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7: An Act of Kindness

Vee’s present dilemma brought a thoughtful frown to her gentle features.

Before she could set her little victims free, she had to prove to them she was a villain worthy of respect. She couldn’t have them thinking she was some amateur spellcaster that bested them by pure chance! Nor could she afford to be too merciful… If it got out that the local witch had gone all sentimental on some puny wayward do-gooders, her reputation would be irreparably harmed.

It would be almost as bad if she became known as diabolical. That kind of infamy would attract nothing but overly-righteous (aka overly obnoxious) heroes seeking to “vanquish evil” and all that. She’d be so inundated with meddlesome do-gooders that she’d never get another moment of peace and quiet again! Then she’d have to get rid of them, and that would only lure in more heroes, and so on. There’d be no end to it! Vee’s lovely sister had succumbed to that exact pitfall after making a demonic pact for great power, but Vee had no desire to paint a similar target on her back. She wanted renown, but not at that price. Managing one’s renown was like walking a tightrope these days!

At least for most people.

Mal was a different story: She had been able to obtain instant celebrity status just by expanding until cities were literally overshadowed by her fat cow tits, and any untimely competitors could be effortlessly dumped right into her bottomless cleavage. Two luxuries Vee didn’t share, sadly. No, Vee had to actually research and practice her spells, in order to separate herself from the many unremarkable magic-users out there!

That’s why no matter how convenient it would have been for her to simply shrink the little knight down to nothing and forget about him, Vee couldn’t bring herself to do it. Well, that and the fact that it would have been incredibly unsporting on her part… what with that tiny knight’s willing acceptance of her truce and all that. Defeating him fair-and-square as a matter of self-defense was one thing, even if she’d (accidentally) shrunken him to the size of a bug first, but she wasn’t about to go back on her truce without sufficient justification. Witches always keep their word, after all!

Vee prided herself on being not just a villain, but a professional Villain, with a capital “V.” She had standards, unlike that great big dunce Mal. Most people had trouble grasping the concept, but just because Vee was bad didn’t mean she was a bad person.

As a result, until the ambitious shortstack witch found a way to reverse the undesirable effects of her spell, she was stuck with her enemies. Or more accurately, they were stuck with her, since they were the ones trapped at a mere hundredth of her size until she fixed them. And Vee couldn’t just imprison them elsewhere for the time being, because only cliche weirdos owned dungeons. Plus she wasn’t in the mood to turn anyone into underwear, right now.

Which left her with only one option: Make peace with them, at least until she could send them on their way with stories to tell of her unrivaled magnificence. Vee left the cleric in her skintight top, assuming she still needed time to cool off after her failed magical assault, and wondered what to do about the knight. At least he’d seen reason and recognized defeat when it was staring him in the face (or, in his case, trampling over his face several times). Maybe a small gesture of good faith would be enough to win him over more permanently.

Still pondering her options, Vee magically flew the little sword over onto a shelf littered with various oddly-shaped jars, weathered scrolls, and other priceless magical knick-knacks. At the very least this would keep her from pricking her foot on the stupid thing again!

Speaking of things she kept finding underfoot: Where had that little knight gotten to, anyway? Didn’t he care about his sword that she was so thoughtfully keeping intact? She had left him floating somewhere nearby, then never seen him since. She would have sensed if he’d used an invisibility potion, and her teleportation spell hadn’t worn out: the angrily squirming cleric woman crammed up against her boob was proof of that. It’s like he’d simply vanished into thin air…

Suddenly suspicious, Vee spoke to the room, “I swear, teeny, if you’re planning to break our truce with a sneak attack or something lame and un-heroic like that, I’m going to sit on you for good.” Vee reconsidered that her first instinct had been to press her own ass against the man, and tried to sound more threatening as her cheeks reddened slightly, “And I’ll hex you to be even smaller! Like, uh, an ant or something! I can do that, you know!!!” But despite the moody witch’s threats, the knight failed to show himself. What good was keeping his dumb sword safe if he wasn’t even around to be impressed?

Meanwhile, the only thing being impressed upon Tobias was the unbearable weight of his captor’s meaty, jiggling posterior. Still buried deep between her pale ass cheeks, the shrunken knight had begun to pray that she would grow impatient enough to use that accursed teleportation spell of hers again. That seemed his only hope of rescue now. Whatever it took to spare him from enduring another minute in this impossibly soft prison of ass!!! His entire body was soaked in sweat, and so utterly smushed into her skin that he could barely remember what air even felt like anymore!

Vee tapped her foot with an impatience that made her backside (and its tiny unseen captive) quiver and tremble. The tiny knight must’ve escaped somehow, but the exact “how” was what puzzled her most. She hated being fooled so easily! To solve her mystery she uttered another incantation, “~Transpect speculum!~”

Instantly, the space in front of Vee shimmered, and a perfect circle of weightless, floating glass materialized at head height. Usually Vee just used her all-seeing-portal to do her makeup and practice her dramatic posing and stuff, or to plot and scheme and the usual witchy things, but today she had a special task for it! “Alright magic mirror, help me find that shrunken guy from earlier. Sir Toby, or Tobias, I think his name was? Show me where he’s hiding.”

Full chapter will be posted within the week!