Chloe took a crisp sip from her water bottle, taking in the
warm sunny air as she sat down on a bench out in the quad for a quick respite
between her classes. Appreciating the opportunity to get some warm sun on her
skin, she took her hoodie off to relieve herself of it’s heavy weight. She
loved wearing sweaters but they felt a little heavy and stuffy when she was
forced to wear one to survive the frigid A.C. of the classroom. Feeling extra boss
today in her halter top she pulled her phone out for a quick snap to send to
her friends and figured she had enough time for a quick people watching session
before she had to be bored to death learning about economics for the next hour.
It didn’t take her long for a group
of people to catch her attention; a group of 3 young skateboarders around her
age, one of them a woman it seems, and a woman about twice theirs were in a
quickly escalating shouting match. From what she could tell the skaters were
just having a little fun while the woman was threatening to call security if
they didn’t leave. She also noted that one of them was pretty cute and thinking
ahead she opened her camera and took a few quick snaps, making sure to change
her zoom for each and every one, getting all 4 of them in frame.
Her
phone pinged, one of her friends replied to her snap. She replied back with one
of the photos she just took of the skaters, “Yo checkit out theres a karen in
the quad trying to kick out the skater boys”, her friend replied quickly “lmao
her again? The school should honestly just give them a place where they can do
their thing I’m so tired of hearing that woman’s shrieking”. Smirking to
herself Chloe quickly wrote back “ha yeah I can think of a place for them to
skate” before shutting off her phone and gathering her hoodie. It was time for
that boring economics class.
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Chloe flung her apartment door open and shed her belongings
from her body like they were poisonous leaches, letting out a great sigh as she
flopped onto her bed. An unfamiliar silence filled the air as she laid on her back and took a moment to
destress. Glancing over to the empty jar on her side table she groaned as she
realized she forgot to snag more photos during the day since she ran out of
toys last night. Unlocking her phone she scrolled through her gallery to see if
she had any she hadn’t used yet. She could easily just use photos she’d used
already but she liked the surprise and variety that came from a fresh batch.
Just as she was coming to terms with the idea she’d have to use repeats (which
was fine but like ehh), her scrolling brought her to the photos she took
earlier of the skaters and that karen from earlier in the day. A smile crept up
her lips as wonderful ideas started forming in her brain.
She bounced off her bed with a
renewed vigor, excitedly hurrying into her living room and eagerly clearing off
her coffee table to create what would be her canvas for her late night
machinations. For the next 20 minutes she ran about her house, collecting small
things and meticulously placing them on the coffee table. She up-ended half her
house gathering these little objects for her scheme; forgotten office supplies,
old school text books, an unopened deck of cards, a handful of forks, spoons,
and knives, a few bowls freshly pulled from the dishwasher, and a couple of
pencils among other small things. She was giddy with excitement as she stacked
books and playing cards ever so perfectly, one time rooting through her couch cushions
for a few quarters to put under one specific book to make it exactly the height
it needed to be.
Taking a step back to take in her
masterwork she let out a satisfied sigh, she knew it was time for the fun to
begin. She had to get up and find her phone as it had become buried under some
of the mess she had made creating her little project. “This is gonna be so cute
and worth it”, she grinned to herself. Kneeling next to her coffee table she
excitedly lifted up her phone and popped open her camera to take a picture of
her creation for posterity’s sake. She worked a whole dang 20 minutes on this
and she felt great about it.
On her coffee table, carefully
constructed of various household items was a crude but imaginative skate park
featuring everything a skater could ask for. She had drawn on her past
experiences playing those Tony Hawk games when she was kid to design her little
skate park, outfitting it with ramps made of books and playing cards, rails made
of paperclips and dinnerware, and halfpipes made of cheap plastic bowls, all
clustered together in what she hoped would be an enjoyable experience for the
guests that would be forcibly arriving soon. “Ah! Goodness this is going to be
so CUTE!!” she exclaimed with a little giggle as she bounced slightly on her
knees, making her large breasts and thicc thighs bounce a little. The sensation
of such always turned her on a little, there was just something satisfying
about the way her breasts felt when they bounced around, and it was priming the
fire she’d been waiting to spark all day.
With a bubbly excitement she opened
her phone gallery to the pictures of the skaters, bringing it next to a few
landmarks of her park and adjusting the zoom on the photo as she dutifully
analyzed her screen. She knew she had to get this part juuuuust right for this
to really work well for her guests and she’d take all the time she needed to
make sure that it was perfect. “Okay. That should be….. perfect! Yes!” Laughing
excitedly she quickly calmed herself as she focused on her hand, a familiar
warm tingly feeling spreading from the tip of her finger up to her wrist. It
was finally time for her guests to arrive.
Extending her fingertips to her
phone screen she reached out to the image of one of the skaters like as if she
were to grab him. She felt the familiar buzzy resistance against her fingers
before a gentle extra push sent her fingers into the screen itself. She grinned
in anticipation, the moment her hands breached her screen always had this
satisfying ‘pop’ to it but what she really liked was about to come as her
fingers continued extending into the image on her screen. She felt her
fingertips lightly brush against the skater’s midsection, it always sent a
shiver down her spine when she hadn’t done it in a while.
It was always so surreal how this
next part worked, as she gently wrapped her fingers around the body of the
skater that was clapping back at the karen, his body feeling more like strange
cold buzzing than any real surface or material. He was like a strange ethereal
posed doll while still in the screen, currently frozen in a moment of a real
man’s life, a moment that happened roughly 7 hours ago for her, but a second
ago for that man.
Feeling like she had a good grip she
smiled as she pulled her hand from the screen, taking the man in her grasp with
her, up and entirely out of her phone. What was once an image was now a real live
breathing little man in her hand, a man whose reality up to this moment was
fighting with some random woman he didn’t know but now suddenly finding himself
in an alien predicament in the blink of an eye. His emergence from her phone
was greeted instantly with his mid-sentence shouting from the time the photo
had been taken, “-An’t you mind your own busin-….-ess?” the anger in his
screaming quickly sliding into a scared confusion, he anxiously looked around
before he turned entirely around to see Chloe’s massive 26 foot tall smug face
smirking down at him.
“Sup’ bro” she casually quipped her
tiny 2 inch house guest, a massive smile strung across her face like a parade
banner. She always enjoyed watching how her toys reacted when they realized
their situation, the powerlessness and fear washing over their face an
especially loved bonus that sparked a deep horny predatory fire in her loins.
This guy did not disappoint, “Wha- what- what the fUCK IS GOING ON”, he shouted
as he struggled between her fingers. She couldn’t help but giggle at the
feeling of his tiny little hands, fingers and all, desperately clawing at her
much larger ones. Fingers that were a whole 2 feet in diameter and twice as
tall as he was, he was utterly dwarfed in every conceivable way. Chloe was
drinking it in like a horse to water as her tiny guest struggled to wrap his
arms around even one of her digits, the tiny sensations doing dangerous things
to her, things she had planned for much later. Right now she had to calm him
down so she could get to the fun cute part she had just put all that work into
for the last half hour.
In the time she has used this
ability she has come up with numerous ways to get new toys to calm down (or in
some contexts freak them out more) and she has a few personal favorites but
efficiency was what was on her brain, and for that she had one narrative that
worked particularly well. Attempting to drop some of her giddy excitement she
tried to exude some genuine care to help calm him down, “Hey hey hey guy, relax
you’re okay! Everything is okay and you are gonna be perfectly fine! You’re
just a little smaller right now but you’ll be back to your usual self in a
little bit, “ she shushed him gently, holding him at a little less than arms
length at eye level. Something about that position relative to her helped them
calm down quicker. “I’ll fully explain what’s happening in a sec, but I gotta
bring your friends here too okay?” He looked completely aghast, simply too
stunned to speak but calmer than he was a second ago, “I’m gonna put you down
for a sec, stay put and everything will be explained. I can promise you’re
gonna like it, seriously!” She gave him a cute wink at that before gently
lowering him to the coffee table and began pulling out the other two skaters.
The other two went through a similar emotional
process. The woman was a bit more aggressive than she initially predicted her
to be but seemed to quickly calm down once she started talking to her. Once she
seemed to become present to where and whose hand she was grasped in her
demeanor seemed to change slightly to being more nervous and closed off and Chloe
thought she might have perceived the slightest of blushes. She’ll explore that
later she thought with a smirk as she set her down next to her friend.
The last skater was the cute boy,
he looked softer than the other two and was acting much more like a scared
mouse before she calmed him down, which Chloe found to be absolutely adorable.
She knew instantly that he was a tiny little subby softy, one of her favorite
kinds of toys. He quickly turned into a hot blabbering mess as she set him
down. She brushed the tip of her index against his crotch as she unwrapped her
fingers, feeling a poking pressure on her skin. Little subby softie indeed she
growled to herself.
Now that they were all here it was
time to set the narrative that would make them eagerly cooperate with
everything she wanted to do. She leaned forward over the coffee table, making
sure that her huge breasts were looming just enough over them for them to
notice but not to hide her face, and placing her arms down on either side of
them to block out any distractions. She liked to make sure she was their center
of attention as she addressed them. “Alright, so here’s the deal folks. I am
something similar to an old god in your culture and this is my personal little
domain or dimension,” she gestured casually to the room around her as she
weaved her little tale, “I have brought you here from your realm to karmically
balance you and you will be returned to your world safe and sound once I’m done
with you,” she allowed herself to let go of her godly persona for a second on
the last few words, some of her horniness slipping through as she made eye
contact with the soft submissive one, “You cannot perish while you are in this
realm, so have no fear. Consider your time here as something a bit more extreme
than your city of Las Vegas. What happens here, stays here. You won’t remember
any of what happens here once you leave and you’ll be returned to your world at
the exact moment you had left,” she said this with an alluring but matter of
fact tone as she leaned closer in, her heaving breasts now touching the table
not a mere 50 feet in front of them, her hair cascading down around them as she
shrunk their world to include more of her.
Dropping
her voice to a sultry but calm whisper she looked them each in the eye, “So
there are basically no consequences that can follow you to your lives while you
are guests in my home, so lets have some fun, shall we?” She winked at
the cute one, giggling as he looked like he could faint from blushing alone.
She drank in their awe as she leaned back against the seat of the couch. Then
the feisty woman spoke up, “So like, if you’re an old god that can basically shift
reality however you want why are you living in messy dump like this?” her tiny
arms gesturing around her to the absolute terrible state the rest of the house was
in. Her friends whipped around glaring at her with nervous looks, clearly
fearing some kind of retribution for the words of their loud mouthed friend.
Chloe
had a flash of embarrassment and self awareness as she realized she hadn’t
cleaned up at all before hand and her story had a hole poked in it already.
They never poked holes in her stories before. Pushing her feelings down and
thinking on her feet she let out a chuckle, “Well that’s simple, if you saw
what my realm actually looked like you’d go insane! I shaped everything you see
so things would be more… familiar to you!” Chloe had a smug little smirk on her
face, ‘Yup totally saved it good job me!’ she thought to herself.
Eager
to get her tiny toys to shift their focus to what she wanted, she gestured
widely to the skatepark behind them, grinning as they turned to watch her humongous
hands leading them to the sight that was her little skating wonderland, “Enough
questions, I have prepared for you here an expansive and elaborate skate park
for the 3 of you to skate to your heart’s content.” They turned up to her
looking bewildered and skeptical,” There’s no gimmick or catch here. I built
this for you to skate and enjoy yourselves to restore karmic balance.” She
paused a moment, “well, I suppose its also very cute watching your tiny little
selves skating all over the place. Go ahead, have fun!” She leaned back with
casual confidence, they bought the story hook line and sinker as they always
do. Now the fun could begin.