The Coin
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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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@size_master Enjoying the love and hate relationships and sex descriptions of the non con situation. Jealousy and survival will make it easier for Katie to not care what happens to the others. Will be interesting to see how it all works out, again great writing skills and imagination you have.
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Chapter 8…Green Eyed Monster
“Katie said I should tell you when I’m on my period” Kanya said quietly. “Katie’s right. I’ll fetch the Tylenol and run you a warm bath” Mike said leaving her on the sofa. Katie herself was roaming around the lower floor of the house for the moment. Mike returned with a pill and shrunk it down for her. Kanya took it watching Mike return to the kitchen. She watched curiously as he poured milk into a bowl and then microwaved it. Once done, he carried it upstairs and then came back for her. “What is this?” she asked after being placed before it. “What’s it look like? A milk bath” he replied. “You get off doing this don’t you? Treating me like your pet” she said coldly. “You’re being a chatty Kathy today. You’ve barely said five things since I brought you home two weeks ago” he said checking the temperature. “I’ve been expecting you to kill me every day. Doesn’t exactly make me want to talk to you” she said. “Fair enough. Hop in” he said. Seeing she had little choice, Kanya did. Mike scooped up milk and poured it on her. “Work it into your skin” he said. There was a moment of silence between them as the shrunken young woman rubbed the milk into her light brown skin. “I do this for Katie too when she’s on her period” he said quietly. “That poor girl. She really loves you” Kanya said. “I love her. Not my fault society shit on her. All I did was show her she had value” he said. “You manipulated her! You’re a predator!” Kanya yelled. “What is it when it stops being manipulation and becomes a choice? Hmm? You have no idea what I am, the things I’ve seen and done. So easy to judge when your hands are clean. Privileged little brat” Mike spat.
“Oh please enlighten me on how you’re morally justified in shrinking, kidnapping, and murdering people” Kanya said looking up at the giant. “You think I was always like this? No, there was a time when I wouldn’t hurt a fly. Last month of my senior year of high school I find out I missed out on a scholarship to college. So, what does a broke ass American kid that wants to go to a decent college do? Join the army and get that GI Bill of course. Got through boot and then shipped off to Afghanistan. What a life…burning shit trenches. Heat, dust, and flinching at every pop and bang. While you were Instagramming what the fuck Asian teens do, I was shitting in an ammo box in a blown-out house. I was lucky really. Never saw those crazy gun battles you heard about on tv until my third year in my tour. There was this market in Kabul me and my buddy went to a lot. Cute Afghan girl around 14 would follow us around and speak with the merchants getting us free fruit. Her name was Shara. One day we showed up like usual and Shara runs down the street all smiling…and then a gust of wind revealed a bomb vest strapped to her. Our training teaches us not to see them as people but threats. Raised my rifle, pulled the trigger. Saved a lot of lives that day including mine. Not long after I got into a real gun battle. Killing is something that gets easier the more you do it. I just wanted a fucking college education…” Mike hissed. Kanya looked at him with surprise as a tear fell from his left eye. Mike quickly wiped it away. “I’m sorry for what you went through but that doesn’t make what you did to me and my family right” she said.
“You don’t understand. I didn’t want this power. Sure, it was a fucking thrill the first time but if I knew the real cost to having it, I would’ve tossed this goddamned thing into the Atlantic. Katie is the first good thing to happen to me in a long time. But the cost to keep her is…well I think you know what it is” he said. Mike handed her a sliver of soap. “So where does that leave me?” she asked. "Honestly? I rather not kill you. I find you…appealing. Your sadness and misery are barely enough to contain what’s in that Coin. That quiet whimpering as I suck your tiny pussy. The soft crying when you think I’m asleep. But in the last day or so it’s not enough. It’s like how you get bread at a restaurant before the main course. Just whets the appetite. “Then why this?” she asked splashing the milk with her hands. Mike bent down real close. “Because I want to be nice to you” he replied looking dead at her. Kanya held her breath as the dark energy she usually saw in his eyes briefly flickered away only to return. Kanya said nothing else the entire bath. Later on, she was back downstairs and dressed in a shirt and panties with Mike. By that time Katie had stopped roaming and sat on the sofa watching tv. “You can pick something out” Mike told Kanya. Surprised by the offer, she took it and chose something random on Hulu. “Mike I was planning to watch something” Katie said. “You can catch it later. Let Kanya have a turn” he said. Katie was annoyed but said nothing. As they watched tv, Katie noticed Kanya smelled faintly of milk. “You gave her a milk bath?!” she yelled. “Yeah…” he replied. “That’s our thing!” Katie yelled. “And still is. Kanya is having a day. Chill out” Mike said. “Chill out?! This bitch should be in your stomach by now so what the hell?!” Katie yelled. “That’s enough! Go upstairs and watch tv!” Mike yelled. “But…but…”
“Don’t make me repeat myself” he scowled. Katie hopped off the sofa and went upstairs leaving them alone. Kanya looked up at him. “Don’t worry about it” his muttered before placing her on his chest. As they watched whatever show she chose on tv, Mike would gently pet her. As much as she despised him, she did find his touch slightly pleasing. “Will you ever let me go?” she asked softly. “If I find a way to break the curse I will” he replied. Mike noticed an unconvinced look about her. “I don’t lie” he said. “What if I help you?” she asked. It had not even occurred to Mike she could. Mike quietly nodded. It wasn’t long after that Mike dozed off with her still on his chest. Kanya paid it little mind and just laid there with his heartbeat underneath her body. An hour later though, Mike began moving in his sleep. “Shara…Shara stop…stop…STOP!” he yelled. “Wake up!” Kanya yelled slapping his giant cheek. Mike’s eyes opened and he jumped. Kanya spilled off his chest and he caught her before she hit the floor. He placed her on the sofa as his mind settled back into reality. “You were having a nightmare” she said. “A memory of that day” he muttered. She saw a softness in his eyes as he said that. Kanya gently patted his finger. Mike looked down at her and picked her up. “You really are pretty” he whispered before kissing her. “I’m still on my period” she whispered. “I know. I can wait” he said before sucking her entire right leg into his mouth. Kanya giggled at how it tickled. Mike let to and cuddled her for a moment before placing her back down. Meanwhile, Katie at the top of the steps was watching everything…
Four days later…
“So, you’re good?” Mike asked her. “Yeah I’m not on my period anymore if you must know” Kanya replied. “Good” Mike said grinning as he picked her up. He kissed her passionately as his finger slipped her panties off. Mike began with her tiny feet making her squirm before his giant tongue parted her legs and went for her tasty tiny snatch. By this point, playing the role and enjoying it had blurred for Kanya. Before even all of this happened, she never had sex let alone someone eating her pussy. She held onto the tip of his nose as she ground her cunt on the tip of his tongue. With a cute squeal she came leaking her juices down his tongue into his mouth. “Your turn right?” she asked panting. Mike placed her on the sofa, and he took his pants and boxers off. Out sprang his giant cock ready for a shrunken Asian girl to worship. Kanya got right to it within seconds. Hugging the giant member, rubbing herself up and down it. Moaning and even licking it. “Fuck me you got good at this! Better than Katie” he said. Katie, who had been eating a snack on the kitchen table took note and stared at the sofa. For days he had doted on Kanya and virtually ignored her. At first she wrote it off as him with a new toy, but they were getting too close for her liking. “Whew! You backed up or something?” Kanya asked wiping the cum from her face. “Been holding off for days there” he replied. “I could’ve helped you with that Mike” Katie said. Her voice went unheard.
“You need a bath. Might as well take it with Katie and save water” Mike said picking her up and walking to Katie. “Was done anyway” Katie said dropping her cracker with ham. Mike took them upstairs to the bathroom and ran the water for the sink. As usual he left some soap and shampoo for them to use before leaving to do whatever he needed to do. “Seems you got over your fear of Mike” Katie said slipping into the water. “I took your advice and just rolled with it” Kanya said doing the same. “Kinda seems more than that” Katie muttered grabbing the soap. “He’s a slave to that Coin and wants to be free. I was wrong thinking he was totally evil. If it saves lives I’m more than happy to help him” Kanya said soaping her body. “So, you don’t have feelings for him?” Katie asked. “He kidnapped me. I…feel bad for what he went through but I’m not stupid enough to fall in love with my kidnapper” Kanya replied. Katie took that as a personal dig towards her.
There was a degree of silence for a while between them. “When you said you don’t have feelings for him…you’re lying” Katie muttered. “What did you say?” Kanya asked. “I said you’re a liar. I saw the bliss on your fucking face when he was tonguing your pussy. What do you Asians call that when you act like you hate them but really love them? Tsundere?” Katie asked grinning. “That’s Japanese. I’m Thai you ignorant ass bitch” Kanya spat. Katie stood up out of the water. “Fuck you say tiny?” Katie asked. Kanya stood up. “Think I’m scared you got two inches on me? Least I know the score. Hello? Stockholm syndrome called. They want their spokesperson back!” Kanya yelled laughing. Katie attacked her enraged by the insult and knocked her backwards. Kanya, with her back on the edge of the sink, tried fighting off Katie but setting her previous insult aside was still two inches, which was two feet taller to the both of them, taller than she. Their struggling caused Kanya to slip over the edge of the sink bowl right on the edge itself. A kick to the face caused Kanya to fall right off. Kanya screamed as she fell seemingly to her death below. Mike, who had been walking up the steps to check on them heard the tiny scream and rushed into the bathroom. It just so happened that Kanya didn’t land on the bare floor but the shag carpeted bathroom rug. She was still alive but badly hurt. “She…she just fell off” Katie stammered. Mike paid her no mind at all and scooped Kanya up. Kanya screeched in pain horribly making even Mike cringe. He carried her downstairs to the kitchen.
Mike looked over here injuries. Broken left leg, dislocated left shoulder and badly bruised hip. On the surface not too bad considering it was like falling nearly 50ft. “Kanya, Kanya look at me. I have to set the bone and pop the shoulder back in place. This is going to fucking suck” he said calmly. She nodded. Mike snapped a toothpick in half and had her bite down on it. With the littlest sound he set the bird like bone in her leg. Kanya mumbled in pain. From there he used a cotton swab as a splint and tied it with string. “And now the shoulder” he said. Delicately, he grabbed her arm with two fingers and then used his thumb on his other hand to press down. There was an almost unnoticeable pop as he fixed the joint. Kanya sobbed in pain. Mike gave her Tylenol and some old Valium pills his grandpa had lying around. Kanya was high as shit but stable. Mike went back upstairs and took Katie off the sink and placed her in the bed. “Is…is she okay?” she asked. Mike just looked at her and said nothing. Katie didn’t give a shit about her wellbeing. She just wanted to know if Kanya said how she fell. She didn’t know if his silence meant she had or not. Mike solely downstairs that night and when he awoke found Kanya running a very high fever. Another round of Valium and Tylenol and when he checked her fever again it had only gotten worse. He knew something else had to be wrong with her. As he cleaned her body as she couldn’t go to the bathroom, he noticed something with her left side. A discoloration he thought was a simple bruise has spread oddly downward towards her back. He knew he had seen something like it before. That and a high fever together.
Kanya has steadily gotten worse. Tylenol wasn’t doing jack shit. Then it dawned on him where he’d seen this before. During a firefight in Afghanistan, a buddy of his was thrown into the corner of a concrete wall by an RPG. at first he seemed fine but as they returned to base, he began running a high fever. He complained about the pain in his side getting worse, so they checked him again. A bruise that got bigger but spread slightly downward. The medics told him when he struck the wall, he lacerated his left kidney. He was bleeding internally. Only surgery saved his life. Mike touched Kanya’s side and even though doped up screamed in pain. Mike was sure now she was bleeding internally…and dying. He had a choice to make. Let her go, save her life, and risk being exposed Or let her die and possibly the only chance of breaking the curse with her.
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@size_master Oy my, Katie is being such a nasty toy, breaking Daddy’s toys, she needs a good punishment.
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Please please PLEASE let Kanya go
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@size_master Like anyone would believe her about him shrinking and murdering her family and keeping her like a pet.
But if she kept her story realistic, she could get him for kidnapping and rape.
Decisions decisions…
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@smolchlo I agree, but with Mike she might not get a happy ending, but he could shrink a female doctor for her just so he could find a way to break the curse. Katie has proven she is willing kill to have Mike to herself, I feel bad for Kanya. I find this story both exciting and disturbing like a great horror movie type novel, so far I am very invested in it because it is written so well and satisfies my non con desires.
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@giant-keith he’s going to spend his life simply taking whatever he desires… when in the end, it’s going to be the Devil that takes him Mwahaha
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@smolchlo So ends all Faustian deals with devils and demons, like The portrait of Dorian Grey that kept him alive and young, the painting got stabbed and so did he aged and died, deal over. A devil will get his soul at all costs, unless he finds a loophole ( like giving the curse to someone else), but he still loses it when he dies. Jinn/genies/demons trick you into making bad wishes.
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Chapter 9…Promises…Promises
Mike contemplated his choices. If Kanya didn’t receive medical treatment within the next day and a half she would die. That much he was certain of. Option one. Unshrink her, drop her off at the hospital and write her off. He would lose a chance of breaking the curse and expose himself to possible law enforcement sniffing around. Sure, the story of being shrunk and raped would make anyone call the nuthouse on them, but what if Kanya just said she was kidnapped and raped? She promised to help him if it meant he’d stop killing. Being locked up would serve that goal too. She would live but it came with a very high risk. Option two. Forego treatment and let her die. Mike thought about option two more. If he did go with option two, he wouldn’t let her suffer. Overdose her on Valium or simply snap her tiny neck. Again, he would lose the best chance so far of breaking the curse but no nosy flatfoot cops to worry about. The more he looked upon her naked body the second option seemed more of a waste. “Mike…it hurts…” Kanya said very weakly. Mike prepared another dose of Valium. One drop was enough. Two would kill. Mike gave her a drop and then held the eyedropper. A part of him, a part dark things came from, told him to give her another drop. Mike placed the eyedropper down.
“I was never one to think inside the box. Maybe there’s a third option” he muttered picking up his phone. Mike had a fantastical idea rattling around in his head. Kanya needed a doctor so why not shrink one and bring them here? Mike tossed that idea out as a missing ER doctor would cause too much a stir. But what if he could find someone like a doctor? That was an idea Mike chose to work on. Mike began to search veterinary clinics. Big clinics were out of the question. In recent years, people have resorted to breaking into them and stealing tranquilizers. That meant security cameras. No, some rundown mom and pop clinic was best. Quiet and too poor to afford decent cameras. Mike hit on one in Torrington, not too far from where he was in Stamford. “Caring Paws” Mike muttered. Mike did some quick research on social media. “Facebook says she runs it by herself after her dad died. Not many comments. Quiet. Perfectly quiet” he muttered. Mike looked at the time. 4:23pm. He knew hunting was best done at night, so he was forced to wait.
Katie stayed out of his way keeping an eye on him. Using a damp paper towel to wipe Kanya’s sweat off her body. Holding her tiny hand between his fingers. Kanya began to stir again. “Mike?” she asked. “I’m going to get you some help” he whispered. She looked at him with almost desperate eyes. “I keep my promises remember?” he said before kissing her. Kanya cringed in pain as she suddenly peed. She saw Mike look as the piss puddle between her legs with a cold look. “I’m sorry…I’m sorry…” she begged. “It’s okay. Get some rest” he said softly as he wiped up the urine. What had given him a cold look was traces of blood in her urine. He knew she would go into septic shock within hours. Mike took out a large bowl and filled and inch of it with water. Carefully he placed Kanya inside. “Katie get over here” he said. Katie, very nervously got off the sofa and approached the kitchen table. “About Kanya…”
“Oh, we’ll get to that in due time. Right now, you’re getting in that bowl and making sure she doesn’t roll over and drown. The water will help slow her fever” he said picking her up. Katie climbed in worried about his tone. The water was lukewarm as she splashed over to Kanya. “I’m heading out and won’t be back for three hours” he said. “What if she dies while you’re gone?” Katie asked. “I suggest you make sure that doesn’t happen” he said with a look that chilled her soul. Mike grabbed his keys and left. “Fuck…” Katie sighed.
Mike drove up to Torrington going as fast as he dared and arrived near the vet clinic 30 minutes after sundown. He turned off his lights and parked across the street watching. A young woman 23 years of age was busy wiping down the counter. No doubt cleaning up before closing. The Camry’s clock said 9:14. “Hello Ms. Carrie Brewster” Mike mumbled remembering her Facebook profile. Mike got out of the car and looked around. Not a car, not even a person in sight. Mike crossed the street to the clinic and pulled on the door. Unlocked. “Gotta love these small towns” he chuckled entering. There was a cute little bell that rang as he did. “Sorry but were closed” Carrie said coming from the back. “I know but I have a friend needing a house call” Mike said now holding the Coin. In a flash and huff of air, Carrie had been shrunk to five inches laying on the floor. Mike picked her up and placed her on the counter. Taking a moment to lock the door, Mike then walked to the back of the clinic.
He ignored the cats, dogs, birds, and whatnot in their cages making noise. He needed supplies if this was going to work. “Oh this is too easy” he said seeing shelves in the stockroom labeled. “Let’s see…anesthetics, antiseptics, gauze, tweezers, scalpel, sutures…” he mumbled as he loaded them into a bag. Within 10 minutes he was done. He picked Carrie up and turned off the lights before leaving. He got back into the car and drove home. Back home, Kanya was having a seizure. “Don’t die on me you bitch! If you die…” Katie mumbled not daring to finish the thought. The seizure ended and Kanya slipped back into unconsciousness. Mike returned home at a few minutes to 11. He placed the bag on the table and emptied the contents after placing Carrie down nearby. “Uhh…Mike? Who’s that?” Katie asked peeking over the bowl. “The person that might save your ass” he replied taking Kanya out of the water and drying her. Carrie began to stir. She opened her eyes and was confused to her surroundings. “I’m short on time here so get your screaming out of the way now” a giant looming over her said. Surprisingly she didn’t scream. “Just a dream. Just a fucked-up dream” she muttered. “Whatever you need to tell yourself. Here’s your patient. Internal bleeding and a laceration to the kidney” he said as he pulled out the Coin. He shrank the supplies. She didn’t move.
“I ain’t got all night and neither does she” he said leaning in. The warmth of his breath told her it wasn’t a dream. Now she screamed. Mike grabbed her by her long brown hair and yanked her off her feet. “You either do it or I’ll eat you” he said dropping her. Carrie crawled over to Kanya and saw the ominous bruising. “Please…I’m just a vet. She needs a real doctor” Carrie said. “If that was an option I wouldn’t have shrunk your ass. Now can you or not?” he asked. “I don’t know! I work on dogs and shit! Yeah I’ve treated a lacerated kidney before but that was a fucking German Shepherd!” she yelled. “Well looks like you got your chance to be a real doctor today. Get to it” he said. She began looking at the shrunken supplies he stole. “Ketamine?! I can’t use this! It’s for fucking horses!” she yelled. “Stop whining and cut the dosage!” Mike yelled. “That’s not…oh god…I need hot water to sterilize” she sighed. Mike filled a cup with water and microwaved it. Carrie was wiping the bruise with iodine. She jabbed Kanya with the needle and injected her. Kanya jerked up but within minutes was deep under. Carrie made the incision. “Jesus…” she said as blood poured out. “Fucking Christ! If you kill her…”
“It’s blood from the internal bleeding. I have to drain it first. And I can smell urine in it. She would’ve gone into septic shock within an hour. There, it’s tapering off” Carrie said. Carrie spread the cut with her gloved hand and went deeper. “Lacerated kidney confirmed. Not as bad as I thought though. Tear is about a half inch…half inch to me anyways” she said mumbling. Carrie began suturing up the tear and now and then flushing it with hot water. Once that was done she closed the incision with sutures. “Done. The sutures I used are made to dissolve in 8 to 10 weeks. The outer ones will fall off around the same time” she said. “Didn’t know they made sutures like that” Mike said. “Necessary for animals that move around a lot. Look, this isn’t an ER. She needs antibiotics. Lots of them” she said. “Got that covered” he said. “So, about the eating me part…” she whispered. “She’s still alive and I keep my promises. No eating” Mike said relaxing. “You did to her what you did to me? Shrunk her?” she asked. Mike nodded. “Why?!” she yelled. “Long story with that. Shrunk her too” Mike said pointing to Katie who had been hiding the whole time. “Christ on Sunday” Carrie muttered. “Relax a spell. Get comfortable” Mike said. “I’m fine. Just…just want to go home” she said. “I said get comfortable” Mike said coldly. Carrie sat with her knees and legs tucked to her chest. Mike made coffee and poured some into two cups. One of them he had a drop of Valium. He shrunk that cup and handed it to Carrie.
“How did you do that?” she asked. “Magic. Drink your coffee” he said. She hesitated. “Oh please. If I wanted to kill you, there are more efficient ways than poisoning a five-inch-tall woman” he scoffed. She reluctantly sipped her coffee. “You’re more skillful than the average veterinarian. What’s the deal?” Mike asked. “…I started off in med school. My dad started getting sick and asked me to take over the clinic. Transferred my credits to get a vet license and degree. He died a few months after I graduated” she replied softly. “Sorry to hear that” Mike said. Carrie’s head began to get fuzzy. She stretched out her legs. “What about your mom?” he asked pulling off her shoe. “Died when I was a kid. What…what are you doing?” she asked. “Helping you relax” Mike replied pulling off her other shoe. “I’m…fine” she said bleary. Mike grinned as he used his fingernails to pull her tiny socks off. “Surprised you don’t have a boyfriend” he said using his fingers to rub her sweaty little feet. “How…do you know that?” she asked. Mike kissed the soles of her feet before sucking them into his mouth. “Stop…it. Please stop” she begged. Mike let her feet fall from his mouth and began pulling her vet scrub pants and shirt off. Next came her panties. “You said you wouldn’t hurt me” she whined. “No, I said I wouldn’t eat you. Never said I wouldn’t have some fun. I like a girl that shaves down there” he said before leaning in to suck on her little pussy. “Don’t…don’t do…this…” she said just before passing out.
The Valium did its job as Mike molested her body with his tongue. Her sweet pussy juices trickling into his mouth as she came unconsciously. Her pitiful whimpering as he rolled her pea sized tits around with his tongue. With a day’s worth of sweat on her, she tasted sweet and salty. Mike had to cut his fun short as the clock ticked. He thoroughly washed her making sure no traces of his DNA lingered on her body. He dressed her minus her worn socks which he kept as a trophy and when done carried her with him to the car. Mike then drove back to the clinic. He pulled up just before 1:30am and entered the clinic. He kept the lights off in case someone drove by. Mike placed her in a chair sitting behind a reception desk and unshrank her. Now he draped her over the desk like she had fallen asleep on it. He moved a few papers around nearby and left a pen near her hand. “Good. Now when she wakes up she’ll think it she fell asleep at work, and it was just a crazy ass dream” he thought checking around just to make sure everything was in order. Just to be on the safe side, he wiped down every surface he touched with his bare hands leaving no fingerprints. Then he drove home slightly annoyed he kept that promise. Every part of him screamed he should’ve simply eaten her. But Mike was one to take pride in not breaking promises.
Mike got home just after 3am and checked on Kanya. She was already looking better as that pale death color had disappeared. Katie watched as Mike fell asleep at the table watching over her. In the morning, Mike checked on Kanya again. “Mi…Mike?” she asked as his putting woke her. “Morning” he said softly. “I dreamed some woman stabbed me with a syringe” she said. “Wasn’t a dream. Check your left side” he said. She did and her eyes went wide. “You were more hurt than I thought. You were dying. I brought someone here to help you” he said. She looked around. “She’s gone. I let her go” he said. “Why?! That’s a hell of a risk! Why do that?!” she yelled grimacing as she did. “Promises to keep. Don’t worry about it right now. Just rest” he said. “I’m hungry…and thirsty” she said. Mike nodded and fixed a very quick breakfast with juice. Katie, who heard him talking tip toed downstairs. What she and Kanya saw next shocked them. Mike sat on the table and shrunk himself down to a foot. “What’re you…”
"It’s easier this way. Sit up slightly so you don’t choke. He said slipping behind her. Mike began to feed her as she lay against his chest. Mike looked around a moment to observe a now much bigger world. “So, this is how the world looks to you two” he muttered. Kanya didn’t hear him as she was embarrassed and anxious to be doted on this way. That and being this close to him in such an intimate manner. Sure, she laid on his chest before but not like this. He handed her the glass of juice which she quickly drank. “Better?” he asked with his face very close to hers. “Your eyes. It’s not there” she whispered. “What was that?” he asked. “…nothing” she replied. Mike kissed her on the lips. “You had me worried for a while. Kanya…how exactly did you fall off the sink?” he asked. By this point, Katie had climbed onto the table and was behind Mike. He couldn’t see her, but Kanya could. Katie held her breath as he asked that question. “I just slipped. The porcelain was wet” she replied. “…you sure that’s what happened?” he asked. Kanya nodded. “I’ll take you to the bathroom so you can bathe and go potty” he said before growing himself back to normal. Mike saw Katie and paid her no mind as he very delicately picked Kanya up along with some gauze. Mike spent a half hour seeing to her needs in the bathroom before coming back down with her. By now she wore a simple nightie, and the leftover gauze now wrapped her broken leg. Mike administered her meds and placed her on a sofa cushion. She giggled slightly as he played an episode of Rick and Morty for her. “Thank you” she said softly. “Don’t worry about it. I want you to get better so I can go back to sucking that cute tiny pussy of yours” he said grinning. Kanya blushed and hid her face. Mike kissed her before going to the table where Katie hadn’t moved.
She said nothing as he fixed them both breakfast. Mike waited until she was busy eating to speak with her. “Kanya should make a full recovery” he said. “Great! I was worried there for a minute” Katie said feigning excitement. “Really?” he asked. “Well yeah” she said shrugging as she nibbled on some bacon. “I ask because Kanya is a bad liar and she said she simply slipped off the sink. She lied Katie. Why would she do that?” Mike asked. “I dunno” she replied. “Now that’s very interesting Katie. You didn’t say “she’s not lying”. You said you don’t know indicating you know she lied, you know full well what happened, and you don’t know why she lied about it” Mike said now holding the Coin. “We both know what happened. We both know why it happened. So now it’s time I deliver your punishment” he said looking at her. “Mike…Mike please” she begged. “Shhhh” he said as he willed her to shrink. Mike made sure it was slow enough she didn’t pass out. He wanted to see the fear in her eyes. She didn’t stop shrinking until she was two inches tall. “Oh god” she whimpered. “Your punishment, beyond being the size of a cockroach now, is to wait on Kanya hand and foot as she recovers. She wants a Pepsi you give to her. Cheetos you give it her. Foot rubs you give to her. Her ass scratched you give to her” he said coldly. “Mike I’m sorry!” she yelled. Mike wagged his finger back and forth. “I want to make something clear. If Kanya had come out and said it was you, I would’ve shrunk you to the size of an ant and made you eat only my fucking semen for food until she got better. If she had died…well let’s just say good thing she didn’t” he said with a chill. “Don’t you love me?!” she screamed. Mike picked her up between his fingers. Even she could see the burning dark energy in his eyes. “Don’t you fuckin’ dare try to play with my emotions” he growled. He walked over to the sofa and dropped her near the now Amazonian giantess Kanya. “Don’t say shit to me unless you need something for her” he spat. Mike sat down in a nearby loveseat, booted up his laptop, and began typing.
Hours passed and his anger had turned into moderate irritation. He would glance at Katie who’d immediately break eye contact. He began to feel remorseful for the things he said. “I’ll be back later” he suddenly said getting up, grabbing his keys, and then leaving. He found himself driving to New York once more. Again on the hunt, Mike pondered where he could go to find a victim nobody would notice or care to report missing. He stopped at a coffee shop and ordered coffee mulling how stupid it was to call a large coffee “vente”. “It means 20 not large you fuckin’ morons” he growled as he sipped. The shop was something looking like the 90’s forgot. Grunge meets hipster doofus. Only people inside were young adults trying to act like they were “hip”…or “deep”. The urges inside him looked onto one girl dressed in black. Black shirt, torn black jeans, black hair with a pink stripe near the center. Boots coming to the calves. A typical “Hot Topic” goth girl. She sat alone drumming her black fingernails to a broken drumbeat made by a bad poet onstage. Suddenly she got up and walked towards the bathrooms. Mike got up and followed. Just before she got to the door he used the Coin and shrunk her down to three and a half inches. He picked up her unconscious body and left.
Mike sat in the car as it began to rain holding her in his hand. Normally he would be giddy thinking of the cruel inhuman things he could…and would do to her but not now. Mike was like a heroin addict that hadn’t had a hit in weeks. He pulled her little boots off dropping them into the cup holder as his newest trophy and next came her tiny damp socks followed by her pants and shirt. After he typical black bra and panties, she was completely naked. He studied her for only a few moments. Skin damn near porcelain pale except for the rosiness of her hands and bare soles. Mike guessed her age to be no older than 22. Thin but not skinny. Mike licked her little pussy which did taste slightly tangy to him, but it was not enough. Licked her feet. Sucked her minuscule tits. Again and again not enough. “Eat her…EAT HER!” the voice in his mind screamed. “…as you wish” he whispered jamming her into his mouth. He could taste the sweetness of her flesh which was like the tiniest bit of a much wanted narcotic. A sampling that he needed more, uncut, pure unadulterated malice. Mike began to chew…
The young woman, who had been unconscious, awoke with a screech as his molars pulverized her right leg. The taste of her innocent blood made him swoon in his car seat. More…more…he needed more!
crunch CRUNCH crack squelch squelch
Mike chewed her into a bloody pulp. Mercifully, she expired on the third chew. He swallowed her pulverized, eviscerated remains and licked his mouth free of her meat. He felt something poking his gums and with his finger pulled out a shattered femur (leg bone) and flicked it out of the car like someone would toss out an annoying fish bone from a meal. Mike felt pure euphoria. Hell, he had came in his pants at one point. It didn’t take any time at all for that euphoria to turn into self-loathing. Eating someone alive was one thing, chewing them was another. The feeling of her skull exploding as he bit down. The taste of her blood. The screech that rattled his teeth. But what troubled him more than anything else was he gave in to the demon. The Asura. It was one step closer to conquering him and that meant doom to anyone he loved. Mike realized he might not be able to wait until Kanya got better. Mike Googled something on his phone, plugged in the address, and started the car. He drove to the address marked and parked. He got out and walked to the building. It was late so he didn’t know if anyone would answer the door. Surprisingly, someone did.
A monk, a Buddhist monk opened the door. And how may I help you this evening?" the young man asked. “How do you fight an Asura?” Mike asked.
