Tonight we meet Keiko Moriyama, a 26 year old Japanese American woman who has made her career as a brilliant psychiatrist and psychologist. She has helped the police solve cases and people with severe mental disorders. Her passion to help others will take her to The Size Zone...

The pouring rain soaked the street detective Morris was driving on. He called me just a half hour ago yelling that they needed me and my machine for an emergency. He was vague on the phone so naturally I was curious as to why the urgency. "Morris, what's the emergency? Why do you guys need me at 10 at night?" I asked. "You been following the newspaper about The Burier?" he asked. "The serial killer targeting women and burying them alive. Of course I have. We do run in the same circles Morris" I replied. "Do you also know he's been fucking with us? Giving those girls oxygen tanks and sending clues to their locations in the form of calculus problems? Like some sick fucking game?”  he asked. "Yeah I heard" I replied. "Well here's something only the top brass knows. He kidnapped the Governor's daughter but he fucked up. We found him by tollbooth camera a few hours after she was reported missing. That's where the good news ends"

"We cornered the fuck at a gas station. A trigger happy beat cop shot him. The bullet is lodged in his brain and surgeons can't get to it. He's dying and if he dies so does that girl. We need you to enter his mind with that machine of yours and get the location out of him before he buys it" he said. "Whoa, wait a minute Morris. The Psycho Diver is meant to treat mental disorders not to interrogate people" I said. "Would it help if I told you the nut job screamed we wouldn't take Legion alive? That's what he called himself. Legion, like in third person. Like a fucking super villain. Real name Richard Bradley" he said. Okay now I was intrigued. Ever since I became a psychologist and help prefect the Psycho Diver, I wondered what secrets the mind stored. Every trip into someone's mind was different. Never the same. That what the machine does. It lets someone enter the mind of another.

We pulled up to the hospital and Morris lugged the portable machine out of the trunk. It consisted of two wireless electrodes which used the central processing hub to connect one's minds. What it did was scan each brain, isolate the neural impulses, monitor the brainwaves and forcefully synch those brainwaves. One friend called it brain hacking. "Hurry, the last victims only had 12 hours of air and she's been missing for the last 8" Morris said. I lay on the gurney and connected the electrode. It stung like a bee sting. I glanced over at this Legion person. He was around my age. Caucasian. Black hair cut short like he was military. A scar on his left cheek. Seemingly normal.  He reminded me that even cute guys could be monsters.    I pressed the button to begin synching into his mind. "Good luck Keiko" Morris said touching my forehead. "Thanks Kevin" I said smiling.

It like falling asleep and waking up in an unfamiliar room. It's unsettling. The room was old like from the 70's. Worn out wallpaper. The bedsheets were dirty. Sunlight filtered through dusty windows. I was naked. I always am. This is what we call residual mental image. With just a thought I formed a flowing white dress around me. The times I do enter the minds of others this image of me seems to be the least threatening. The floor boards creak under my bare feet. I opened the door. The human mind is complicated. Even more so with disturbed people. Rooms leading nowhere. Rooms locked containing secrets. There's only one person who can open them. The owner of this mind. In here they're King. Like a mental God they can reorder their mind to whatever they want. Only once did this become dangerous. A schizophrenic was a patient of mine. Delusions crippled his life. I found him huddled in a dark room. When I tried to speak to him creatures crawled out of the shadows. I could feel them cut my skin with their claws. I willed a katana into my hand and slew them all except one. I gave him the sword and told him he needed to finish this to be free. A month later the man was released from the mental ward and was putting his life back together.

One by one I opened doors. Some led to similar rooms. Others various locations like a school or different neighborhoods. So far nothing to help me. The room at the end of the hallway led to stairs that led below. I got to the lower floor and saw that the doors were all different in appearance. Some wood, others metallic.  Each one a different color like there were multiple owners of them. I opened one. A young teen sat on a bed reading. "Hello?" I said. He quickly turned around. He looked just like Richard but without the scar. "Who are you?" he asked surprised. "I'm Keiko. Are you Richard?" I asked. He got very agitated. "N-no miss. My name's Victor" he stammered. He was blushing looking at me. He looked cute with those glasses on. "What are you reading?" I asked sitting down. "Two Roads not Taken by Robert Frost" he said. Why was he so nervous?

"That's a nice poem. I'm a fan of his too. Victor, do you know where Richard is?" I asked. "Don't say that name! He prefers Legion" he said putting his hands over his ears. "Hey nerd boy! What's with the yelling?" a loud voice yelled from the hallway. "Oh shit! He can't find you! He does bad things to people!" he said. He looked around and couldn't find a hiding place for me. He touched my shoulder. "It's okay. I won't let him hurt you" he said. I watched astonished as he grew bigger and bigger. No, I was getting smaller! He was shrinking me! How strong was he to manipulate my mental image of myself?! Was he this scared for me? He stopped shrinking me when I was about 6 inches tall. He snatched me up and told me to hide under the pillow. The door flew open just as I hid from sight. 

"Fuck you doing in here poindexter" a voice yelled. It sounded like Victor's except deeper.  I poked my head out just enough to see him. "Nothing Adam!" Victor stammered. The kid was scared shitless of this guy. Adam looked like an older version of Victor. Late teens probably. "You know better than to lie. I heard two voices before I came in here. One sounded like a girl's. Where is she?" Adam said grabbing Victor’s collar. "I don't know what you're talking about!" Victor yelled. Adam punched Victor hard in his stomach. Adam fell to the floor holding his stomach. "Lie to me again. I dare you" Adam hissed. "Please there's nobody in here but me!" Victor cried. Adam kicked him in the stomach compounding his injuries. Victor began crying and coughing at the same time. He was having trouble breathing. "STOP! I'm right here! Just stop hurting him!" I cried crawling out from my hiding place. I couldn't watch the poor boy suffer anymore protecting me.

"Well well. What have we here? Some Asian chick. Never seen you before honey. Tiny thing aren't you?" he said walking over to the bed.  He snatched me up so quick I got dizzy. "Hmmm....who are you?" he said poking my tits. "Let me go!" I yelled. "Don't think so. We're gonna have fun with you. A long time since we got fresh meat in here. Nice and tiny to boot. Just like we like them. Ain't that right Victor?" he said turning to the teen. Victor was in panic mode. He knew something I didn't. "Please not the cage. She doesn't deserve that" he begged. "Please not the cage. You whine like a fucking sissy. Instead of worrying about her you should worry about yourself. Wonder what will happen when Richard finds out you were hiding someone new in your room?" he said. Richard? Richard is the name of this fruitcake! "NO!" Victor yelled. This Richard person must be something else for even Adam to obey. Adam chuckled at his whimpering as he left the room.

His grip was tight on me. I could feel the heat and sweat from his hand soaking my bare skin. He opened a door further down the hallway. Inside were two others. One was around 19 and drinking. The other was a year or two older and was staring at a dog cage.  The cage...oh my god. There's people inside! There were 6 of them in there. Mostly girls but there was one man and one boy no older than 7. All of them shrunken like me. The boy was smallest at 3 inches and the man 6. "Look what I found guys" Adam said holding me up. "Bro where did you find her?" the drunken one said. "In Victor's room Pete. Little nerd had her tucked away" Adam replied. The other one turned to us and had this devious look on his face. He quickly came up to us. "Easy Craig. You’ll have your fun. First things first. Who the fuck is she? Do any of you guys recognize her from your time?" Adam asked. The both shook their heads.

Things were slowly starting to make sense. Each one had the same face. Slightly older or younger. These personalities were from stages in Richard's life. Victor must have been when Richard was more studious in school. Adam was when Richard was a jock in high school. What could have happened to fragment his mind?! "Whatever, open the cage. We need to tell Richard what we found" Adam said. Adam tossed me into the cage and snapped it shut. They left the room. The people in here looked at me and I looked at them. The man was in his 40's. He looked similar to Richard but was different. Huddled next to him was the boy. He did look like Richard. He huddled like he was frightened of me. I held out my hand. He recoiled. "It's okay Ritchie. She won't hurt you" the man said stroking the boy's hair. "Ritchie, that's a nice name for a cute boy. I'm Keiko" I said. He relaxed seeing my smile. "I'm Will. Sorry you had to end up here" he said. "Where is here?" I asked. "This is the cage where my son keeps people he doesn't want to remember" Will said.

"What do you mean?" I asked. "That girl over there. The one who looks 13? She was my son's crush in middle school. She turned him down when he asked her to be his girlfriend. That one over there that looks 19? His girlfriend in college. She cheated on him. That girl there was a victim of his as well as that one there" he said pointing to the girls. "What about Ritchie?" I asked him. "He's different. He's like the guys you saw earlier. He's part of Richard's past" Will said.  I finally understood what these people were. They were memory fragments. I've seen this before in patients with traumatic memories. When we remember someone we visualize them in our heads. Their personality and the atmosphere they let out around them. Like your first kiss or the day you were married. That picture perfect moment.

That's who these people were. Richard for whatever reason pulled them out of his memories to exorcize them from his mind. Like a computer quarantining a harmful virus. I needed to know more about Richard. What caused him to be this way? Maybe I could use this to escape and stop his other personalities. "You said victims. So you know he's s serial killer?" I asked. He solemnly nodded. "Richard has problems concerning the opposite sex. It probably stems from his mother" Will said. There! That was the core of the problem! Finally some headway! "I suggest you keep your mouth shut old man unless you want to see Richard personally" Craig said. Will flinched hearing that. Craig opened the cage and they all scampered to the other side. He grabbed me and pulled me out. "What are you going to do to me?!" I asked. "Richard wants to meet you" he said closing the cage. He walked down the hallway until he came to a black door. He paused for a second and then continued. Odd. He seemed afraid of it. We came across another door but this one was red.  He opened it and we went past a dark chamber. The walls were draped with silks. The floor was satin. It was like the old stories of Ali Baba. We came upon what you would call a throne room. There in the center was a black and gold adorned throne and sitting on it was Richard Bradley. Same age as the real one.

"Hand her over Craig" Richard said. The guy handed me over like I was a toy to be shared. Richard waved his hand to dismiss him. Craig hurried out of the room. "So it seems they're right. We don't know who you are. I'd remember a cute Asian piece of fuckmeat like you. Who are you?" he asked rubbing my crotch. I whimpered which he enjoyed. I had to compose myself. I had to be strong if I was going to get out of this. "I'm...I'm a psychologist. My name's Keiko. Please stop doing that" I said. "Why? I'm enjoying it as are you. See?" he said showing me a shiny finger. I had gotten wet from him rubbing my cunt. A cold shudder went up my spine as he sucked his finger. "A psychiatrist huh? So how are you here? Everyone here I know" he asked. I needed to be straight up with him. Maybe learning he was dying would put things in perspective for him. "I'm not real. Nothing here is. I'm here to find the location of your last victim before she...and you die" I said. He looked slightly surprised.

"Dying? I've never felt better. I don't know your game but I'm not buying your psych bullshit. You're somebody I know we just don't remember" he said. "We as in Legion?" I asked. "Hmm...so you know about that? Goes to support you're a memory like those others. It's no surprise I call myself that for am not Richard Bradley for I'm not one person. I...we are many. We are Legion" he said smiling. I've seen crazy but this guy was a whole new flavor. "Cut this third person Lex Luthor shit out! You are Richard Bradley! You've killed four people and now a fifth girl is on the line! Where is she?!" I yelled. His smile melted away.

He gripped my leg and pinched down hard. I felt my femur snap like a matchstick and then searing pain. I screamed loudly. "Who the fuck you think you're talking to?! I'm king of this place! I run this shit! You don't yell and ask questions here! I do!" he snarled. God my leg hurt! You're probably wondering why I could feel pain at all if this wasn't real. The mind makes it real. My leg wasn't truly broken but my mind said it was so the nerves acted accordingly. I had to mutter to myself it wasn't real. It took a minute for the pain to stop and the bone to knit.  I could heal like a superhero but that was all I could do. One on one I might be able to restore my size and fight him but he wasn't alone was he? He was 6 people in one. Two were probably on my side but there was still the question of the other four. He was like a God who drew power from his worshippers. If only I could stop that...

"I strongly suggest you change that attitude or you will end up like this bitch" he said reaching into his pants. He pulled out something and opened his hand. Inside was a girl smaller than me at 3 1/2 inches. She actually looked familiar to me. Oh my god. She was the fourth victim! The cruel bastard used the memory of her to torture her here! "Say hi to Priya. She was this cute Indian chick I spotted walking to her car after getting off from her waitress job. Had to snatch her. The look on her face as I violated her wasn't near as good as seeing her face as I shut the lid and started shoveling dirt over it. Wish she could tell me what she felt as the last puffs of oxygen ran out of that tank I gave her. Still as you can see she like many other left me with some good memories. Priya what am I supposed to do to you today?" he asked.

"I'm supposed to worship your cock for two more hours and then grind my pussy on your lips" she said solemnly. "That sounds kinda dull the way you say it. Why don't we skip to what we do on Fridays?" he said. The girl looked up at him like he had signed her death certificate. "No...no...it hurts so much! Please just let me do what I normally do!" she said. Legion, as he preferred to be called, ignored her and brought her over his head.  He opened his mouth as wide as he could. Oh you sick fuck! You wouldn't! I watched in slow motion as he dropped her into his mouth. "It's Wednesday! IT'S WEDNESDAY!!!" she screamed as he shut his mouth. I put my hands over my ears to block out the screams as he slowly chewed her up. I felt myself gag as a trickle of blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth. He swallowed what was left. "God I love doing that. Such a rush of power. Best of all I can do it over and over. All I have to do is visit that memory again and pull her out of it" he said chuckling.

It was true in a sickening way. Memories can't be destroyed; only suppressed. Suppressed is what he was trying to the others in that cage. Even dead this girl got no peace. Now I was in big fucking trouble. In his eyes I was a disposable peace of fuckmeat. A renewable resource for torture and perversion. A memory fragment. I wasn't. I was a guest. A mental construct that felt real pain. If he chose to snap my neck, rip me apart, or just devour me I could die for real as in die on that hospital gurney due to traumatic brain trauma. I needed to play ball. "If you promise not to hurt me you can use me any way you want" I said. He burst out laughing. Bitch I can do that now. "But my way I can let you do it willingly" I said. He cocked his head to the side. "Sounds intriguing. Would be a change of pace" he said relaxing his grip. He sat me on top of his shaft. "Pleasure me. Finish what Priya started" he said. "Yes Legion" I said. I began rubbing my entire body along his cock.

He sat back and just enjoyed the feeling of a tiny woman pleasuring him of her own free will. "That's right. Rub those tits along my rod" he said. I was disgusted with what I was doing. Even worse my pussy kept bumping into the vein running along his shaft. I was getting wet again. "Use those tiny sexy feet" he said. My feet stroked him as I pushed myself up and down his package. I stuck my tongue into his pisshole and he gasped. I felt his cock throb and felt a vibration similar to when you hold a water hose and feel the water run through it. My body was struck with gallons of serial killer semen. I almost retched thinking he might be having a wet dream back in reality. "Hot damn. Better than Priya. Drained me dry in one go. You're a keeper alright" he said. He waited a few seconds to compose himself before pressing a button on his chair. Minutes later Adam came in. "Clean her up and put her with the others" he said. "Can I have a go with her?" he asked. "Sure. Just don't hurt her...too much" Legion replied.

Adam carried me back to the cage room. We passed that back door again. "What's in there?" I asked. I saw Adam tense up. "Nothing you need to know" he replied rolling his eyes at the door. We returned to the cage room. "Clean the bitch up. Richard took a liking to her. That also means no hurting her" Adam said handing me to Pete. "Aw man we can't have fun with her?" he asked. "I didn't say that. I said no hurting her. Didn't say you couldn't rape her. Just be gentle as you do it. Goes double for you you crazy fuck" Adam said pointing to Craig. Pete took me to a sink and washed off the dried cum on my body. He took pleasure rubbing his finger back and forth between my tits. "Hurry the fuck up man. I want her pussy in my mouth!" Craig yelled. "Fuck off man. I'm just getting started with her. Play with Clarissa if you need to scratch that itch...one track mind motherfucker" Pete said whispering under his breath. They didn't like each other. Maybe I could use that to my advantage.

Craig scowled and went to the cage. He popped it open and reached in. I could only watch as he dragged that 4 inch 13 year old girl out from her corner. She was crying and yelling. Craig jammed the girl feet first into his mouth and sucked on her. The girl just sobbed hanging out of his mouth. "You're pretty. Very pretty. Nice titties for an Asian girl. Great legs and dainty feet" he said leaning in. He began kissing me. Well not so much as kissing as more like sucking on my face. I felt my stomach churning as his wet, warm, smelly saliva and breath flooded my senses. I had to play ball. I needed have him infatuated with me if my plan forming in my mind would work. He pulled back and I grabbed his lips and pulled myself forward. I returned his kisses. He smiled softly. It was strange. His smile showed hints of compassion. A boyish quality in his eyes. His finger gently stroked my tits. I couldn't help but moan a little. His kisses traveled down my body stopping just a few seconds over my crotch. He chuckled as I groaned and shuttered. He liked teasing me.

His fingers gripped my leg gently. He fondled it enjoying the feeling of my smooth skin and muscles. He looked into my eyes and lifted my leg up. He stuck out his tongue and began licking my sole. It tickled! He smiled and the sucked my leg all the way to my thigh into his mouth. I could feel my toes brushing against his taste buds. He let go of my leg and brought my crotch to mouth level. He held me in place with one hand and squeezed my ass with another. His tongue parted my thighs and I felt him sucking what juices came out of my cunt. I've had oral sex before but never this intense. Oh crap. If I cum here I'm gonna cum in the real world. Ah shit. I can see it now. Waking up with wet panties and people staring at me like I’m a pervert.

"It feels so good Pete. I want only you to do this to me" I moaned. He stopped sucking my pussy and looked at me.  He seemed sad. "Drop your pants. I want your giant cock" I whispered. Pete actually blushed! He dropped his pants and lowered me onto his shaft. For the second time today I was helping a giant get his rocks off. I took my time with Pete. I was more sensual with him. Kneading his balls, rubbing my feet along his shaft. Scooting my ass along his length. He moaned and groaned himself to orgasm. Shot after shot came out of his cock. He looked down just as I scooped a dribble of cum into my hands and ate it. He gasped as he saw me smile. It was vile. The taste was bitter as fuckety fuck and I'd never will forget it. Worse than the time I swallowed my boyfriend's load by accident. I loud scream came from our right. We turned to see Craig crunching that girl up like she was popcorn. Pete went flaccid as Craig swallowed the pulped girl.

"Jesus fucking Christ man! Again?! Can't you go one turn without eating the fucking girl?!" Pete yelled. "We can always grab her again!" Craig yelled wiping the blood from his mouth. "That's not the fucking point bro. Look at this girl on my cock here! She willingly jerked me off! You know how fucking hot that is?! No, all you know is how to torture shit!" Pete yelled. Craig got pissed and stood up. "Fuck you say to me burnout?! All you know how to do is drink and smoke weed!  Ever since you got drunk and ate that boy you've been different. You think you're better than me? You ain't. Just a burnout that got us kicked out of college. I see why mom..." Craig was saying before Pete stood up and clocked him in the face. I tumbled out of his crotch and landed on the floor. I scurried out of the way like some rodent to avoid what was coming next.

"I dare you to finish that sentence" Pete said. Craig wiped the blood from his lip, his own blood for a change, and glared at Pete. "I see why mom stopped talking to you" he said. "MOTHERFUCKER!" Pete yelled lunging at him. The two wrestled on the floor punching each other. It was like watching two titans of myth at war. "What the fuck?!" Adam yelled walking into the room. Pete and Craig stopped fighting. "I go and get this bitch here and I come back to find what? The two of you doing stupid shit?" Adam said. He indeed had someone in his grip. My god. It was that girl Legion ate earlier. He really did pull her out of a memory again. "He started it" Pete said. "I was going to end it" Craig said. "I don't give a fuck who started it and I'm finishing it Craig. I want them prepped for tomorrow. No quickies or rub downs...wait one's missing" Adam said looking at the cage. "He ate her" Pete said. Craig glared at him. "Well guess who going to get another of her" Adam said. "Aw man. I hate that memory. Watching her laugh at us as she turns us down" Craig whined.      

"You ate her so you get another. Them's the rules" Adam said. Craig walked out of the room sulking. "Here, take care of her and stay out of his way until he calms down" Adam said handing the girl to Pete. Adam left the room. Pete said nothing as he stripped the crying girl of she school clothes. He opened the cage and dropped her in. "There you are" he said seeing me. He picked me up and gently put me in. Pete sat down and out on his headphones and cracked open a beer. The girl was shaking with fright. I felt so sorry for her. "There there. It's okay" I said touching her shoulder. "Nothing's okay! That guy grabbed me and somehow shrank me! Now I'm sitting here naked waiting for god knows what and did that one say he ate someone?! Oh god will they eat me?! I don't wanna be eaten!" the girl sobbed.

"What's your name? Mine's Keiko" I said trying to calm her down. "Priya" she answered. Of course I knew her name. Legion told me it once before. "What's the last thing you remember Priya before that man came to you?” I asked. ”A man grabbed me as I was walking to my car. Something came over my face and I got sleepy. When I woke up there was a hole with a coffin thing inside. He told me I would be part of a game. He would bury me alive with an air tank and leave clues for the cops to find me. Then that teen came and I got small. Oh god. I died didn't I?! This is Hell! I'm in Hell!" the girl sobbed. I sighed. "This isn't Hell sweetie" I said. "So this isn't Hell and I'm not dead? This is just a bad dream?" she asked hopeful. "This isn't a dream" I said. "Stop fucking around! You're dead girl. Dead as shit" the 19 year old girl quipped. "Dammit! She didn't need to hear that!" I yelled. "Lying ain't gonna do shit for her. The sooner she comes to grips about that the better" the girl replied. Priya just shut down right then and there. Her mind couldn't handle the news. 

I stroked her black hair. She just stared at the floor. "You're not dead...technically. You're a memory. We're inside someone's mind. She looked at me confused and rightfully so. "I'm a psychologist working for the police. The man that killed you is Richard Bradley. The cops caught him but he was shot in the process. He's dying Priya" I said. "Good. Let the bastard die" she muttered. "There's a problem with that. After he killed you he kidnapped another girl. Only he knows where she's buried. If he dies so does she. I'm using an experimental machine to enter his mind and get her location before he dies" I said. She looked at me like she was trying to decide if I was crazy or telling the truth.

"Good luck with that" that girl said. I rolled my eyes at her. "What? Like you can do anything at your size and in here. Oh wait. Maybe you being a cockslut was some plan of yours?" she said sarcastically. "Look you got problems I understand..."

"You understand shit! You have no idea what it feels like to be me! Every time they open that cage and wonder what will happen to you today. And that's only if you survive. It's not the dying part that's the worst. Oh no. It's being ripped away from your world and having to deal with what's happened to you from scratch. Fuck. It's my turn to break the news to Linda over there when it's her turn to die. I've been eaten, crushed, drowned in cum, drowned in beer, overdosed on weed, suffocated, oh and  impaled  on objects more times than I can remember; literally. Now you say he's dying. Thank God! This nightmare existence is going to be over!" the girl yelled. What could I say to that? "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you" I said quietly. She sucked her teeth and I saw tears fall from her eyes.

A sudden tremor shook the room. The lights flickered and Ritchie cried out in pain. His father hugged him tightly as he convulsed. Pete cried out in pain and shook in his chair. Nobody knew what was happening but I did. The tremors stopped as well as Ritchie and Pete's convulsions. I ran over to make sure the boy was okay. "What the hell was that?!" Will asked me. I bit my lip. "You okay kiddo?" I asked him. He nodded. "Can you do me a favor? That girl over there could really use a friend right now. Can you be her friend?" I asked pointing to Priya. She had her head in tucked between her legs crying. "Yes" Ritchie said. He stood up and walked over to her. The tiny boy touched her shoulder and she looked up. "Please don't cry. I'm Ritchie. Will you be my friend?" he asked so sweetly. Priya hugged her boy tightly. It was touching to see but time was of the essence more so now.

"That’s a good son you got there" I said. "That he is" Will said. "I needed to talk to you alone. I have to ask some questions that he didn't need to hear" I said. Will nodded. "Will, I won't lie to you. Your son in the real world is dying. What just happened was probably him having a seizure due to pressure on his brain. That's why Pete and Ritchie reacted and nobody else" I said. I saw Will choke back tears. "Craig mentioned something about Pete eating a boy and changing. What did he mean?"  I asked. Will looked away.  Some time ago there was another boy here. It was my son when he was about 10 years old. I can only tell you what I knew of him. I...I wasn't around for him when he was that age. My son was into comic books during that time. Wanting to be a hero of justice. Just being a kid. He was in here with the rest of us. Well...minus three of those girls there. It was odd having two of the same son with me here but I loved them all the same."

"One day Rich, as they called him, was playing with Ginny. That's...that was the 13 year old girl that got eaten earlier. Rich liked her a lot. Puppy love. Anyway Pete decided to have some fun with her. Rich didn't like that. Pete got irritated at his yelling and swearing as he abused her and grabbed him. Next thing I saw was Pete swallowing him whole. Rich never came back. Rich was like them. If they die its permanent. Not like us. Soon after Pete began to change. Calmer and more loving to these girls. He still raped them but he wasn't cruel anymore. I think Rich's kindness was somehow absorbed into Pete" he said. "Sorry you had to see that" I said. "Be sorrier for Ritchie. He loved him like a brother. Poor kid was catatonic for a good while" he said.

This gave me insight to these personalities. They could die. Permanently. If more were to die the balance of power could swing toward Victor and Ritchie. They could restore me and help me in my quest. How do you kill giants? Well it's time to find out. I waited for a while and Craig came stomping in. He held Ginny in his hand. He sat down and undressed the crying girl. She was dropped into the cage. "Linda it's your turn" the girl said. The girl woke up and rubbed her eyes. She saw Ginny trying to cover her nakedness and looking at her surroundings. Linda walked over to her. I heard them barely. Wasn’t trying to concentrate on them. I was more focused on Craig. This was a dangerous game I was about to play.

I beat on the cage trying to get his attention. "Fuck you want?" he asked. "I'm really horny right now. Can you help me?" I asked. Craig got a devious look on his face. So sinister it froze my blood. Keep it together girl. Craig grabbed me and sat back down. He held me and snickered. Pete was dozing off and hadn't noticed. "Will you molest me? Pete was too gentle. I want it dirty and rough" I said. The words spewing from my mouth was like Viagra to him. He flipped me over and began licking my ass like it was ice cream. I yelled as his tongue parted my cheeks. He began biting my legs leaving marks. It hurt! My whimpering turned him on further. He was sucking my feet. Biting my ankles. Sucking my tits like candies. The pain and pleasure made me wet. The moment was coming. He held me upside down by my ankles and began sucking my pussy for all the wet nectar I could make. I came within seconds. He wasn't done. He kept sucking for more. The orgasms and the blood rushing to my head felt like I would pass out. I didn't dare to. No telling what he would do then. Here we go...

"PETE HELP ME!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Pete woke up immediately and saw what was happening. He saw my crying face. "Fuck you doing man?! She's not to be harmed!" Pete yelled standing up. "She was asking for it!" Craig said. "Like Ginny asked to be your fucking snack?!" Pete said gripping his collar. "I won't kill her. Beside I think she likes pain" he said pushing his pinky finger into my pussy. It was like someone trying to push a baseball bat into you. I screamed in pain. No acting for that one. "Son of a bitch!" he yelled slugging Craig. Craig tumbled out of the chair knocking over a beer bottle. The bottle shattered onto the floor. I ran to the cage and pulled on the door. Craig and Pete were fighting like last time but this time Pete was running on full rage. Craig hurt his "girl" and he wanted vengeance. Pete got on top of Craig and began choking him. The rage in his eyes I'll never forget. Craig turned blue and began franticly tried to fight back but as the seconds ticked by he slowed down.

His eyes rolled to the back of his head and then he was still. Craig was dead. Pete gasped from exhaustion. He looked around for me. "Keiko you okay?" he asked calling for me. I picked up a piece of glass about an inch long and held it behind me. He saw me and picked me up. He nuzzled me close to his cheek. "Thank god you're okay. You're safe now" he said. I kinda hate myself for what I did next. His eyes were closed so he never saw what was coming. His eyes went wide from shock and he dropped me. Blood squirted from his jugular like a fountain. I used that shard of tiny glass to cut him open. The look of shock and betrayal in his eyes. No hate just that "why" look. I turned away. He loved me in his own sick conflicted way and I killed him. His eyes went glassy and he slumped over Craig. His last movement was to reach for me. No fist just a finger. One last petting of his love pet. I let him have it. His hand went thunk to the floor next to me.

I went back to the cage. "Find a hiding place everyone" I said. They all walked out timidly like they were doing something wrong coming out of that cage on their own. "Holy shit she killed them! Three cheers for the new girl!" that girl said. "I don't think she's in a cheery mood Tina" Linda said. Tina shrugged. I walked over to Ritchie. "Ritchie I need you to be a big boy now; literally" I said. "I can't they're too strong" he said. "They're dead now. They can't hurt you anymore. You're stronger now. Just close your eyes and think big" I said. The worried doubtful boy closed them. He was shaking either out of fear or concentration or both. Slowly he began to grow. Inches turned into feet. Within a minute he towered over us at 4 ft. tall. He blushed and realized he didn't have to be naked anymore. He was more confident now. With just a thought some normal clothes appeared on his body. "I did it!" the boy yelled. He grabbed me and hugged me tight.

"Eek! Yes you did sweetie but you're holding me too tight!" I yelled. "Oops" he said putting me down. He was having trouble adjusting to his new height. He marveled at small the girls and his dad was. He bent down to touch Tina. "Don't get any funny ideas!" Tina yelled. "I just thought you were cute is all" he said moping. "Nice going Tina. He's just a kid remember? We're like sisters to him" Linda said. Tina realized what she did. "Sorry Ritchie. Just be careful" she said. Ritchie gently petted her hair. He had the nicest smile. It was heartbreaking to know how much he loved them and know he would lose them forever. "Ritchie sweetie can you make me big again?" I asked. "I'll try" he said. He tried. God bless his heart he tried so hard. He was sweating from concentration. No go. I was still 6 inches tall. "I can't! It's too hard!" he said upset. He was starting to cry. "Easy honey. It's okay" I said. His dad tugged in his pants leg. Ritchie picked him up. His 5 inch dad in his hand gestures for him to raise him closer. "It's alright kiddo. You're doing great" Will said hugging his cheek. "*sniff* thanks dad" he said. We needed more help. We needed Victor.

"We need to go see Victor" I told Ritchie. He got frightened. "We have to go outside. We might run into Adam" he said. "Yes but I know you can do it son. You're the big guy now" Will said. He looked at the other girls. "What about them. I can't leave them alone" he said. "Yeah it could be bad for them if Adam shows up" Will said. "I could carry you all with me if I shrank you all down some" Ritchie said. Everyone looked nervous hearing that. "You rather wait for Adam?" I asked them. The girls quickly shook their heads. This would be worse for me. Already he couldn't grow me back to size. Now I would even be smaller. We gathered in a small group and Ritchie got on his knees. His hands cupped around us. Slowly the world got a bit bigger. He stopped shrinking us. He lowered his hand and we all stepped into his palm. I felt the warmth from his palm through my bare feet. We all fit in his palm. We couldn't have been bigger than an inch a piece.

He gently and slowly raised his hand. Linda nearly fainted when she looked down from the edge of his palm. Couldn't blame her. Falling from this height was like a 500 ft. drop.

He pulled back the breast pocket on his shirt and we tumbled in. I landed on something stiff. I griped it and I heard Will gasp. "Is that what I think it is?" I asked. "...yeah" he whispered. I quickly pulled my hand back. Both of us were embarrassed. Will blushed looking at me as we climbed up to the top of the pocket. Ritchie poked his head out and saw nobody. He quickly dashed to the end of the hall. The wind roared in our ears. By the time we got to the top hallway his heart pounded like a subwoofer at a rock concert. He was terrified. "Is going to be okay kid" Tina said. Maybe it was hope. Maybe it was instinct bit Tina wasn't her hardass jaded self right now. The look of sheer fright was painted on the young boy's face. "I'm really scared Tina! What if Adam catches us? I don't wanna lose more people I love!" Ritchie cried. Teardrops the size of basketballs fell on our heads.

"Hey look at me. Victor is going to help us okay? Just hang in there a bit longer" Tina said smiling at him. Ritchie wiped his tears away and walked towards Victor's door. It was cracked open. Not a good sign. Ritchie poked his head in. "...no" he muttered. We saw what saddened him when he opened the door. The room was trashed. Spots of blood on the carpet. His book of poetry on the floor with pages ripped out. Adam beat us here. "Shit. I don't see a body so might still be alive" I said. "That doesn’t mean anything here. Adam could have shrunk and ate him" Linda said. Ritchie began to sob. "I'm pretty sure he didn't. They know what happened to Pete and Adam is too much an asshole to risk becoming like Victor" I said. "So Victor is alive?" Ritchie asked. "I sure of it" I said. Okay I wasn't so sure. What was certain was he wasn't here and what help we were counting on wasn't coming. We were screwed.

"Ritchie can you take me and Keiko out of your pocket and set us down on the bed” Will asked. He picked us up carefully and sat us on the bed. The bed was like a football field of cotton and embroidery. Will led me near the top of it and began whispering to me. "I didn’t want to say this in front of everyone especially Ritchie but there might be someone else that can help us" he said. "Don't keep it to yourself! Who is it?!" I yelled. "Keep your voice down! This other person...is Richard' mother" he said. "Where is she?" I asked. "You went to Richard's chambers do you must have seen that black door. That leads to her room. Her personal memory" he said. "Wait, a memory? So she's like you? We already saw that his personalities are stronger than you guys. How can she help us?" I asked. "She's like us that's true but her power here rivals Richard. He gave her that power. Why do you think Adam and the others avoid that door like the plague? The question is not if she can help us. The question is will she?" he said.

"Why wouldn't she? If she knew about Rich and Ritchie wouldn't she want to help?" I asked. "You don't get it. My ex-wife is nuttier that a squirrel turd. It’s the main reason I left her. Ritchie over there is around the time of his 7the birthday. The last birthday I spent with him. In fact that's where I came from. A memory of his birthday. The reason Ritchie exists is probably my fault. My ex turned all her craziness on my son when I left. Something even someone like me still lives with" he said sadly. "I don't see us having a choice" I said pointing to the wall. The wall had a crack in it and it was growing by the second. The wallpaper was peeling off. It was like it was withering away. "What's happening?" he asked. "Brain damage is setting in and affecting his mind" I answered. Will sighed. "Okay. Just be careful around her" he said. We walked back to Ritchie. We told him what we had to do. The poor boy went white as a sheet. "Son we don't have a choice. Things are getting worse here" Will said.  Ritchie put us back in his pocket and stood up. His shaking was like a giant boy sized earthquake. 

We made our way back to the black door. We got near it and Ritchie froze. Adam was walking right toward us. He looked as shocked as we did. He bolted toward us. "To the door!" Will shouted. Ritchie ran as hard as he could. His sneakers squeaked on the floor rapidly as he ran. We needed the door. All of a sudden the door began to grow. It was Adam! He was shrinking all of us! Ritchie was too weak and scared to fight back! Ritchie was barely tall enough to reach the doorknob as he turned it. "NO!" Adam yelled as we ran inside. Ritchie slammed the door. The boy was barely two feet tall. His heart pounding as he watched the door to see if Adam would follow. "It's okay. He's not brave enough to come inside. Not like you" Will said. Hearing that Ritchie calmed down enough to grow two feet. As he turned to face the inside of the room we were struck at its sheer size. Insanely massive was the only word I could think of. The ceiling must have been 100 ft. high! The furnishings matched the scale. Bookcases 60 ft. high. The coffee table 20 ft.. Everything giant scale. This and the lack of light didn't bode well.

Ritchie walked further in and was awestruck just as we were. An old television from the 80's played in the corner. The screen kept flickering between old cartoons and soap operas. As we neared another door we heard humming. Deep and soft. Ritchie began to tremble. "She's singing. She says bad things when she's singing" Ritchie muttered. Ritchie looked down at us. He nodded when he saw his dad smile at him. Ritchie opened the door. "I have a visitor?" a woman asked. She was huge. 50 ft. tall and dressed like she was going to church. This is what Richard envisioned his mother. Larger than life and domineering. She was spooking out a window and turned toward us. "Richard?" she asked. She ran to hug him. She nearly crushed us with her right breast. "I'm not Richard mom! I'm Ritchie!" the boy yelled. "Watch your tone Richard. I know my own son" she growled. At her size she didn't see me steal a glance at her. There was a wild-eyed craziness behind her hazel eyes.

"You never visit me. I swear my own son treats me like a stranger. Now get out of those clothes. It's time for dinner" she said. "Mom there's no time for dinner we need..." Ritchie was saying before she yanked him up like a toddler and held him. "You will do as I say young man or you'll be punished!" she yelled. We all heard s dripping sound. "You made a mess again...I swear I don't know why you can't be a model child" she said. The poor boy was so frightened of her he peed himself. Hearing her words he began shrinking again. In no time at all he was small enough for her to hold with one hand. Ritchie cried as she stripped him nude. We got airsickness when she tossed his shirt on the floor. Thank god for thick cotton.   "Dad help!" Ritchie screamed looking at his shirt. "Your father left us remember! Both of us!" she screamed. We saw her tense her grip and Ritchie cried in pain. "Daddy! She's hurting me!" Ritchie screamed. Will crawled out of the pocket.

"Leave him alone you crazy bitch!" he yelled waving his arms. She couldn't hear him. We were the size of ants after all. She stopped squeezing him though and looked dead at us. "Why do you keep looking at your shirt?" she asked suspiciously. Uh oh. Her sandaled feet sent tremors through the carpet. She bent down to get a better look. "Bugs? No...not bugs" she said seeing Will waving at her. She effortlessly scooped us up and brought us to her eye. That hazel pupil was like a giant polished brass disc. "William? She said picking him up. She held him like a child curious about an insect between her fingers. With just a hint of pressure he'd be paste. He was shouting and pounding on her fingers. "Wait, I can't hear you" he said putting us down. She put her hands around us and grew us to about a foot. Been awhile since I was bigger than a Barbie doll. What power she must have! Ritchie broke out of her grip and ran to Will and hugged him tightly. We were very much afraid of this woman. She was as stable as an atom bomb. "Hello William. Very nice to see you. Especially at this size" she smiled wickedly.

"Hi Veronica" William said. "It's been a long while since I've seen you. Nice to see you kept your looks" she said touching his chest. The man cringed as her finger brushed his dick. "You look well" William said trying to stay on her good side. "If that was true you wouldn't have left my ass alone with our son" she said wrapping her fingers around him. She raised him to her face. "It wasn't about your looks!" he yelled feeling pressure on his ribcage. "That's bullshit. My girlfriends told me they saw you with another woman before you left. Was it one of those whores there?" she said looking at us. Aw shit! Everyone scattered like roaches. She grabbed Clarissa. The girl wriggled in her grasp. "Please I didn't do anything! You got it wrong!" Clarissa yelled. "I hate women who use their bodies to get what they want. Including another woman's husband" she said coldly. She opened her mouth and rolled the girl in. Will didn't even have time to scream before she swallowed the poor girl. What in god's name did we run into?

"She was innocent for fuck's sake! She was just a victim of Richard!" Will screamed. The woman was so batshit crazy she didn't need hear his words. "Maybe it was another one? Which one William? Who was it that made you turn your back on your family? This one?" she said grabbing Tina this time. The girl was hysterical. Sobbing and screaming. "Leave her alone! STOP HURTING PEOPLE!" Ritchie screamed. All of us turned to Ritchie who was growing by the second. By the time he hit 30 ft. he slapped her hand causing Tina to fall to the bedsheets. Linda ran to her to comfort her. We were stunned by the emotional outburst of the giant boy. "How dare you hurt your mother!" Veronica yelled. She grabbed the boy. Ritchie winced seeing her raise her hand. Just as she was about to strike him a massive earthquake struck. The bookcases fell. Glass shattered. Cracks ran up the walls. One wall cracked so bad you could see into it. A void. A creepy void was inside. Plaster from the ceiling came down like thick tan snow. Was this the one? Was this the seizure that would kill this man?

The earthquake died down and stopped. This one was way worse this time. Fuck me the ceiling was collapsing. In the real world this would have been an 8.1. No doubt the next one would kill him. Veronica saw something was wrong. She sat Ritchie down and looked at her destroyed room and most of all that crack into the void. "What is happening to this place?" she asked. I found some courage and waved at her. "What do you want?" she asked me annoyed. "You want to know what's happening right?" I asked. She nodded. "Fine" I said. I explained what was happening. She was horrified to hear not just that her son was a killer but he was not long for this world. Tears fell from her eyes. So she had some decency in there after all. "Now we need your help. Richard will wipe the floor with us unless you restore our size" I said. The woman stood up and closed her eyes. With just a thought she grew us back to our size. She looked exhausted like it had drained her. Now that I think about it when Ritchie stood up to her he had taken away some of the mental hold she had on his psyche.   

It felt so good being big again even if I was still kinda short. Well I can't complain. 5'6 is still better than one foot. I took hold of Ritchie's hand and walked away. "Wait! You can't just go! Don't leave me alone!" his mother cried. Ritchie stopped. "I have to go mom. I have to do what's right" he said. His mother went to reach for him. She didn't snatch him up but hugged him lovingly. A tear fell from his eye. "Let him go honey. He has to do this" Will said. "I love him so much" she sobbed. "Mom" Ritchie said looking at her crying face. "Go son. Make us proud. I'll be right here with your mom and friends. Besides I need to talk with your mother" Will said. We came to the black door again. No surprise Adam was standing waiting for us. "You did it now. You went to see mom without permission and escaped your cell. Time to see Richard" he said cruelly grabbing Ritchie's arm. "No!" I said grabbing his arm. "Hands off bitch!" he said shoving me off. I hit the wall hard. He grabbed me and I felt myself shrinking again.

Wait...something's different! My body wasn’t shrinking! A weird vibration was coursing through it! Ritchie was holding my other arm. He was growing me back just as fast as Adam could shrink me! "Fuck's going on?!" Adam yelled. Ritchie shoved Adam off me. "So the little shit got stronger? Not as strong as me" Adam said cockily. He grabbed the boy by the collar. "Mom said she loved me. Did she say that to you?" Ritchie asked. Adam faltered like he said verbal kryptonite. Adam found himself shrinking fast. He didn't stop until he was just an inch tall. He looked up at us in disbelief. "Allow me" I told Ritchie. I hadn’t forgotten his cruelty to Victor or me. My leg still hurts. I raised my bare foot over him and slowly lowered it on top of his tiny body. Never in my life did I ever think I would find killing enjoyable but I did. He screamed as my dirty sole pressed the life out of him. The sound was nothing like I ever heard.  Like the sound of tiny twigs being stepped on in wet mud.

His shrieks as my body crushed his ribcage filled my ears and then a squelch as his insides exploded out of his mouth. His head poking out from between my toes was the only evidence of something human underneath my bare foot. "Keiko?" Ritchie as seeing me panting from pleasure. His face had a look of worry. I felt ashamed. This place had tainted me. With a thought I formed some clothes around my body. An unconscious motion to cover my shame. "I'm okay" I told him. We looked at that door. "I'm scared Keiko. I wanna be brave like you and dad but I’m scared" he said. "It's okay to be scared. I'm scared too. Being brave doesn't mean not being scared. It means doing something scary even when you're scared" I said. He smiled and hugged me. "I'll be brave as long as you're with me" he said. His sweetness helped me forgive myself for feeling joy when I crushed Adam to death. I hugged him back and kissed his cheek. "You ready?" I asked. He nodded. We opened the door.

The room was a wreck. The elegant fixings were broken, tattered, or otherwise destroyed. Cracks leading to the void crisscrossed the walls. Oh shit. The cracks were getting bigger and wider. This place wouldn't last10 minutes at this rate.  I grabbed Ritchie's hand and charged into the throne room. There sat Legion with his head resting on his fingertips deep in thought. Something was near his feet. Oh god. It was Victor! He was only 7 inches tall! Legion was punishing him for trying to hide me. His gaze went from Victor to us. "How the fuck did you get out?!" Legion hissed. "Keiko? Ritchie?" Victor asked seeing us. As we got near we could see how hurt he was. Broken nose, swollen eye, his arm broken at a bad angle. The bastard really gave it to him. Victor I'm so sorry.

"Why do I even have those useless fucks for? Adam? Craig?" he asked loudly. He waited and got no answer of any kind. "They're dead Legion. It's just you, Ritchie and Victor now" I said. "Think I care you killed those fucks? I'm strong enough to do my own dirty work!" Legion said standing up. We both walked toward each other. "Don't do this. It will only end badly. Look around you. Behind those cracks is the void. The place where minds go when they die. Even you can see fighting is pointless. Do the right thing before you die. Tell us where you buried that girl" I said pleading. He cocked his head to the side. "Nope, not telling" he said. "Why not?!" I yelled. "That's why. That right there. That look on your face. That expression of sadness and anger on a pretty girl's face is like Viagra to me" he smiled. I lost my cool and charged him. I went to punch him and he grabbed my arm. "Time for you to shrink down. Maybe I have enough time to jerk off using your body before I eat you. Precious little Ritchie there can watch" he said cruelly.

"Not you won't you jerk!" Ritchie yelled grabbing me. Legion frowned seeing his shrinking attack wasn't working. "You think you can challenge me? Play with the big boys?" Legion asked pissed. Ritchie answered with a punch to the stomach. Legion hunched over. God. Ritchie must have hit him with the force of a grown man! "Now you made me angry. You forget this is my mind and here I'm god?!" he yelled. Legion began growing and didn't stop until he hit 15 ft. tall. He was a giant who was very pissed off. "I'm not afraid" Ritchie muttered. Ritchie was strong but not experienced. Keep in mind he was only 7. "Make me big like him and give me a weapon" I said. "What kind of weapon?" he asked. "Anything your heart desires" I replied. A rod of light glowed in front of me as I grew. The glow faded and was replaced with a broadsword. The steel gleamed like polished mirror glass. The hilt was pure gold and a dragon motif etched into it. This kid had a hell of an imagination! Just in time too. Legion swung down with a fucking battle hammer.

I parried it just in time. "Where did you think this up?!" I asked. "We read about King Arthur in school. That's Excalibur...sort of" he said. Fucking cool. "Awesome Ritchie but you need to take cover. Grab Victor!" I yelled Ritchie scuttled over to him and pulled him out of the way. Long time ago dad had me train in kendo. He said it was about keeping traditions alive. I thought it was a waste of time. The blisters on my hands and feet seemed not to be worth it. Still I kept it up to please dad. Now those skills were trying to keep me alive. Ahh! Every time I parry that hammer it's like a shockwave goes through my very bones! It seemed like he was getting stronger. Oh no. It's Victor. He's so afraid of him Legion is feeding off of it.

"Ritchie! Calm Victor down! He's making him stronger!" I yelled. I barely heard him speak among the sounds of clanging steel. "Keiko is trying to save us. She wants us to be brave. Mom said she loves me. She loves us. She was crying with daddy" Ritchie said. "Dad's with her?" Victor asked astonished. "Yeah, so have to be brave for them" Ritchie said. And with that I began to gain some ground. Legion was having trouble swinging that hammer now. Like it got heavier for him. I swung the sword and got a glancing blow near his stomach. The look on his face was priceless. "What's wrong? Not feeling so godlike now? I can see why. Gods don't bleed" I said taking another swing. He bare lay deflected it.

"TELL ME WHAT I WANT TO KNOW!" I yelled. He grinned a sickening evil grin and then another quake hit. The back wall just crumbled like a cracker and just empty space was there. The floor near it crumbled away. This was it. The quake screwed up my footing and I stumbled. He took advantage and swung that hammer. Ah shit! He hit square in the hand. My hand was broke. The pain caused me to lower my sword stance. It would take too long to heal my hand. We had five minutes at best. And he needed only one to kill me. Time for a Hail Mary. "Your mother said she loved Ritchie. She ever say that to you?" I asked. Come on. Falter you bastard just like Adam. He laughed. The fucker laughed! "You think I give a fuck about that?! I stopped caring about what she said a while ago! Look at who you've met! Adam? He was me when mom wanted me to get a football scholarship! Victor over there was when mom wanted me to be an honor roll student to brag to her friends about!"

"Then I went off to college and felt free for the first time. Started partying to make up for lost time. Then I got caught with drugs and was booted out. That was Pete by the way. And then there was Craig you met. Tried finding relationships but all I ever saw in those girls was my mother. Never good enough for them. Always trying to change me. Felt so good to fuck and kill them. Therapeutic really. And then there's me. You say I'm crazy but I'm not. You know why I say that? Crazy people don't know they're crazy. They smear shit on cell walls. Talk to thin air. Me I know I'm crazy ergo I'm not crazy! Fitting that my final act will be to kill a psychiatrist. Bonus that it's a cute girl" he said raising that hammer over my head. I prepared for the worst and saw Ritchie had walked to us during his rant. "Get back! He'll kill you too!" I yelled. "No he won't" he said. "It's okay! You don't have to be this brave!" I yelled. "He can't hurt us" he said. Ritchie was calm. Too calm.

"That's a nice hammer. I've seen it before. Thor's hammer from the comic books" Ritchie said. "What of it?" Legion said. "Just this. Whoever picketh up thine hammer, if they be worthy, shall have the power of Thor. Thor doesn't kill girls so you're not worthy" Ritchie said. The words bored into Legion. His hands shook and the hammer fell to the floor with s loud thunk. "No...no this can't be!" Legion said. The walls crumbled away. He was so busy ranting he didn't hear footsteps coming into the room. We turned to look and saw it was his mother, father, and the remaining girls. "End this son. Don't die with this on your soul" his mother pleaded. Legion stood up. Everything fell apart except the small patch of floor around us. An inky black void surrounded us. Legion looked at me and then around us. "I win" he said smiling. No...

He ran toward his parents and tackled them. They had no anger on their faces. Just a pitying smile. They all tumbled into the abyss.

"NOOOO!" I screamed running to the edge. They were gone and the hope of saving that girl with them. I found myself shrinking down. Since he was gone I had more control over my mental image. "He was the last hope of helping that poor girl" I said crying.  Victor and Ritchie walked over to me to comfort me. "Victor, he never said anything to you about a girl did he?" I asked. He shook his head. "No, he was too busy hurting me our using me to make math problems" he said. Wait...math problems? Morris mentioned Legion sending calculus problems! "Do you remember the last problem he had you do?" I asked. "I never had the chance. Adam grabbed me before I could do it. I remember the numbers he gave me though. 37.347 and 122.331" he said. Oh god. Could they be GPS coordinates?!* The floor crumbled again and now just a small patch of floor supports us. It's time for me to go. I look down at them. "I have to go. I’m sorry" I said with tears in my eyes. They only smiled but I saw the fear in their eyes. No. I'll be damned if their reward for helping me will be oblivion!

(Author’s note: These are real GPS coordinates so don’t go out there digging for buried people ^_^)

“Shrink down both of you” I told them. “Why?” Victor asked. “Just trust me. I’m going to try something crazy. A miracle” I said. They shrank down. I motioned for them to be smaller until they were just an inch high. I picked them up just as the floor crumbled where they stood. A one foot square piece of floor is all that’s left. Seconds left for this mind. They looked scared. “Don’t be afraid. Close your eyes and hope for the best” I said. As soon as they closed their eyes I tossed them into my mouth. The thought of having two young boys in my mouth was mind-blowing. I could actually taste them. God please let this work. I swallowed them. I felt them land in my stomach and waited three seconds. Time to go. “There’s no place like home. There’s no place like home” I said clicking my heels. It was the mental trigger I gave myself to break the Dive. I hear yelling before I opened my eyes.

“He’s coding! Get the crash cart ready again!” a nurse yelled. “Clear!” another nurse yelled. I opened my eyes. Richard lay there not breathing. The EKG bleeped barely and then flat lined. I watched as they shocked him again and again. “Call it. Time of death 2311 hrs.” the doctor said. Tears fell from my eyes. “You okay Keiko? Wait…you’re not crying for this asshole are you?” he asked surprised. “You didn’t know him. I don’t think anyone did” I said. “Your brainwaves got weird…among other things” he said blushing. Crap. I did cum while I was under. “Did he tell you where to find the girl?!” Morris asked. “In a way. I think these are GPS coordinates. Get me a pen and paper before I forget” I said. He quickly did and I jotted down the numbers. He put them in his smartphone. “Holy shit Keiko. These actually are GPS coordinates. They point to an area outside La Honda. You did it. Good god almighty you did it!” Morris shouted leaving the room. I looked at Richard who was literally an empty shell now. They found the girl with just 20 minutes to spare.

Two days later he was buried in an undisclosed cemetery. I was the only one to attend the funeral. People worried about me when I said I was going on sabbatical. They worried about me being all alone. As I lay in bed I relaxed. It was important to relax to lucid dream. I dozed off. “So what are we going to do today?” Ritchie asked. “We can do anything. Go swimming in the ocean. Climb a mountain or how about fly like Superman?” I asked. Ritchie and Victor yelled they wanted to fly. “Calm down you two! Okay let’s go. Up up and away!” I said as we flew into the air.

My name is Keiko Moriyama and I’m the first person in history to have multiple personalities that are someone else’s and I’m happy with that…

They say that the body is the plaything of the mind. They also say that in understanding the human condition, the mind is the final frontier. If both of these are true then our minds hold the potential to surpass any limit. For the only limit is the ones we place on ourselves. This has been an episode of The Size Zone…