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.