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"Alright everyone. It's Tuesday so you know what that means" Lawan said to her class. They sighed as they formed a line. "I want better illusions this time. Be creative. Use the elements themselves to aid you. The last few me standing gets a special dinner of tiger prawn" she told them. "Since you're the star pupil, I expect you to win...but don't think because we're together I'll go easy on you" she whispered to Keith. Lawan left the room for a moment. "You got 5 minutes to cast a tiny self-illusion and hide yourselves before I enter. Begin!" she yelled.

 

Illusion spells were a required course for Yaksha. The most basic was taught in normal classes in school but the more advanced ones were taught for the guard. An expert could make an illusion with substance. You could touch it. Hear it. Possibly even smell it if the caster was that good. It served the obvious use of being a decoy for the caster in case they were in danger. Lawan tapped her foot counting the time. It was a game of cat and mouse right now. Lawan would hunt them and the class would use illusions to shake her. They knew the deck was stacked as Lawan herself was top tier when it came to using them but even the best predator could be fooled. The record was three minutes 4 seconds. If the real student was found it was game over. Keith not being able to cast spells directly was at a huge disadvantage at first but his training to quickly use arcane symbols and circled was paying off. Today he was going to get that fucking shrimp.

 

Each student hid somewhere in the cluttered storage room. Natural cover made it more realistic. Keith hid cautiously in a box of Lawan's children's clothes. As per the rules, not only would their illusion self be tiny so would the caster. At their size they were no bigger than ants in reality. Even so, nothing really put them in danger. Since the snake event, no other incursions had occurred in the city. In the beginning, there were 15 of them. 5 washed out due to lack of skill, changing of mind, or just not liking Lawan's teaching style. That suited her. The Yaksha guard couldn't be weak in the face of the changing future. The salad days of comfort and security was coming to a close. What lie ahead was only speculated in whispers. Would they be prey for humans, lambs for the slaughter for the Mogwai, or be recognized as national treasures like the koonago? Not one was a sure bet and a strong defense was necessary in any event.

 

Lawan was tough because she needed to be. She wanted them to survive. Her first class in a long time and she cared for them. She was loathe to have to go to their funerals. So looking from the outside, Lawan appeared to be ruthless, lewd, and mean. But like her grandfather would say...a house is only as good as the foundation it's built upon. "Times up!" Lawan said reentering the room. Her students were nowhere to be found. "Well at least I didn't see one off the bat this time" Lawan said. Keith concentrated on making his illusion. Oberon gave him pointers on it as illusion magic is old hat for a fae. Making one solid wasn't easy. Using dirt or dust as a foundation was preferred but using wind to hold it all together took lots of skill and concentration. Keith went the extra mile. It stung like hell, but he shaved off an extremely thin layer of dead skin cells. His entire skin felt like razor burn. It did give his illusion solid mass and even a faint scent. Wind and light magic gave it form. Next came the power to move it. To make it react to thought. This was the biggest weakness of the spell.

 

The more real the illusion, the more concentration went into it. Effectively, the caster couldn't move from their spot. His hiding place hid the flash of light as the arcane went into effect. Keith grinned as his copy ventured out to lead Lawan away from his spot. Lawan herself had begun her hunt. She had forgone her loincloth as it would hinder her. The naked giantess crawled on all fours moving boxes and knick knacks. Her eye caught movement. She sucked her teeth loudly at the illusion. She listened and heard movement from a tea cup. She raised it. "Next time make an illusion that isn't see through. That shit wouldn't fool anyone" she said snatching up her student and placing him in a small pouch on the floor. She went on the prowl again.

 

Lawan was methodical. Starting on the edge of the room and moving clockwise. A tiny figure peeked from in front of a picture frame. She quickly went to grab it and stopped. The reflection was off about it. In reality it was a sewing pin cushion with needles in it.  "Nice try. Casting an illusion over a harmful object is ingenious...but..." she said looking to her left. "...if you're going to do that then make sure no reflections give it away...like your real location" she said grabbing her student from near a hand mirror belonging to her mother. The tiny female student joined her classmate in the pouch. Lawan kept going and upped the ante. If she saw an illusion, she killed it. "Chai I really hope that wasn't you. Rochana would be heartbroken if it was.  I felt it go pop under my toes. Oh shit...that's blood" Lawan said. A tiny girl ran from her hiding place directly to Lawan screaming his name. "Gotcha" Lawan said grabbing her. She was looking down at her giant feet. No body...no blood. "In the real world, your enemy will use what you love to catch, harm, or kill you. What you have to learn is getting out alive. Even if it means losing someone dear to you. Recklessly attacking won't do you favors" Lawan preached. "Could you do that it if it was your beloved Keith?!" she yelled. Lawan frowned. She gave added pressure to the girl in her fist till she cried out. "Let me spell it out for you. Would you be happy if the roles were reversed and Chai was about to die because something hapless to you? Would it please you to know he died a senseless death to avenge you?" Lawan asked releasing her grip slightly. The girl was silent. "Thought not. You will scrub my feet tonight for your outburst" Lawan said placing her in the pouch. The boy said nothing when he was caught seconds later.

 

As she narrowed down the class, she was surprised to find she had not caught Keith. Last time he was the fifth to be caught. It came down to him and one other boy. Arat was his name. 15 years old like the others and arrogant. Father on the council and good looking, many girls fawned over him. However, that changed somewhat when Keith came along. It irritated him to no end when stamina training came on Wednesdays and the girls would argue on who would fuck Keith. Keith was something different. Not Asian like the others and therefore a rarity. To taste, lick, suck, and fuck because he was different. Well...that's how Arat saw it. It never crossed his narcissistic mind that the primary reason girls wanted to fuck Keith was because he was kind. When Lawan signaled for the class to begin, Keith didn't just shove his dick into a girl. He eased it in. Held her hand. Asked if it hurt. And when he came he looked into their eyes. Held them as they came down. Lawan would grumble but Arat...he would grind his teeth.

 

In the first class, Arat chuckled at the foreigner who had to draw circles to cast magic. Like a child holding a stick playing at sword fighting. The girls took notice of him as they were nude. Keith’s penis was bigger than the other males. When the class was over, Arat introduced himself. Being the asshole he was, Arat did something most men have done at least once shaking the hand of someone they found a rival. Squeezed the fuck out of it. Arat had cast a very basic strength fortification spell on himself and chose to squeeze his hand until he cried out. If Lawan said anything, he'd feign the spell from the class was still in effect and forgot to turn it off. Unfortunately for Arat, he learned something about borrowers. Keith felt the pressure of his handshake. Not a coincidence. Keith returned the favor using his natural strength four times that of a human or Yaksha. Arat felt pain. "Nice to meet you. Hope we can be friends here" Keith said squeezing harder until he saw a tear come from Arat's eye. Keith let go. From that day on, Arat swore he would outperform anyone in class and show them who was top dog.

 

"Arat I though you would do better" Lawan said slapping her hand down on his moving figure. A puff of dust came up. Hearing his name, Keith's plans changed. No way in hell would he allow that guy have dinner with his fiancée. His copy began searching for him. The magic allowed him to see through its eyes. Feel what he could feel. By this point, Lawan had searched most of the room so hiding places were becoming scarce. "Okay...I spoke too soon" Lawan said as she stepped on another to Arat's copies. Lawan couldn't pin down his location. Not without cheating anyway. She could only hunt using the natural abilities she had. No enhancements. Keith saw the giantess irritated as she destroyed the fourth copy. Arat was fucking with her. He let out a chuckle and that was his downfall. Not because Lawan heard it. Too low and quiet. Not for Keith. A very thin layer of dust was on the edge of the floor where it met the wall and a set of footprints led to calligraphy set box. Keith leaned on it and sure enough heard Arat snickering. "Wear yourself out" he sneered. It made sense. Every copy he sent out was in a random direction but not one was close to him. Keith made a gamble.

 

He walked right up to Lawan and as she turned sprinted away. "Too bad Keith!" she yelled grabbing him. She sniffed him just to be sure. "You lasted really long this time. Guess Arat is the winner" she said. Hearing that, Arat came out of hiding. "Guess you owe me a prawn dinner" the tiny teen mocked. "...so it seems" Lawan sighed. "I wouldn't say that" Keith said dissolving his illusion. Both were shocked to see his copy fall into skin dust. "But...but I could smell you!" Lawan said. Keith smiled from his hiding place. "So..." Lawan said grabbing Arat. "Well Keith. You're the last. You won" Lawan said. Keith came out of hiding. "This is bullshit! I'd never come out of hiding if you didn't say you caught him!" Arat yelled. "The purpose of this exercise is to fool you enemy. He did that" Lawan shrugged. "He used his copy to lure me out! You can't use an illusion to fool your teammate! It's against the rules!" Arat screamed between her fingers. "No such rule. You made that up. Here's a newsflash. Sometimes sacrifices have to be made for the greater good. Being in the guard means you might have to give up your life to save others. If you're too selfish to understand...then quit wasting my time and leave" Lawan said raising him to her eye level. Arat was barely able to hold his tongue. She placed him on the floor and emptied the pouch with the others inside it. Break for lunch and the. Meet me in the training hall" she said. Arat pushed past the others.

 

"That was amazing Keith!" one student said. Another wanted to know how he managed to fake his scent. All attention was on him. "Later guys. Right now, I want to eat with the teach" Keith said to them. Lawan and Keith sat naked and alone in her room. With the other students, it was harder to get privacy. "You sure you got enough. I can get more for you" Keith said getting back up. Lawan pulled him back down. "I got enough" she said. "You look tired. Why don't you cut it short today and rest" he said. "Keith...I'm fine" she said annoyed. "But your condition" he said. "I'm pregnant not diseased" she replied. "Don't get snippy. I'm just concerned" he told her as he scooted behind her. His hands rubbed her shoulders. "I know and it's sweet. If something comes up, I'll let you know" she replied. His hand felt her belly. Wasn't very noticeable but there was a baby bump in the works. "You're coming along nicely. In just a month you're already at the stage it would take years for a Yaksha" she said. "Good teacher" he chuckled.

 

"Oh, I can't take all the credit. Those fabulous gifts you borrowers have deserves the credit. Photographic memory and reflexes" she said to him. "Still lacking the stamina" he said rubbing her chest. "That takes experience. Speaking of...I've noticed the girls still look to you for that aspect of training. Not so much the others" she said. "I'm new meat to them" he said. Lawan finished her food. "No, you're different. It's not a training exercise when you fuck. They like the way to pay attention to them" she said. "Jealous?" he asked. Lawan turned to him. "We Yaksha learn about the opposite sex during our teenage years. We learn various techniques and tastes when it comes to sex. It can be easy to lose oneself when it comes to good sex. I worry your attitude may harm them in the long run" she said. "You think I'll break their hearts because I'm a nice guy" he said. Lawan nodded. "I am who I am Lawan. It's not my nature to be an asshole to girls" he said. "I know. It wasn't your cock or delicious semen that enthralled me Keith. It was your heart. If I see that. They will too" she said.

 

Lawan sounded slightly upset on the last part. "Wait here" he said getting up. Keith was gone for a few moments and returned. "Now is as good as any to give you this" he said taking her hand. With his other hand, Keith slipped a ring on her finger. "Keith...is this an engagement ring?" she asked breathless. "Yes. Now you have physical proof you're the only one for me" he said. "It's so beautiful. The stone...how does it glow?" she said shaking. "It's a soul gem. Oberon taught me how to make one. The stone itself is my crystallized blood. The glow comes from a sliver of my soul" he replied. Her teeth gently chattered as tears fell from eyes. Lawan had never heard of anyone giving a gift so personal. "Sweetie it's okay" he said holding her arms. Lawan gently pushed him on his back and guided his cock into her. She laid on his chest and gently humped herself on it. Keith held her as she whimpered not from his dick in her but the tenderness of his action.

 

He played with her hair and she rested her head on his chest. His heartbeat in her ears. "I’m cumming honey" he said to her after 10 minutes. She gently nodded. Keith came in her and held her to him tighter. He only let go when she needed to clean herself up. She sat on the floor admiring her ring as Keith drank some cold tea. "You've been quiet for a half hour" he said. Lawan arched her back and turned to look at him. With a simple gesture, she shrank him. Keith was stunned as a more animalistic side of her stood out. His heart raced as he could smell her pheromones. The drool dripping out the side of her mouth. "...mine" she growled lowly. She dove and snatched him up. Her hands gripped him tightly. Her eyes were wild and yet timid at the same time. Her breathing amped up. She smelled him. Her nose close to his feet, his crotch, and his face. Her hands opened and before Keith could say a word, her tongue licked him roughly. Lawan groaned as if she tasted fine meat.

 

His giantess fiancée sucked on her shrunken mate's feet and legs. Her nipples were engorged and she was so enraptured by him, her lips were bright crimson. Keith didn't know too much about Yaksha physiology but this did mirror a borrower's libido and overdrive. His got worried as she opened her mouth. Her teeth wet and gleaming. And as it looked like she would devour him in a state of lust, she paused and kissed him. She gave him a look that he knew as he had it himself before. "No this isn't a dream" he said. Lawan sighed as tears fell from her eyes. With no words she pushed him into her wet sex.

 

She mumbled her moaning. Keith pushed on her inner walls with his feet and hands to stimulate her. His own semen still inside her but he didn't care. The poor girl needed an orgasm and the last one wasn't enough it seemed. Lawan made an odd growl as she came letting her lover slip out of her. By this time Keith had learned how to shrink and unshrink himself with arcane and used that to grow back. He held her from behind. His body slick with her cummy juices. "You okay now?" he asked. "That was very embarrassing" she muttered. "To see you sex crazed?" he asked. She nodded but didn't look at him. "Been there. That urge to taste your lover. To drink in their very essence. To use your power to literally hold their life in your hands...because it tells you this is all real" he said. She turned to him. "Yeah I get it Lawan. The other day you bent over to pick up a towel and I wanted to fuck you right there. Two weeks ago, when I held you shrunken in my hands...remember how I trembled?" he asked. Lawan nodded. "Because I wanted to ravish you so badly it scared me. Your tiny little body reeking of pheromones and begging to be sucked on like sweet candy. And I worried I would frighten you with all of this..." he said.

 

She touched his hand. "I'm not frightened of you" she said softly. Keith kissed her lips and touched both her cheeks. The chime of the clock in the living room signaled lunch time was over. "Back to work" she said standing up. She touched her new ring and skipped ahead. Keith could only chuckle as her thighs were still wet with her juices. "All right. Assume your forms" Lawan told her class. They eyed her as it was clear she had sex during the lunch break but said nothing to the strict girl. The girls glanced over at Keith. His flaccid cock spoke that it was tired and not ready to be roused even with the room of naked teenage girl before him. The boys were a different story. Becoming erect at the sight of Lawan freshly fucked and the girls assuming their fighting stance didn't help. That Yaksha martial arts were broken into two distinct styles. The Open Path and the Closed Path.

 

The Open Path was suited for females. Having wider hips and pelvis meant for their legs to be open in their stance. It focused on kicks mostly. With females being weaker, it promoted speed and balance above anything else. Lawan even taught how to use their toes for combat. How to scrunch their toes and use their toenail to cut flesh. Explained why the girls kept their feet in top order. Not that Keith complained. The Closed Path was for males. As the names suggests, the legs are close together giving protection to the genitals. One leg is slightly in front of the other while the back leg is the pivot. The style focuses on power and knee strikes. Both forms didn't teach punches to be effective as the hands needed to be free to cast spells. Lawan paced the room watching each one kick or leap. "Your penis is longer than most. Make sure you protect it well...unless you want your bloodline to end with you" she said crouching down to observe a boy.

 

"You there. Your toes are like roots of a tree. The roots support the tree just as your toes must support your weight. Don't scrunch the toes on your back foot or you will make yourself fall" she said to a girl. As they worked up a sweat, Keith began to falter. He pushed down on his foot so hard he cracked a floorboard. The class stopped. "Excuse me" Keith said leaving. "Little westerner having a problem?" Arat smirked. Lawan glared at him. "Continue" she said before leaving the room.

 

"You alright?" she asked finding him outside. "Just needed some fresh air. All those smells and scents. Just give me a few minutes" he said waving her away. Lawan nodded and returned to the training hall. "Is he alright?" Chai asked. "He's fine. As you all know he isn’t human. His senses are sharper than ours and our smell was getting to him" Lawan replied. "So we stink" a girl said. "Not exactly. Borrowers can get...unbalanced by smells that they like" Lawan replied. The girls looked at one another. "Don't get any ideas. He is mine" she said sternly. The girls flinched at her tone. Keith returned later to continue the lessons. "That's it for that. Rest for one hour and return here for the lecture" Lawan said. Keith wiped away the sweat and found himself surrounded by the girls. "Sorry for the smell Keith" one girl said. "Don’t be sorry Suda. It's totally natural" he replied. "What is it like...our smell?" another asked. "Well Malai...it's hard to really explain. Every girl smells different and that scent changes when she's ovulating, pregnant, or simply aroused. It changes during the time of day and even the year. The smell is strongest from either the feet or crotch" Keith replied embarrassed. "So, with so many scents it overwhelmed you?" Chai asked.

 

"Yeah. Borrower males get a more sensitive sense of smell when we smell a pregnant mate. With Lawan around it opened up a flood of scents" he said. "So, it's my fault?" Lawan asked as she drank water. "Lawan, this is a byproduct of evolution. It's a way to keep track of a mate. To keep her from harm...by any means necessary" he said walking to her. The girls irritated he was focused on Lawan now left the room in a huff. "They won't give up" Lawan said. "They're hormonal teenagers. And besides, your culture plays fast and loose when it comes to sex. Being turned down must be unusual" he replied. "And yet they still compete to fuck you during endurance training" she said. "I might not complain about that but believe me I don't feel anything for them other than being simply nice" he said. "Nice save" she muttered. Keith grabbed a cleaning cloth. "I'll help" he said. They got down close to the floor to clean up the sweat and dirt.

 

"What are you doing? It's faster if you start over there" she said. "But I can't look at your perky butt that way" he grinned. Lawan began to almost sprint around the room as she cleaned. Keith chased after her. The students could hear them laughing and chuckling. "What do you think Arat? Is he interested at all in us girls?" Chai asked. "Of course he is. He has a dick doesn't he? What kind of deviant passes on sex? It was a mistake to let an outsider in to our traditions" he spat. "Sounds like jealousy to me" Malai responded. "I'd advise you to hold your tongue...or you will end up embracing it during our next lesson in survival training" he warned.

 

Survival training was probably the most harrowing class of all. The idea was simple. Keep calm and cast a spell to survive a deadly incident. Easier said than done. As once could imagine, there are certain phobias three-inch people would have. Namely being crushed or eaten. Lawan or a classmate would put another classmate in a dangerous situation and have them escape it with magic. Safeguards were put in place by Lawan herself by using top tier fortification magic. In terms of easiest to hardest...being stepped on was easiest and being eaten the hardest. In the second week of training, Lawan cast a fortification spell on a boy and ate him. She sat patiently awaiting him to use magic to escape. The most obvious was wind magic. Using wind to propel him up her throat in this case but not excluding anything else. Lawan tapped her foot waiting and feeling him freak out in her belly. The class was deathly silent. "Inside a stomach there are many things happening. The darkness, the smell. The feeling of stomach acid. Even the heartbeat of your attacker. Do not let these things break your concentration. If they do, you are nothing but proteins and calories" she said to them.

 

Five minutes passed and she knew the spell would wear off soon. The boy had not come up. "Dammit" she cursed as she made herself puke. The boy was unharmed but shaking in a fetal position. "Suda. See to him" Lawan sighed. Anyone thinking the course was all about fucking, kicking, and learning magic got a reality check. Lawan carefully supervised the class as boys and girls practiced on one another. Now and then...a few got overzealous. Chai grinding her foot on Ramat. Arat chewing on Malai and not swallowing her. Lawan would put a stop to it by warning she would make the other a plaything of their victim. As gruesome as it could be, it did serve another purpose not easily seen. Many Yaksha shrank their mates for sex. In a way this class taught safe sex. Being a guard meant being taught not just to fight but to live in society as well.

 

When the hour of rest was over, they all gathered back in the training hall. They Sat down to listen to Lawan. "We'll begin where we left off last time. As you've been taught in school, there are many different species of small people in the world not just ours. Our friend Keith here is one of them. Borrowers are unique. They descend from a magical species older than ours and yet have no magical ability. However, they adapted wildly to compensate. They are four times stronger than us, see twice as good, and can even sense predators with their feet" Lawan said. "How many are there? More than us?" Ramat asked. "Yes. But their numbers are dwindling far faster. In America though, laws have been passed to give them equal rights. Time will tell if they are truly successful. As you can see they are slightly taller than us but due to breeding with other species, including humans, they come in all varieties. If you ever encounter one, please see to their safety" Lawan said.

 

"Wait. What kind of society do they have?" Chai asked. "Keith?" Lawan asked. "We don’t have a city like you. Even the biggest community has no more than 100. We live solitary lives and try to have as many kids as we can as it's rare to live past 40" Keith replied. "So, your kind dies easily?" Arat asked. "My parents died in a mudslide. Sister killed by a human" Keith said quietly. Arat's insensitive question actually made the girls focus on Keith more. "We're so sorry for you" Malai said touching his shoulder. "It's okay. I found another family. Family isn't just blood. It's who loves ya" he replied looking at Lawan.  She nodded and touched her ring. Arat clenched his fist tightly.

 

"Teacher, what's it like to kill?" Malai asked. It had been the elephant in the room for some time. Everyone knew ehat Lawan had done. "Exhilarating and shameful at the same time. It felt glorious to crush evil under my bare feet. To see them beg and plead but at the same time... I was a creature of malice. No better than the snake last month. No, at least the snake was trying to survive. To kill a man is to extinguish him a million times. A million possible futures reduced to a smear on my sweaty sole. Our greatest law is not to take life. However, to stand by and watch life end can be just as evil. This is why you are here today. Not to learn how to take a life. But to know to save one with death" Lawan replied. "You speak heresy!" Arat yelled. "I see a pop quiz is in order" Lawan said.

 

Lawan chose a particular boy in the class, Tai, as her subject. She knew that he was the younger brother of Chai. She touched his shoulder and shrank him within a second. Just as quick, she dropped her bare foot right on top of him. "See here. He had no time to fortify himself and the smell and weight of my foot keeps him from casting a spell. I know from experience that it takes about 10% of my strength to crush someone this way. Right now, I'm at 5%. Chai...you enter stop me or you'll be an only child" she said. "Teacher please! He's screaming!" Chai yelled. "6%" Lawan said. Chai went to pry her foot off him. Wasn't happening. She was shaking. "7%. I swear to Buddha I will end him" Lawan said. Chai could see his tiny form gasping for air under her toes. 8%. I hear his bones creaking" Lawan said coldly. "STOP!" Chai screamed firing off a bolt of lightning magic. The bolt knocked Lawan right into the wall hard. Keith rushed to help her. "That was stupid!" Keith said. "Necessary" Lawan said. Chai cuddled her brother.

 

"There may come a day when you are forced to do what you've been taught not to do. Life is important but surviving is more important. I look at your faces and feel terror. The same terror I think all parents face. Will you survive this cruel world? Chai I want you to grow up and have a big family. Ramat...go into the family business of noodle vendors. All of you...I want you to live" Lawan said sitting down trembling. To see their teacher cry changed their perceptions. She wasn't some heretic killer, a girl who loved to torture her shrunken students. No, she was a desperate woman trying to teach a lesson to keep them alive. "We should wrap up today" Keith said to them. They all agreed and left to their dorms. "This keep you up at night" Keith said to her. "It was easier when all I had to worry about was myself. To see their faces, it is so real to me. Keith, they have no clue as to how dangerous the world is out there" she said. "At least they will be prepared" he said. "Keith some have never even seen a car. They don't got a clue how malicious a human can be. This arrived here this morning" she said handing him a note off the table nearby. Keith read it.

 

"Is this an address?" Keith asked. "For an apartment in Bangkok. There was a special request sent in by the council. Apparently, one of their daughters has overstayed her vacation permit. They want a guard member to bring her back" Lawan said. "Vacation permit?" Keith asked. "Even though Yaksha are permitted to live outside our community, they have to pass the required training classes and get permits. Vacation permits are allowed for teenage Yaksha who have passed basic training. 14 days and only within Thailand. The courier told me she has been gone 28 days. She is in violation" Lawan sighed. "You look utterly exhausted. Don't give me that look" Keith said to her. "A request for guard involvement cannot be turned down. As the only officer with real world training, I must go" she said. "No, I'll go" Keith said. "Don't be stupid. You stick out foreigner. I'll go" Arat said listening in. "...you'll both go. Keith knows his way around the human world while you know Thai customs and you look the part" Lawan said. Both wanted to object. She stood up and left them. Keith and Arat glanced at one another with disdain before leaving themselves. 

 

Later that night, Lawan watched shrunken Chai scrub the dirt from between her toes. It was the promised punishment Lawan had said for her outburst earlier that day. The giantess spread her toes further apart to assist her. "The boys are jealous of Keith. And the girls jealous of me. What makes you all want Keith so badly?" Lawan asked. Chai rinsed her hands free of filth before answering. "When we heard that fucking was part of training, we weren’t happy about it. Not choosing a boy we liked. We were aghast to learn a foreigner was here. Keith...he was not what we expected. He takes his time so we feel alright. Considerate of our feelings. His eyes are soft and his cock is large" Chai replied.  Lawan was slightly tempted to close her giant toes around her body. "There are plenty of nice boys in this city. You'll find one for yourself" Lawan said. "Maybe so but that is then and this is now" Chai replied. "Go back to your dorm Chai. Your punishment is done" Lawan abruptly said. She watched the girl unshrink herself and left her sight.

 

She went into the training hall and lit candles. There, she assumed a fighting stance and began to practice. When she was upset or just plain pissed, she worked out. Every kick fueled by jealousy. She didn't even know she was capable of such a raw emotion. She felt guilty as hell being tempted to crush the bug sized girl between her sweaty toes. It wasn't Chai's fault. Lawan asked the question and Chai answered truthfully. But it was HER chosen mate they were sniffing around. Her breathing got heavier and when she slammed her foot down, it shot a tremor through the floor. "Your boobs jiggle when you do that" Keith said. Lawan looked around and couldn't see him. "Over here on top of this box" he said. He had shrunk down just to watch her. "I gave everyone except Chai the night off to unwind" she said. "Wasn't having fun without you. Now we're all alone...what's really on your mind? Or did the floor do something bad?" he asked pointing to the cracked floorboards at her feet. Lawan grabbed him up with both hands.

 

"You're mine and nobody else's! YOUR MY MATE! I won’t share...with nobody else..." she screamed with trembling hands. "You've been suppressing that for weeks now haven't you. You tip toed around it but...this is what you really feel" he said. She silently nodded. She placed him between her breasts and walked out the room. She ended up in the bathroom and sat down to run hot water. Her huge heart was racing. Pounding like a kettle drum under her flesh, Keith sensed her anxiety. "What you're feeling I understand. I felt that way with Claire and Aspen. Secretly I resented what they had between one another. Played myself thinking I'd be cool with the fuck buddy routine. Do you know how much it fucking stings to be liked because you're good at sex? Claire loves me I get that. Likes her hair being played with, loves having her tiny feet worshiped. Wild as hell in bed...but something more...no. I was a "good guy" that was a nice fuck. And Aspen...try as I might, and God knows I tried...same thing but far worse. Took look at someone and see that they don't feel that way about you." Keith said hopping out from her tits.    

 

"I love those girls in class. I love how Malai asked questions. Always trying to learn. Chai wanting to give her all. Suda worrying about others. When we have sex it's not the feeling that I smile about...it's the qualities They have inside them. But only one girl on this planet qualifies enough I'd give a piece of my soul too. And I'm looking at her" he said looking at the naked giantess fixated on his every word. Keith unshrank himself. "You say you don't want to share me with the others. I was never theirs to begin with" he told her. Lawan broke into a quiet cry and hung her head. He held her from behind as he collected water in a basin. Once full, he poured it over her head. Her tears were indistinguishable from the water on her skin. He did this again until she was soaking wet.

 

Lathering his hands, he soaped her body starting with her breasts. Planting gentle kisses on her neck, his right hand was on her belly. His left tweaked her nipples and she shivered. She has stopped crying by now and let her man clean her body. She let a cute giggle when he struck a finger in her belly button. Lawan spun herself around and proceeded to wash him. Neither said a word as they cleaned each other's genitalia. She kept her eyes on him as he meticulously cleaned every inch of her. Nobody had done this to her since she was a young child. Not even her old boyfriend washed her body. She was not embarrassed in the least when he washed her ass. Nor was she when he took a razor to shave her pubic hair. His thumb gently rubbed her now smooth crotch and she shivered. Lawan cradled his balls as she washed them. She licked her lips at the memory of his sweet and salty seed. The same seed that made life inside her. Keith was drooling. "Are you alright? You look strange" she said. "You...smell delicious" he whispered. It wasn't the soap he was smelling. Her horniness was flooding the bathroom with her pheromones.   

 

Lawan nodded in understanding and put her hands together. She chanted for almost a minute before Keith was astounded to see two illusion copies of them appear at their feet. Like a puppeteer, her right and left hands moved as they moved. A tiny Lawan and tiny Keith began to make love. "I can smell them a little, hear them" he said. "Wind and water magic. The bath water has our scents in them. When you become a master, nature is your canvas" Lawan replied. Even after washing the soap off their bodies, they still watched their illusions have sex on the tile floor. It was a surreal thing to watch tiny versions of themselves act out their wants and desires. Keith thought it like to be watching a home movie one would watch many years later except it wasn't on a tv screen. A sobering thought occurred to him. What he was going through. Making these memories. One day he would tell his child how he met their mother. What it's like to be this much in love. Something this mundane was shocking for him. Keith was still learning about life.

 

And the two copies came and held one another. They kissed one another just as the real Lawan and Keith would do. They got on their knees and bowed to one another. Touched fingers and for a brief moment their fingers were water. Sharing their fluids with one another. Drops of water splashed on their little bodies and Keith saw it was Lawan's tears. To create an illusion meant to put your feelings into it. For it to act like the real thing, a semblance of emotion is necessary. These illusions were a mirror of Lawan's heart. And what came next was just as startling. Her copy walked over to Keith and his to Lawan. She picked hers up. Her finger touched it and it smiled at her. Lawan placed it in her mouth savoring the unique flavor. She swallowed loudly. Keith held her copy between his fingers. "It's warm, smells like you. A part of you" he muttered. "Please...eat me. Make me one with your being" it said. His hand trembled as he placed it on his tongue. His penis was hard as he could feel it moving on his tongue and it truly did taste like her. He swallowed and inextricably came. As each copy landed in their stomachs, they reverted to simple bath water and a soup of skin cells. Literally, they absorbed part of each other.

"Oh damn...that was embarrassing" he said seeing his semen on her leg. She scoped it off and ate it. "Not embarrassing...it's you" she said. They had dried off and made their way to their room for the night. Too exhausted to fuck again, Lawan cuddled with him under the covers. "Tell me a story" she said. "A bedtime story?" Keith chuckled. Lawan nodded. "Alright. Once upon a time there was a boy on the cusp of being a young man and his older sister. She could be bratty at times and very loving in others. Making her brother clean her feet to see him frown and holding him when he was scared of thunder. One day he overheard her crying. She doubted she was the daughter of their parents because of her blond hair. Now the boy hated when she cried. He got an idea to help her with her problem. He snuck out of their burrow home very early in the morning breaking the rule of hunting in pairs. He was on a quest for something very simple...a strawberry" he said. Lawan giggled.

 

"The dew was still on the grass and ground making it soggy under his tiny feet.  Good thing as his teeny footprints would lead him back if he got lost. There was no wind so his youthful puberty laden scent wouldn’t attract predators. A very good day to hunt. He started off proud of his grownup task. He didn't need his dad to look after him. He knew the rules. If you poop or pee cover it up with dirt. Look above twice a minute. Feel the ground for tremors. Smell the air. And as the sun rose it made the dew sparkle as if the grass grew diamonds like fruit. He remembered a strawberry patch about 1000 ft. from home. If he was quick, he could get there, snag a berry, and return before his parents woke up. It was going very well for him. No squirrels, hawks, or nasty bugs to attack him. The sky stayed clear, so he could see anything coming towards him. Yet, as he got closer to where he was going, a new smell was in the air. Pungent, salty, a female scent. And something else. A strange fabric tarp strewn on the ground in front of him. Reeked of pheromones and two words on them...Victoria's Secret"

 

Something was looming further away, but he couldn't make it out. He knew he should’ve returned but curiosity got the better of him. The closer he got the smell got stronger and then the grass cleared. He couldn't believe it. He had never seen one before. A human girl. Laying down she was colossal and half naked. Her face reminded him of his sister which made him forgot what his parents said about humans. "Never approach one. Run. Hide. For if they catch you...you will die". This giantess looked to be a few years older than his sister. Her massive body was partly hidden by the grass she laid in but that soon changed. She stared from her sleep. She moved her leg. The wind caused him to fall over. He was lucky that her right bare foot didn’t squash him as it came down barely a foot away. She propped herself up and the boy could see white fluid trickle out of her private place. She groaned loudly and held her head. "Fuck happened? Last thing I remember was...Trey on top of..." she said looking down. She sucked her teeth. Her fingers touched where the fluid leaked out and she made this face the boy could see as pain.

 

"Are you okay?" The boy muttered. The girl jerked in surprise to see a two-inch boy on the ground. She quickly snatched him up. "A free-range borrower?" she asked twisting and turning him with her fingers around his waist. "I was raped to answer your question. Passed out and got raped. Serves me right to drink at a frat party and walk out here with some boy" she hissed. The boy was terrified now. The rage in her eyes looked ghastly. "I'm sorry" he whined. She flinched. "For what? You didn't rape me. Not like you could" she grinned touching a finger to his pants covers crotch. Apparently, the girl had forgot her troubles or chose to take them out on the boy as she was pulling his clothes off. "You're cute. Very cute. Your like what...11?" she asked. "12. Please let me go" he begged. She licked him and when she did the boy got a nice look at her mouth. Now The boy had been warned from early age about getting eaten but it wasn't until now he understood the true terror of that. A black smelly abyss awaited past her lips. "P...pppp-please don't eat me! I just want a strawberry for my big sister!" the boy sobbed. The giantess sighed. "Wasn't going to eat ya. Just wanna to have fun is all" she said rolling her eyes. "You promise?" he asked. The giantess sat down and dropped him at her feet. The boy watched her with bated breath as she put her panties and shorts back on. While she did he swore he saw tears in her eyes. Her gaze went back to him and he quickly looked away. When he did his eyes fell upon the toenails of her left foot.

 

Being sheltered, he had never seen that color before. A metallic blue with silver flecks. "Pretty" he muttered. She scooted her foot closer to him. The smell of her foot was strong but not strong enough for him not to approach. "Do all humans have toes this pretty?" he asked. "That's paint dude. You never seen a girl paint her toes before?" she asked. The boy shook his head. He rubbed her toenail back and forth amazed that he could see his reflection. The giantess found it amusing for a tiny boy to admire her feet so. "You got a name?" she asked. The boy gave his name to her. "Well my name is Kayla. Isn't it dangerous to be out here? Some human might snatch you up and eat ya" she snickered. The boy looked up at her afraid once more. "I need a strawberry very badly" he said. "Why? Plenty of other things to eat" she said. The boy explained exactly what he had in mind for it. "That's actually very sweet. Here. Get dressed and I'll pick one for you" she said picking up his discarded clothes and dropping them before him. The boy was astounded at her true height as she stood up.

 

Her footfalls shook the ground under his feet and when she returned, a large and robe berry was in her hand. "You can have it under one condition" she said. The boy nodded. "Tell me I'm pretty" she said seductively bending down. The boy could smell her sex once again but that wasn't what caught his attention. "Why would you need me to tell you that?" he asked. Now the giantess was irritated by his question, as if to poke fun at her ego. She was very much not in the right mind for that. Not after being raped after getting drunk and waking up in a field. She wriggled her giant toes as she thought about dropping her foot on the boy. An effort to make him say it. She wouldn’t kill him. Just get a good scare out of him but she wasn't prepared for what he said next. "Don't you know you're pretty already?" he said to her. Kayla heard a kindness from him and knew it was genuine. A kindness that she needed very much right then. She picked the boy up in her hand and brought him to her face. He panicked thinking she would devour him but was shocked to find her kissing his face.

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