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"She's crying Keith" Lawan said holding their baby. "I can hear that. She's probably hungry" he said sitting on the porch polishing his sword. "She has been fed, bathed, changed, and napped" she said annoyed. "Then she just wants to be held" he said not looking. She stepped beside him. He glanced to the side seeing her bare feet. Her toes clenching slightly. Keith knew she was pissed. "She wants you" she said. Keith paused. "She's fine being held by you" he replied softly. "She wants her father! Your smell! Your touch!" she yelled. Keith put his sword down. "Well I can't give it! I don't have the right anymore" he said. Lawan stood right over him. He looked up just as she let go of the infant. He caught her before she hit the floor. "You insane?!" he yelled cradling the crying child. "Have I not accepted what you did?" she asked. "This hand held a defenseless girl with the other raped her till she begged for mercy! It was so easy to break her neck. The way her eyes rolled to the back of her head. That is not me! That is not what I do...and yet I did it" he said.

 

"Then why punish your daughter for what you did? You think she understands any of that?" Lawan asked sitting down. Keith looked a Kannika. She had stopped crying and was cuddling his chest. "One day she will know the things I did Lawan. Her loving daddy tortured people" he said softly. "If the roles were reversed, would she had left you unscathed?" she asked. "Lawan that's not the point" he said. "Oh, but it is. Wars are not won by mercy or gratuity. Kill or be killed and by your choice you may have spared lives on both sides" she said. "Or I could've scared her. the sound her pelvis made when I broke it with my finger. You just don't know" he said looking at her with tears in his eyes. "Killing others to send a message? Have you forgotten?" she asked. Keith lowered his head. With her finger, she caught a teardrop. "This is proof you haven't lost your way" she said showing it to him before drinking it between her lips.

 

Lawan looked to see their daughter fast asleep. "If she stays asleep. I know of pleasant ways to pass the time" she smirked wriggling her toes. "I'm afraid that will have to wait" a voice said behind them. "Announce your presence Arat" Lawan said irritated turning around. "Forgive me but I was deep in thought of why I came" he said. He sat next to them. "Ehat brings you here?" Keith asked. "I bring word from the council. They have decided to evacuate the population to Phara before the deadline" he said. Lawan was shocked. "A precaution in case all our efforts to keep the barrier up fails. I know how it sounds" he said. "Really because they just decided to break a thousand-year-old taboo!" Lawan yelled. "I'm missing something. What or where is Phara?" Keith asked. "The first city of the Yaksha" Lawan replied. "Wait. I thought this was the first city. Big capital and all" he said. She shook her head. "No, it isn't."

 

"Long ago when our race was still new, my ancestors traveled southeast Asia to find a homeland we would be safe in. A place safe from evil humans where we could live and thrive. Eventually, they found a cave lattice that would give them protection and far away enough from any human village. The people built a city underground and called it Phara. An antiquated word from old Yaksha meaning "The Haven". Our numbers were small back then, only a few hundred or so, but they prospered for centuries. Then one day there was an earthquake. A nearby spring leaked into the city flooding it within minutes. The only survivors were those that lived on the side of the cave walls high above. It was said that we lost 80% of our population that day. Only a few dozen made it out alive. The water drained away and the spring changed course leaving the devastation behind. Bodies everywhere. Families drowned in their homes. Children in their rooms. Babies in cribs."

 

"Because of the grief and fear it may happen again, the survivors left to find a new home. Before they left though, they sealed the entrance and turned the city into a mausoleum. A memorial of those that were lost. They roamed Thailand for a centuries for a place to call home. Eventually, the survivors ended up in the human city out there, a village way back then. They were under attack by a tribal warlord and the Yaksha, using their magic, drove them out. The grateful villagers begged the tiny people to stay and protect them. As you know, war is not our way. Fate smiled on them all when the first Queen in 300 years was born. The very queen who wielded Etherion. With her power, a new realm was born, and humans were welcomed to join them as we needed them for mating. The village was emptied and when warlords returned, they found the village void of all people. Word began to spread of tiny magical demons called Yaksha" she said.

 

"Damn. And this dead city is still out there?" Keith asked. "Yes, and it was never to be disturbed" Lawan replied looking at Arat. "Desperate times Lawan. Do you know any other place already made for our scale and can fit our population?" he asked. Lawan didn't answer. "Here's the incantation to unseal it. They wish for you to leave now" he said. Lawan snatched the paper from him and walked to the back of the house. "Something else is on her mind" he said. "Yes it is" Keith said putting his sandals on and walking outside. Lawan was finished dressing just as he returned. "You're not going alone" he said walking past her. "Stay with the baby. This is just a recon mission" she replied. "It's never so easy these days. I let Kannika with our neighbors. I WILL come along" he said looking for a shirt and shorts. Dressed for the human world, they proceeded to the gate. Growing to human size, Lawan looked back at the city. "It's becoming more real by the day" she muttered. "It became real to me some time ago" Keith said before stepping through. Once through, they used the old truck to leave the city.

 

"How far is it?" Keith asked struggling to pop it into third gear. "Not far. 20 miles or so along that mountain line. You didn't need to come Keith" she said. "Not even 30 minutes ago you were practically begging me with your eyes to suck your toes. What's with the cold shoulder?" he asked. "Phara, it is a dead place. The bodies were never buried and is said to be haunted. You have experienced so much sorrow I wanted you spared of this" she replied. Keith held her hand. "Where you go I go" he said. Lawan nodded and smiled. "...so real ghosts?" he asked softly. "Hungry ghosts. The main reason the city was made into a memorial was to appease them. Nobody knows if it worked. A hungry ghost is a very dangerous thing. Vengeful. Desperate to be remembered. Lonely things that will attack the living just to have company" she replied. "Uhh...can the sword kill ghosts Oberon. I know they can kill Slaugh" Keith asked. "Slaugh are a kind of ghost...sort of. Honestly I don't know" Oberon replied. Keith gulped at the thought of being attacked by the souls of the undead.

 

They parked in the forest and Lawan led him on an overgrown path. The path began to clear slightly. A tiny walkway at their feet. "Odd. This path has been walked on over and over. Recently too" she said looking down. Eventually, they arrived before a circular cut stone embedded in the rock face. Holding out the paper, Lawan began to touch a series of symbols. "What are these?" Keith asked looking at them. "Sealing glyphs. In the ancient times, our writing system was phonetic. The words used to incant magic was the same for certain phonetic alphabets. It's an alphabet almost forgotten in our society now. Open, Earth, Doorway" she said touching the last glyph. Nothing happened. "Sure you got it right?" Keith asked. Lawan glared at him. She touched them again and nothing happened. Keith touched the stone circle. He backed away and drew his sword.

 

"Stop! You can't just cleave it! It's a sacred relic!" Lawan yelled. "No, it's not. It's an illusion. It has no warmth, coldness, dampness, or dryness to it. In this humid heat that's impossible. Stand back" he said. Keith slashed downward with the blade and as he finished, the stone glowed before disappearing. "I'll go first" he said taking point. The cave opening was just big enough for them to walk through. Damp and the steady sound of dripping water was the only thing they heard. Keith nervously gripped his sword thinking of ghosts. Lawan brought up the rear using a light spell to illuminate the way. Her thoughts were on who could've made that illusion and to what end. Keith paused and held his arm out to stop her. "Fortify yourself. I hear tiny footsteps" he said. Just as she did a torrent of lightning came from the forefront. Keith barely had the chance to block them. Lawan returned fire with a fire bolt showing far ahead and scurrying figures. He breathed hard. "Those weren't ghosts" she said pointing to the ground. She bent down and picked up something. "Ghosts don't use footwear" she said showing him a tiny sandal. "You did say this was once populated. Maybe it belonged to a flood victim" he said. "A leather sandal a few millimeters big wouldn't survive a thousand years in such a wet place" she said handing it to him.

 

"Point taken. Hmm...craftsmanship is pretty good. Stitches are good. Toe prints barely visible. This sandal is almost brand new" he said rubbing his eyes after straining them so hard. "I don't like this Keith" she whispered. "Could Yaksha came back here?" he asked. "Never. It's pointless to do so with our city and the taboo involved" she replied. "But that was magic. Who else would be here?" he asked. Timidly, they kept going and at the end of the entrance, squeezed through an opening. "FIRE!" a voice yelled. Keith shielded his wife from a torrent of magic. He yelled out painfully as fire, ice, and lightning peppered his fortified hide. Angrily, Lawan raised her sandaled foot and slammed it down on the ground as hard as she could. The tremor knocking their attackers on their asses. Lawan followed up with a gale force wind spell scattering more like little dolls. Keith staggered on his feet and drew an arcane on the ground. Pissed, Lawan grabbed a random attacker and closed her fist around him.

 

"Talk! Who are you?! Why have you taken up in a sacred place?! ANSWER!" she yelled squeezing. She could feel his bones creaking. The young man looked at the giantess in terror. "We will not let you...destroy our city" he groaned. "YOUR CITY?!" she yelled so loud her voice echoed. "Second line!" someone shouted. "Don't. I'll activate this spell here and believe me it won't be pretty in a confined space like this" Keith said pointing to it. They held their fire. "Commander...don't listen to them. It's a trick. Mogwai don't...take prisoners" the man in her fist gasped. "We are NOT Mogwai!" Lawan yelled. "Then what are you?" an older man below asked. "Yaksha. A very pissed off one at that" she replied. "At ease. There seems to be a misunderstanding. Please release that soldier" he said. "Keith. If they so much as twitch a tiny finger our way...burn them" Lawan said. Keith nodded as she placed the bruised man back on the ground. "If you would shrink yourselves I can escort you to our council" he said. "Lawan, I'll do it. You can cast spells faster than me" Keith said. "But you're still hurt" she said. "Getting better. Just keep your head on a swivel" he said.

 

Keith shrank down and stowed his sword. The giant feet of his wife just a foot behind him watching carefully. A light shown up ahead and the narrow passageway opened up into a spacious hollowed out cavern. "My god" Lawan said seeing the sight. "Remarkable! This is Phara?" Keith asked looking around. "The stories are similar, but they never spoke of such beauty" she said. Crystals imbedded in the rock reflected light. Tall walkways connected the higher areas which held homes. There were people who literally lived on balconies. "That light up ahead" Lawan asked. "It's on our way" the man said. Lawan carefully took her steps as tiny people below paused to see a giantess unknown to them walk overhead. Her clothes completely foreign. Her massive sandals with the odd logo on them and a foreign word saying "Nike". Mothers pulled children off streets. People hurried into shops and homes. A young girl poking out from a window waved. Lawan paused to wave back and her mother pulled her in and shut the window.

 

"I've noticed something peculiar about these people. Their skin tones vary. Some fair skinned and others not. I don't think these guys are Yaksha" Keith said in a closed magical communication. Keith and Lawan were astounded by how many people they had seen there and their city just kept going. The beginning of it was old, very old. Mud brick. As they went deeper though the buildings were newer. Stone construction. Actual sloping roofs. Windows and doors. On the center of it all was a shining Quartz Crystal spire. Sunlight from holes in the ceiling reflected right on it. The light scattered illuminating the city like some muti-directional lighthouse. "Those that came before will not be forgotten" Lawan said reading an inscription cut into the polished stone square. "Our memorial to those that died here. Their remains enshrined in cut facings of the crystal" the man said. "It's breathtaking" Lawan said touching it. "This way please. The council is the next street up" the man said. In just a few steps Lawan had made it there. The soldiers formed ranks around the massive courtyard which was just big enough for her to sit in. It made her think how fortunate she was as her own courtyard was actually slightly bigger.

 

Keith stood firm before his wife watching the soldiers. He could hear the groan of leather as she flexed her toes. A solidary old man came forth and stood before them. "Are you their leader?" Lawan asked leaning down. The soldiers tensed up. Their spears ready to attack the titanic woman. The old man held his hand ordering them to ease. "I am the president of the council. My name is Shang Di. You are unfamiliar to us. Where do you come from?" he asked. "I am of the Yaksha. Where I come from I'm not at liberty to say. Who are you people and why have you taken residence in a sacred place to my kind?" she asked with an edge to her tone. "We are Mogwai. And as for why..." he was saying before Keith drew his sword on him. "I'll be damned. Right on our doorstep too" Keith hissed. Soldiers surrounded them. Lawan's hands glowed as she got ready. "I love you sweetheart" Keith said up to her. "...you too" she whispered. "Stand down! STAND DOWN! We mean you no harm!" Shang said. "Bullshit. I haven't met a Mogwai that wasn't either a murder or a degenerate" Keith spat. "We are not the Mogwai you think we are" he said beckoning someone. A young man came to stand at his side. "My grandson. He will be a hostage to ensure your safety. Please. Let me explain everything" he said. The young man in his 20's climbed onto Lawan and sat nervously on her thigh. She could feel him trembling.  

 

 

Shang dismissed the soldiers and had them stand guard outside the courtyard. Lawan wrapped her hand around the young man and held him. Keith lowered his sword but not his guard as the old man sat down. "As I said we are Mogwai but not the ones you're thinking of" he said. "I only know one kind" Keith said staring at him. "Because we chose to disappear. The price we paid for helping humans long ago. You know of the scourge the ravaged Europe and Asia just under seven centuries ago yes?" he asked. "You mean the Black Death?" Lawan asked. "Yes that. Do you know how it was stopped?" Shang asked. "A friend told me the different races of homo smallicus banded together to stop it" Keith nodded. "Yes...yes that is true" the old man said stroking his beard. "Keith. I think I know who they really are..." Oberon said. "While it is true the Mogwai cheered the scourge, there were some in their society that didn't. The family of the East chose to help stop it. Even with the problems humans gave us, we didn't see the honor of letting the innocent die along with the wicked. We broke away and aided the others" he said.

 

"The Mogwai rebels. Oberon, you did say there were Mogwai rebels that fought the plague" Keith thought. "For our troubles, our own brothers and sisters hunted us for treason. By the time we made it to this region, we barely numbered 50. We thought our lives over until we came across this place. We recognized it for what is was from the ancient stories before the Separation" Shang said. "Separation?" Keith asked. "It's what we call the time when the more violent Yaksha left us to form the Mogwai nation. About 100 years after the tragedy of Phara" Lawan replied. "It was perfect for us. Yaksha and Mogwai didn't dare come here and we could live in safety without being found" he said. The sadness in his voice had Lawan let go of his grandson. "It was not an easy thing coming here and making it home. The bones of our ancestors still stuck in hardened mud. The streets littered with them and we had to use their homes for shelter. First thing we did he excavate their remains, build the memorial, and enshrine them. It took an entire year and it was not without peril"

 

"Some went mad from dreams. Others haunted by ghost lights" he said. "Ghosts. He ghosts" Keith muttered nervous. "Hehe...do not worry boy. They have been appeased and remembered. Ober time, we began to expand this city as our population grew. Found ways to bring in light and fresh air. Carved out chambers to expand further" he said motioning for them to look around. "How many are here?" Lawan asked. "By last count, 5,212" he replied. Lawan and Keith were speechless. "This many and so close. Centuries Keith. They have been this close for centuries and we didn't know" Lawan said. "Care for a tour?" Shang asked. Lawan and Keith blankly nodded. "Ahem...as much as I like to see a giant beautiful woman, can you shrink down? The areas we will go won't fit you" Shang said. Lawan obliged and shrank. She walked up to the young man from before. "Sorry for squeezing you a little" she said. He timidly nodded. "See to a cart" Shang told the man. The young man left them. "I was not aware of any Yaksha left. I heard you were driven out of China" Shang said.

 

"How did you know that?" Keith asked. We have scouts out there. Ones that can blend in best.  We have heard things recently. A coming war?" Shang asked. "Indeed" Lawan said. The old man nodded and stroked his beard. "Interesting times. Even our common enemy lives like we do in caves. Some things are universal it seems. Tell this old man about this war" he said as a mouse drawn carriage pulled up. They all got in the carriage and Keith began telling him what was happening. As they spoke, Lawan saw everything. It wasn't just being in a legendary city told in stories, it was they turned a necropolis into a thriving city. A city that functioned very much like her own with some exceptions. Cargo elevators leading to higher levels were made of twig and string. Water wheels driven by passing streams provided power to them. A sewer system using a series of watersheds, moss, and mushrooms cleaned it. For the ancient tech they had, it was remarkably clean and efficient. They even domesticated mice as beasts of burden.  Their clothes were more modest. No doubt a necessity for living in a cave. "I would've expected more people after all that time" Keith said. "Living down here is hazardous. We're constantly excavating new areas which has cost lives. It's easy to get sick here due to the humidity and our magic isn’t what it used to be" Shang said to him. "I meant no offense. What you have here is breathtaking. I'd love to speak with your engineers and give them pointers" he said.

 

"I can arrange that my borrower friend" Shang said. Lawan and Keith looked at him surprised. "We know of your kind. It is the best explanation for a 3-inch white man who can take a magic assault and survive" the old man chuckled. "...how are the Yaksha?" he asked softly. "We're getting by. The other week many died by a mogwai assault" Lawan replied. Shang shook his head. "To carry on such hated. I don't understand it. Many of us feel it is time to rejoin our Yaksha family" Shang said looking out the carriage seeing children playing on the side of the street. Both were silent. As they entered the next chamber, it was clear that they were divided into sectors depending on function. This one focused more on agriculture. "Cute" Lawan giggled seeing a teenage boy riding the back of a hefty rat. A piece of food before it as a makeshift plow connected to his waist tilled dirt. "We have our farms here. We mostly grow potatoes, carrots, and whatnot that doesn't need much sunlight. Over there we keep mice for milk" Shang said pointing to the far right.

 

In the next chamber, there were buildings. "Our school districts are here. Their schedule only has breaks for harvests" he said. "What do you teach?" Keith asked. "Many things. Math, history, world culture...what we know of it. Art, agriculture, and if they have an aptitude, magic" he replied. By the time they had reached their deepest point of the cave, they had crossed through 5 chambers. "And here is the sixth chamber. We're busy trying to shore up the rock as we tunnel in" he said. There was a slight tremor and the ceiling began to give way. Workers rushed out yelling to take cover as it came tumbling down. They all got out the carriage as the dust cleared. They were horrified to see a pair of little legs sticking out of the rubble.  "XU! He was the farthest in!" someone yelled. They began to move the pebbles off him only to find more debris falling. "Stop! You're making it worse!" someone said. "I can hear him! We have to get this off him!" another shouted. "Everyone out now!" Keith said to them. Looking at Shang, they obliged the foreigner. First fortifying himself, Keith cautiously eyed the weakened struts. One false move and all of it could come down. "Keith. Please be careful" Lawan said. Keith silently nodded as he made an arcane of ice. Freezing the struts and roof would give it some support but it was a delicate matter. Too cold and the fragile wood would shatter. The room groaned.

 

"Now for the tricky part" he said. He began to grow but slowly. The roof itself was barely 3 feet tall and the chamber not even a foot deep. He stopped right at two feet tall. He began to dig his fingers into the debris and when deep enough, very gingerly began to lift. With his free hand, he picked off the pebbles that lay on the man groaning in pain. "Fuck" Keith said uncovering him. It was clear he was not long for this world. Keith took ahold of him as gently as he possibly could. He cringed as he could feel the bones in his body broken. He placed him in the n the ground and let the debris settle back down. It was a bad sight. Barely out of his teens, he was mortally injured and groaning in pain for his mother. Keith decided to do something he never thought he would ever do...heal a Mogwai. Biting his finger, he began to draw a healing rune all around his body. The young man coughed blood and started to convulse. Once done, he activated it. The chamber filled with white light as the rune pulsed around him. Bones began knitting, organs became whole again, lacerations healed and swelling disappeared. The Mogwai were shocked beyond belief seeing such a healing spell so effective and potent. They prostrated themselves before the little giant. "Thank you for saving our brother!" one yelled up at him. Keith shyly nodded.

 

A few hours later...

 

"Wish we knew that incantation. We could've saved so many lives" Shang said sipping tea. "I'd be happy to teach your people that" Keith said relaxing in a chair. Two servant women smiled eying him. Lawan shot them a glare that made them look away. "If we have the time Keith. It grows short" she said roughly. "She's right. We'll have our hands full moving our people here...your invitation still stands right?" Keith asked. "Absolutely, word has spread like wildfire of your coming and why. They are eager to meet their lost blood kin" Shang said putting his teacup down. "Then we should go. As my charming wife said, time grows short" Keith said standing up. Lawan and he bowed politely and left the residence. A carriage awaited them to take them back to the main entrance. Once they were completely outside, they grew back to human size. "You take them for their word?" Lawan asked getting in the truck. "As much as I want not to, I do. You saw how weak they were. Every Mogwai I ever met was hundreds of times stronger that they were. Just one of them could wipe them off the map" he said. "Liars need not be strong Keith" she said. "They live like it's still the fourteenth century. No concept of arcane. Hell, Arat could handle them. Is our only thought of them lying to us is because they’re not bloodthirsty?" Keith asked.

 

"Mogwai no nothing but murder" Lawan said. "...so that's how I've been sounding" he muttered. Lawan looked at him angrily. "Do we have free will? If so, then anybody can make a choice. Exceptions to the rule sweetie. Or do you think one day I will crush you under my foot because I can?" Keith asked as he drove down the road. "You would never do that to me" she replied. "Why do you say that?" he asked. "You're kind, caring, you love me" she replied. "Or is it an act?" he asked. Lawan trembled. "I'm sorry. I'm making a point. You believe me because you have faith in me. Going through life expecting the worst in everyone because not of their character but because of their species...isn't a way to live. A lesson I need to remember" he said. After shifting into third gear, he put his hand on her thigh. "Lawan is a beautiful woman that I love so much I rather die than lose her. Arat is a fucking brat but I love him as my brother. That councilwoman who dislikes me is a bitch, but she is driven to serve others and not herself. These three people are Yaksha but it's their qualities that define them, not their blood" he said. She squeezed his hand. "Sounds like you got out of your rut. Amazing what can change in a day" she said. "Day isn't over yet" he chuckled as he rounded a turn.

 

A hour later...

"Are you telling us that Mogwai have infested out ancestral home?!" Councilwoman Senu asked. "I wouldn't say infestation, but it is factually true that mogwai are there" Lawan replied. "How many?" A councilman asked. "Just over 5,200" Keith replied. All of them looked deeply concerned. "This many on our doorstep is wholly unacceptable" someone said. "They're not like the others. They just want to live in harmony. Hell, their magic isn't even that powerful" Keith said. "Or they were just playing you" Senu said. "For what purpose? If they are deceiving us, then why weren't they part of the strike force that invaded us not long ago? Surely such a force would be mobilized just to check on us after the deception my husband caused" Lawan said. the council spoke among themselves. Senu stood up after a few minutes of them whispering. "I will accompany you back to Phara tomorrow and speak with this Shang. Meet me at the gate at 9:00. You are both dismissed" she said with a regal tone. Keith and Lawan didn't like her tone but took their leave.

 

Keith gently covered his daughter with a blanket before making his way to the training hall. Lawan sat naked in the middle with her eyes closed. It was clear she was meditating. Keith chuckled as he shrank down to have some fun. He was as quiet as a bug making his way to her feet. Her giant toes over his head and her creamy sole before him. It smelled of soaps and lavender as she had taken a bath just a half hour before. Didn't matter to him. These were her feet. The mother of his child. The wrinkles, lines, and swirls that made up the patterns on her sole belonged to her and only her. Like a roadmap of her life. Her youth made them soft. The lines a testament to her training barefoot. The wrinkles evidence of her life being harsher now. Keith licked and kissed those wrinkles as if to say sorry for what she was going through. His hands felt the insides of her toes. Still smooth to the touch and slightly damp. Keith shed his clothes and hugged her second toe. It wriggled, and he let go. Looking up at his giantess wife, her eyes still closed.

 

Walking between the space created by her soles, he came upon her pussy. Shaved high was unusual for her. Yaksha did shave their legs and armpits but rarely their pubic hairs. Once asked about that, Lawan replied giggling saying it was a "last defense against an attack down there". Her musky fragrance he knew intimately by this time. He got closer and took a lick of her folds. Suddenly, a finger pushed him right in. "Think I wouldn't notice?" she muttered holding him by his ankles. She snickered as she twisted him around inside her a few times before standing up. Keith dangled from her cunt as she took tingling steps to their bedroom. Once there, she lay on the futon using her husband as best as she could. Whimpering and groaning as Keith nibbled and bit her inner walls. The tiny man serviced her knowing what would set her off. And with a stifled cry, she came. Keith coughed her juices out of his lungs as she picked him up. Her eyes twinkling as she eyed his slick body.

 

With her lips, she sucked his legs into her mouth. Keith shivered as he felt her giant teeth on his flesh. Teeth which seemed to strip off her juices as she moved him in and out her mouth. Her exhaling from her nose ruffled his hair. Her tongue teasing his balls and a moan that vibrated his organs as she tasted the semen he let loose in her mouth. She lay in total bliss next to him. Her breath quieting down as he grew to her size. "And here I thought you forgot about Thursday" she said. "Not a chance. But don't forget about Saturday" he said. "What will it be this time?" she asked. "Well it was the shrunken teacher last time. Cheerleader maybe?" Keith chuckled. "You and your kinks" she sighed. "Yeah a got a bunch but you know which one is the hardest to control?" he asked. She shook her head. "My Lawan fetish. I have this urge to fuck, love, and cherish girls named Lawan" he laughed. Lawan shook her head at him and held him close. "Don't let go of me" she whispered. Keith said nothing and just held her tight. During the night, Lawan began to dream. She was in the city street. the sounds of panicked people all around and as she looked around saw a pair of giant feet in sandals.

 

Her eyes followed the feet past the ankles and up the long legs until finally she saw who they belonged to. She didn't recognize the girl. She was human size no doubt. Long black hair and no older than 12. Fair skin but her eyes were strange. A blueish hue to them. Not the pupils. The entire eyeball. Soldiers stood around her and the young giantess, and then the girl bent down. Lawan was strangely calm and terrified at the same time. Looking at her young face she saw no real malice but knew what she had planned somehow. She didn't struggle as she was brought to her mouth. She didn't scream as she fell on her tongue. Nothing made sense to her. She knew she was going to be eaten but for some reason welcomed it. The mouth closed sealing her in darkness. There was a heartbeat and the sounds of screaming coming up from her throat. Little screams. The tongue lifted up causing her to slide back to the throat and she slipped right in. Thump....thump...thump...was the last real sound she could hear until the screams got louder and louder...

 

Lawan woke gasping. Her body soaked with sweat. She trembled as she lay knowing that it was no dream she had. Once before she had something this real to her. The premonition of the Mogwai elite squad attacking felt just as real as what she experienced just now. Her heart raced as the realization of her Farsight ability showed her a future where she would be devoured by a preteen giantess. By instruction, she was told that meditation could help hone her premonition powers. Apparently it worked. Be careful what you wish for Lawan. Needless to say, she didn't fall back to sleep. Keith was sound asleep as she watched him. "You get prettier by the day. Ohhh...is that a new color on your nails?...you spoil me Lawan..." Keith said grinning in his sleep. Lawan wanted to cry right then and there. He literally dreamed of her and the thought of dying shook her to the core. His penis was half erect in his sleep. She had of course seen it a hundred times by now, but she felt drawn to it for some reason. It gave her pleasure, gave her a child, seed that she found delicious as it was HIS essence only she could make a true claim to it. Her fingers wrapped around his shaft and she gently stroked it. In no time at all, he was a full mast and still snoring.

 

"I don't deserve you..." he muttered. Lawan froze thinking he was awake. "But you remind me that I have worth...*zzzzzzz*". He was still talking in his sleep. "You did the same for me" she muttered before taking him into her mouth. Keith groaned in his sleep as she gently sucked him off. Lawan was methodical. Placing her tongue under his shaft and taking it to the root. The head actually entering her throat. She nearly gagged but it was a matter of extreme intimacy for her. Minutes passed and kept going and going until Keith tensed up and Lawan felt his warm sticky load pulse down her throat into her stomach. She released him and felt his heartbeat. Slightly up but strong and steady. His own rhythm of life. She stared at him for two hours after shrinking and climbing onto his chest. Her little feet barely sinking into his muscular frame. His stomach churned suddenly reminding her of what she saw. Looking at his mouth, a queer thought entered her head. If her fate was to be eaten, she rather it be her husband doing it.

 

His stomach acid breaking down her body for calories and nutrients. At least she would be with him after death by becoming part of him. "No. What would that do to him?" she thought pushing such a thing out her mind. She knew that under that bravado, Keith was an emotional house of cards. Losing her would bring out something frightening. She had seen an inkling of his wrath in England and a loss because of him personally? She didn't want to consider it. When Kannika began crying, she unshrank herself and went to check on her. Nursing her and sitting out on the porch, she watched the sun rise. "Is it the last one I'll see?" she wondered. An hour later, Keith awoke and walked to them yawning. "How are my beautiful girls this morning?" he asked sitting down. "Sleepy and hungry" she replied. "Which one is which?" he asked. "Either or" she replied. Keith felt her right breast. "I could make you my breakfast today" he said chuckling as he stroked her nipple. Lawan tensed up in fright. Keith backed up.

 

"Honey. I didn't mean to upset you. If I'm being to kinky just say so" he said. "...it's not that. I... they’re just sore" she said lying. "Say no more. I'll get a real breakfast started. Just take it easy until we have to leave" he said kissing her cheek. She nodded silently. Breakfast was over and Kannika with the neighbors, Keith and Lawan waited patiently for Senu to arrive. "I have a bad feeling about this" Lawan said. "Senu is a hardliner but it's in her best interest to see this out peacefully" Keith said. Lawan said nothing as three giantesses approached. "Looking nice today ma’am" Keith said checking out the 62-year-old giantess in her white dress and silver sandals. "It's important to dress to impress. Take note of it" she said barely amused. Keith eyed her guards. Both seemed to be around 19 or 20. Dressed ceremoniously and holding spears. Neither seemed to be used to being a giantess themselves as they constantly cringed as they took steps. "...maybe I gave her too much credit" Keith whispered to Lawan. Once through the gate, Keith led them to the van as the truck wouldn't fit them. Senu commanded she was to sit in front. It was an awkward ride as Lawan was squeezed between guards that were technically under her command. Lawan knew it was a break in protocol for a person of high rank to sit in front of her but obliged just not to piss her off.

 

"So, when is the last time you came to the human world?" Keith asked Senu. "Two years ago, because of your wife" she replied stiffly. "...she was the one who picked me up at the airport when I returned from San Francisco. To take me into custody" Lawan replied softly. "Well, seeing how the city was saved by her efforts, I say her debt was paid back and then some" Keith said rounding a turn. "That is a decision made by the council" Senu said. Keith slammed on brakes. "You don't make shit easy do you? Still salty about me making you look a fool back in that chamber with my sword no doubt. See, I thought you softened by giving me Yaksha status but I'm thinking it wasn't your idea. I say her debt is paid. Wanna dispute that fact and I can drive this fucking van to the airport and me and my family will leave you to your fates. But know this...for better or worse the next user of Etherion will be my daughter and she will have no ties to your kind. No sympathy. No obligations. Pray she has pity" Keith said so coldly even her guards shivered. Keith put it back into first and drove once more. Lawan reclined in her seat smiling.

 

"Watch your step" Keith said leading the way into Phara.  Senu and her guards were stunned silent as they finally entered Phara. The reports didn't do it justice. "Greetings. I am Senu. Head council for the Yaksha nation. I came to speak to your leader Shang" she said regally before the guards on patrol. The guards stood there equally stunned by young women wearing very nice clothing and an older woman wearing clothes better than they ever seen. Each one towering over them and the smell. Their giant feet smelled clean and nice. Their scent traveling over the first district made everyone turn their heads. A guard took her spear and slammed the bottom of it on the ground hard. A slight tremor passed through the sandstone. "She meant now" the guard said. They scurried off to fetch him. "More flys with honey" Keith warned them. They stood there patiently for 10 minutes. "Welcome! Welcome! I'm so pleased to see you all. Please shrink down and come with me. I have a carriage for you" he said. Senu and her guards didn't want to shrink. "You rather crush these preserved buildings under your feet?" Lawan asked. Under the threat of destroying precious relics of a time long past, Senu and her guards agreed. They got in the carriage and rode off.

 

"I am Shang. Like you I head the council of Phara" he said holding his hand out. Senu narrowed her eyes but shook his hand. "You do not have families that rule?" she asked. "No. We do not rule as a aristocracy like our violent cousins. We have a council of 13 members voted in by the three classes. Merchant, religious, and warrior" Shang replied. "What a coincidence. Ours is similar" Lawan said. "We find that a hand too firm can cause...issues. One hand too firm can crush a flower. Living in such conditions, we are just as close to death as any other. As we both know, death can come swift down here" he said. "What did you do with the bones?" Senu asked. We interred them and gave Buddhist rights in the spire. Thankfully, their spirits found that to be enough. Before then, we were plagued with wailing, crying, and all sorts of sounds and sights. Some of us even disappeared not to be seen again" Shang replied. Lawan pointed to the spire shining on the city. Senu and her guards were taken aback by the beauty. When they arrived, they all got out.

 

"May my guards tour the city? They wish to see their heritage firsthand" Senu asked. "By all means. This is their birthright as well" he said bowing. "You may go as well" Senu said talking to Lawan and Keith. "If you say so" Lawan said. Senu shooed them away as she was led into his estate. "Guess she feels more relaxed if she sent us all away" Lawan shrugged. "Maybe..." Keith said looking at her guards carefully inspecting the people. "Let's have some fun" Lawan giggled pulling him along.

 

"Care for some van nut?" Shang said holding a bottle of clear liquid. "Some what?" Senu asked sitting down. "A kind of alcohol made from fermenting potatoes" he said pouring a glass. Senu nodded. Both took a drink at the same time. "Good shit" Shang mused. "My scouts said your people are weak in magic" she said. "Sadly yes. It wasn't always so. When we first came here long ago, the oldest and youngest succumbed to the fungal spores in these caves. It was the elders who taught magic and with their loss, we lost valuable experience. We could only cobble together what we knew of spells. We did the best we could, but these caves took the lives of so many talented mages. Eventually, we lost over half of what we knew. We have the talent but not the instruction" he replied. "And if we joined you, would you seek that to change?" she asked. "Indeed. Magic is our birthright. It is a part of us as your brown eyes are to you. It is a saddening thing to see a young one die Because our healing magic can't save them. It takes our very best just to grow to human size. Once we could walk among them with ease. Now, now we have to worry about bugs eating our loved ones" he said putting his empty glass down. "Lunch is served" a servant said. Shang led her to the dining room where two chairs were ready for them. A servant placed two bowls before them. "Mushroom soup with finely grilled mealworm steak chunks" he said. Senu frowned. "I assure you it is quite good. Nutritious too" he said before digging in. She took a careful spoonful and ate. Senu was surprised how good it was.

 

"Everyone is so busy" Lawan said looking around. Keith was busy looking at a building. "Doesn't that say hospital? Looks Thai but it's off" he said pointing to a sign. "It is. I'm curious as to how they treat their sick and injured seeing how amazed they were of you" she said. Keith nodded and walked to it. It was heartbreaking to them. Only candles lit the inside. No electricity at all. Cauldrons of water heated by tiny flames which nurses used to clean and disinfect clothing and bandages. As they walked the halls, every malady one could think of a tiny person could have some had it. Broken bones by the score. Respiration fits caused by breathing bad air in half inch lungs. Bodies...bodies covered by sheets in one large room. It was clear that Shang didn't wish for them to see it. Not out of bad intent, but Because of shame. Phara was in worse shape than they realized. Keith looked on one large room that cared for children. Most were asleep, some coughed, others had legs and arms in slings. "You shouldn’t be here. You bring infection" a nurse said. Lawan and Keith looked at her.

 

They could see she was pretty but stress and the toll of being here was aging her. They couldn't even tell her age. 20? 30? Her slippers were even ragged. Her bare toes hanging over one saying they didn’t even have a matching size for her. Keith placed his hand on her shoulder and smiled before entering the room. One by one he went to each child and placed an arcane note on them. Once done, he clapped his hands activating the spell. The children groaned which caused the nurse to panic. Lawan held her still. The bright light shone from the room lighting up the entire wing. As it disappeared, the children stirred. They weren't coughing anymore. Fevers gone. Keith unwrapped a little boy's leg of its sling. the boy flinched as he squeezed it. His hands going to his little toes. "Does it hurt?" he asked. The boy stared at the strange man frightened by his pale skin and hazel eyes. Keith tickled his sole. The boy chuckled and pulled his foot away. "It's not broken if ya can do that" he chuckled as he rustled his hair.   One by one, each child got out of bed to walk over to him. Somehow, they knew he had healed them.

 

They cried as they hugged him. "It's alright...really. Don't cry" he said choking back tears. Keith turned to the nurse. "Show me others" he said. For an hour, he visited each sick child, including infants. The Mogwai couldn’t believe what was happening. They were like miracles given form. Even Lawan helped. Taking the burden off Keith some, she healed a few. One particular case hit close to home. A toing infant cried in her mother's arms loudly. Lawan knew from experience that a baby crying like that was either very hurt or very hungry. Seeing no injuries on the infant, she guessed the latter. "I cannot give him milk. I...I dried up" the mother said seeing her. Lawan was curious wondering why as such a thing was unheard of by their kind (remember, Yaksha and Mogwai are genetically the same). She didn't ask as she saw enough pain was caused by such an embarrassing and troubling thing. "Give her to me" Lawan said. The mother so distraught handed her baby to the stranger and watched her sit down. She slid her shirt down to the side letting her left breast free. The baby latched on to her nipple with no hesitation. The mother sobbed bitterly and Lawan just held her close. the mother herself was almost the same age as Lawan herself. She spent some time consoling the young mother as she handed back the sleeping and well-fed baby to her. Keith spent time teaching all he could the arcane to heal making sure that when they left they could help others. Exhausted from so many arcane sand spells, the couple nearly collapsed into seats in the lobby. Keith smiled seeing familiar flashes of light.

 

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