Your friends continue to sneer at the tiny figure of Mike, stranded upon the flesh desert that was your palm. As the three of you stare down at him maliciously, you're suddenly hit with a realisation. Sure, you had assumed that your two friends had also inherited these physics-defying abilities, but upon further reflection, you realise this may have a been a presumptuous conclusion to have drawn. After all, you were the one who had shrunken down the irritating twerp who was now cowering under your mighty visage, not your two idiotic compatriots. As they remark upon your shrunken victim with awe, you raise your head to stare them down.
Eric and Jake. These two had been your so-called friends for the past 3 years, but really, you held quite a lot of reservations about them. Unlike yourself, they were nowhere near as locally renowned as yourself. Eric, the overweight and short moron, too caught up in his world of fantasy characters and video games to see his own opportunities to become successful in life surely flying by him. And Jake, a shy, lanky and not all too charming guy who usually reeked of nicotine. These two would be lucky to even make it into the reception of a university, let alone be enrolled in a competitive STEM course like yourself. Unlike your positive dedication to improving your physique and overall health, these two were content to waste away their lives, unconcerned about what a waste of potential they'd incur by doing so. Truly...pathetic.
You had always hated waste. Whether that be uncleanliness in your own home, to seeing stupid fucks at restaurants leave half the food they ordered to be returned to an uncaring kitchen porter, who'd no doubt shovel it into an overflowing bin, filled with all the other half-eaten dishes.
Upon joining the debating societies in university, you had feverishly put forth the idea that all this waste by people would inevitably bring about some form of karmic retribution, and had even proposed that the rampant climate change that was clear to see was a consequence of this wasteful nature. But now....
What if....you were that karmic justice? What if the universe granted you these wild powers in order to punish the world for their callousness and annihilation of the freedom lifehad provided? Going by that logic, whatever cruel actions you undertook would be justified, as this was humanity's collective sin finally being met with swift punishment. The bill always comes due after all, and who better than yourself to be that righteous agent? The fact that this turned you on like nothing else was just a bonus. Despite being a fairly well to do guy who was well-liked, you'd always harboured a dark secret: the thought of dominating and crushing tiny people was your greatest arousal. Course, that didn't mean you didn't have other interests, lusting over various girls on campus like any other horny guy. Your two exes could attest to that high sex drive easy enough, you thought to yourself, chuckling at the memories of their ecstatic moans.
But this opportunity in front of you now, to be, for all intents and purposes, a God, well, this was something else. Immediately, images of shrunken down office blocks adorning your desk, tiny inhabitants screaming up at your magnificent body, as you uncaringly crushed them without a second thought, or crowds of shrunken people running as your stroked your monumental penis behind, working yourself up to release a tidal wave of cum upon them, or even having a collection of tiny vehicles driving around your bedroom floor, while you eagerly stomped on them like a deranged game of whack-a-mole. You could even end up like that Unicron guy from the Transformers film Eric showed you one time, a cosmic being consuming planets for his sustenance.
But first, the matter at hand. You returned your gaze to the bug-sized Mike. You could barely make out his terrified expression, so small he was. Knowing your next two victims were intently watching, you decided to experiment with your new-found powers. You watch with glee as Mike's diminished form decreases further yet, going from roughly the size of an ant, to a mite, shrinking to a barely perceptable dot, maybe half a millimetre.
"Dude, I can barely even see him anymore!", you hear one of the idiots say with a tone suggesting they played any role whatsover in torturing this runt. Just as you were about to state that you could do this to anything, something completely unexpected happens. A faint gust of wind blows across your body and just like that, micro Mike was sent sailing into the abyss, unlikely to ever be found again. A rather fitting end for a complete loser.
"SHIT DUDE, DID HE JUST FLY OFF YOUR HAND?", Eric shouted, laughing as he did. You look over with contempt at him, watching him chuckle away like an imbecile. You had half a mind to take care of these two now, but another interesting idea sprung to mind. Behind Eric was the Coleman's house. They were a young couple, recently moved into your neighbourhood when Dave Coleman had landed a job at your father's law firm. Nice enough people, himself and his wife, Sarah. Not that you really cared about that right now, as you made your way past Jake and Eric to focus on the house. This was the next test, a fairly decent sized structure, but about to be rapidly remodelled.
Channelling your latent cosmic energy, you focused on shrinking the house. Within 2 seconds, the once impressive structure became little more than the size of a matchbox. The foundations bare, and broken water mains spluttering, you stride over to collect your prize. Fortunately, their house was situated at a cul de sac, a decent distance away from the nearest house, that being your own, so it was unlikely that anyone was able to witness it. You look down at the little model house, undamaged from the transformation. With a callous smirk, you raise your foot over it, casting the house in a cool shadow. You didn't know if it was occupied or not, but you guessed it was empty, based on the lack of car outside on the driveway. Relishing the supreme power you wield, you begin to descend your foot...
Unbeknownst to you, Jake had left his car at the garage, and he and his wife, along with another couple, the Trinans, were happily conversing in the living room. The first thing they'd noticed was the power cut, as instantly everything went dead. As Dave got up to investigate, he smelled something like fresh...soil? And then, they all heard a boom, almost like an explosion going off just outside, rapidly followed by another and then another until an eerie silence descended. Almost as quickly, it all suddenly went dark, and Dave rushed to his window, to see what had happened. In his last moments, he saw something that his mind couldn't fathom. It was a the tread of a running shoe, hanging over his head, with bits of semi-dried soil in clumps. Dave would never have the chance to rationalise the image in his mind, as he, Sarah, and Johm and Marie Trinian, were caught be beneath the collapsing roof....
You lift your foot to observe the damage. The little house was in splinters, everything was decimated. It would appear your new-found powers reduce the density and strength of things they alter to their proportional size. As you nudge through the broken pieces of barely recognisable furniture, you notice a splash of crimson within the pile. You continue to move the debris, and discover the crushed remains of what you assumed was one of the Coleman's. Based on the hair, you guessed it was Sarah, but honestly, it was hard to tell. It looked like a crushed bug, the features barely even recognisable as human. The body was pulverised, a three-dimensional person made into a mashed up mix and blood, bone and viscera. And you couldn't have been more turned on at the sight. The thought of wielding such absolute power over the world filled your head with possibilities. But what to do next?
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