"First we're gonna have some fun" Boris said evilly. "No I don't wanna have fun with you! I want to go home! I wanna go home!" Raf said bawling. His tiny squeaking cries irritated him. "Shut him up bitch!" Boris yelled. "Calm down honey please" Maria said hugging the boy. "No mommy I'm scared and I wanna go home!" he cried. Boris had enough and ripped the tiny boy from his mother. Boris tossed the boy into his mouth and sucked on him like candy. "No please don't eat him!" Maria cried. "Don't know lady. He tastes pretty good" Boris said to her. "Please I'll do anything! Don't eat my baby!" she screamed. "Anything?" he asked. The woman nodded quickly. Boris bent down and spat the boy onto the table. Other than some bumps and bruises he was fine.
Maria ran over to the soaking with saliva boy and hugged him tightly. "You two are going to give us some entertainment. I'll give you a half hour to teach them how to dance and flirt like an adult. Impress us and you live" Boris said to them. Boris let the three walk away to the far side of the table. "What will we do for a half hour?" Helen asked. "Hmm...we could test some of the limits of the table" Boris replied. "How?" Helen asked. "I got an idea but I need an oven mitt" Boris said. Helen wondered what he would need that for.
Boris typed in Flight Radar. The site have real time flight info of planes in the air. What Boris wanted was the GPS coordinates for one. He chose one in Europe, far away enough not to arouse suspicion. Boris found a Boeing headed for Rome. He typed in the coordinates and found it. He had to zoom out to keep it in view due to the speed but that fit perfectly with what he had in mind. Boris put the zoomed out portal right in front of the jet and waited.
The jet flew into the portal and emerged in front of Boris. Boris caught in in the oven mitt and the force nearly threw him into a wall. "You okay?!" Helen yelled. "Yeah...oww my hand...I'm okay which is more than I can say for these poor fucks" Boris grinned. Boris sat the plane down on the table. Maria and her kids couldn't believe what they were seeing. A Boeing jet shrunken down to 6 inches was in front of them. As for the passengers inside...
"Oww...what happened mom?" Christoph asked. He and his family were flying back home to Rome when the plane suddenly stopped hard. People were thrown forward violently. The unlucky few walking around were either unconscious or dead from the inertia. "Stay in your seat honey. Daddy will find out" the woman said. Her husband stood up and walked down the cabin. Left and right, passengers were groaning from whiplash or injuries. He finally made it to the cockpit door and saw an injured stewardess tugging on the door. The man helped the stewardess and tugged the door open. What they saw made the stewardess throw up and the man turn away.
The sudden impact of the oven mitt had crushed the front of the plane, especially the cockpit. What they saw was twisted and crushed metal mixed with mangled bodies of the pilot and copilot. "What happened! Did we crash?" a man asked. "I don't know" the confused husband answered. "What about the pilot?!" a woman yelled. "Dead. The copilot too. The radio's out. We need to try or phones" the husband said. The passengers all tried to call but saw that each phone had no signal. When they were shrunk, the power of the cell phone receivers shrunk too.
Boris and Helen let them sit in fear for the rest of the half hour now and then plucking the plane and putting their ear to the hull to hear their cries. Of course the passengers would peer out of the window but with such a tiny view couldn't see much of anything. Just a grey wall. "We need to go outside!" the husband yelled. "Be careful honey! We don't know where we are!" the wife said. "I will Rosa. Christoph, you're charge till I get back. Keep you mom and sister safe" the man said to his 10 year old son. The brave man opened the hatch and saw a world impossibly huge. His gaze was interrupted by Helen. He screamed as she reached for him. She snatched him up using her fingernails.
"Shit he's tiny!" Helen said. The man was tiny, at most 1/10 of an inch in size, no bigger than an ant. He pleaded for her not to hurt him but Helen couldn't hear his teeny cries. "Oh my god a giant woman!" a woman peering from the hatch cried. Rosa ran to the door to see Helen and her husband dangling from her fingernail. She dropped him on the table and got a magnifying glass to see him better. He was 32 or 33 by her guess and good looking. She had fun pushing him on his back with her fingernail. He was so small she figured she would have a hard time not killing him picking him up again. It was then she decided to lick her finger. She touched him and the mans was stuck to her spit like glue. She brought him to her eye. "At this size would I even be able to taste you? Let's find out" she said licking her finger. The man barely had time to scream before his vision was filled with pink and then darkness.
He tried to stand on her tongue which was hard her taste buds were like rocks in a road. He tripped over the bumps and felt something hard. He screamed when he realized it was a tooth. A tooth the size of a room. Helen's mouth was filling with saliva and hit him like a wave. He felt himself washed backward and then into a pit. The tickling free fall ended when he splashed into somewhere dark, humid, and stuffy. "Oh god I'm in her stomach!" he cried swimming in the acid. Her stomach was like a swimming pool to him. He felt the burning on his skin and his last thought was for his family. "Rosa, Christoph, Lana, I love you. Please be safe..." Rosa was in tears seeing her husband eaten. She slammed the door shut and walked back to her kids. "Where's dad?" Lana asked. Rosa just hugged her kids tightly.
"Time's up! Before we begin, let's increase the audience" Boris said to Maria and her kids. Boris reached into a tool box and pulled out a pair of sewing scissors. "What I use them to trim wiring!" Boris said seeing Helen giggle. Boris jammed the blade into the roof of the jet and began to cut along it. A minute or so later he had opened the top like it was a can of sardines. Both of them could hear the screams this time. 265 people can do that if all at once. Rosa saw the woman who ate her spouse and the man would could do likewise.
"I suggest you all come out on your own. I hate to just dump you all out myself. The fall would be like 50 ft. at your size" Boris said. Seeing the alternative, they all began to come out of the plane. Helen giggled at them sliding down the yellow slide the size of a straw. "Let me get a few thing s out of the way. First, don't bother asking us for help. Can't hear you at that size anyhow. Second, strip off your clothes. We're all gonna be naked here so you might as well too. And third, you will obey or this will be the fate of you all" Boris said picking up the magnifying glass. He searched out someone to make a good example of. He spotted a young 15 year old teen girl in the crowd. Everyone scattered seeing his finger approach them. The teen however was knocked down by the people and could only scream and throw up her hands to save herself. It didn't help. His finger weighed as much as a mobile home. "NO PLEASE!" she screamed as hit pushed on her. Boris took his time trying to hear the crunch of her tiny body. When he had pushed all the way down, a tiny pool of blood formed around the fingertip. He pulled his finger back, with the flattened corpse sticking to it, and licked it clean. "Like a pinch of salt" Boris mused.
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