In the not too distant future, overpopulation has reached the point where people are paid to be shrunken down to live in comfort in contained biomes. Some companies took this a step further and offered incentives for people to move into biomes that would be converted into jewelry for people to own and care for. Minirals LTD had created a program where people would live in replicas of cities they once called home, in the possession of caring caretakers. There were supposed to be many precautions in place, but sometimes things go wrong…

“This city is such a pain in the ass,” Del muttered as she gripped the worn plastic strap hanging down from the roof of the overcrowded train car. An overcrowded train in an overcrowded city. Everything was overcrowded these days. It almost made her want to move into one of those Minirals “pieces” that had been growing in popularity lately. Almost. A rude woman, who would conservatively be described as gaudy, shoved past Del, almost knocking her over had she not been holding onto the strap. People like that are why Del would never consider reduction, no matter the supposed benefits Minirals and the government offered. They would waive the debts of people in exchange for moving to the pieces. Half this city would end up in a piece at this point, she reflect with a grim smirk. Despite the escape from the stresses of her life, she would hate to be stuck in a ring on the finger or toe of that rude, gaudy bitch. She straightened some loose brown hair that had slipped into her face after the rude collision. 

Del worked hard and was almost out of this hellhole that she hated. She was better than this place and she knew it. She had the brains, and at 5’10, with long brown hair, and a fit but voluptuous figure, she definitely had the body. She just wanted to get both brains and body out of this city before it runs them down. Her train stopped and she stepped out onto the platform and then into the city proper. It was overcrowded and depressed. She trudged down main street to her job working in a jewelry store. She walked inside, noting a new display of Miniral pieces. Three of her neighbors have already moved out of the building and agreed to be shrunk into a “Paradise Piece '' in exchange for having their debts forgiven and avoiding the debtors' prisons. They said they’d be moving to a tropical paradise, not unlike the ones on display here. She leaned down and looked at the pieces, a ring, a necklace and pair of earrings, all a deep blue. She wondered if her former neighbors were in one of these looking up at her right now. She pursed her lips in a sarcastic kiss at the little losers in the display before quickly sticking her tongue out at them. 

While she’d never move into a piece like this, she couldn’t deny that she recognized the appeal of owning one. She’d be a massive goddess, literally holding lives in the palm of her hand, or her cleavage, or the lobe of her ear. Or… other places if she could find a way to relocate the gems without damaging them. There were some safeguards in place to prevent such things, but she knew there had to be a way around them. Her asshole of a boss shouted at her to stop gawking and get set up for her shift. Maybe she could talk him into letting her model the pieces on the sales floor, that way she could feel the power, just for a moment. She almost had enough money saved up to move away, but maybe she could dip into it for a piece of her own? Eh, who was she kidding. She’d never be able to own one of these. 

Several years later…

Del had moved on and actually lived in a nice apartment in a cleaner and more prosperous city. She’d gone back to school and gotten a degree in media management, landing a job at a firm that rapidly grew in success. Coincidentally, one of their biggest clients was the parent company of Minirals LTD.. The best part of her new situation to her was how spacious things were here. She was thrilled to not feel like she was being constantly crammed up someone's ass, metaphorically speaking, as she was in her old city. Speaking of, she had been on the lookout for finally acquiring a Minirals piece of her own and had learned that they had started a “Cities of the World'' series in which they gave the poor and downtrodden of particular cities the chance to be shrunken down and moved into more spacious and cleaner recreations of their home cities. Due to the increasing debts in the world, thousands, maybe even millions were signing up for the opportunity. The recreations were near perfect, each containing thousands of people. Which also meant that they weren’t cheap. She was surprised to see that a recreation of her former home city had been created and would go up for sale soon. Del was in a much more prosperous situation now, but still lived fairly frugally. Still, what was the purpose of gaining wealth if not to indulge certain desires from time to time. 

For the people who had moved into the piece, it was indeed a great change. Sure, some of them were hesitant to be shrunken down and placed in a piece of jewelry, but at the same time, they didn’t want to go to a debtor’s prison and end up working on a farm or doing other menial labor. Here at least, all of their needs would be met and they would have much nicer and spacious accommodations due to the city being fabricated by replicant printers as were their needs being provided for through synthesizers. The same company that owned Minirals held the patents for all this technology, so it was a pittance for them to make miniaturized versions of it for the well-being of their tiny charges. They also got a great kickback from the government for helping with the population and poverty crisis.

Their piece was set as the centerpiece of a large necklace, with a dome that resembled rose quartz. Though they knew the app that their eventual purchaser would possess could alter that, as would it give them access to communicating with the outside world. Some of the men who were in the city had seen stories about how some attractive models would allow the inhabitants of their pieces to take and post photos of them as they wore the jewelry. For now, they sat bored in a box, then a display case. Then for a brief photoshoot, they were around the neck of a model who claimed to be from the city, resting just above her cleavage, which filled part of their skies. Then back in a display case. Then back in a box. Their lives moved on as they barely paid attention to the outside world. Finally, the day came when they were roughly dumped out of the jewelry box into the hand of their new owner. A young woman in her early thirties who looked down at them with a mix of smug satisfaction, contempt and lust. A few people in the city felt they recognized this woman. Was she an occupant of the original city? The perspective of their sky changed as she placed the necklace around her neck.

Del took a few pictures of herself in her nicest business clothes modeling the inch and a half wide gem that now hung from her neck. 14,000 people hung just over her breasts. The thought off that alone caused the heart beneath said breasts to beat with excitement. She could close her hand around them and seal them entirely in darkness. She knew that the streetlights of the city would account for that, but ignored it for now. All of these people were entirely at her mercy. She looked at the app on her phone which would allow her to address or interact with these people, and which was the only thing that would allow them to interact with the world. She saw a stream of posts from the tiny people flooding their recently dormant social media accounts. Some thought she looked familiar, others found her to be attractive. She smirked at that. Of course she was attractive. Still, she did not want pictures of her face posted online, especially not with what she had in mind for them. So she muted them. As in she blocked their access to the wider world. It was a privacy feature that prevented people from posting unwanted things about their new owners. They were still trying to post. The various communiques to the outside world existing in limbo. Only the people who were calling those on the outside noticed that their connection to the world was cut off. 

Del took the necklace off and walked over to an array of tools laid out on her desk, along with her favorite toy. She had picked up a few tricks working for that asshole jeweler and planned to use them. Speaking of, she had heard his shop went under. She wondered briefly if that pain in the ass was shrunken down in this piece with all of the other pains in her ass from her time there. Had she looked through the social media posts piling up that she refused to let out into the world, she would see that he was indeed in the gem. And he recognized her. And he was scared. 

Using the skills she leaned from him, as well as patience brought about from years of dreaming of this, she carefully removed the gem containing the tiny city from its housing in the necklace. It was not an easy process and the average person lacking specialized tools would not be able to do this. She smiled when she saw the tiny battery that powered this entire microscopic city. It was strong enough to power the tiny city and its protective features for centuries. With the flick of her fingernail she could remove it and cast them into darkness. No power. No synthesizers creating infinite food. No inertia dampeners preventing her movements from affecting their tiny world. The thought was very tempting. However, that was not her goal. She wanted them to experience this for the rest of their lives. Or at least until she grew bored of them.

She gripped her favorite toy in her hand and looked at it. It was a remote-controlled vibrating buttplug. She used it so often that sometimes she’d forget she had it in. It was perfect for this. With specialized tools, she set the gaudy gem into the coupler she had set on the base of the buttplug. After a half hour of work, it was secured. She picked it up and smiled down at her handiwork. A perfect recreation of the city she hated, filled with the assholes that were pains in her ass. Now about to pleasure her ass. She tilted it in her hand, causing their sky to be filled with a hectic and distorted view of her bedroom. She then shook it violently for good measure to make sure the gem wouldn’t come loose. After all, it’ll be doing a lot of vibrating soon. She smiled and opened up the app, activating the option that allowed her to address her little captives. 

“Hey,” her voice boomed out of every video and audio capable device in the city. “Some of you may know me, but I don’t really care. You were all such pains in the ass to be around. So, now, I think it’s time for you to bring some pleasure to my ass instead. I know you guys were excited to be a necklace or whatever, but your new home is far more appropriate.”

She positioned her phone camera and picked up the buttplug with the city attached and waved it to the camera. She then leaned down, stuck her tongue out and gave a long lick to the gem, blocking out their sky for a moment. She then wet the actual plug portion of the toy with her tongue, something she’d never normally do, but she wanted to give them a show, and intimidate them. She pulled the toy out of her mouth with a wet plop. 

“Consider yourselves lucky. I could have stuck you on the part that actually goes inside my ass.” This was a lie of course, but still it was fun to scare them. “Welcome to the rest of your lives. I’ll be sure to give you some light. Some.”

With that she lowered her phone and positioned the camera so that it was between her legs. She then winked at it as she lowered the buttplug with their gem attached between her thick, fit thighs, to her firm cheeks, which she spread with her free hand. She clenched unintentionally as she slid the plug inside of herself, sighing with relief as she felt it settle. She looked at herself in the camera, and at the tiny people.

She could see the city between her cheeks. It was so small. Her ass looked so beautiful and powerful with them there. She grabbed the remote for the vibrator and turned it on. A sharp gasp and slight moan escaped her lips as she bobbed her hips in pleasure. Her fingers found their way to her clit as she began to pleasure herself as she continued her broadcast. She had a moment of embarrassment at the thought of what she was showing 14,000 people, but at the same time… they were up her ass. She increased the power of the vibration and began to buck her hips. 

For the people inside of the gem, it was panic and chaos. Their sky was filled with the bottom of her cheeks and the sides of her magnificent thighs. In the distance they could see the camera filming them. Every device in the city was broadcasting this. Her moans echoed in every building. As her pleasure picked up, the view from their sky was disorienting and sickening. Sure, they couldn’t feel what was happening but the view was chaotic. Her juices started to drop down, smearing their view through a slimy filter. 

Finally , she climaxed. One of the biggest and most climactic of climaxes. She lay there for a moment, breathing heavily. She leaned up, her ass closing around them, sealing them in darkness as she stopped broadcasting and deleted the app. She had no need to ever address them again. She was content, knowing that THEY knew exactly where they were. 

She wore them regularly, enjoying the knowledge that they knew where they were trapped. She reveled in the power and the humiliation she wrought. The only time the tiny, scared people saw natural light was when she spread her thighs while enjoying herself in her free time, or if she intentionally spread her magnificent cheeks to taunt them and remind them of where they were. If she walked around her home in the nude, light would flicker in and out through the movements of her grinding ass cheeks, causing the automatic streetlights of the city to flicker on and off. When they weren’t with her, they were in a box. She even considered loaning them out to a friend to unknowingly use. The idea was growing more tantalizing by the day. But no, these people were her pains in the ass, and now she enjoyed them. 

Nearly a year after she took them, she lazed about in her bed on a quiet Saturday morning, she considered removing the covers, spreading her cheeks and letting them enjoy the morning sun. Let them enjoy the natural light that she granted them, as she enjoyed her power over them. After all, even assholes deserve some enjoyment