The Betrayal

Despite my desolation at the state I was in, the days began to pass faster than I thought they would. My father went to look for Finn again, only to find that he had got away. His apartment (MY apartment) was empty and a neighbor informed him that she had seen him leaving with suitcases.

-The coward! -I said when my dad informed me -But we should at least report him.

-I wouldn't advise it, sweetheart. It's his word against yours, and he has a document that you couldn't even deny signing. Besides, the corrupt official at the reduction center, to save himself, would testify against you, corroborating his version that you did it voluntarily. We wouldn't stand a chance. Don't worry. We will find a way to make him pay for what he has done to you.

My father was right and I resigned myself to not being able to do anything for the time being. In the meantime, he took care of making my life as easy as possible. He set me up with a small room, protected by the bars of the cage, with all the comforts and bought me a tiny, fully featured computer, which helped to make my existence a little less dull and desolate. With all this and my dad's love for me, despite my disturbing feelings towards my giant progenitor, I reached a relative state of calm and well-being that allowed me to live while the time to become human again was gradually shortening.

Indeed, more than two months had already passed and only a couple more weeks separated me from my release, when my father made an announcement that did not amuse me much. My brother Axel was coming to spend a few weeks with us for the summer vacations. I felt quite uneasy and said to him:

-Dad, I thought no one else would see me in this state... I...

-Take it easy, Artie, you have nothing to worry about. Your brother already knows about your situation and is eager to see you and help. Besides, you'll be able to stay out of the cage longer. He'll be able to take care of you while I'm at work. It'll be much better for you! Come on, honey, cheer up... there's not much time left for this to be over -my father said jovially.

I nodded, not very convinced. My brother Axel was 22 years old and our relationship had been fairly typical between siblings. We were neither very close nor did we get along particularly badly. Since I had become independent, we had had very little contact. Being 5 years younger than me, I had often teased him about his small stature when we were younger, even subjected him to play fights... things like that. I hoped that he wouldn't remember that now...

So, two days later, when I heard the door announce that my father was coming home from work, not one but two giants entered the living room. They immediately approached the cage and my dad opened it, inviting me out. I shakily stepped out and again unknown feelings overwhelmed me. There stood my brother Axel, little Axel, now a colossus of gigantic proportions. He was wearing a T-shirt and denim shorts that perfectly highlighted the beautiful shapes of his athletic body. Again, I felt an intense blush as I came face to face with a huge, bulging crotch, the size of a building. My brother brought his huge face close to my body, and exclaimed, somewhere between amazed and amused:

-Wow, he's really small! He's... like a hamster!

Then he extended a gigantic finger at me and began to tease me, giving me little nudges, while laughing:

-Hey, "big brother." I guess you're not so big now, huh? I don't think you could beat me in a fight right now. Well, the truth is that you wouldn't even beat my big toe, hahaha...

He kept teasing me until he made me fall a couple of times. My father then stopped him:

-Stop it, Axel. This is not easy for him.

-May I grab him? -my brother then asked.

-Of course, but be careful -my dad answered. The fact that they were talking about me as if I wasn't there made me feel more insignificant than ever.

I tried to pull away, but Axel's huge hand immediately grabbed me and I was lifted up to his face. He opened his fist and I was standing on his palm. He looked at me intently with those beautiful eyes that were now almost as big as my body. You cannot imagine how disturbed I felt. I was standing on a gigantic hand, a hand that could tear me apart at any moment, and that hand was that of my little brother, the one who had always been shorter than me and whom I had always been able to dominate effortlessly.

-Soon he can be big again. Will you help me take care of him? -asked my father.

-Of course -said my brother absentmindedly, and at a signal from my father he put me back in the cage and they both went off to unpack.

The rest of the day was uneventful, apart from eating dinner and watching TV, now surrounded by two huge bodies. The next day, when my father left for work, he left me on the table in Alex's room, who was playing a video game, telling him to take good care of me. As my dad left, I trembled. I was afraid of my brother's behavior when we were alone. Axel, however, was devoted to his video game and didn't pay much attention to me. On the other hand, he behaved in a completely correct manner when I asked him for little things, like something to eat or drink, placing me in places where I thought I would be better off to consult my computer or taking me to my cage to rest at a given time. We barely spoke, more than was strictly necessary. As I said, in the last few years we had been very little close. He didn't seem to have much interest in talking to me and neither did I, truth be told, despite the little interaction I had with other humans since my dwarfing.

So, a couple of days passed, and I felt calm again. However, one fateful morning everything changed. My brother asked my father, during breakfast, if his friend Justin could come over and play with him. My father gave his permission, even though I began to protest, telling Axel that he trusted them to be careful with me. My fears stemmed from the fact that I had always considered Justin a complete asshole and hadn't shied away from letting him know it on more than one occasion. I was too afraid to confront him in the state I was in. I tried to let my dad notice it and plead with him not to allow it, but he had just taken off the intercom to go take a shower and wouldn't listen to me anymore.

Then, a couple of hours later, while Axel was playing and I was at his desk with my computer, there was a knock on the door and soon the giant figure of Justin was in the room. He was the opposite of Axel: tall, rather thick and ungraceful, he played no sports, dressed sloppily and washed himself little. They had been friends since childhood. As soon as he entered the room, I could smell his intense body odor, although Axel didn't seem to notice it. I guess it was much stronger for someone my size. He immediately came towards me and started to tease me.

-Well, you little prick. Looks like someone has put you in your place, huh? hahaha... -he started, as Axel had done the first day, to touch me with his huge fingers, making me fall on the table again and again-. Fuck... -he said to my brother-, I didn't know he would be so small -and turning to me again-. I'm sure you have a microscopic dick now, hahaha... Take that off! I want to see it!

He was referring to a kind of tunic, almost Roman-style, that I had been wearing since my father had bought me. Naturally, I ignored him and began to plead with Axel over the intercom to stop his friend. However, before my brother could do anything, Justin yelled at me:

-COME ON! TAKE IT OFF OR I'LL SWAT YOU LIKE A GNAT RIGHT NOW!

I took it off, trembling at the giant's mighty voice. He started touching my tiny cock with his finger, while laughing loudly. Also, in a very clever gesture on his part, he made sure to take off my tiny intercom microphone. From that moment on my pleas stopped reaching my brother's ears and it was much harder for him to see me as a human being.

-DO YOU WANT TO SEE A REAL COCK? -said the fat giant-. LOOK!

He pulled down the sweat shorts he was wearing and a gigantic very fat cock was exposed. Then he took me in his hand and rubbed me against it. The stench was terrible and his sweat soaked my whole body. I thought I was going to throw up.

-SO, LIKE THIS, SOAK IT IN! -Justin laughed, running me all over his crotch, while my brother grinned in amusement, although eventually he told Justin to leave me alone and challenged him to a video game. Before that they went to get some beers from the fridge and served them in rather tall, wide glasses.

For a while they ignored me while they played and I went back to my computer. I wanted to ask Axel to take me to the cage to get away from that giant brute, but without the intercom it was totally impossible for my brother to hear me, and at that moment all his attention was on the game. At one point, Justin looked at me and said:

-Look at him. We're rude. We didn't offer him any beer.

And before I could do anything about it, his huge hand grabbed me, lifted me over his glass and let go. I fell violently into the drink, and had to get out as best I could, gasping for breath, while the giants watched me with hilarity. Then Justin cruelly put his huge finger on my head and forced me under, holding me down for a few seconds. I thought my lungs were going to collapse! Just when I thought I was going to suffocate, the huge finger released me and I could breathe again. I gasped for air desperately, but, no sooner had I finished taking the tiniest breath, when Justin's finger plunged me in again. He repeated the process several times, with infinite cruelty, while both titans watched me in fascination.

After a while, they sat down on the couch and left me on the table in front of it. No sooner was I there when I was surrounded by four colossal bare feet, much taller than my body. The giants had taken off their shoes and placed their feet on the table where I was sitting. The heat and smell emanating from those massive feet, especially Justin's, was indescribable. I held my nose, feeling nauseous.

-Why don't you do something useful while you're in there? -Justin said to me-. Massage my feet, come on!

I didn't move, dazed and bewildered. Justin grew impatient:

-COME ON, YOU WORM! MASSAGE MY FEET OR I'LL SQUASH YOU WITH THEM!

Terrified I began to rub my whole body against the huge sole. The incredible smell, heat and sweat of the monstrous foot enveloped me. I thought I would throw up, but I made a tremendous effort to avoid it and started massaging Justin with all my might. I panicked about what that ogre might do to me if I disobeyed him or, worse, vomited on his foot. The giant moaned in pleasure:

-Ummmmm, yessssss... use your tongue. LICK THEM!

What could I do? I ran my tongue over the huge mass of sweaty flesh and tasted it, salty and absolutely disgusting. After a while, Justin had me do the same with Axel's feet, fortunately less fleshy and smelly. I was like that for what seemed like hours until Justin straightened up and said:

-Uuuuh, look how the poor guy is sweating. We'll have to freshen him up a bit

And he immediately produced a huge spit and threw it violently on my body. The impact was so strong that I fell to the table. I got up and another tremendous spit hit me, this time it came from Axel's mouth, who had enthusiastically joined the game. I fled frantically from one side to the other, unable to leave the table, while the giants played at hitting me with their huge spits, amid great laughter, making me fall over and over again while my body was soaked in their disgusting saliva and sputum.

After a while they got tired, went back to the couch and Alex said, getting up:

-I'm going to pee, I'm peeing.

-Wait -Justin stopped him-, Why don't we play with him again? Now with recycled beer, hahaha...

He took me in his giant hand and put me in one of the empty glasses. He then put it next to Axel's fly, who, understanding, pulled out his huge cock and in a second a stream of yellow, stinking fluid hit me with incredible pressure. I tried to pull away, but the jet followed me, hurting my body again and again, as it began to fill the glass with liquid. When Axel finished his urination, more than half of the huge glass was full. Then Justin said:

-You didn't fill it. Look how a real man does it.

And pulling me out he poured me into another glass and his thick massive cock began to piss on me, wisely directed by the giant to hit me to the max. Not content with that, when he was done, he had me for quite a while dipping me in the filthy liquid over and over again, as he had done previously with the beer. I don't even know how much disgusting piss I swallowed, as I desperately tried to breathe.

At last, Justin announced that he was leaving and my brother relayed his concern that my father would be angry at what had been done to me. Justin then took me in his hand, not caring about the urine covering me, pulled me close to his huge face and said in a threatening tone:

-Listen carefully, you little maggot. If you even think of telling your dad any of this, I swear I'll take you and give you to my cat Fluffy as a snack. You don't know how it likes to eat mice and little critters. It will be happy to take care of you, hahaha...

After the terrible threat, he let me go, said goodbye to Axel and left. My brother, somewhat embarrassed, washed me a little in the sink, gave me back my robe and put me in the cage, without saying a word. There I stayed, exhausted and terrified by the ordeal, wondering if I would survive the remaining days before leaving my life as an insect...

To be continued...