In this Chapter: Kristen attempts to show a critical Leslie
that she has control over the tiny people, hoping this will prevent Leslie from
harming them, but power is everything to some and just fun to others.
Main
Tags of This Chapter: Crush. Cruel.
Humiliation. Unaware.
Kristen
– 28 Madelyn – 8 months
Lakeside
Suburbs, USA
Kristen awoke in an unfamiliar
daze after a deep sleep, not having slept in on a weekend morning in quite some
time, she nuzzled herself further under the blankets after a few yawns and lip
smacks. Tossing over as she enjoyed the
warmth and the lull of relaxation and total comfort of her bed for a few
peaceful minutes. Kristen nearly
drifting off back to sleep, her mind clear and at ease.
Suddenly, she shot up from the
blankets and looked at the clock across the large bedroom. Throwing the covers off her body as her heart
raced, rushing into Madelyn’s room to find her daughter missing from her
crib. A thousand horrible thoughts
running through her mind at that moment, her first thought seemed silly, that Nyla
somehow got her revenge, but Kristen shook the thought away as she heard a feint
coo from Maddy coming from downstairs.
She rubbed her eyes as she walked
into her living room to find a smiling Leslie holding Madelyn atop her lap
while sitting on the couch, the morning news playing on the television. “Good morning, sunshine” Leslie sarcastically
teased Kristen. Kristen looked like she
was hit by a train, her hair in a messy bun, her eyes winced and tired, loose
sweatpants rolled up her ankles and an oversized white shirt. Meanwhile, Leslie was already dressed like
she was going to a business interview as she half paid attention to the tv
rambling on about some political drama.
“Wha…” Kristen groaned a bit as
she shook her head.
“I’m used to living two hours
earlier than you, remember?” Leslie said.
“Oh yeah… how’s Maddy doing?” Kristen
asked as she lugged herself to the couch and slumped down next to Leslie.
“She’s a happy little baby, I
thought kids were supposed to be total nightmares” Leslie said with a slight
smile.
“Heh… yeah, she still has her
fits… she must really like you. When did
you get her?” Kristen asked as she kicked her feet up onto the table.
“Probably around 7… I fed her,
changed her, played with her, all while you looked like you were dead” Leslie giggled.
“Huh… okay, thank you” Kristen mumbled,
rubbing her eyes again and yawning while she nodded her approval.
“Don’t thank me just yet… we have
a big day today!” Leslie said with a grin.
“Oh yeah…?” Kristen reluctantly questioned.
“Absolutely! We’ll do all your birthday shopping later,
first, we’re going to get you all situated at home… with whatever those little things…
are” Leslie said.
“I’m already situated here; and I
know how to handle those…people” Kristen sternly corrected. Leslie sarcastically chuckled.
“I’m sure you do…”
Leslie teased, “come on, go get ready, it’s almost 10:30” Leslie said, tapping
at her fancy gold watch snug on her left wrist.
“I’m not getting ready yet, I just
woke up” Kristen tiredly groaned. Leslie
peering over with intense eyes, Kristen knew that look, just like when Leslie
bought the chair, bought the couch, sends gifts to Madelyn, Kristen knew that
she wouldn’t be able to deter Leslie from whatever she wanted to do. “Fine…in 10 minutes…” Kristen said, Leslie
compromising as Kristen laid on the couch holding on to Madelyn, Kristen buying
some time to think, not showing that she was a little nervous about Leslie’s
plan for the tinies.
“And remember what dad said, dress
for the career you want!” Leslie said as Kristen walked up the stairs after a
little over 10 minutes, giving a mocking middle finger back to Kristen as
Leslie chuckled at the grumpy Kristen.
“Fuck…” Kristen whispered to
herself in her private bathroom upstairs, rubbing her head and face over and
over in frustration as she waited for the water to heat up. Staring down at the floor as the water
crashed all around her in the lavish glass shower, taking her time so she could
think. Kristen trying to psych herself
up, trying to harness all the recent confidence she had been feeling, even
giving herself a pep talk as she washed herself. “It’s just my sister… it’s just another day…”
Kristen whispered to herself before tilting her head back, letting the hot
water rain on her neck as she closed her eyes for one last moment of
relaxation.
The plan she had been thinking of
before she went to bed was still what she wanted to do, go into those rooms,
and demonstrate total control in order to make Leslie believe that Kristen was
the head bitch in charge of all tiny life in her house, that was the only way
Leslie would back off and trust Kristen to handle her own problems, but Kristen
wanted to be courteous, she reached for her phone atop her bed first. Kristen pulling up her messages, sending a
note to each leader in the city room, she asked them to play along, that today
might be difficult because of her sister, but overall, she wanted total
cooperation no matter what it looked like, that it was for their protection,
that it was in their best interest to do everything she said.
Kristen sat at her bed, receiving
strange responses from each leader, but of course, like always, Anton was eager
to please his goddess and agreed right away, almost everyone else agreed,
mostly. They seemed hesitant about it,
understandably though, Kristen realized it couldn’t have been easy to give up
control like that, trying to imagine herself in their position, especially when
the tinies had no idea what was coming, but then she sent a message saying that
she might have to be a little mean towards them, but she reassured the tinies that
it was all an act; just for show. Kristen
barely getting messages back, making her a little worried.
Her last task was to send a
message to Ostrov, the nano country hadn’t communicated with her in months, she
gave them the same messages that she did to the cities, but again, she was met
with total silence, shaking her head, wondering why the nanos would be so
willfully ignoring her after so much time.
She dressed herself and made sure
she was professionally presentable. Kristen
taking a deep breath and grabbing the keys out of the jewelry box, trying her
best to act as if she didn’t care about anything as she marched down the
stairs. Her head upright, her shoulders
back as she stepped up to Leslie. Leslie
looking Kristen up and down, “Whoa! You
look like someone I would actually hire… wow” Leslie said, almost a bit
surprised.
“You know I have an actual career,
right?” Kristen said with a little sass, tilting her head, “I’m a boss babe”
Kristen said with confidence as she waved her hands down her outfit, Leslie
happily laughing along.
“Good… I mean great! Look at you!” Leslie said, nodding her head
up and down with approval, “what about my little princess here?” Leslie said,
motioning toward Madelyn.
“I got her” Kristen said. Walking over and picking up Maddy into her
arms, placing Maddy into the play pen.
“So… neglecting your child for
these little home invaders is just normal for you, huh?” Leslie questioned.
“Actually, Madelyn loves her play
pen… so, shut up, and let me show you my rooms” Kristen said. Leslie raising an eyebrow and cracking a
smirk at the aggressiveness Kristen was showing.
The two sisters walked down the
back hallway of the house, their shoes stamping across the floor as a warning
to all tiny life beyond the doors. Both
dressed up in their business, semiprofessional outfits. Leslie electing to wear her favorite
expensive, yet tacky cheetah print high heel mules and a knee-length black skirt
with a loose and fashionable lowcut white top. Kristen chose her favorite pair of black
leather ankle boots, a silver zipper on the sides. Kristen, a little more casual than her sister
instead wore straight dark jeans cuffed at the tops of her boots, and a collared
white blouse tucked into her jeans with a chic black belt.
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“So… this is Ostrov…they’re a
country, just like the US… pull out your phone map view of Earth… it’s kinda the
same thing as what you’re looking at here” Kristen spoke, crossing her arms
over her chest as she stared down at the land taking up nearly her whole room.
“Uh… I don’t see anything” Leslie
said, annoyed. The sisters on the edge
of their land, the toes of their shoes barely dug into the outskirts, destroying
and flattening entire hilly landscapes and forests.
“Those little grey-ish crystal
blobs are their cities, as opposed to the ones you saw in my other room… which
are much bigger. Here you can see all
the green, their forests, rivers, their farms, and so on” Kristen explained.
“Huh… okay…weird” Leslie said as
she squatted down on the border of the “rug”, observing the rolling green and
brownish landscapes only interrupted by the grey blobs Kristen had
mentioned. Leslie reaching out her matte
pink painted fingernail and poking into one of the grey blips, feeling the dirt
crunch, totally crushing the grey mass under the digit of her index finger, an
entire city erased as Leslie brought her finger back up to her face to see a
bit of greyish residue sticking to the oil of her fingerprint before she
smushed the remnants between her thumb, discarding the remains as dust falling
to the floor between her feet.
Kristen’s eyes widened as she
watched her sister erase an entire city with a simple and soft poke of her
finger. “It feels just like… hm… like a
crunchier sand, I guess?” Leslie innocently questioned.
“Do you even know what you just
did?” Kristen asked with a serious tone.
“What?” Leslie asked, looking over
her shoulder and up towards Kristen.
“You just poked a whole city!”
Kristen loudly spoke.
“Oh, shit…oops…” Leslie said,
cringing her teeth as if somewhat regretful.
“There was probably a million
people living there” Kristen said.
“How was I supposed to know?”
Leslie said, standing back up to her full height, her heels almost making her
as tall as Kristen.
“What do you think the word city
means?” Kristen said with some attitude.
“Ugh…God…they’re small…” Leslie said
as she looked back down toward Ostrov.
“Imagine if you just killed
everyone in Boston” Kristen said, Leslie thinking for a moment in silence. Leslie simply rolling her eyes in
response. “This isn’t a joke…” Kristen
said seriously. Leslie placing her hands
on her hips.
“Okay, sorry” Leslie said
halfheartedly. “So how do you even get
around in here?” Leslie asked.
“I usually stick to the edge here,
like this” Kristen said as she started to scoot against the wall to her couch
like usual. Leslie’s eyes were filled
with disappointment and annoyance.
“Are you serious?” Leslie asked.
“What?” Kristen questioned.
“You can’t even use this room at
all? You have to scoot around the wall
like all this green and grey shit is lava?” Leslie asked.
“No, I do this so that nobody else
has to die” Kristen sternly said. Leslie
puffing air from her nose, shaking her head in disappointment.
“So, you have to bend your life
around… them, huh?” Leslie questioned, pointing down towards Ostrov and
pivoting on her expensive cheetah heels.
“This is just how we cooperate,
makes things easy for everyone if I do this, it just takes an extra 20 seconds”
Kristen said as she was already halfway to her couch, rounding the corner of
the room.
“Mhmm…” Leslie dismissed. Leslie looked down at the green rug covered
in grey patches all over, seeing a pair of footprints that belonged to Kristen
embedded deep into the middle of the country.
Leslie raising an eyebrow at the perfectly preserved footprints.
Leslie hesitated for a moment, tapping
her finger against her lips in thought while Kristen gently continued to brush
up against the wall and around the corner of the room. Leslie picked up her right heel, hovering her
sole over the country before gently lowering it down into Ostrov, wiping away
several towns and a small city under her tall, plastic arched soles.
Leslie picking up her left foot as
she placed it down further ahead, her legs stretched as the nanos beneath her
looked up her titanic legs, soon after they felt the earth-shattering quake of
her left foot squishing an entire territory of farmland along with a few
smaller cities. Taking a couple short
steps over Ostrov and up to the couch where she turned and sat down, crossing
one leg over the other as she bounced her heel and placed her hands on her lap,
giving a sly smirk up towards a speechless Kristen who was just on the edge of
the couch.
“You can’t let these little things
control your life like that… look, it took me half the time to just walk to the
couch while you’re looking like an idiot dragging your huge ass against the
wall…” Leslie said as some grey dust crumbled off the bottoms of her golden orange
and black spotted heels with black bottoms.
Kristen was horrified as she
climbed over the couch and sat next to Leslie, trying her best not to show it
in her face as she cleared her throat and threw on a nearly perfect fake
smile. In her head, Kristen was losing
it, feeling like she was on the brink of an anxiety attack, it was different
watching someone else kill so many tiny people rather than when she had done
it, either accidentally or necessarily, it was different with she had watched
Ginny do it accidentally as well, knowing her best friend wasn’t capable of
such cruelty, but her own sister on the other hand had just wiped away
countless nanos with a smirk. She needed
to double down and hope.
“Exactly, I shouldn’t have been
doing that in the first place, this house is mine anyways” Kristen said, her boots
next to Leslie’s heels as she stared out at Ostrov with a smile, Leslie still
bouncing one of her heels over many cities nearest the couch.
“I mean, it honestly just felt
like walking on a dirty carpet, who would know otherwise?” Leslie said as she
looked at the perfect heel prints in the country, her stiletto followed by the
blockier sole, three of them in total in the direction of the couch.
“Yeah… they’re not much use… but my city room, you can actually see them
moving around and stuff, you can even talk to them… unlike Ostrov here…”
Kristen said, nodding her head down toward the green and grey carpet, “maybe if
they spoke up to me every once in a while, this wouldn’t have happened” Kristen
sternly said as Leslie had a smirk at the edge of her lips.
“You can talk to them?!” Leslie
said surprised, tilting her head in wonder.
“Yeah… follow me…” Kristen said as
she stood up, desperate to get out of the Ostrov room, not wanting to give
Leslie the chance to kill millions more.
Her heart pounding as she knew she had to commit to walking back across
Ostrov like Leslie had just done without mercy.
Regretting wearing boots now as they had a blockier surface area. Kristen holding her head up high and her
shoulders back as she carefully took a step over top of Leslie’s heel prints to
minimize casualties, taking her three steps over her sister’s prints, not
wanting to look behind to see if Leslie was doing the same.
Kristen’s heart sinking as she could
feel the wet sand sensation crunch under her boots as each of her steps
squished into Ostrov and countless nanos along with their cities. Kristen only hoping that some nanos could be
spared between the block higher heel section of her boot and the arch under
soles. Kristen could hear the click of
Leslie’s heels behind her as her heels dug deep into Ostrov and through onto
the flooring as they exited the room.
Kristen taking a deep breath as
she turned, smiling at Leslie, “Ostrov doesn’t really matter anyway, it’s these
people who are full of personality” Kristen said as she took a step toward the
city door, feeling the brittle residue of millions of squished nanos and their
lands crunch once more into the treads of her boots. She opened the door with a quick twist of her
key before folding it back into her pocket.
Leslie watching as Kristen removed the key from the lock, carelessly
placing it in a pant pocket.
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“Okay, so tell me about them…”
Leslie asked.
“Well first of all… wearing a skirt
might not have been a good idea as, clearly…” Kristen said, pointing at a city
near Leslie’s backside and beneath her.
“Eh… I don’t care if they can see up
my legs… enjoy the fucking show, pervs… now continue please…” Leslie said as
she pivoted her leg out, widening the view up her skirt as it tugged against
her outstretched thigh. Those below her
realizing that she was not wearing any panties or underwear. She was enjoying it.
“So, each city has a leader and
they’re all different…” Kristen said as she walked around the cities with
Leslie at her side. Their heels clicking
across the floor.
“Hmm…what’s this stuff?” Leslie
said, pointing down towards the pathways that were under construction.
“I ordered them to build a sort of
sidewalk around everything, there’s nothing worse than getting my feet all
dirty if I accidentally step on something…” Kristen said, her eyes wide as she
stared down at all the cities she was slowly becoming almost conditional friends
with.
“An order… sounds girl boss, I’m
impressed” Leslie said as she smiled down at everything at her feet, Leslie’s hands
on her hips as she compared the size of her heels next to the pathways. She could see little cranes and
extraordinarily tiny trucks surrounded by little dot sized people working on
the sidewalks, she could see the dot sized people roaming around the larger
cities, up and down the streets between all of the inch tall buildings barely
coming up to the curving toe section of her cheetah heels. “And you said you can talk to them?” Leslie
asked.
“Yeah, watch!” Kristen said, pulling out her phone and
tapping a message on her screen. “Hey,
Anton, how did the food delivery with Ginny go yesterday?” Kristen typed. The sister pair watching the screen as the
phone dinged with the cities at their feet.
“The delivery went great, goddess”
Anton replied immediately.
“Wait, so Ginny knows about this…
and…did he write goddess?” Leslie asked as she crossed her arms over her chest.
“Yeah, she does… anyway, look at-“
Kristen started to speak.
“No wait… hold on…Goddess?”
Leslie teasingly asked with a smirk.
“It’s just a formality, it’s not a
big deal” Kristen said, smiling a bit and playfully flipping her hair with a
wave of her hand.
“Wow… that’s uh…something to think
about” Leslie said, her face turning to contemplation as she stared with
intensity down at all the mites occupying the floor.
“Like I said… each city is totally
different, like that one is called Crest, Anton is their prince who just called
me Goddess, or this one!” Kristen said as she stepped up to a micro metropolis
and pointed the toe of her boot down at their buildings. “This one is called Arbut, their president or
whatever is called a Grand Minister, he’s like a scientific leader and helps
with food deliveries with the big city in the middle over there” Kristen said
as she pointed over towards the center of the floor.
“Okay, okay… first… why don’t you
use more of a conference tool like at work?
You could put it all on a tablet application and you wouldn’t have to
use your phone to organize everything.
Second… um… ew? A man in charge? And third, what kind of a dumb name is Arbut?”
Leslie said, listing off her opinions on three fingers.
“Yes, I would say the majority of
the leaders in this room are tiny men… It hasn’t really been a problem,
actually the most annoying leader was this tiny woman named Nyla who-“ Kristen
said before being interrupted again.
“You got any music?” Leslie asked.
“No, it hurts their ears, why?”
Kristen asked.
“I like to work on projects with
music, but that’s okay, we can spare these little sensitive men’s ears…” Leslie
teased down towards the millions of micros.
“There’s plenty of women down there,
too…” Kristen said with an eyeroll.
“Yeah… well… I can’t tell the
difference from up here, can I?” Leslie said.
Leslie took a step towards Arbut, strutting over the thousands of construction
workers and onto the other side of the city from Kristen. Kristen watching as a cargo plane was caught
directly in the path of her sister’s footfall, watching as the tiny plane burst
into a little puff of an orange and black fireball, exploding against Leslie’s
bare ankle. Kristen unable to tell her
sister to move, she wanted to remain calm, thinking that sacrificing the plane
was necessary to keep up the confident appearance.
“Arbut huh… that’s such a weird
name…you think I’m scaring all the men down there?” Leslie asked, nearly biting
her lip as she placed her hands on her hips and stared down the city between
her heels, giving the entire city a look straight up her toned and smooth legs.
“I’d say so, yes” Kristen said,
controlling her emotions well, still giving off the notion that she didn’t
care, even though she could feel her heart nearly beating through her
blouse. “I didn’t name the cities
either” Kristen stressed.
Leslie crouched down to get a better
look of the city as suddenly her naked pussy was only a relative micro mile
above their entire skyline, the dark curls of her trimmed pubes barely blocking
the view of her lips for all the micros of Arbut to see above their buildings
as they stood on the streets, humbled by such a distinct view of feminine
power, they felt as if they were nothing, scared and terrified. Leslie noticing a little bit of damage on the
outskirts of the city’s neighborhoods, “what happened here?” Leslie asked.
“Oh… uh… it was an accident… my boobs
kinda slipped into Arbut back around when Maddy was born” Kristen said.
“Your huge tits did that? Hah!” Leslie laughed, a wide grin on Leslie’s
face as she looked back down towards the city, “that’s their name then…” Leslie
said.
“Huh?” Kristen questioned.
“Tittytown… rolls off the tongue…
then get rid of the leader, put a woman in charge, that’s what we’re going to
do to every city in here, after we rename them of course” Leslie said. Kristen a little taken aback, wincing her
eyes and furrowing her brow a bit with frustration.
“I can’t just get rid of a bunch of
kings and elected presidents like that…each city chose their leader in some way
or another” Kristen said.
“Ugh… what good have men ever done
in politics, Kris? Come on… sure you can
get rid of them… look at you” Leslie said, raising her hand up in the air to
pantomime Kristen’s substantial height over the micros. “There’s nothing men hate more than an
attractive and strong woman who’s smarter than them, it probably helps that
you’re intimidating them just by being… well…huge, I’d say you have the perfect
opportunity here” Leslie said.
Leslie stood up and turned her
attention to the closest city behind her, “what’s this one?” Leslie asked. Kristen unsure what she should do, she wanted
to scream and tell Leslie to get the fuck out of her house, she felt as if
Leslie was invading something sacred and private in Kristen’s life. Kristen weighing it out in her head, if the
micros were worth losing her special bond with her sister, virtually her only
family she had left alive.
Leslie was standing over Aker,
General Werth’s city, the city that Kristen had partially stepped on in order
to stop their military from destroying Crest.
“That’s Aker, some general guy is in charge” Kristen said as Leslie
rolled her eyes.
“God… another man? dammit…alright…” Leslie said with frustration
as she picked up her heel and hovered it over right over downtown Aker.
“What the fuck are you doing?!”
Kristen shouted.
“I’m not going to step on it, calm
down…” Leslie said as she retracted her heel from over the city and placed it
next to her other. Kristen feeling a bit
of relief, “I just wanted to see if one step could do the job, but no… it
doesn’t look like it…” Leslie said,
almost excited at the fact that it would take several footfalls to finish off
one of the micro cities. “Tell them to
do something, give them an order… he’s a general right?” Leslie said.
“I mean… like what though?” Kristen
asked as Leslie dramatically shook her head.
“I don’t know… you’re the goddess…”
Leslie teased with a small laugh and smile.
Kristen knew that Leslie was enjoying this a little too much.
“Okay, fine…” Kristen said, pulling
out her phone, tapping her fingers against her screen.
“What, you don’t want to say it out
loud?” Leslie asked.
“Shh… it’s a surprise…” Kristen said
as Leslie grinned.
“I do like a good surprise…” Leslie
admitted.
Leslie still looking over towards Kristen
but could suddenly hear a popping sound around her feet. Leslie looking back down towards the floor to
see something strange. Little puffs of orange
and black popping all around her ankles and around her heels. She could feel little bursts of heat for just
a millisecond at a time with each tiny explosion. “What the fuck… is this…?” Leslie questioned,
confused, wincing her eyes as she tried to focus on the little commotion. She could see little streaks of white and
smoke coming from the city streets. “Oh my
god, Kris… are they shooting at me?” Leslie asked.
“Correct…” Kristen said.
“You told them to shoot at me?”
Leslie said, looking up back toward Kristen, not caring at all how many tiny
blips of explosions were hitting her heels or the exposed tops of her feet.
“No… I ordered them to,
there’s a difference” Kristen said as Leslie pursed her lips and nodded. Leslie stared down at the metropolis between
her legs, they were shooting at her, with whatever military and weapons they
had left. Leslie crouched down to get a
better look at the tiny tanks and micro people firing up at her, she could see
the little flashes of their guns in the streets. Suddenly, she could feel the pops between her
legs, hitting the insides of her thighs or her pussy as there was not much more
of a target she had to offer except the darkness between her legs under her
skirt as it took up their sky. It felt a
little warm, but sporadic and somewhat disappointing that it wasn’t more sexually
stimulating.
“It’s kinda cute… little men
shooting at me like I’m a big monster or something” Leslie said, biting her lip
a bit.
“Actually, there are a lot of
women in Aker’s military, too” Kristen corrected.
“Hmm… well then they should know
better where to aim their missiles…” Leslie said with a lip curling grin and
tilt of her head, playfully tapping the tips of her pink nails over the outside
of her skirt nearest her clit.
“Ugh… gross, come on, let’s finish
up the tour before this gets weird…” Kristen said as she rolled her eyes at her
eccentric sister.
“No wait… I got it… Aker can be
called Clitsburgh” Leslie teased as she felt a few warm pops against her
exposed lips, most of the missiles exploding on her pubes rather.
“That’s disgusting…” Kristen
dismissed.
“What, no! It’s funny… like Pittsburgh” Leslie said.
“Yes, I got the joke, now let’s go”
Kristen said, pivoting her hips, crossing her arms over her chest with attitude
as Leslie groaned. Leslie standing up to
her full height but was getting a little wet from the power. Leslie following next to Kristen as they
continued to walk around the room, coming up to Kristen’s black and gold chair.
“Two little hives right beneath
your chair, that sucks for them…” Leslie said.
“Cities, Les…and yeah, I know…”
Kristen agreed.
“Go ahead, name them…” Leslie
said.
“Uh… no… this is my room,
the cities are allowed to keep their names, even if they’re fucking terrible
names” Kristen put her foot down, figuratively.
Leslie deeply sighed.
“Alright… I can tell you’re not
enjoying this as much as me… this is not like you at all… you’re supposed to be
the shy sister, the sister that is amazingly gorgeous but doesn’t know it
because she’s a little awkward sister while I try to constantly tell you how
wonderful and beautiful you are… where is all this girl boss attitude suddenly
coming from?” Leslie asked. Kristen’s
heart beating fast, thinking her fooling act was just foiled by the person who
knew her best.
“Honestly? It’s because of these little people… they make
me feel powerful and confident, I don’t have to be awkward, or timid, or shy
around them because they are down there… and I’m up here…” Kristen said. Leslie staring at Kristen for a moment before
nodding her head.
“I can understand that… I’m sure
it feels amazing to play with your toys” Leslie said, her tone was
understanding, but she didn’t quite get the point that Kristen was trying to
convey. “So, what are they called?”
Leslie asked.
“In my head, I call them the twin
cities, but their real names are Orange City and Vidolis” Kristen said. Leslie groaning again.
“Really…?” Leslie said with some
sass. “Name them something else, you’re
their goddess, it’s as simple as that… use the power that you have and ride
that confidence up to my level” Leslie said.
“I can’t think of anything”
Kristen said.
“Oh my god…” Leslie
dismissed. Kristen getting mad,
resisting the urge to clench her fists as she outstretched her arms as if
appearing to stretch, seeing her glittery dark blue nails glimmer in the
sunlight coming through the windows.
“Alright, Orange City, you’re now
Serenity, and Vidolis, you’re called Luxury…” Kristen sternly said.
“Why that?” Leslie asked.
“The name of my favorite nail
salon…” Kristen admitted.
“Cute” Leslie agreeingly commented.
“They are not my toys… by
the way…” Kristen said with some annoyance.
“Ughh… can you really not see
what’s going on here?” Leslie asked.
“What do you mean?” Kristen asked,
confused.
“I’ve been trying to play along with
this, but it’s getting kinda sad now” Leslie said.
“I don’t - I’m not sure what you’re
talking about” Kristen said. Leslie
backed away from Serenity and Luxury and stepped right up to the middle city,
by far the largest in the entire room with the heaviest and most densely
populated downtown.
“Kris, you feel powerful because they
are powerless… they are not people… not real people at least” Leslie
said.
“Yes, they kinda are…” Kristen
sternly said.
“Ugh…” Leslie groaned once more
and crouched down toward the city, “here, I’ll try to explain it…” Leslie said
with an innocent and bright confidence in her voice before she bit her tongue
to focus. Reaching her hand out towards
the large city and pinching up one of their taller skyscrapers between her
matte pink nails, ripping it out of the ground and bringing the broken building
up in front of her face and deeply brown hazel eyes.
“Stop that!” Kristen shouted, her
calm demeanor instantly disappearing, her act was gone. They could both start to hear little chirps
of tiny screams coming from the city.
“Okay… people are like you and me…
we’re talking right now…right?” Leslie explained as the skyscraper between her
fingers creaked while thousands of micros were trapped inside, the bottom
collapsing a bit as a few dozen micros fell out and down towards Leslie’s bare
cleavage, Leslie with smaller tits than Kristen, but Leslie electing not to
wear a bra as their bodies smashed into her skin between her tits without her
even knowing. “These… people… you
can barely see them, they are smaller than ants, I mean… fuck… you have to text
them to even get them to talk to you” Leslie continued.
Leslie stood up to her full height
while continuing to pinch the building her fingers as an example. Kristen was stunned, unsure of what to say or
how to act. “You can see them though,
look at the fucking floor!” Kristen said
after a few tense seconds of thinking.
“You mean these little specks…”
Leslie said as she picked out a group of construction workers on the floor near
the pathway. Leslie picking up her
cheetah heel and stamping the toes of her heel on top of a few dozen of them as
Kristen’s mouth was wide open in shock, “the floor… where… people… don’t
belong, you know what crawls around on floors?
Ants, Kris…” Leslie said. All of
Kristen’s worries coming true, her sister and closest person to her was acting
horrible to her people, the harsh decision of whether or not to scream and
maybe even get physical with Leslie was looming over Kristen’s brain as she
struggled for words, trying to remind herself how important her sister was in
her life.
“They’re not ants… ants don’t
think or feel anything” Kristen countered.
“Oh, but yes they do… they think
about serving their queen all day, they feel a duty toward her” Leslie
said.
“I’m not a fucking queen, Leslie”
Kristen said with a bit of anger, shaking her head.
“Are you sure? Some of this room apparently thinks you’re a
goddess already” Leslie said with a convincing tone.
“They’re screaming, Leslie, put
them down…” Kristen said with a half sheepish demand.
“Okay, watch…” Leslie said,
focusing her eyes on the building slowly crumbling between her fingers as the
middle city behind her was hollering with tiny squeaky screams. “Worship me as your fucking queen and do what
I say!” Leslie shouted as the screams
continued.
“It’s not fucking funny anymore… I
get it…” Kristen said with a scowl across her face.
“No wait… Oh my god, you sweet
little cute babies…I didn’t mean to… I’m sorry, I’ll put you down, nice and
soft, okay?” Leslie said with a sweet tone as she bent down and lowered the
broken building towards the floor outside of the outskirts near the arch of her
right heel. “See? I hear literally no difference in screams…” Leslie
said.
“That’s because you’re fucking
scaring them and acting like a bitch” Kristen said.
“Oh, come on… tell me you haven’t
gotten close to stepping on one of these cities just for fun, tell me you
haven’t threatened them or had to smite someone, tell me you haven’t felt a
little hot when you look at all the…people…at your feet” Leslie said
with a serious tone. Kristen immediately
recalling where she had almost crushed Nyla’s city out of anger under her feet
the night of the meeting. Kristen
remembering getting turned on after she threatened Nyla… how she barely
apologized to Ostrov after drowning a city in milk. Kristen wouldn’t dare admit that her sister
was partially right though.
“No, I’m not like that” Kristen
said, lying. Leslie clicking her tongue
in disappointment.
“You never felt bad when we
stepped on anthills as kids” Leslie said, placing her hands on her hips.
“No…” Kristen begrudgingly agreed.
“Okay then!” Leslie said as she
picked up her heel and slowly brought the heel of her cheetah mules down onto
the broken building she had sat next to her, feeling the distinct crunch as the
building shattered and burst underneath her weight, the glass and debris
exploding outward from the impact as everyone still alive inside was squished
into smears under the tip of Leslie’s right heel as she did a quick twist of
her heel to finish it off.
“Fine… so what if you’re right, what
do I do with all of them then?” Kristen said, frustratingly throwing up her
hands and shaking her head with obvious distress.
“They’re just your toys… who gives
a shit? But… if they are not
your toys, then you will have to dedicate your life to taking care of them, you
already have Madelyn… so, you’ll exhaust yourself and get almost nothing in
return, it’s a one way relationship with these tiny people, Kris…sure, they gave
you a little burst of confidence, but it’s nowhere close to what it can be, but
if you really want to be this idealized version of yourself, then commit to
being a powerful woman over these people… you have to make a decision about how
you’re going to live this life in your home with… them” Leslie
said, picking up her heel and pointing the toe down towards a city. Kristen breathing out a long sigh as her eyes
relaxed, her face filled with a little concern and worry.
“Maybe…” Kristen admitted.
“There it is… now I can see those
wheels turning in your head… you’re thinking about it, I didn’t buy your acting
for a minute earlier either… I know you too well, Kris…” Leslie said with a bit
of genuine concern in her voice. Kristen
looking up toward Leslie with rather sad eyes, “no, hey… it’s okay…” Leslie
said as she took a step towards Kristen.
Leslie unknowingly crushing a worker’s camp on the floor filled with
hundreds more micro workers who had no time to move away from the massive
footfall, Leslie barely feeling the crunch of their bodies vibrate through the
bottom of her mule as their mashed bodies became microscopic speckles of blood
on Leslie’s treads.
Leslie hugging tightly onto
Kristen as Kristen hugged back. “You
just need a little push sometimes, and that’s okay… you know I’ll always be
here for you… I love you so much… I’d do anything for you… even if it means that
I have to show you how truly strong of a woman you are” Leslie whispered into
Kristen’s ear. Kristen sighed again
before giving a little smile. “You can
still be you, you can still be this naturally kind person, but you can also get
what you want out of life… you don’t need to fake it, I know it’s in there…you
just have to be a little more assertive” Leslie said with a genuine tone,
showing a real tender care in that moment.
“How did you know I was acting?”
Kristen asked after letting go of her sister.
“You almost had me right up until
you were scooting your ass up against that wall, I saw your face when I walked
over to the couch, you did that tongue bite thing again, I knew you were scared
right away… it’s kinda funny how you never realize when you’re doing it, even
since we were kids and you tried to lie to mom or dad” Leslie said as Kristen
blushed and sighed, placing a hand over her face to hide her
embarrassment.
“Fuck…oh my god” Kristen muffled
and groaned. All the meanwhile, the cities
were still staring up at the two titan women just casually having a
conversation between all the cities spread out at their feet.
“I was trying my best to go along
with it, it was kinda cute at first trying to watch you be all tough. Now imagine yourself actually being assertive
and getting what you want… I wanted to show you how easy I can make it look”
Leslie said.
“Mmm…” Kristen hummed,
contemplating.
“I have to admit, I did get a
little turned on…” Leslie admitted.
“Hey… shh… I don’t need to know
that” Kristen said, still feeling embarrassed.
“I tried to give you a hint when I
called you the shy one, hoping you were going to admit it right then… but I can
envision it so clearly, you actually becoming this goddess to these people,
it’s not a hypothetical anymore, you’ve already set the foundation…it’s very
real, laid out right before your feet… nobody else in the world gets to do this,
and honestly, I can’t think of anyone else that needs this more than you…”
Leslie said with a confident smile on her face.
“Yeah, maybe…” Kristen said,
curling her lips to the side, looking down towards her boots almost in
shame.
“Hey… you got this…” Leslie
reiterated, showing Kristen as genuine smile.
“Hmm… now what?” Kristen asked.
“Well… show me you can do it”
Leslie encouraged.
“Show you what?” Kristen
asked.
“That you’re not gonna take
anyone’s shit in here” Leslie said.
“I already don’t take
anyone’s shit in here” Kristen sternly said with a bit of confidence.
“Ugh… let’s just… take this moment
to enjoy those words you just said… that’s what I’ve always wanted to
hear from you” Leslie’s eyes dramatically fluttering as she giggled a bit, “now
show me and the people in here you’re not afraid to do what’s necessary to say
that you’re the queen… that’s what I would do” Leslie said, shrugging her
shoulders.
“But I’ve already done that in
some ways… they follow my suggestions… they listen to me” Kristen countered.
“Uh huh… suggestions…and
what exactly have you gotten in return?” Leslie leadingly asked.
“I don’t… I…” Kristen stammered a
bit.
“Exactly…here, follow me” Leslie
said. Leslie taking a step over a city,
relishing the idea that a million people were beneath her in that moment. Leslie and Kristen stepping up to Aker, the
toes of their shoes right at the edge of the city’s outskirts as they stared
down at the little metropolis. “They
stopped shooting at me… that’s disappointing…” Leslie said with a little bit of
a sarcastic teasing tone as Leslie looked up towards Kristen with suggestive
eyes. Kristen pursing her lips in
hesitation.
Kristen could understand what
Leslie was trying to show her, that she could have total power and control over
beings less powerful than her, use them as toys to get what she wanted from
life, whatever that meant. Kristen
having a bit of an identity crisis in that moment, seeing how much fun it was
for Leslie, wanting that same feeling, to feel totally happy and powerful, but
also feeling concern for the people she had been building a relationship with
for the last 8 months of her life. Watching
Leslie smile wide, Kristen almost immediately getting a flashback of her and
Leslie as young children standing over an anthill in the backyard of their
childhood home.
The image in her head like a vivid
memory showcased on a movie screen.
Kristen and Leslie playing outside all day in their neighborhood with
the other kids on the street until the sun started to sink low in the sky. A boy had pushed Kristen over and down into
the dirt while playing hide n seek, dirtying her denim overalls and making her hand
bleed from a small scrape. Kristen
biting her tongue as Leslie immediately slapped the boy across the face, making
him run home. Leslie helping Kristen off
the ground, riding their scooters back home before the sun went down.
The young sisters in their
backyard while their loving mother put some ointment on Kristen’s hand while
the cicadas buzzed in the summer trees.
Their father making dinner in the kitchen while gameshows played on the
living room tv. Kristen’s mother was
proud of Leslie for slapping the boy as she laughed, Kristen laughing as well
before giving Kristen a tight hug. Kristen
watching her mother go back inside, hugging their father from behind before she
joined in with the cooking. Leslie and
Kristen observing their parent’s perfect love through the windows before they
ran out into the backyard to find the newest anthill that had popped up near
the shed. The anthill at their feet as
they turned to one another with a pair of wicked smiles, although missing some
of their teeth at their age.
The girls stomping on the ants as
young children, they laughed before going inside to wash up and have their
favorite meal at the dinner table with their happy family, Kristen snapping
back into reality with a real city full of tiny people at the tips of her toes.
Kristen looking down at Aker,
Leslie next to her smiling in the same way as if she were a kid again, and
Kristen couldn’t help but feel the same way, the room was dead quiet. “You can shoot at us again, it’s okay”
Kristen said as the fury of Aker reopened.
The remaining military firing everything they had at the sister pair
towering miles over their lives. The
little wisps of explosions from their missiles and projectiles barely making it
up to their thighs as the rest exploded down their shins and ankles.
“It’s your decision, Kris… I’m not
gonna mess around anymore with your loyal ants unless you say so… how are you
going to live your life? And you have to
remember how Madelyn is going to see you when she’s older… Are you a goddess,
or are you just…regular…timid… Kristen?” Leslie said. Kristen staring down at Aker, watching their
futile attempts to attack her and her sister.
Kristen’s imagination going a bit wild as she leaned into some of the thoughts
she had, feeling that little bit of arousal like she had when she threatened
Nyla, now it was more of having a subservient city between her feet shooting up
at her and she couldn’t even feel their strongest weapons.
“We’re not killing or stepping on
anybody… but…” Kristen said as Leslie nodded her head in agreement, now
respecting her younger sister’s wishes.
“Yes…?” Leslie beckoned. Kristen crouching down over the city, her ass
and pussy between her curvy thighs covered in dark jeans right over their
skyline, her head peering over the curves of large tits as she stared down at
the streets packed with people and what little military remained. Leslie peering down over Kristen’s shoulder
from high above as everyone stared up at the two gods hovering over their concrete
and steel anthill.
“It doesn’t mean we can’t have some
fun, right?” Kristen said with some innocence.
For all the cities to hear, it was no longer an act. Her messages earlier saying that they needed
to cooperate seemed void in that moment as each leader in the room apart from
one sunk into worry.
***
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***
The rockets and shells continued to explode
against the underside of Kristen’s body, a haze of grey and black smoke wafting
over the city as some of the streets started to become masked under the fog,
blocking tens of thousands of people’s views.
The panicked people in the streets surrounded by military vehicles could
no longer see up between their buildings to know what the gods were doing, just
the sound of their immense breathing miles above the city, or a deep and
terrifyingly thunderous and feminine giggle from one of them.
The loud roars of missiles being
fired from trucks or the loud bangs and snaps of gunfire echoing over the
screams of some people. The majority of
people though, so used to being terrified by having a giant woman around all the
time, barely screamed anymore, that was until they heard something strange
coming from above them followed by a pair of thunderous feminine laughs. Ever since Kristen had stepped on their air force
base months ago, Aker no longer had any aircraft to communicate what the
goddesses were up to, everyone tensely waiting in the crowded streets as the more
cautious people elected to find the closest shelter.
“SHOULD I?” Kristen’s voice sounded,
rattling people’s ears.
“WAIT…” Leslie’s slightly more petite voice boomed. There was a massive quake on the
other side of the city. The people
realizing one of the giantesses must have put their foot down outside the
outskirts. “OKAY…HAHA, YEAH, NOW DO IT…”
Leslie’s booming voice echoed over everything, shaking cars, rattling windows,
some people even feeling the vibration from her voice within their own
bones.
Suddenly, a thick, winded gust of
air blew through the city as hundreds of thousands of people fought to keep
their balance, wincing their eyes at the strong flurry blowing through the city
streets, tossing thousands of people to the ground as the military ceased
firing from the retaliation. It was
Kristen waving her hand over the city to dissipate the smoke and present a
clear view for herself once more, hundreds of thousands all staring up at her
innocent face. Only when the people
looked beyond her hazel eyes and cascading dark hair, the military, and
everyone was left speechless, it was nearly dead quiet in the streets as they
saw something they couldn’t quite understand at first.
Kristen pulled her head away from
over the skyline as everyone looked up to see a pair of two towering pale legs belonging
to Leslie, she was straddling the city from above. Everyone, young, old, men, women, children
looking up between her smooth legs as they followed it up all they way to her
pussy, the panic on the streets erupting once more as her knees began to bend,
lowering her massive body over the city, but before her ass was right over the
tallest buildings, she bounced herself back up, and the bounced back down…
The military unsure of what to do,
just started to blindly fire up between Leslie’s legs. The city was being humiliated, realizing they
were being danced over.
***
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***
“Haha! Oh yeah…” Leslie mumbled as she twerked her
naked ass and pussy over Aker a few times, popping out her ass as she reached
down and picked up her skirt a little bit from around her knees to show the
tinies more of her bare thighs and crotch.
Leslie continued to bounce and jiggle her ass a bit as even Kristen
couldn’t help but chuckle at the futile attempts of General Werth and his soldiers
trying to shoot up the skirt of a twerking Leslie.
Kristen trying to hide it though,
placing a few fingers over her mouth as if attempting not to laugh, but she
couldn’t hold it, a few more giggles escaped her mouth as Leslie took a wider step
out from Aker to widen up her hips, dropping her body low over the city with a
few more bounces of her ass over the city, Leslie biting her lip b as she felt
the warm explosions between het toned legs, raising her hand up in the air as
if enjoying herself on a nightclub dancefloor.
Kristen feeling her phone vibrate
over and over, ignoring it as she nearly busted into an uncontrollable laughter
at her sister looking like a fool. “Hey,
it’s your turn!” Leslie said as she stood back up, straightening out her skirt
and stepping over the city and next to Kristen.
“Haha! What?
No… I can’t dance like that…” Kristen said.
“What did we just talk about?”
Leslie said with a grin.
“Ugh… fine… but you’re not allowed
to laugh…” Kristen said as she continued to smile, a little bit of childlike embarrassment
in her voice as she giggled a bit. Kristen
taking a wide and awkward step over the city as Leslie chuckled a bit as the
clumsy motion. Kristen straddling Aker
between her boots with a smile on her face.
Kristen dropping her butt down, the denim throughout her tight jeans
stretching around her curving thighs and ass as it seemed like the threads were
going to tear as she could hear the pops of the military firing at her, hitting
the vast curves of her ass.
Kristen shaking her ass over Aker,
but not with the same sexuality that Leslie had, Kristen having the bigger ass
though, filled Aker’s sky with more terror and a bigger target for the tiny missiles. Kristen widening her legs as she ran her
hands between her thighs a few times as Leslie smirked and raised an eyebrow. “Okay, that’s enough…everyone relax…” Kristen
said with a tiny embarrassing giggle as she raised herself up to full height
and stepped over Aker.
***
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***
The sisters exited the room. Kristen locking the doors while they laughed
a bit from the mischief they had just caused as their heels stamped up the
hallway. Kristen grabbing Maddy out of
her pen, Maddy not really wanting to be taken out, started to cry immediately
as Kristen gently carried her upstairs to calm her down and eventually feed her
in the pink bedroom.
Kristen taking a moment to think on
Leslie’s words, Leslie was right, eventually Kristen would have to show Madelyn
her other life, but not until she was much older, thinking about what kind of a
confident mother she wanted to be, someone for Maddy to look up to as a child and
as teenager. Kristen bringing Madelyn
back downstairs a little while later to a smiling Leslie on the couch still
watching the same political drama on television.
“Come on, we’re not letting these
outfits go to waste! Let’s go eat and go
birthday shopping! I’m starving” Leslie
said with some excitement as Kristen happily agreed, feeling a little bit of
that excitement too.
Kristen and Leslie singing in the
car to their favorite songs from when they were teenagers as Maddy giggled and
cooed in her child seat. Driving
downtown and going to the more upscale shopping district in Lakeside to get
lunch at a chic restaurant that wasn’t too busy. Kristen insisted on paying but Leslie
wouldn’t let her, reaffirming that it was indeed Kristen’s birthday and that
she should be spoiled like the goddess she was.
“I keep getting texts from the
cities, some of them are calling me a psychopath…or a bitch…or a brat...”
Kristen said, pulling out her phone as she finished her plate of food.
“Well, you’re none of those things…nobody
ever wants a woman to run their country…of course they’re going to be mad at
you when you have a little fun… you have goddess energy now, who cares what
they think” Leslie said before taking a big bite of her dessert.
Afterwards, Leslie and Kristen went
into a tech store, and much to Kristen’s resistance, Leslie had bought her a
tablet, Leslie explaining that it was for her rooms in order to better organize
communications with her toys as Kristen had no choice but to accept the
gift.
After a few more detours, the next
store they walked to was a jewelry shop, Kristen pushing Maddy in a stroller as
she toted around a few bags from some expensive clothing stores, the logo of “Isabella”
written across the side of the bag in gold and white cursive. Kristen was almost embarrassed at how much
Leslie had invested into her, but Leslie insisted it was out of love and that she
had disposable income anyway.
Leslie was eyeing a white-gold chain
necklace behind the glass in the display counter. “You know… I saw you just dump the keys to
your rooms in your pocket, that would be terrible if Ginny or Maddy got a hold
of them without you knowing…how about you attach the keys to this instead”
Leslie said as she pointed toward the necklace worth a few thousand
dollars.
“Les… no… that’s just too much…”
Kristen said, trying to stay as humble as possible.
“Hey… are you a goddess or not?”
Leslie questioned. The middle-aged man behind
the counter a little confused at the statement as he turned away, not trying to
be part of the conversation. “I saw that
you had Grandma Ingrid’s jewelry box, why not actually put some jewelry in it
for once” Leslie happily suggested.
The sisters returning home, Kristen
attaching the keys to her new necklace as Leslie smiled while Kristen closed
the case to their grandmother’s box. The
sisters spending their time with Madelyn, laughing, watching old movies
together. Crying about their parents or
talking about past relationships over a bottle of wine. Ginny even coming over one night. Kristen a little nervous, but Leslie was
surprisingly getting along with her best friend, only making her feel better
about everything.
Kristen sat on the couch, all the
girls with wine in hand as Maddy wiggled around in her play pen while a quiet movie
played on the television. Ginny on her
left, Leslie on her right. Kristen
smiling for a second in the middle of a conversation between the three women,
looking towards the floor with a bit of a glimmer in her eye. She could see the life she wanted, the
glimpses in her imagination of how she saw herself as a goddess and a mother,
she could feel the power, she could feel her kindness, but she wanted to do it
her way…