Chapter 25…Aftermath pt. 2
In Rio de Janeiro…
Carlos had been sleeping off a wild binge of wine and sex with his newlywed wife Rosa. His mind was hazy as he woke up. Last he remembered was finishing off a bottle of wine as he fucked her. “Rosa?” he asked looking around not seeing her. He moved on the bed and felt something under his ass. At first he thought she had gone to sunbathe at the hotel pool and what was under his ass was the wine cork. But when he got up he saw the horrifying truth. Rosa half crushed and suffocated. Apparently, just on the verge of passing out, Carlos was fucking her missionary as the Shrink Effect hit Rio. Rosa fell into the 10% of victims affected. She shrank just seconds after Carlos pulled out of her but due to their position, she shrank underneath his ass. Carlos sat up just long enough to kill her before flopping on the bed passing out. He slept through the night not knowing his wife’s corpse was underneath his ass.
In Osaka…
Ayumi thought hard about going into to work today. It wouldn’t be the first time she had but she did for different reasons today. She worked as an office lady in a small-time publishing company that only employed six people including the boss himself. They pay was average and the work itself was okay but there was her boss. Middle aged, overweight, and something that thought nothing of sexually harassing Ayumi. Staring at her tits, her ass, her legs, even her feet. Yesterday the Shrink Effect struck Osaka at 2:14 pm JST. At that moment, only she and her boss were in the office. The others were either on assignment or a late lunch. The red flash filled the sky and suddenly her boss was shrinking in his chair. Terrified he tried to run away for help only to get a few feet before shrinking to three inches. Ayumi was clearly shocked by the event but deep within her she felt like this was a gift from the Kami, the Shinto gods and goddesses she prayed for deliverance from him each Sunday. “Sumeragi-san please help me!” he begged the giantess. Ayumi said nothing as she slipped her right heel off her foot. “What…what’re you doing! STOP!” he yelled as she raised her stocking foot over him and slowly pressed down. He couldn’t breathe as the ball of her foot squeezed his chest. Not like there was air to breathe under her giant sweaty stocking big toe on his face. Ayumi enjoyed it and made sure to extend his suffering. Then the tiniest crack of bones she heard, and she pressed harder and harder until he popped. His blood soaking through her stocking she stood there for a moment to memorize the sensation. Then rationale came to her she murdered him and quickly cleaned up any evidence. It only took 5 minutes of paper towels, disinfectant and a small trash bag to cover it up. She disposed of it in a dumpster outside and made her way back to her apartment. Now she wondered if she should go back to work. The city was in chaos. Firefighters were still cleaning up the mess. The city got lucky as no trains had crashed. The people themselves, some went to work out of social obligation or pride. Others stayed at home to take care of shrunken spouses and children or simply were too scared to leave. If she stayed nine would think different. If she went some would respect that. If she did go the question of what happened to the boss would come up. Especially since her coworkers knew he was alone with her. Ayumi began crying not out of fear but practice. “I didn’t see him on the floor! I was scared and cleaned it up!” she could say. In the chaos she wouldn’t be alone saying that. Ayumi decided to go to work.
In Honolulu…
Jennifer sat on her bed in the darkness. The clock said 3:40 am on her nightstand but she could still hear the emergency sirens. They haven’t stopped for a second since it struck. Jennifer was far away from her family that lived in Seattle. She had married a serviceman and came with him when he was stationed in Hawaii. She loved kids even back when she was a preteen babysitting for them and dreamed of having her own one day. Alas, she couldn’t being infertile. Something she learned six years ago. Her husband cruelly filed for divorce because of it. Even though all this hurt, she decided to become an elementary school teacher for her love of kids. A love that would break her tender heart. She was busy getting the lesson plans ready for the next period as her grade had morning recess outside. She didn’t know of what was coming. It had already struck Osaka and at its speed would arrive at her school in just over a minute and a half. The sky grew red and then a flash at 9:16 am HAST. At first, Jennifer didn’t know what it was then she feared a nuclear attack as only a few years ago she and many Hawaiians were subjected to a North Korea missile attack false alarm. She ran outside and saw no mushroom cloud. What she did see was kids staring at the ground. All of them. “Come back inside! Come…” she yelled just as kids broke into a panic seeing classmates shrunk before their eyes. Not all of them panicked as some reached down to pick them up. Her rational mind kicked in seeing one unfortunate boy squashed by a classmate running to the door.
“STOP RUNNING!” she screeched. It was enough for everyone to stop. She asked the kids to help carefully pick the shrunk classmates up. Miraculously they did to great effect. Just as she thought the worst was over she saw one tiny figure on the ground near the dodgeball square. She squinted to see a young boy sitting and crying. She recognized him from her own class. “CHASE?! Okay don’t move sweetie!” Jennifer yelled as she came to him. The boy stood up seeing the giantess teacher waving his hand. Suddenly, a hawk flew down and snatched him away. “NOOOO!” she screamed running to where he was but the bird with its catch was long gone. On the ground was a tiny black flip flop belonging to the boy. Jennifer silently returned to the school.
The next few hours were a blur to her. Teachers rounding up shrunken students and placing them all in one classroom. Parents coming to pick up their kids. 9 parents being told their kids didn’t make it. Someone tried to comfort Jennifer. She didn’t know who. They drove her home. 413 kids went to her school. 42 were shrunk. 9 didn’t survive the experience. And in her hand still was the tiny flip flop the size of her fingernail. She knew the boy well being his teacher. Great at math. Bad at English. Good at P.E. She remembered getting a hug from him once. He wasn’t just her student. He was her kid. It was enough to break her.
In Los Angeles…
Miley Cyrus was sitting on her hotel bed waiting for room service. The once upon a time Hanna Montana star was getting impatient. Then a knock on the door. “About fucking time” she hissed opening the door as the room service porter had her lunch. She stood aside as he wheeled in the rolling tray. The door closed behind him. He lifted the tray showing her the salad, cheesecake, and plant smoothie. She took a sip and spat it out. “I said kale not spinach!” she yelled tossing it all over him. Just a second after she did the sky went red and then a flash. Los Angeles was struck by the Shrink Effect at 12:17 pm PST. 62 seconds after Honolulu was hit. Both were blinded by the light and as their vision returned. He could see the pop star was now shrunk on the floor. He grinned at her. “What…what’re you doing?” she asked as he reached down and picked her up. Part of him said to smuggle her out. A shrunken pop star is someone’s dream out there. But he grew worried that someone would find her on him somehow. So, he chose another option. He tore off her bathrobe and panties. He opened his mouth and licked her. “Oh god someone help! This fucking freak wants to eat me!” she screamed. Nobody could hear her over the panic brewing in the hotel. He pushed her into his mouth headfirst and slurped her in. Her kicking legs soon pulled in leaving just her tiny feet visible between his lips. Then those were gone too. He had a person, a celebrity, Disney royalty, in his mouth and she tasted delicious. “I’m tasting Miley Cyrus’ pussy!” he thought. There were footsteps outside the door. Panicking, he swallowed sending the screaming pop star down his throat. Cautiously he stepped out of the room. Apparently the footsteps he heard was a bellhop trying to calm the guests. Guests with shrunken family members in their hands. The man smiled and went about his business feeling her struggling in his stomach.
In Duckwater Nevada
Of all the places to be struck by the spell, Duckwater may have endured the cruelest irony. Sitting 115.7147 degrees W longitude, it was the endpoint of the spell. As the spell was sent as a pulse around the globe, the convergence point on the direct opposite side of the globe came together along this longitude exactly. Now almost nobody worldwide lived on this line…except for the people of Duckwater Nevada. A Native American reservation of 251 residents. Out of those 251, 50 were shrunk. Why was the percentage higher here? Because being the convergence point the spell hit them TWICE. And it gets worse. Out of those 50, 5 people were shrunk not once but twice. Those unlucky bastards ended up not three inches tall but three millimeters tall. They would not live to see the tomorrow. At 12:17 pm PST, 12 seconds after Los Angeles was hit, five people of Duckwater saw themselves lower on the food chain than bugs. One was outside and was eaten within minutes by a common sparrow. Another mauled to death by an ant. A third crushed underfoot never noticed by his own nephew. The fourth drowning in her own bottled water she had been drinking and dropped when it happened. And the fifth, eaten by a spider in her own home.
All the death, destruction, and chaos being fed directly to Kasem on the other side of the world.
At the White House Situation Room…
“Gentleman, we got the Pentagon, NORAD, the NSA, CDC, the Secretary of State and Secretary of Treasury on this conference chat" the President said. “First question. What the fuck did this?!” he yelled. “It wasn’t biological. We confirmed that. No trace of foreign bacteria or virus in the victims” the CDC said. “Speaking of victims, anything connecting them? Anything at all?” the President said. “Nothing. As far as we can tell it was totally random. No country, political, religious, race, sex , age or gender put them together. Not even finances” the NSA replied. “Jesus Christ the economy” the President muttered. “Good news this happened just after the exchange closed for the day. It’s closed today but that just buying us time. 10% of the population was shrunk. We need to consider them casualties. The economic problems due to covid will look like a bad day on the stock market compared to what’s coming. It’s only a matter of weeks before the global market goes down in flames. Layoffs, inflation, gas prices, people will riot in every country on the planet. This could even start wars” the Secretary of Treasury said. “Speaking of war. Col. North?” the President asked.
“As you probably know as well as my esteemed colleague General Walters, our armed forces weren’t spared this Shrink Effect as its being called. Our fighting forces dropped 10%. But that goes the same most likely from not just our allies in NATO but our enemies too. China and Russia were both hit hard. Maybe even harder” the Colonel from NORAD said. “I agree the Col. North. We’ve been shortchanged good but since we’ve been moving our operations to unmanned systems, the damage was minimized. We need to concern ourselves with our nuclear readiness in case China or Russia decides to take advantage” the General replied. “I’ve already switched out personnel from affected silos” North said. “Now back to the matter of what this is. Was it natural like some cosmic event?” the President replied. “Deep space telemetry didn’t pick anything up, but we do have a lead. Seconds before this happened, our spy satellites did detect a red energy burst inside China. This burst spread across the planet. We strongly believe this was what shrunk people around the world” North said. “Strongly my ass. That fucking did it. Now what was it?” the Secretary of State asked. “We ran it past some DARPA eggheads and the best guess right now is its a new Chinese weapon that blew up in their faces” General Walters said. “A new weapon that can shrink people. Seriously?” the President said. “We don’t know if that was its purpose. We’re getting conflicting evidence. It radiated out across the upper atmosphere like an EMP, but it traveled around 41 miles per second. Nowhere near as fast as an EMP. Possibly a radiation focused weapon like a neutron bomb using an EMP pulse wave as a booster” General Walters said. The President sighed.
“There’s also the issue of people killing shrinking victims. 911 is flooded with calls and the police are short staffed being affected too. I recommended mobilizing the National Guard and declaring martial law” the Secretary of State said. The President nodded. “Col. North. I want every surveillance asset we have watching China and Russia. If Xi or Putin so much as scratches their asses the wrong way I want to know about it. Upgrade our readiness to DEFCON 3. Now if you’ll excuse me I have a conference call with NATO. We’ll meet again this time tomorrow unless something else happens” the President said ending the call. The President took a few steps back and sat on his now giant ballpoint pen wondering what’ll happen next. In other countries around the world, similar meetings were taking place.
Meanwhile…
Kasem aggressively kissed Juna as he sat on the throne. Juna sat in his lap turned towards him. She wriggled her toes letting her sandals fall to the floor. She took off the top of her red robe giving him access to her tits. Juna playfully bit his ear as he squeezed her right breast. Suddenly he sighed. “It’ll have to wait. We’re about to have company” he said. Seconds later, seven teleportation magic circles appeared. Kasem had Juna get off his lap as seven Asura appeared before him. “It’s rude not to knock before entering” Kasem said looking at them. “You invade the Ebon Palace, killed its guards, killed its protector, abused its power, and now sully the throne room with a free mortal. Does your audacity have no bounds?” one asked. “What you call audacity I call a full day’s work. Am I not allowed to fuck my mate in my free time?” Kasem asked. “Cut the shit Kasem! You used the Ebon Palace to cast a treaty breaking spell! The whole planet is in an uproar!” one shouted. “And it’s glorious. Already the Apex Lattice is absorbing chaos energy at a rate it hasn’t seen since its creation. Soon I can impose a new world order that does not include Yaksha” Kasem said. “Your new world order threatens the world Kasem. Threatens not just this council but our entire species” another said. “Aww, you’re worried about your roles in the new order. All you have do is obey. I reward loyalty and I punish fools and traitors. Which one shall you be?” Kasem asked. “Enough of this. Restrain him” the Asura said. Ethereal chains formed in midair and shot forth wrapping around Kasem’s arms and legs. Kasem simply stood there. They motioned for the chains to drag him to the floor and yet Kasem didn’t budge. Lighting coursed through the chains as they increased their might. Kasem simply chuckled flexing his power. Red energy surrounded his body and the chains snapped. Each member of the council was taken aback.
“Nice binding spells you used there. Sage level which means you borrowed them. Pity, yesterday they may have worked against me, but now with the power of the Ebon Palace coursing through me its wasted effort. You fools don’t even see what the point of you being sent here was” Kasem said walking towards them. “What are you prattling about Kasem?” one asked. “Ask yourself a question. Why didn’t the sages themselves come to face me? Why not the Empress herself? Why send master level Asura to fight a Sage, especially one in command of this place?” he asked. They looked at one another. “It’s because they want to test my power and resolve. Acceptable losses as humans put it. You either get slaughtered, escape, or in the very off chance succeed. Either way they lose nothing substantial” he said. “And you’re better? The first floor still reeks of burnt flesh!” one yelled. “I gave them a death befitting a soldier. Fast and efficient. The only disgrace was their piss poor magics. Before I was sealed away, even an intermediate could strike terror in a lord or royal vassal. Now I doubt they could defeat someone like my wife here. No offense Juna” he said. “None taken” Juna said grinning. “Look around you. The place is drawing more power than ever before and not just from China but the world!” Kasem yelled. “At the world’s expense! Humans have progressed to the point where they can burn the world and that’s where they’re heading as we speak!” one of the council shouted. “Let them” Kasem said coldly.
“You’re insane” one whispered. “Oh, I’m quite sane I assure you. Let them burn the world as I use this power to crush the Yaksha. From the ashes we can rule over humanity uncontested without the Yaksha breathing down our necks” Kasem said. “Curious. For one that was one of them to hate them so much” one said. “True, I was one of them at one time. Even then I had doubts about their choice of dealing with the humans. Trying to enforce order on such a species makes as much sense as trying to make a rain cloud drop its rain single file. Humans will always have chaos in their hearts. And yet they choose them over my wife. I used human criminals for my experiments. The lowest of the low and they still chose their lives over my wife’s. A woman who never hurt a fly. I don’t just hate the Yaksha. I hate the hypocrisy they stand for” Kasem hissed as his body glowed with chaos energy. “If we refuse to side with you, will you kill us?” one asked. “No. As long as you don’t interfere, I will take no action upon you. But let it be known that if you do not side with me, you will have no place at my table come the new order” Kasem replied. The council looked at one another. Three teleported away leaving four behind. They approached Kasem. They bowed to one knee. Juna touched the shoulder of one of them. “Rise from the floor. My husband wants kinsmen not servants” she said. “She speaks true. A servant is no more a tool for its master and my people shall not be tools any longer” Kasem said. They bowed in acknowledgement. “Now if you will excuse us, I was just about to fuck and cum inside my wife before you arrived. Please excuse yourselves. I have heirs to make” Kasem said to them.
12 hours later on the other side of the world…
“So, this is where you are” Kanya said sitting next to him outside. “I wanted to look at the stars. With no city lights you can really see them. That’s Mars. Over there the constellation Orion” he said pointing them out. “They are pretty. What’s on your mind you can’t sleep?” she asked. “I had a hand in bringing an end to the world” he replied. “I wouldn’t say end” she said. “Kanya, I was a soldier. I’ve seen what happens to people when their society is uprooted. Violence, terror, atrocities, refugees, death, and exploitation. These things are like a rock on top of a steep hill. You just need a push, a tipping point to get it rolling. Countries with nuclear weapons just had a tenth of their population shrunk and are demanding someone held to blame. Let’s stop pretending we don’t know where this will lead” he said softly. Kanya snuggled close to him. This morning you were the happiest I’ve ever seen you" she said changing the subject. “Good pussy will do that to a man” he snickered. “Mike, we both know why you were happy. Someone cared for you again” she said. “Someone I haven’t hurt. Haven’t destroyed their lives” he said. Kanya suddenly kissed him.
“Your kindness means a lot to me as does your happiness. You are happy right?” he asked. “Yeah I’m happy. Ora treats me nice” she replied. Mike brushed some of her hair out of her face. “Sorry. I…” he muttered. “I don’t mind you being intimate with me. My heart has a lot of room” she said smiling. His hand carried her cheek and Kanya began shrinking. Her heart fluttered as he held her in his hand when she stopped. “This is how I should’ve been to you. If I had done right the first time” he said pulling her jacket off. Mike continued with her tiny shoes and jeans. Off came her shirt and her tiny socks leaving her in just her panties. “You’re not cold are you?” he asked. "Your hands are keeping me warm. Mike slipped her panties off and sniffed deeply of her cunt. He looked into her little eyes, and she nodded. Kanya moaned as he began licking and sucking her tiny pussy. “God your little pussy tastes good. Oh god Kanya…” he moaned as he kissed her legs. “I don’t want to be angry anymore” he whispered as he kissed her small feet. Kanya kissed the tip of his nose as he tongued her pea sized tits. Mike quietly nuzzled her naked body to him as his finger kept rubbing between her ass and pussy. Kanya whimpered as she came. “Can I tell you a secret?” he asked. “Of course you can” she replied relaxing in his hands. “Since yesterday, I’ve grown stronger. I can feel his anger and rage through what’s left of the Coin in my chest. It’s scares me Kanya. It scares me a lot” he whispered. “You can feel him?” she asked. Mike closed his eyes and when he opened them they faintly glowed. “I’ve been fighting it but it’s getting worse. If the worst happens I need you to promise me something” he said. “Anything Mike” she said. Mike whispered into her ear. “Please no” she begged. “Out of all of them you’re the only one I really trust” he said. Kanya shed a tear and nodded. “I’m still mean aren’t I?” he muttered. Kanya looked up to see him staring up at the sky. “It really is a pretty sky” he whispered. Not too long later, they went back inside. “What’s going on?” Mike asked as everyone was staring at the tv. Mike looked at the tv.
“Hostilities have officially broken out between North and South Korea! Yesterday evening, North Korean refugees using the Shrink Effect as cover made their way through the DMZ and crossed the 38th Parallel into South Korea! Tens of thousands with many holding shrunken family members crossed before North Korean armed forces invaded the DMZ to stop them! In response, South Korean and the US Army sent in troops to safely escort refugees in! At 3:03 pm local time, both forces engaged in combat forcing North Korea to fall back to their side of the DMZ! In retaliation, North Korea began shelling Seoul! I repeat North Korea has opened fire with artillery on Seoul! Apologies for yelling but the explosions are very intense here! I…what’s…what’s going on?” the news reporter asked as alarms changed and the soldiers on the street began running. “Missile launch inside North Korea! Take shelter! TAKE SHELTER!” one soldier yelled. “You heard him! North Korea has launched a missile towards Seoul! I will try to stay in the air as long as…”
BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE…
NO SIGNAL
The Sages, Sora, and Ora suddenly cringed. “What’s wrong?!” Kanya asked Ora. “A great many cried out and were just…silenced. Nature, the balance has shifted again towards chaos” Ora muttered.
“We have lost contact with Norman Hanover our chief correspondent in Seoul South Korea. We don’t know if it was due to s signal failure or something worse. We’ll try to reconnect” the newscaster said in their studio.
10 minutes later…
“Are…are we live? Okay, we have been able to confirm from sources in the Pentagon that North Korea has struck Seoul with a 150 kiloton nuclear weapon. Calculations show that at least 275,000 people have died in the blast. We believe that our correspondent Norman Hanover was caught in the blast which is why we suddenly lost the feed. Our condolences go out to his wife and two children, and the many thousands lost today” the newscaster said quietly. “Kanya. Remember what I said earlier about where this was going?” Mike asked. “A tipping point?” she asked. “Tipping point” he replied.
“EAM action message from the President!” communications officer said. The XO read the message. “Captain, we have a launch order” the submarine XO said. The captain had to be carried by his XO to the comm screen. Like millions of others, he was affected by the shrinking spell. The XO retrieved his card and cracked open the sealed plastic case. The weapons officer cracked open the case for the captain. “Alpha, Indigo, Foxtrot, 3,0,9, Zulu, Tango, Alpha, Wilco, Tango, Foxtrot, 1. Confirm” the XO asked. “Alpha, Indigo, Foxtrot, 3,0,9, Zulu, Tango, Alpha, Wilco, Tango, Foxtrot, 1. Confirmed. Target is Pyongyang. Prep missile launch. Bring in the antenna and raise to launch depth” the captain ordered. The submarine began to rise and stopped just 30 ft. below the ocean surface. “Launch bay door opened. Trident is hot. I repeat Trident is hot!” the weapons officer said. The XO looked at the three-inch-tall captain as he held his key. The captain nodded to him and the weapons officers holding his. In unison, they turned their keys. “Trident launch!” the weapons officer yelled. The deadly nuclear missile roared from the ocean into the sky and slowly arced north. “Trident has positive tracking! Accelerating…trajectory is go. Closure to target is 6 minutes 52 seconds.”
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“MIRV separation confirmed. Airbursts in 5…4…3…2…1…detonation” the weapons officer confirmed. There was clapping in the submarine bridge. “There will none of that! We just sent 740,000 people to meet their maker. That’s not something to be clapping about regardless who it is. Understood?” the shrunken captain asked. There was a collective of quiet nods as the reality of detonating a 455 kiloton bomb in Pyongyang sunk in.
Kasem gasped as another massive pulse of chaotic energy filled his body. “Come Juna. You should share in this glory” he said. “But the energy…” she said scared looking at it around his body. “Will not harm you unless I will it” he said. She stepped forward and tentatively touched him. Surprised she wasn’t instantly incinerated; he held his hand. Kasem slowly and gently guided some of the energy into her body. Just a drop, just a taste into her mortal human form. “I’ve never felt such power! More…MORE!” she screamed as it felt every cell in her body drinking it in. “Not too much dear or it might cause…problems. It can be overwhelming” he said grinning as he saw her pussy dripping wet. Her juices running down her legs.
“Soon. Soon the world will cull itself and the Yaksha will be but a memory” he said. “The yaksha will come?” Juna asked still collecting herself. “They have no choice now. As much as they preach about freedom and order, they are just as much slaves to their own rigid beliefs as a petty little human. Let them come. They will burn like the moth to the flame” he said coldly.