Jake and Eric stare at you with a mixture of shock and fear. You are their best friend, and they never imagined you could be so ruthless. You crushed that house just because you could, after all. Affirming their worst fears about what you might do next, you focus your power on them. Seeing what you plan, they immediately shriek desperately for you to wait as they turn tail – right before you shrink them to the size of ants in the soil.
You are on them in seconds as they run through the grass blades disrupting them as they go. It must be a jungle down there to them, you realize. You bring your sneaker down in front of their path, laughing as they crash into the white, grass-stained foam wall. The object is so great in scale to them that you don’t even sense the impact.
Before they can get their bearings, you reach down and scoop them up. “I could use a couple of tiny slaves – and you two will do nicely!” You give them an evil wink and then pocket them.
Searching your bedroom for something to hold them in, you consider your limited options: an empty tic tac container, a shot glass, an old sock… all amusing options. But then you walk into the bathroom and have an even better idea. Reaching into the waste basket, you use two fingers to pull out the slimy, used condom you discarded after having sex last night. Noting the inside is still laden with a generous puddle of your cold semen, you grin evilly. Then, you pull both your friends out of your pocket with your other hand and let them fall into the opening. Down they both go, splashing and sloshing around the tip of the condom that their best friend had ejaculated against hours earlier. “BAHAHAHAHAH.” You laugh thunderously as they cough and retch as they become saturated with your cold, sticky cum, reduced in status to that of your spermatozoa that you produce, eject, and discard on a regular basis.
For a couple minutes you watch the pitiful display inside your old condom until you start to grow bored. There is no sense returning either of them to normal size, as they will certainly never forgive you for what you’ve done to them just now. You’ve established yourself as a truly malicious being to them, and there is no going back from here. At a normal size, they could pose a threat to you, and you certainly can’t allow that. These cretins would kill you in your sleep now if they had the opportunity! You would have to be insane to ever return them to their original size. Much better is to keep them at their current tiny scale, and remain a massive titan to them, untouchable and unreachable. Or simpler, you could completely crush them and end them for good. It would be as easy as putting them between your fingers and smearing them. Or simply placing this condom on the floor and pressing it under your sneaker…
Quite intoxicated with the feeling of power you have over them, you contemplate: what's a god to do...
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