The panel shifted, disappearing into the side wall and Maia entered the room. The walls of the room had been programmed to display faint, star-like dots recursively, giving the room an eerie look, like being suspended in the middle of an infinite expanse of space. The panel reappeared and the door shut as she walked towards a nearby chair. She took off her red dress, throwing it carelessly on the chair and loosened her red hair. Then, with only bra and panties on, she jumped on the bed, stretching her body and relieving the tension on her muscles.
That’s when she remembered, and smiled broadly. She stood up again and moved to a nearby table on the corner of the room. Placed on it, was a small, purely black box. It was so dark that you wouldn’t be able see its edges even if you put a flashlight on it. But when Maia ran her hand over it, the box grew transparent and the darkness disappeared, revealing a small man inside, about four inches long, laying on the floor. He immediately reacted against the sudden blinding light that filled his vision, shielding his eyes.
“Maia?” He said, unable to see anything. “Is that you?”
She said nothing. “Please! Maia! Tell me that’s you!” He held his head down, eyes still adjusting, searching all around him. After a few frantic turns, he spotted Maia’s huge frame, and slowly arched his head up, eyes squinting in pain. But he was determined, and when he finally spotted her looming form, he cried.
“Maia!” He screamed through his tears. “Why are you doing this to me? Why are you keeping me trapped inside this horrible hell?” He reached forward, throwing a fist against the transparent wall of the box. “Maia please! I have forgotten how time itself feels! Please!”
Maia enjoyed his desperate pleas for a few more moments before she moved her hand towards him. It entirely ignored the wall of the box, passing through it without a reaction and grabbed the shrunken man, taking him with her on the bed.
There, she threw him carelessly between her thighs and then relaxed, waiting for him to regain his composure. When he did, he immediately ran towards her panty-clad crotch and threw his arms against them.
“Please!” He screamed again. “Maia please! I love you. Why are you doing this to me? Why are you punishing me like this? What have I done to deserve this?”
He tried grabbed the threads of the panties, and tried to climb up but a sudden flick from a finger that had emerged out of nowhere sent him tumbling back on the sheets between her titanic thighs.
“Why?” He cried, and made his way towards her panties again. “I love you. And you thought you did too! I don’t understand!” He started kissing the spot where her sex would be, but Maia wouldn’t give him the true honor.
“Talk to me Maia!” He said, running his hands against her panties. “Be merciful, for once!”
But she remained silent, letting him suffer a little more. “Please!” He begged over and over again. “I will do anything! Absolutely anything, just… say something!”
“Anything?” She finally said.
His eyes suddenly shot wide open. “Anything!” He screamed immediately. “Yes! I will do anything! I promise by my own soul! Just let me!”
“So deluded.” She said, chuckling. “You still think you have any sort of freedom like you used to. As if the last month spent in total darkness hasn’t taught you anything.” But before he could react, she clasped her thighs together, trapping his little body between their silky flesh and her panties. She held his twitching body there for some time until his strength gave out.
“But hey, one last wish.” She said as she released him. He fell on the the sheets again, gasping for air. She rose up, regarding his pathetic body through her thigh gap for a moment before she grabbed him by one leg and got up, walking towards the bathroom. “I think you deserve it.”
When he finally regained his composure for a second time, he found himself surrounded by her thighs yet again, but the surface beneath was white plastic, and her torso loomed above him. There was also a gap between where he stood and her crotch, an abyss that descended into darkness. That’s when it clicked in his mind and he started shaking his head, repeating “No, no no!” again and again.
“You can’t do this to me Maia!” His tears came back. He looked up, looked her in the eyes. “You just can’t!”
She raised her eyebrows, a small laugh escaping her lips, but said nothing. Instead, the sound of streaming liquid emanated from the gap between her thighs, catching his attention, fear and shock replacing his tears.
“I never loved you, you pathetic idiot.” She said between the flowing strands of red hair that hung from her head while she looked down on the little patch of the toilet seat. “I actually surprised you thought so, I didn’t think I could pull it off, but you gave in so easily, practically melted when I flirted with you, made you special feel special and different from the others.”
He looked flabbergasted. His entire world just shattered, unable to believe it, unable to believe any of it. And she loved it, barely able to believe the easiness of it herself. He dropped down on his knees, shoulders slumped, shaking his head constantly. “I can’t be, it simply can’t!”
“I almost feel sorry for you.” She gave him a condescending smile. “But now that there’s another man, I think it’s… oh!” His face, it suddenly lit up unlike anything before, it was the saddest sight she had seen in a long time, and it made her laugh loudly. “Oh my… I can almost literally see your heart shattering into pieces! This was worth every torturous second of our relationship!”
She stretched her arms out wide as her laugh calmed, and when she looked back down, she found his little form lying on the plastic, curled up like a little child and crying even more than before, mumbling something to himself in between sobs. She let him, instead she concentrated on another force of nature. He immediately reacted when he heard the sound of something big and heavy splashing on the water beneath. He looked up at her with a horror-stricken face, but she only winked back. He somewhat surprised her when he suddenly stood up, ran towards the opposite edge of the toilet seat and let himself fall.
“Oh, no you don’t!” She caught him in mid air. “I won’t let you die that easy. You gave me a promise, remember? Time to fulfill it.”
She swiftly moved her hand between her thighs, took a moment to adjust his screaming body, and then wiped the shit from her asshole with him, muffling his screams in the process. She closed her eyes, gasping from the softness and warmth of the feeling, remembering to try this sometime again.
Then he let his coughing body fall on the cold, piss-filled water, though he hit the turd first. When he emerged on the surface, Maia swore he screamed worse than some she had burned alive. Another couple of wipes with real toilet paper and she was done. She stood back up, put her panties on and stood silently for a moment, listening to his screams and pleas, catching her name within them.
“If, “ she said, cutting his screams abruptly, “ there is one type of you little shits I truly despise, then it’s pedophiles.”
Then she waved her hand and the toilet flushed automatically, transporting him somewhere within a deep, entirely dark container where he lived for many more hours in the midst of her bone-filled excrements before he drowned. And still, for a pedophile, he could have counted himself lucky.