Chapter Two…First prey
Mike sat in the old love seat his grandfather had spent a lot of his time in. It had been two weeks since he made his shocking discovery and in that time he thought about the power he twirled and flipped with his fingers. The house itself felt more homelike now his things were moved in. He didn’t have to work with that inheritance he received. As for college, being a senior meant most of his assignments were online anyways. Nothing but idle time now. Of course they say idle hands are the devil’s playthings. He stopped twirling the coin for a moment and gazed upon it. Since it drew his blood, things began to creep into his mind. The coin somehow imparted an almost instinctive knowledge to him. It was magic, that much he knew, and the words inscribed on them from a long-forgotten dialect of Thai. Mike surmised that might be how his grandfather came to own it in the first place. His grandfather was stationed in Thailand during the Vietnam War. Nevertheless, it was his now as the blood drawn formed a “contract” of sorts making Mike the new owner. It had the power to shrink anyone he wished. He could even shrink objects within reason. He tested it out on his grandpa’s old 68’ Mustang Fastback and shrunk it down to the size of a model toy. Everything still worked on it after having done so. It made Mike begin to wonder that the cars his grandpa let him play with as a kid were actually real cars…from previous victims. Something he would look into later.
“Fuck it” he said with a grin deciding to use the coin. Now that he decided to use it, he began planning. He couldn’t just go off and shrink a girl. Not these days. Some thought had to go into it. Mike knew his grandfather was onto something using New York as a hunting ground. A girl going missing in a city that large wouldn’t cause a stir. However, he had to be more careful than his grandpa. These days cameras were everywhere…mostly. Cellphones, GPS, ATM cameras, even simple traffic cams and outdoor webcams could expose him. He wasn’t undaunted though. Build a better mousetrap you’ll just make a better mouse. Plenty of blind spots if one knew where to look. Deciding on a plan, a simple one, he got into his car. A 2008 grey Toyota Camry. One in millions on the road and easily blended in with traffic.
New York was a simple hour drive away from home and once he entered the city, he drove to a small club. Saturday evening meant a lot of people. A lot of people meant one going missing wasn’t a big deal and more to choose from. Mike sat down and ordered a club soda. Patiently he eyed the crowd, looked at the corners of the room for cameras, observed where the bathrooms were, and then finally the women. Two hours had passed before settling onto one girl. She sat on a stool 25 feet away all alone. Thin but not skinny, black dress, white with her black hair in a ponytail. Mike had observed that two girls had spoken to her earlier. Her friends possibly but Mike knew the real deal with them. Being an MP for the army meant observing things one usually wouldn’t notice. Mike suspected the other girls brought this girl he chose along for a not so friendly purpose. The other two were prettier and better dressed compared to this low rent goth girl he had his eyes on. “Probably dragged her along to make themselves look better in comparison” he thought. Her dress looked cheap, but her shoes weren’t. Black Prada platform heels that were too big for her feet. The girl looked bored sitting there mindlessly clapping the back of her shoe against her bare heel. Stirring her apparently nonalcoholic drink oblivious to the man watching her. One may wonder why Mike wouldn’t target one or both of the prettier girls. Ah, but those kind of girls attract more eyes. More people that would remember them. The poor little goth girl? Nobody would remember her.
And then she got up and went to the bathroom. Mike had been waiting for that. Following very close behind, they rounded the corner and perfect, nobody was there waiting their turn to go in. He had to act fast. He pulled out the coin, squinted like he was aiming a gun and squeezed it in his hand. “Four inches” he thought as the Magic kicked in. There was no burst of light, no thunderclap, magic words hanging in the air. None of that. One moment she was a normal 5’5" and the next…not. The only evidence of something strange occurring was a faint hiss like someone screwing open a soda bottle as the small vacuum of air rushed in to fill the void. And of course, a now unconscious four-inch girl on the floor. Mike quickly pocketed the girl and slowly walked out.
Mike had suspected that knocking them out was a side effect of the split-second shrinking. The physical shock overwhelming the victim. Apparently he was right as she was out like a light in his cup holder. He drove home not daring to speed and when he arrived home, carried his catch in. Mike took photos with an old DLSR camera not daring to use his own phone. Every millimeter of her clothed body he photographed. A before picture he mused. She had her own pretty charms as he was able to study her in better detail. Finger and toenails painted black. A necklace. Decent tits. Mike pondered why she didn’t try to attract her own men. No matter, she had in the worst way. She began to stir. She opened her eyes, sat up and looked at Mike. “What’s up?” he asked. She let out a scream. “Gotta get used to that” Mike said rubbing his ear. She stood up and took one frantic step before twisting her ankle and falling. “Yeah I doubt you can run in those shoes” he said. The girl yanked them off and stumble ran away from him on the table. Mike patiently sat watching as she stopped and looked down. “Yeah at your size it would be like a 50-foot fall” he said. “It’s a dream. It’s a dream” she muttered. “Nope” he said getting up and dragging the screaming girl back close to him. “That’s swelling pretty bad” Mike said getting up. He returned with scissors, gauze, and ice. She watched terrified as he tore and then cut a strip of gauze very finely and small. “Hold still” he said using his fingers to home her leg. She began to jerk frantically kicking his fingers with her other foot. He grabbed her head. “First thing you’re going to learn here is to obey me. Do you understand?” he asked slightly squeezing her head with his fingers. “YES! JUST PLEASE STOP!” she yelled. Mike let go. She braced herself as he rubbed the ice cube up and down and all around her ankle. After the cube was mostly melted by his fingers, he dried her skin and began to carefully bandage her ankle. “That should do it. Flex and wriggle your toes” he said placing her barefoot on the tip of his finger. She did and he chuckled. “You have pretty toes. Actually, most of you is pretty” he said. She glared at him.
“When I was watching you in the club, I didn’t see how pretty you actually were. Bonus for me” he chuckled. “My friends will report me missing and then they’ll come for you!” she spat. “Oh, that’s unlikely. It’s been only an hour and a half since the club, but I bet your so-called friends don’t even know you’re gone. I’ve met people like you before. Got some girlfriends that are prettier than you, but you feel good being friends with them. They let you borrow their clothes, hang out with them. But when you’re out you don’t feel like you’re in the group. I bet they asked you not to drink tonight right?” he asked. She looked down. “They just brought you along as the designated driver. Sounds like shitty friends to me. They only hang with you because they can use you”’ he said. “You don’t know me! Like I’d take personal advice form a kidnapper” she scoffed. “Shrinking kidnapper. Let’s get it right but you know deep down I’m right though. Anyways, we should clear the air. I’m Mike or as you will get used to calling me…master. And your name is?” he asked. “Kate” she replied. “I’ll call you Katie for now. One moment” he said fishing into his pocket and picking out her shrunken purse. He dumped everything on the table. Kate’s eyes locked onto her phone until he picked it up. “NO!” she yelled as he easily crushed it between his fingers. “Not to get your hopes up but a breadcrumb sized phone wouldn’t be able to make a call anyways. Pretty sure you’ll want these tampons though” he laughed. “We’ll be having dinner and fun later but first a bath is in order” he said grabbing her.
He took her upstairs to the bathroom and began running water in the sink. He tested the water with his finger. “Good, now get out of those clothes” he said. She looked up at him. “Katie you’re going to have to get used to being naked. Sex toys don’t wear clothes. That would just be silly” he said. Katie began to cry softly as she took off her clothes. “Like I thought. Nice tits” he muttered as they popped out of her bra. Then she lowered her panties. “And the carpet matches the drapes. Neatly trimmed too. You could’ve done so much better than those girls” he sighed. She blushed and immediately shook her head not wanting to feel anything for her captor. Gingerly, she stepped into the water and elevated her swollen ankle. Mike collected water and carefully dribbled it onto her body. “Now just relax and let your master take care of you” he said soaping up his hands.
Mike started with her legs using his fingers to rub the suds in. Then came her tummy and breasts which he rolled around between his fingers enjoying watching her stifle a moan. Then her delicate arms and lastly her hair as he pulled out her ponytail. Mike spent some extra time washing her long black hair. Katie had closed her eyes. If she didn’t know better, she’d swore she was at a spa. Mike began to massage her limbs one by one concentrating not to snap her matchstick like bones. Once he figured that was enough, he collected water to rinse her. He had her climb out and stand still as he used toilet tissue to dry her off. She winced as his fingertip slipped between her ass cheeks. Shivered as it passed over her pussy. She closed her eyes as he dried her face. Mike paused looking at it. “Freckles?” he asked. “They’re ugly I know” she said. “Not really. They go with those nice green eyes you have” he said. “What the hell is with you?! You shrink me, kidnap me, watch me bathe, while you slip in these compliments!” she yelled. “Not like I’m lying. Katie, you’re going to have a very hard time adjusting to your new role in life. I’m going to do a lot of naughty things to you but what I won’t do is lie to you” he said with a ominous tone. Mike picked her up off the sink and bright her back to the table downstairs.
The wood felt cold on her bare skin as she watched the giant cook a modest dinner. Her stomach growled smelling the food. She hasn’t eaten in hours and was famished. Mike sat the plate down and pulled off a string of chicken, and small bit of green bean, and a drop of mashed potatoes. He was even polite enough to fill a bottle cap with cold water. Mike was amused watching the naked girl climb onto his plate like offering herself up to be his dinner. The thought of swallowing her alive did intrigue him but she had potential enough to dissuade such thoughts…for now anyways. Katie devoured her food. “More” she said. “Ah ah ah. What do we say?” he asked. “Can I have more please…master?” she asked. Mike nodded and gave her more. Mike finished his dinner and so did she not long after. He brought her to the love seat and placed her on his thigh as he turned on the tv. He queued his favorite show on the smart tv. “Last time on Dragonball Z…”
“You like that?” she asked. “Of course. Only a weirdo wouldn’t like Dragonball Z. What shows do you like?” he asked. Quietly she rattled off some shows and Mike simply nodded. Truthfully he didn’t give a shit. It was just a way to get into her head. He laid back acting like he was listening. A few episodes in, he began to take advantage of her. Gentle kisses of her back and shoulders. “…master…” she said with a slight whine. He shushed her. His fingers playing with her tits one by one. “Please master” she said. His finger slipped down to her pussy. Mike began rubbing it. “Do you rub yourself? Of course you do. When nobody is around you get horny and rub yourself. It feels go doesn’t it?” he whispered to her. “No…” she whispered back. “Liar” he said showing her wetness on the tip of his finger. She watched him suck it off. “Tangy and sweet” he said picking her up and turning her upside down. “Wha…what’re you doing?!” she asked as he spread her legs with his fingers. “Eating your pussy silly” he said. Katie let out a squeal as his tongue parted her ass cheeks. “Stop…stop it please” she begged. Mike didn’t care about her begging and whining. He had waited all night to rape her cunt with his tongue. It was time to make her his. She sobbed as his tongue licked and teased her pussy for every drop of nectar it could give him. Her teeny, little tears falling on his pants leg went unnoticed.
“Goddamn you taste good Katie. Come here” he said flipping her back up and covering her face with his lips. She punched his nose as he roughly kissed her. She coughed as her mouth was flooded with his saliva. “We’re…which means I, will be having so much fun together. So much fun” he said before kissing her little feet. “And we should get to bed. It’s late. As much as I want you to stick that cute little tongue into my piss hole tonight, I’m exhausted” he said before taking her to his bedroom. She looked out of his window once there. “The neighbors” he said pointing to the lights in the far distance. He let her have a good long look form his palm. “I know what you’re thinking. Slipping out of the house someway after I fall asleep. Good luck with that. At your size, the neighbors are over 20 miles away. And this time of year, this area is rife with snakes, possums, and raccoons. You wouldn’t get 200 feet before some critter eats you” he said. Katie whimpered slightly. Mike took off his clothes and got into bed. He placed her nearby and even gave her a giant pillow. He tucked her in nice and neat. “Word of warning. I snore” he chuckled.
Katie, exhausted from the entire ordeal, actually fell asleep. She awoke to the feeling of being picked up. She opened her eyes and was met with the sight of Mike’s cockhead. Unceremoniously, he began jerking her up and down his cock faster and faster. “Easy Mike. Don’t want to fuck and kill her. But damn her tits feel good on my dick” he thought. “Oh god no…” she muttered feeling it twitch before spraying her with his seed. “Ahhh…great way to start the day” he said taking her to the bathroom. He took a piss as she cleaned herself in the sink. She looked at him. “Could be worse. Could’ve had you worship my cock after I pissed” he chuckled. Mike took a shower and helped her pee. Katie found it humiliating to have the giant hold her legs open over the giant bowl and tinkle. He carried downstairs and fixed breakfast. Katie wondered if this would be her life from now own. Servicing a giant’s whims. Her old worries felt so trivial compared to the new ones. “At…at least he’s feeding me actual food” she tried to calm herself with thinking optimistically. Little did she know, she would soon have company.