now awake. He ignored her struggling and screaming as he threw her inside and locked the door. “I’ll introduce you to my girlfriend tomorrow. In the meantime, I suggest you get some rest. Tomorrow is going to be a busy day for you” Mike laughed leaving her. The young woman slumped to the floor of wood shavings and chips. The day has started normal for her. Helping out at the family restaurant. Taking orders, flirting with customers for bigger tips. And now ended with her shrunk, caged, and her future very much in question.
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@size_master the plot thickens! So glad to see a new chapter to this! Very interesting concept. Can’t wait to see what Mike puts his newest victim through on the next day
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@size_master I’m liking very much the predicament, I guess Katie will end up un a tiny casket soon, too bad he can’t resist. What will happen next?
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I really hope he finds a way to break the curse. As much of a whore I am for tragedy and horror, I do so love a happy ending~.
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Chapter 7…New Toy
Mike was pleasantly humming to himself as he entered the laundry room and bent down to the hamster cage where the Thai girl from the restaurant was being kept. She groggily yawned as the clack of the small door opening awoke her. “Good morning” Mike said reaching for her. She immediately screamed and backed away from his hand. Of course, it was futile as she had nowhere to go. Mike plucked her by her ankle and dragged her out. “Phew! You need a bath before breakfast” he said as he began walking to the bathroom upstairs. The tiny woman wriggled in his grip to no avail. Mike placed her on the sink before running some hot water. The girl now free, darted to the edge of the sink. “That’s every bit of a 100 ft. fall at your size. Now be a good girl and strip off that silly waitress uniform” he said. She spat at him. “Look, let’s just be frank. Pissing and shitting in that cage made you smell horrible and you’re not going to stink up my house. Now we can do this easy like, or you can be an idiot like your grandma and make shit unnecessarily hard” he said. She immediately remembered last night right up till she was shrunk.
“My family. What did you do to them?” she asked. “Let’s see…grandma was eaten alive by dust mites. Your mom was digested around…oh say 11:00 last night and the guy with you all is a goldfish turd by now. That leaves little you” he said smirking. She began yelling at him in Thai until Mike took his finger…
WHACK
Mike flicked her hard in the cheek throwing her near the sink bowl. Mike turned off the water and watched as the tiny woman spit blood. Mike gripped her neck and forced her head underwater. He casually hummed to himself as the woman frantically fought. Her tiny legs kicking so hard her little shoes flew off her feet. As she began to grow still, Mike let go. The young woman gasped for air. “Ya think I don’t know when I’m being cursed out in another language? Now take off your fucking clothing!” he yelled. Trembling, she did as he commanded. Her black socks first, then top, black pants, and finally her bra and panties. She covered herself. “A friendly word. It’s pointless to cover yourself. I guarantee you before lunchtime I’ll be licking and sucking your tiny pussy. Well for starters anyway” he said with a sinister smile. Mike pushed her into the water, and she bobbed up to the surface. He handed her a sliver of soap. “Make sure to get every nook and cranny before my tongue does. I’ll be back to check on you in a moment. Got to get breakfast started” he said leaving her.
Mike made his way downstairs and began making breakfast. A pot of coffee, cracking eggs into the pan, putting on some toast. 15 minutes had passed before he saw Katie enter the kitchen. Her larger six-inch size meant she could get around a little easier than before. Mike picked her up. “Good morning sleepyhead” he said before kissing her. “I heard crying coming from the bathroom” she said. “Oh, that was just our new pet taking a bath. Nothing to be too concerned about” he said. “You didn’t say what happened last night” she said looking up at him. Mike placed her on the kitchen table. “Learned a bit about the Coin. In a nutshell it’s cursed magics and according to our guest’s grandma will eventually drive me to murder you” he replied flipping the eggs. Katie looked horrified. “Now now. I’ve made some plans. You’re perfectly safe as long as I have a steady supply of victims. In fact, after I ate her daughter, I felt much better” he said. Katie didn’t even know what to say to that. “What if you unshrank me?” she asked. “I doubt that would end the problem. If it was that easy grandpa wouldn’t have had all those tiny caskets upstairs” he replied. “Tiny…tiny caskets?” she asked. Mike sighed softly. “After you found that mummy…I went back to cleaning up there and found a hidden compartment in the wall. A dozen little ring boxes turned into caskets. Some were empty but there were pictures with them. Each girl in them was happy. The curse drove him to kill them. Which is why I went out to see what can be done about it” he said. “You wanna kill me?” she asked meekly. “NO! No…” Mike yelled as his hand trembled. The toaster going off made him jump.
“I’ve been having urges. Thoughts” he said. Mike turned around to face her, approached the table, placed something down, and picked her up. It was very clear to him she was frightened. “I will not let some curse take you from me. Do you understand?” he asked. She silently nodded. Mike turned the stove down to low. “Need to check on the newbie” he muttered before leaving her.
Mike returned to the bathroom upstairs. “You look better” he said startling her. Mike soaped up his fingers and began washing her hair. “What’s your name?” he asked. “Kanya…” she muttered sniffling. “Figured a pretty girl would have a pretty name” he said as he rinsed her hair. “You going to kill me too?” she suddenly asked. “I’d rather not. Would be a waste to kill someone as cute as you. Honestly that’s all up to you. You cause me trouble you’ll end up like that last girl I shrunk and brought here” he said. “…what did you do?” she asked. “Shrunk her so tiny she was boiled alive in my tea. I think we both don’t want that so if you behave you should be fine” he replied. He finished and had her get out. Mike handed her some toilet paper to dry off. Once she had, he carried her downstairs.
“Katie, this is Kanya. Kanya, this is my girlfriend Katie” Mike said after placing Kanya before the much taller Katie. “Oh my God” Kanya muttered. “Oh yes Katie was in the same position as you once. But she obeyed and did as told and things worked out great. Isn’t that right Katie?” Mike asked as he scooped the food out of the pan. “Yes, that’s right” Katie said with a halfhearted grin. Standing near her, Kanya was very much more aware she had shrunk. Even before being shrunk, Kanya was on the petite side standing 5’4 barefoot. Standing near Katie, she felt even tinier than the four inches she had been shrunk too. By comparison, Katie stood like an 8-foot-tall Amazon. “How…how long have you been here?” Kanya asked her. “Just under three months” Katie replied. Kanya eyed her. She smelled nice, no bumps or bruises, no broken bones, and obviously very much alive. “I hope everyone is ready for an omelet!” Mike said cheerfully as he placed the plate down. He handed Katie and Kanya shrunken cups with just a drop of coffee in them. Kanya couldn’t contain her hunger and quickly climbed onto his plate for food. “Guess it’s been a while since you ate” he muttered as he began. Katie sat beside the plate using the shrunken utensils Mike has prepared during their earlier conversation. “It seems our new pet approves of my cooking” Mike chuckled as he ate. Kanya paused for a moment to take in reality. This time yesterday she was getting ready for another day of working at the family restaurant. Worrying about her phone bill, saving up for a new car, her grandma wanting her to find a Thai boyfriend. Now her family was dead, she was shrunk to the size of a mouse, and eating food bare ass naked on a giant plate. “Oh don’t stop on my account” he said quietly. She stood up, her little bare feet stepping in warm cooked eggs, and glared at him shaking. “You want to say something so bad, but you remember that flick in the face. Good. Pain is a good teacher. Now finish your food” he growled. Kanya did trying to toughen herself up for whatever he had planned.
Once they had finished breakfast, Mike laid out the ground rules. “Here are the basic rules. You’re a sex toy. Not a person, not a human being but a thing to give me, and my girlfriend pleasure. Do well and obey the rules you’ll rank up from sex toy to sex slave, to plaything, and eventually mistress. Until you receive the tank of mistress you may only call me master. It’s up to Katie how she will want you to call her. Rule two, obedience at all times. If I find you untrainable, I’ll eat you. Rule three, you have full reign of the house in your free time. Feel free to explore to your heart’s content. Word of warning though. Outside the house is a world of death for someone your size. Plenty of predators out there willing to have Thai for dinner. Rule four, you hurt my girl and you’ll die slowly and painfully. Rule five, if you have any medical or hygiene needs let me know in advance. That should do it. Anything to add Katie?” Mike asked. Katie shook her head. “Any questions Kanya?” he asked. “Will you ever let me go?” she asked. “One day I just might” he said. She stared at him. “For the record, I don’t lie” he said quietly. “I need to do the dishes and clean the downstairs. Feel free to use the tv or get to know Katie. Once I’m done you’ll get your first raping” he said unceremoniously. Kanya stood there petrified at how easily he said that last part. “Come on” Katie said taking her by the hand. Mike picked me both up and placed them on the sofa before he began cleaning.
Katie tried to distract Kanya as beast as she could with whatever movie of show she wanted on tv. However, the more Mike cleaned, the more she knew time was counting down to shrunken sexual torture. By the time Mike had finished vacuuming, Kanya was a bundle of nerves. She began whimpering. “The first time is always the worst. Just bear with it and whatever you do DO NOT fight him. The more you go with it, the gentler he’ll be” Katie told her. Kanya didn’t know whether she was crazy or caring. Mike sat down next to them making Kanya jump in fright. Kanya’s whimpering grew louder as his fingers closed around her midsection. Mike began lifting her up and Kanya desperately tried to hold on the Katie’s hand. Katie let go and turned her attention to the tv. Mike grinned seeing her fear. His fingers played with her long black hair. “Pretty little thing. My grandfather started his collection with a Thai girl he met over there” he muttered as his finger traveled down her side. She squirmed slightly as his fingertip played with her tits. Lifting one and letting it fall and bounce. Then going to the other. Kanya could feel her nipples harden. His finger traveled down her right leg to her foot letting it rest against his fingertip. Her teeny, little unpainted toes curled instinctively. “You’ll find out I’m a foot man” he sheepishly grinned raising her foot to his face. Even that small, Mike could see she was someone who worked on her feet a lot. Small callouses on the heel and ball of her foot. She went rigid as he playfully licked her tiny sole. Mike sucked her little foot into his mouth and moaned softly. Kanya wriggled at the disgusting yet ticklish feeling. She breathed again when he let her foot go.
“In time, your feet will be just as soft as a marshmallow. No more waiting on tables. No more shitty customers. Dumb ass Karen’s demanding more soy sauce. Idiot Chads staring at your cute supple ass” he whispered. He turned her around and licked her ass. Kanya squealed as his tongue parted her ass. “It was my life” she sobbed. Mike turned her around watching the small little tears fall from her eyes. “And now this is your life. A cute shrunken pleasure thing” he said grinning before using his tongue to part her legs. Kanya moaned between sobs as his tongue coaxed her natural wetness to emerge. The shrunken girl kicked her feet into his cheeks as the tongue rape only intensified. “Please stop…please…” she begged looking into his eyes. Mike stopped. “Only if you finger fuck yourself to orgasm” he said coldly. Katie hearing that, turned to look at them curious to see if she would do it. Kanya, sniffling, began to viciously finger fuck herself in his open hand. “That’s it you shrunken slut. Do it” Mike hissed. With a whimpering sob, Kanya came. Mike brought her to his face and used his tongue to clean her juices off her. Then holding her arm, sucked her small hand into his mouth cleaning it as well. Mike placed her back on the sofa. “See? Man of my word. Now having said that, before bed tonight you’re going to get me off. Put those waitress muscles to good use” he laughed.
By that evening, Kanya had a good idea of what was expected of her getting him off. She sat on his bed staring at the bathroom door listening to him sing in the shower. Not a hint of sympathy for her. Then, the water was turned off, the sound of her shower door sliding open, towel used. And out he came naked and hungry. Mike sat down next to Kanya completely ignoring Katie. Kanya’s heart quickened as his fingers wrapped around her body. He lifted her up and smiled seeing the fear in her eyes. “Has anyone ever told you you’re very pretty? You a virgin Kanya?” he asked. “…yes” she replied. “To which one?” he asked. “Both” she replied. “I’ll try to contain myself. Don’t want to break my new toy” he said before bringing her to his face. Kanya cringed as his giant lips kissed her entire face. The warmth of his breath on her skin. His finger caressed her cheek. “Here it comes” he said lowering his hand bringing her to his cock. Mike laid back in bed placing her on his thigh. “You can do it or I” he said. She walked to his towering dick and stepped her tiny feet on his balls. Every bit of her wanted to stomp as hard as she could on them, but she chose not to as her puny size wouldn’t hurt him and just piss him off.
Her hands touched his shaft. Warm, firm, the blood pulsing through it. She closed her eyes and hugged it before beginning a crouch and stand motion. Her tits rubbing against his cock aroused her to her dissatisfaction. She tried to avoid rubbing her pussy on it but that was near impossible. “That’s a good girl. Jerk me off” Mike moaned watching her. The more she did, the more she realized his cock skin was getting slick. She hadn’t noticed her own pussy juices were getting smeared on it. Wetness from above hit her head. Looking up she could see his precum leaking out. Her beautiful black hair sticky but nowhere near as bad as what was coming. As Mike felt his orgasm building, he grabbed her off his shaft and roughly placed her directly on his cockhead. “I’M CUMMING YOU LITTLE SLUT! TAKE IT!” he yelled busting a nut so hard, Kanya’s body jumped a full centimeter. A torrent of semen shot out coating her entire body. Katie, watching the whole thing, couldn’t recall him ever cumming that hard. Kanya could only whimper feeling the warm sticky fluid casting every crevice of her body. From between her tits, to her asshole, to between her little toes. “I hit the jackpot with you” Mike laughed. Kanya wasn’t the only one that had an emotion response to him saying that. Kanya weakly looked at him from his hand. She swore she could see something in his eyes. An energy, a malignant energy. She never took stock in the tales her grandmother told her of her family with the gift of aura sight. Then again she thought shrinking people was a fantasy reserved for movies and books too. Apparently she was wrong on both counts.
Kanya laid in his bed next to Katie reliving that day. Breakfast on his plate, foot rape, oral rape, and just 30 minutes ago used a jerk off toy. Her knees still aching from the constant squatting. He nipples still tender from scraping his shaft. Her crotch, even though cleaned in the sink, still sticky from when he held her over his cock slit as he came. She swore she could feel his cum inside her. “Can’t sleep?” Katie whispered. “Of course not” Kanya spat. “For what it’s worth I’m sorry. Deep down, Mike isn’t a terrible man. He’s just under the control of…”
“I saw what was in his eyes. A sickening darkness. There is no deep down for him. He’s rotten to the core” Kanya spat. “You’re wrong. You know nothing about him and if you want to survive I suggest you get to know him better. Kind words, foot jobs, whatever it takes. He’s a kid and you’re the new toy. Better take advantage of his sexual curiosity before it turns to boredom” Katie told her. “You sound jealous. You’re fucking jealous?!” Kanya asked. “Take my advice or not. It’s on you” Katie said rolling to her side and closing her eyes. Kanya realized she was caught in a love triangle and God help the loser…
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@size_master This was a very enjoyable chapter, thanks for keeping up with this great story.
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OOOOOOOOOO!!! Katie is so jelly! I wonder if she will sabotage it so the poor little waitress pisses him off and end up dead?
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