Playtime

Summary: A young sorceress is misusing her powers to terrorize the earthlings.

Zoe’s playtime 

Zoe rubbed the sleepy remnants of her languid eyes and hoisted herself up from the downy pillow. 

She raked some tangles of her ragged, ebony hair and stretched out with a loud yawn. Normally, she granted herself a moment of zen, before leaping out of bed. She wrapped her arms around her pulled up knees to observe the beautiful violet hue of the second moon, sinking below the horizon, to be to be taken over by the rising, white sun, announcing another day. 

This morning, however, her me-moment got interrupted by the faint sound of a buzzing city vexing her left ear. 

The frown above her pretty eyes shirked to make place for a sardonic smirk when she remembered again her outing of last night.
 

“Well, heeello there,” Zoe said, rolling on her stomach, plunging her head on her stacked-up arms. 

She reveled in the sight of a microscopic city decorating her night stand. Just another city she had shrunk down, because one of its citizens, an alcoholic bum, dirty talked to her in the face. 

Because of his insolence, the whole city deserved to be punished. Leastwise, so was Zoe’s ruling. And that is exactly what happened when 18-year-old Zoe uttered a forbidden spell. 

These earthlings had to pay a heavy price for their shortcoming in the art of sorcery, leaving them in helpless mercy, like a tortoise on its back. No force on the planet was capable of warding off Zoe’s impertinent assault when a luminous glow engulfed the whole metropolis. Immediately, entire homes and skyscrapers and people alike began to shrink down to microscopic proportions under Zoe’s glaring eyes. A basic levitation enchantment was more than sufficient to break the miniature city lose from soil. 

Zoe observed the city while it floated in front of her mischievous gaze. Innumerable blocks, filled with tiny buildings she saw, the biggest of them not even reaching halfway the length of her pinky. 

The faint shrieks of terror, pitched to hysterical proportions when Zoe snapped her fingers and a magical bubble popped up, entrapping the entire shrunken city. Another snap, and Zoe teleported herself, including her new prized possession, back to her own realm. 

As a petite girl of 4' 2" tall, Zoe had the fortune to be gifted with the force of sorcery flowing through her veins. Most of her kind chose to live in the shadows of human existence. A subliminal realm, esthetically beautiful, created by a sorcerer who exalted the concept of time and space. 

Few of them, however, couldn’t help themselves but to meddle in with human affairs. Zoe was one of those people.
 

Out of boredom, Zoe pointed her index finger and a small orb manifested on top of it. “Aaaand that’s. A. Hit. ladies and gentlemen!” Zoe guffawed when a bright beam pierced through various buildings, toppling them all. Her creamy-white skin illuminated when she watched falling skyscrapers, of merely an inch tall, causing major explosions all around the city.
Hearing these screams of agony produced by thousands of shrunken specks caused sensations of pleasure to arise in her intimate area. She rubbed her vulva, intensely, against her hand, which she had wriggled under her body.
The sight of mere helplessness really made Zoe untenable frisky this morning. Even in their original size these earthlings never would stand a chance against a powerful sorceress like herself. Their minuscule size compared to Zoe reflected their difference in power perfectly. These scurrying motes represented nothing more than a pastime for Zoe.
 

“Argh!… Why you're so pathetically weak!?” Zoe scorned and launched another beam from the tip of her finger, aiming it at the harbor. A praxis ring followed an excessive splashing explosion, leaving behind tons of scrapped metal where used to be the city's naval fleet. A massive tidal washed up on the city's shore, knocking over buildings and drowning myriad citizens. 

“How does it feel to be powerless against a 18-year-old individual, huh?” Zoe said, grinding her massive teeth for all to see. She always reveled in taunting these feeble human beings. The ancient sorcerers had told her of the prolonged struggle mankind had to suffer before rising to the stature of the most dominant specie on the planet. Parallel to this process, their arrogance too rose to blasphemous proportions. Due to their remarkable technological advancement, the humans deemed the planet as their own territory, to do with as they pleased.
The more fun Zoe had while putting them in their miserable place.
 

“I should have made you all much smaller than this.” Zoe sighed and crunched her fingernail along a row of houses, bulldozing them completely. “Your lucky im all worn out. However… I think I still might have some force left. Check this out.”
Zoe concentrated, causing her flaggy, green eyes to squint intensely for a moment. A brilliant light ignited in her hand, rich with colors, sparkle-dancing around her fingers. She made a swipe with her hand. A smile of satisfaction brought some life on her usual stoic face when she noticed vehicles all around the city to float up in the air. Thousands of cars and busses, trains and lorries hovered helplessly above even the tallest buildings. Some of them occupied with terrified citizens, clutching anything within range and shrieking for their lives.
 

“And now for the fireworks.” Zoe instantly clenched her hand into a fist and all vehicles detonated, illuminating the whole city in a sun blinding explosion.
Zoe guffawed loudly, rolling her head against her neck. "Fourth of july got squat compared to me!" A frown glimmered her eyes when she noticed throngs of people gathering in what seems to be the city’s plaza. Her marvelous face loomed, when she closed in to take a better look.
 

“Are you trying to communicate with me?” Zoe saw them forming letters for her to see. A message appeared when they were finished. “We surrender?” Zoe wrote the message out loud. “Haaa! and what if you didn’t?! Next thing you do is start worshiping me like a Goddess, building statues and churches to honor me, bla bla bla. I’ve seen it all. like a million times.”
A brilliant red glow gloved her left hand. “I rather want you all to live on my nipple.” her hand made a slight gesture, and the whole city started to lift, airborne. When it floated above her nightstand, it began to shrink and shrink, rapidly. “there…” Zoe said, satisfied, and watched the city floating in midair, smaller even than a crumb of bread. “become part of me.” The city started floating towards Zoe’s exposed, pale tit. Her pointy, pink nipple cushioned the city when it landed softly on the areola. She shrunk the city even further until it was barely visible and gentle placed her bra back in place, snuggling the city nicely on her warm tit. 

“How about you all worship me from there?” She spoke to the millions of specks like an inscrutable God from the heavens. “ If you manage to gain my attention before the week's end, I promise. You're all allowed to leisure on my big toe nail.” 

She laid down on her sheep wollen pillow, exhaled, making herself all comfy, to fall in a nice long morning nap.