The drive home was quiet. Far quieter then Lyza cared
for. The few attempts she's tried at conversation with Six were met with
silence or barely perceivable words. She wasn't sure if he was depressed,
disappointed, or both.
"Actually it's probably both..." Lyza
thought. With a sigh she kept her sights to the road. Los Demonios was
shockingly quiet in the dead of night. Where other cities were bustling at all
hours it was Demonios, the apparent city of demons, that was as quiet as the
dead. No one risked coming out at night, not with a killer like Maya on the
prowl.
She's never been caught, and the residents of the city
knew that. Her presence within the city and slums left the roads and streets
eerily empty. It was just one of the reasons why Lyza was so infatuated with
Maya. No one besides her and Six knew who Maya really was. Through her killings
she's become something of a modern legend. The kind that inspires fear.
Lyza couldn't help but be reminded of their first
meeting. A cold, wet December night. Snow falling for five days straight.
Crimson on the snow. Blood from a slash across Lyza’s
neck as she was dragged into an old warehouse. The cut was faded now, it wasn't
too deep to begin with. Not a fault on Mayas part though, she had planned to
prolong what was originally planned to be a very gruesome murder.
Lyza blushed at the memory. Maya was so careful in her
explanations. Describing where she would cut and how gently she would do it.
She had to keep herself from smiling at the time, otherwise she ran the risk of
Maya stopping to wonder why Lyza wasn't in the least bit scared.
"I wonder how she's doing right now..." Lyza
asked out loud. Of course she didn't expect a reply from the still sulking
Beta. "You know, Maya might appreciate it if you talked."
Six shrugged, remaining seated in the cup holder he
was placed in. "Probably"
Lyza gripped the steering wheel more tightly, feeling
herself becoming annoyed at the Betas behavior. "Maybe you could perk
yourself up? Get excited that we're finally heading home after so much
work."
Against only the most minimal of motions was used by
Six. "I guess..."
"Get over it already Six!" Lyza screamed
mentally. She was trying her best to keep a smile but couldn't keep herself
from grinding her teeth in frustration. "Yeah, you heard me belittle you.
When haven't you?!"
The two sat in silence for a while longer before Lyza
figured out a simple solution to get some movement from Six. Pulling her car to
the side of the road Lyza reached down for Six, the Beta aware of her actions
but simply uncaring towards them.
"Let's see if you can keep that stone face
Six." Lyza thought.
He offered no resistance when Lyza pinched him in
between her fingers, or when she laid him upon the open palm of her left
hand.
It was only when she began to bring her lips closer to
him did Lyza finally see some movement from the Beta. Cautionary steps
backwards, poorly masked by crossed arms to feign bravery.
"I want to talk." Lyza explained. She was
fully aware that being this close to Six meant he was being spray in mists of
her spit when she spoke. "You've been very quiet Six. Too quiet for my
liking."
Six wiped away the moisture from his body, knowing
that such an effort would be wasted when next the giantess spoke. "Well, I
just don't feel like talking."
Six saw the corners of Lyza’s lips rise into a smile.
"Well that's a shame my tasty wittle sweetie." Lyza’s tongue inched
out from between her lips, licking them and giving the two masses an almost
reflective gleam. Six's depression gave way to fear and anxiety the moment he
realized what Lyza had planned. "Because a good toy would talk back when i
give them simple fucking questions."
Six wanted to back away but found that he had nowhere
to run to. Were he to fall it would be right into Lyza’s lap.
"A piece of candy on the other hand wouldn't so
much as utter a word." Lyza allowed a chuckle even if it risked blowing
Six off her hand. "Remember our little conversation Six? Over whether
you're a piece of candy or a toy? Shall we revisit that particular
question?"
Too scared to move Six didn't even give Lyza a
response. He just fell onto his backside.
Lyza on the other hand didn't even wait for a response.
Instead she clamped her lips around Six's body, not fully taking him into her
mouth but instead keeping him firmly placed between her lips. With her now free
hand she pinched his tiny little legs while she sucked on the rest of his
body.
She wouldn't run the risk of swallowing him. Instead
she'd instill a little fear to force the Beta into a more talkative mood.
Six couldn't see anything with Lyza’s mouth completely
closed around his body, though he could hear just fine. The squish of a tongue so
much larger then him was something he was very familiar with. Every so often
the tip would rub against his face as it inched out from between her
teeth.
She hadn't bit down on his miniscule form and had yet
to even bring Six fully into her watering mouth. She was toying with him, a
course of action that o my worsened his mood. He fell limp, laying on Lyza’s
lower lip as she continued to suck on him.
"Not as much resistance as I hoped." Lyza
thought. Her frustration returned and only paved the way for her to take more
drastic measures. "Come on Six, just work with me here!"
With her fingers Lyza began to twist Six's leg,
spinning his body as she absolutely coated his body in saliva; remnants of when
she licked her lips. The act wouldn't hurt him, the Betas body being more
durable then even a normal humans. Certainly must have been uncomfortable
though, judging by how she was feeling some resistance now.
"Now we're getting somewhere..."
Briefly Lyza opened her mouth, letting what little
light the night sky offered flow in. Six's surroundings were illuminated,
enough that he could see his surroundings. Granted what more was there to see
in a mouth you've been in more times you could count.
Six couldn't bring himself to stand on such loose footing,
a lower lip offered such a soft yet uneven ground to stand on, but he found
just enough strength to look back.
Lyza had lowered the cars vanity mirror to better see
the Beta hanging off her lip. She waved with her fingers as soon as she saw Six
looking before closing her mouth once more, this time being sure to suck the
rest of the Beta in.
Lyza wasted no time in tasting him. There was no
flavor but the feeling of thrashing Six around her mouth was sweet enough. She
even threw in a few playful bites so as to coerce some cooperation from him.
Again nothing.
His stubbornness was really infuriating at times. At
this point Lyza though it probably would be best to just swallow him. Give him
some time to stew over his own self-loathing thoughts before allowing him to...
"pass through". While she wouldn't go through with that, the act of
reclaiming Six being too much for her, she did see the threat of swallowing as
a useful tool.
Lyza pinned Six against the roof of her mouth with her
tongue, the great pink beast conforming its mass around the Betas bandaged
flesh. Slowly saliva built up in her mouth, to the point where Six was soon
submerged in it.
When Lyza was certain there was hardly even a pocket
of air she let go of Six allowing him to float in the gallons of spit. It
wasn't like drifting in water. It was heavier for starters, and certainly
harder to move.
Regardless it still flowed easily into Lyzas throat
when she gulped ever so slightly. Only enough that Six would understand his
situation. Another gulp and he began to fight against the resulting
current.
By no means was he a good swimmer, even when he was
normal sized. But anyone can make even a little bit of progress when faced with
life or death. His frantic movements caused vibrations in the "water"
that tickled the walls of Lyza’s cheeks. It forced a giggle, which in turn
forced another gulp. One that nearly sent Six on a rather grim trip.
Lyza quickly got a hold of herself. At only half an
inch tall it would be far too easy for her to make a mistake and accidentally
swallow Six.
By now she must have swallowed more than half of the
saliva she had built up. Just enough that she could open her mouth again and
view Six from her mirror.
Poor little thing was struggling to stay at the surface.
He could barely keep his head up for more then a few seconds before going back
down and repeating the process all over again.
"Maybe I should teach him how to swim." Lyza
mused on that thought. "No... on second thought it's actually funnier to
see him flail."
Another involuntary chuckle followed by yet another
gulp. This time it nearly did the trick of dragging Six into her bowels. Lyza
felt his little arms latch onto her uvula to prevent that. Silently she thanked
the fact that she lacked a gag reflex.
"Okay, that's enough." Lyza reached into her
mouth with two fingers and plucking Six from his spot. But not before she had
him witness the rest of the saliva drain into her throat.
A string of dribble connected the retracting fingers
to the mouth, along with a now very shaken Six.
"Well that fun." Lyza brought Six up to eye
level, each one holding a sense of joy at her actions. "So, ready to talk
now?"
Six was panting heavily. Though he didn't need to
breath that fact didn't stop him from taking in as much air as he could into
his artificial lungs. It took some time for his eyes to meet Lyza’s, and though
they were filled with more fear now then depression he still said
nothing.
In fact he even had some lingering spirit in him to
turn his back towards the gigantic woman, even going so far as to cross his
arms.
Lyza couldn't believe it. The threat of eating him
always worked. No matter how stubborn he was before being swallowed alive was
one of his key fears. It should have worked.
"Dammit Six..." Lyza grit her teeth so hard
it was a miracle they didn't crack. She wanted to just drop him on the floor
and stomp the life out of him. Impossible since he was basically indestructible
though. "I belittle you almost daily. We fight almost every time we talk.
Yet when you hear me talk little of you to my sister, who I don't even hold in
high regards, you get all mopey? GET THE FUCK OVER IT!"
Her shouts shook the car and ringed into the night.
Despite the volume and force of it though, Six stood as he did prior. He moved
only his head to look back at Lyza. Even with the difference in size between
the two she could see the sadness in them. A kind of defeat.
"I know this shouldn't bother me." Six
agreed. He turned his whole body to face her now. He'd confront Lyza with his
whole being. "Especially after all the shit you've done to me in the time
we've known each other. Demeaning things only a pet should do. Compared to that
one little insult shouldn't even hurt... but..." Six felt his voice catch in
his throat. Lyza heard it, even being taken aback by it. Her apparent surprise
didn't go unnoticed. "I don't think I can come back from this one."
Six admitted. "Not after you treated me like a person."
"Like a person?" Lyza thought. "All I
did was compliment him." She had never really given it much thought on how
exactly Six viewed his condition. Lyza knew the Beta hated it, especially when
you consider the fact that he's among the smallest in size. But even the most
minute of Betas still viewed themselves as people.
"So... what? You don't view yourself as
person?" Lyza felt her lips twist into a condescending smirk. "I
mean, you've always been a pest. Just like the rest of you little bugs."
"No!" Six shouted, much to Lyza’s surprise.
"I can't even compare to that! They at least still look like people. They
can eat, breath, fuck even shit if they need to! I...i can't do any of
that..."
Six looked down to his arms, then to his torso and
finally to his legs. With the exception of his eyes he was covered from head to
toe in a bandage that acted as his skin. Indestructible and impenetrable With a
lifelong guarantee that it'll never come off. In Six's eyes they were the
makings of a freak.
"For five years I've been like this..." Six
struggled to stand as tall as he could, his legs refusing to stop shaking as he
recounted the days he experienced a hell he didn't think was real.
Saint Minerva, martyr of the new world. Savior of
Betas and producer of the miraculous drug that kept mankind stable. It was
because of her that Six's original skin was torn from his body and replaced
with this synthetic shit. He remembered how his muscular structure, bone
structure and organs were all compressed to a miniscule size through the use of
science so advantaged he couldn't possibly comprehend how it worked. An
experiment that acted as a stepping stone towards the Beta Epidemic that would
have put Minerva, along with any that stood alongside her, at the top of the
world.
"I've been a damn bug longer than anyone else in
the fucking world Lyza!" Six screamed. Despite his size and volume the
giantess seemed scared that he would be heard outside of her car. "And I
can't even show my face around anymore. Because in a world of freaks like
Betas, no matter how hard I'd try, I’d be a freak even among them."
There it was. The truth. Six's truth. And, despite all
Lyza has put Six through in the time she's known him, she felt her heard break
upon hearing his story.
"Six..." Lyza didn't know what to think let
alone say. The Betas revelation reminded Lyza of her own current struggles,
namely her situation with her sister. No matter how hard she tried to hide it,
no matter how much effort she out forward, Lyza was a Beta. She knew it, her
sister knew it. If the world knew it...she could very well lose
everything.
Six feel to his back, basking in the warmth of Lyza’s
palm. Talking about himself always chilled his body. He never liked talking
about his own past or feelings, and that trait was still prominent even at half
an inch. He raised his hands to his eyes, an act that caused Lyza some worry.
"Six, are you crying?" The concern was clear
in her voice.
With a such Six dropped his hands to his sides,
laughing slowly as he looked up into the eyes of the towering woman.
"No... I’m just...I’m just tired. So very tired of everything."
Lyza didn't know what to do. She hadn't expected
things to get so personal.
"I'm must seem so pathetic." Six claimed.
His sight shifted to the car roof. Silently he wished to rise past it and into
the night sky, away from the world and never to be seen again. "It's been
so long sing I've felt like an actual person that a simple compliments gotten
me so emotional. It's stupid...right?"
Six didn't expect an answer. He didn't really want
one. He just wanted to fade away from this world that's brought him so low. He
recalled the talk he had with Maya; days prior over him getting along with
Lyza. He agreed to after he witnessed the woman who ruined his life cry, for
the first time as far as he's seen. Why did he agree to go along with her
request? What was his possible gain from it? Perhaps a chance at feeling human
again? To hold those kinds of feelings for someone who didn't deserve them?
Probably.
"Pointless..."
Six remembered the pride he felt when Lyza showed
appreciation of the aid he offered in her work. To be compared to her
employees, still regular sized humans, and was told have what they lacked in
common sense. It made him feel good...better then he has in years.
"Pointless..."
Six remembered far back into a time when he was still
normal. When the world still made sense. Before he had originally met Maya.
Even back then, when he thought his life couldn't possibly get worse, he never
knew it actually could.
"Gah! It's all so...so...so pointless."
Six felt his eyes grow watery. He wondered, after all
that's been done to his body could he still cry? Well, now's a good a time as
any to find out.
Or it would have been had a giant finger not begun
stroking the side of Six's face.
"It's not pointless Six." Lyza said as she
tried to soothe the pained Beta. She had heard enough without little idea in
what to do. In the end all she could do was try and calm Six. "Keep on
saying it is and I swear I will swallow you. I don't care if Maya kills me for
it. Just...stop."
She looked into Six's eyes. Eyes so small that they
could only see the world from a dark, dreary corner. She saw herself. She saw
what she once had to go through. Perhaps not the exact same pain Six had to
experience, but pain nonetheless. The type that shaped her into who she was
today.
Six tried to speak but was immediately shushed.
"No Six. No more talking." The sternness in
Lyza’s voice showed that this was an order and not some request.
"You're not a freak." She explained.
"And you're not a pest. Not after tonight. You're..."
A thought crossed her mind. An idea. Something that
could very well be what the Beta needed.
"You're different Six." Lyza continued.
"Like Maya. Like me. You're special. Unique. And you've gone long enough
without a show of proper respect."
Six was silent, stunned over what Lyza was saying. He
wasn't sure if she was genuine or manipulating him into a false sense of
security. He still wasn't sure as Lyza gently lowered him onto her lap,
allowing him to rest there as she resumed her drive home. She said nothing,
instead believing it better to help Six through a show of affection rather than
words.
About an hour later Six was sitting on the sofa of not
Mayas home but instead Lyzas. It was the first time he's ever been here, and no
words could really describe just how luxurious it was. Four whole stories tall,
each floor being for a specific purpose. The first floor was of course the
living and dining room, and yet even that seemed to be worth more than what
people would make in several lifetimes.
The floor furnished with white marble so smooth that
it practically allowed someone to glide across it as though it were ice. The
furniture, a set of recliner chairs that connected to form one large sofa that
faced a flat screen so large it may as well have belonged to the local
cinema.
And it was comfy. So comfy that Six was having
difficulty staying awake as he waited for Lyza to return. She had left to get
changed out of her work clothes and Six remain as he was. That was nearly forty
minutes ago, and the Betas mind was already wandering. He was drifting in and
out of sleep because of this damn couch and wasn't exactly certain how much
time was passing.
When next Six opened his eyes after yet another drift
in and out of sleep he found that he was cast in a shadow that blocked out the
light. When he looked up all Six could see was a red, shorts filled, sky.
"Mind scooting a bit Six?" Lyza teased. She
waved her rear from side to side, showcasing her rather tight-fitting shorts to
the Beta. "That is, unless you want me to sit on your lap? I might be
tall but I'm surprisingly light~"
When no response was given she brought her ass down
closer. That did the trick of getting Six to move.
"Oh no~. Somewhere better look out."
Lyza pressed on with her antics. "Don't think I can stop~."
Contrary to what she said Lyza was waiting for Six to
run out from underneath her shadow. And when he finally did she slammed down
with more force then necessary.
Six was sent forward as a resulting of the earth, or
rather sofa, shaking crash. He tumbled and rolled several times before coming
to a stop. Even then he was disoriented by the crash. Lyza on the other hand
was laughing loudly at Six's resulting dizziness.
"Guess it was too much for you to handle huh
Six?!"
When Six finally did regain faculty over his sense he
could only look on up towards Lyza in disbelief. Her laugh was different this
time, as was her general appearance. No longer in her professional attire she
now wore only a black tank top along with the aforementioned red shorts. Her
short hair, normally well-kept in her place of work, now was messier then Six
had ever seen.
There were tears forming in her eyes, the kind one
would get when they couldn't stop laughing. It was...unsettling to say the
least. Especially when all Six has ever heard from Lyza were cruel chuckles or
malicious giggles.
His disbelief wasn't lost on the now calming giantess.
She had to wipe the tears from her eyes before she could speak. "What's
the matter Six?" She asked. "Not used to seeing me like this?"
A simple shake of Six's head was enough of an
answer.
"Well, it's not an appearance I like to
share." Lyza admitted. "Only Mayas ever seen me laid back like
this."
With a relaxed smile on her face Lyza stretched her
arms upward. Several times they popped, a soft moan escaping Lyzas lips with
each one. "Oh god that felt amazing!" She popped her neck a few times
after, the stress visibly leaving her body. "Seriously, beats five cups of
coffee in a single day."
Lyza sank into her couch as she rested her feet on a
glass table across. She was wearing pink slippers, horribly decorated to resemble
kittens.
Were Six able his jaw would have dropped to the floor.
He looked up to Lyza again and found her looking his way.
"This must be surprising right?" She asked.
No answer was needed; the Betas silence was enough. "Well, like I said
it's nothing something I usually share. But I feel like you deserve it.
Especially after everything I've done to you..."
Lyza rubbed her arm as guilt flooded her body. After
Six's outbursts in her car, and a brief reflection over how some aspects of his
life mirrored hers, she felt awful. A senseless of worthlessness that she could
sympathize with.
"I've been cruel to you..." Lyza
acknowledged. "I've...threaten you. Threaded on you. Even threatened to
eat you on many occasions." Lyza felt a chill run down her spine as she
practically confessed her sins. "I've treated you like every other bug in
the world. Every little, worthless waste of space bug that gets in the
way."
For a moment Six felt as though this were her
intentions. To draw him into a false sense of security before finally forcing
him down into a deeper hole of self-loathing. It never came though.
"But not you Six. You're...different. Unique
among those other pests. You deserve better then how I've treated you."
Lyza reached to her side, fishing in between the couch
cushions for something. A smile spread across as she pulled out the remote to
her TV. It sprang to life and listed movies from every possible station,
channel, and time where cinema was a thing.
"That said, I think it's time you finally got why
you deserve." Lyza scrolled through the countless movies before stopping
under a specific list filled with various sci-fis, kaiju films, and slasher
flicks among other things. "Maya's told me a few things of when you two
dated. Even mentioned you like monster movies. Good thing too since i find them
fun as well, though I've always had a bias for the old-fashioned kaiju films.
Loved seeing those rubber suits just flop around. " Her smile her even
wider when she found a movie of particular interest. It wasn't something Six
remembered. Hell, it might not have even been released in the states. "Oh
you're gonna love this Six. The movies completely subbed since only a few
copies were released. And I got mine converted to digital~."
Her excitement was... strange. Like watching scenery
that betrayed the sense of the mind.
Lyza shot up from the couch before being over Six.
"Before we start the movie I'm gonna get some popcorn. I know you can't
eat it, but a movie just isn't relaxing without some."
Six continued to stare as Lyza practically bounced to
the kitchen. This complete change in personality hit the Beta like a bullet
train. This was a side of Lyza that he didn't know existed. The very same woman
who's made it goal of hers to make life hell for six, and she was currently
melting down an unhealthy amount of butter in bowel with a microwave. All while
she hummed to herself.
"There had to be some scheme behind this..."
Six muttered. This was unprecedented. The sudden acceptance of him. The
admittance of cruel deeds. There had to be an edge in this. Some game was being
played and he was the toy, the pawn. Of that he was certain.
That very same certainty though was dashed the moment
he saw Lyza pull out a can of whipped cream from her fridge and stick the
nozzle in her mouth. He watched dumbfounded as she dispensed the contents of
the can into her mouth, only swallowing when she noticed Six staring.
He's been doing that a lot lately he realized.
She waved innocently at him before returning her
attention to the popcorn, can of whipped cream still in hand with the nozzle
already in her mouth once more.
Confusion was the only thing that filled Six's mind.
Confusion and uncertainty. The only words that he could even think of to
describe his disbelief were.
"What. The. Fuck?"