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Chapter #8

Small Sacrifice

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Tatiana wished she could stretch her legs a little more, but the size of her cell didn't allow for much legroom. The captured woman could only make a few measly paces around the cold, dimly lit room before running into a wall.

Oh, Zeke... I hope you're all right... She thought while pacing worriedly. Though she was captured and thrown into a cell, she thought only about her lover Zeke, and thought about him a lot at that. Aside from sleeping, eating, and trying to walk, that was mostly what the poor woman got up to. She wished she herself were free sure, but that was only in part to have a chance to be with her beloved again.

Tatiana sank in the tattered bed. If only she wasn't so easily used as a bargaining chip, her and Zeke would never have gotten into this horrid situation in the first place. As her heart sunk ever deeper into her chest, she heard someone approaching her cell. The green-haired woman looked up and saw that it was Nuibaba, the same evil woman who had captured her in the first place. The witch was holding a plate of food in her hands.

"Here." Nuibaba said in an uncaring tone. The wicked witch placed the meal on the floor just outside Tatiana's cell. Tatiana looked down at the placed food, then up to Nuibaba herself.

"Why bring this yourself?" Tatiana asked, surprised by her captor's action. It was usually one of Nuibaba's servants who gave her food. The saint never thought the proud Nuibaba would be the one to hand deliver such a thing to her.

"Don't be a fool, it's not because I favor you or anything. Just shut up and eat it already." Nuibaba said through her teeth. The venom in her voice revealed her hatred for her beautiful green-haired captive. But when Tatiana simply looked down at the meal with suspicion in her eyes, Nuibaba got upset.

The witch kicked the plate with her foot gently to move it into Tatiana's cell. She knew she was being a little suspicious right now, but she didn't expect the air-head Tatiana to pick up on it. She heard the green-haired woman's stomach growl, and grinned. Her plan of starving the poor woman until she was desperate enough to scarf down any meal she handed the saint seemed to be working.

"Very well. Thank you." Tatiana said, blushing at her obvious sign of hunger. She sat down and at last ate her meal. Tatiana found the food to be surprisingly tasteful, not like most of the stuff they'd been feeding her up until this point. However, she wasn't sure if it was truly tasteful or if she only felt that way because she'd not eaten in quite a while. Even though she still had a bad feeling about the meal, she let it go and decided to enjoy a comparatively good-tasting dinner for once.

Nuibaba grinned with great anticipation as she watched her hapless holdling gulp down the meal. Everything was going according to plan. Alm and the other fools of the Deliverance were on their way to "save" Celica. It was well-known by now that they were not to be underestimated. So Nuibaba knew it was best to feast on as many souls as she could until they got to her abode, in order to grow her strength. As Nuibaba contemplated feasting on the beautiful saint's soul, said saint hacked up something.

"Gck!" Tatiana bent over and coughed up a bit of her dinner. She rubbed her lips, looking embarrassed as her onlooker watched her unladylike display. She noticed Nuibaba was grinning like a madwoman for some reason now. Tatiana felt more embarrassed and hung her head to hide her blush, thinking the dark woman was simply enjoying her discomfort in some twisted manner, but then she felt something slip off her head. She looked down and saw her headdress laying on the floor. She gasped and wondered how that happened, it was usually quite tight-fitting. As were the rest of her clothes, but now, Tatiana realized that even her dress was feeling looser.

"Wonderful!" Nuibaba cackled.

"Huh?" Tatiana asked, looking up at her mocker. She covered her mouth with her hands, but couldn't help but let out a surprised yelp, when she saw Nuibaba standing over her, now twice the size she was before! Worse yet, the shrinking saint's dress was rapidly becoming more like a wearable tent on her downsizing form. Tatiana tried to lift up her clothes, but gasped again as she felt both her gloves slip off when she tried to pull up her now oversized dress.

"Magic is a fickle thing, as you probably know." Nuibaba started, barely able to contain her joy at the young woman's expense. "Even worse when combined with alchemy. I wasn't sure if my shrinking spice would work on you, what with you being a high and mighty Saint after all. But look!"

Tatiana indeed looked down and saw her dress piling down to the floor as her body shrank right into it. She squeaked in fear, and blushed as her dress continued to pool out around her. Desperate to keep herself covered, Tatiana held up her dress high enough to do just that. But in just seconds simply holding her clothes was becoming too heavy a burden. The shrinking green-haired woman yelped as her dress overtook her, and she was covered by it completely. The last thing she saw was an absolutely monster-sized Nuibaba looking down at her with awful admiration.

"Wonderful, my shrunken saint! You'll make for a fine feast!" Nuibaba cackled. To her, it looked as if Tatiana had been swallowed up by her own clothing. Only the smallest of bumps in the discarded pile told her that there was a woman inside. A woman, shrunken to the size of a mouse, and hers for the consuming.

Tatiana was beside herself inside her clothing. She couldn't believe she'd been shrunk, and had so foolishly fallen for the witch's trick no less. She wished she'd never taken that last meal, as it was surely the cause of her sudden downsizing. Though she was naked and tiny, the shrunken young woman felt safe inside her clothes, hidden away from the outside world. That was, until she heard Nuibaba open her cell door and walk inside. Every step of the comparative giantess shook the floor ever so slightly, startling Tatiana.

"Oh no...!" Tatiana squeaked. Not only was Nuibaba probably about a hundred feet tall compared to her, evil woman had her right where she wanted her. To make matters worse for the poor little woman, she was still helplessly trapped inside her own dress. Far too small was she to even lift up her dress, her shrinking had left her so weak she could only crawl through the confines of her dress, but even then it was a struggle to do just that.

However, Tatiana didn't have to crawl for long, as her dress was lifted up by a huge hand, belonging to none other than Nuibaba, the whale of a witch herself! Cold cellar air brushed over Tatiana's tiny form, making the miniature woman shiver. Her three inch, nude form was now completely exposed to the world. Tatiana blushed a deep red and covered her body with her hands as best she could.

"Hahaha! It worked like a charm." Nuibaba laughed. She peered down at the tiny woman cowering at her feet. With just a single finger, she pushed away both of Tatiana's hands, exposing her nude little body. Tatiana cried as she was overpowered. Nuibaba, however, admired Tatiana's shrunken figure. "I have to say, I've done this to many of my prisoners today, but I'll admit, shrinking looks best on you!"

Tatiana gulped, worried what the giant witch had in store for her...
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