Literature
Fallout King: Ch. 19
Location: Shamid's Wall, Nova Polarisia.
Three months later.
"Remember, the first rule to trolling is to do whatever it takes to get a reaction, preferably a strong reaction, and one that will make you smile." Shamid told her new underling, explaining it slowly for her, so she could grasp a new concept of offense.
"Are you being real? I thought Shamid was supposed to lead a group of assassins!" Groaned Wessi as she listened in on Shamid when she spoke.
"An army of trolls." Shamid corrected her.
"I have to say, Shamid is excellent at selling her ideas. She talked me into giving the go ahead for the new unit." Nila answered Wessi
"In what situation does it ever make sense??!!" Wessi challenged her.
"I left you some peanuts on your desk." Shamid said to Wessi.
Wessi paused for a moment, everyone knew that she had looked at the side of her desk where she inevitably spotted a small tin can of peanuts that Shamid planted there. Wessi's face went red and she lost her dignified composure for one moment with Shamid. "What does that have to do with anything at all?!?"
"Peanuts." Shamid repeated.
"Shamid!" Wessi shouted.
"No, no... No, she has a point." Said Saffron who everyone knew was only being serious.
"Ya know what! I'm bowing out!" Wessi began to switch Shamid's support over to Lynka and started to stuff her face with imported salted peanuts. "And Shamid," she said as she filled her mouth with peanuts, "can go get fucked."
"Yes I will." Shamid happily agreed with Wessi's assessment.
It was Shamid's first actual lesson to her newest officer who she was training to be a troll. Wessi was by and large the most stable member of the support team, but she resented the trolling if it made a field operative appear to not take their mission seriously. By switching the subject to her peanuts, Wessi stormed off and gave Shamid a laugh knowing she had messed with her again.
"But... How does this apply to the mission?" Kyrax asked her new Commander.
"I am glad you asked, my friend." Shamid answered her by standing up straight, having stayed in a squatting position in the darkness of a large opening in the side of the mountain with Kyrax for a long period.
Kyrax followed, emerging from the shadows no longer in her navy blue suit, but a brand new white shrinking suit and a Micrazor strapped to her hip, for her breasts weren't yet large enough to carry her gun for her.
Shamid pulled a small peanut can out of her cleavage, which had been filled with useless junk from Izzy's labs. "I call this the 'Fuck You bomb'."
"The 'Fuck You bomb'? Are you kidding?" Kyrax questioned her.
"The explosion comes at the end." Shamid replied with a wink.
"Ugh... That's because it's a bomb." Kyrax said.
Kyrax and Shamid worked together on Kyrax's first assignment as a Size Devil. With Tarten observing from Kyrax's cleavage, she held onto the inside of Kyrax's cleavage tightly as the other two leaned over the edge of a massive stone wall up the side of the mountain- the wall Kyrax first attempted to climb when she met Shamid, the troll of trolls. "Observe." Shamid pointed to an intruder who was strapping a climbing rope to a harness that he wore, standing at the bottom in about five inches of snow, unaware that two huge girls gazed down at him from above.
Shamid quietly pointed to the piton that had snagged the ledge between her boot and Kyrax's boot. Both of them looked down at it and backed off in time to not be spotted by the intruder down below, who began to ascend the rope with an automated reel that would make his trek up the wall painless and swift. "I had to claw my way up." Grumbled Kyrax.
"Hey Shams, hey Tarten, hey Lynxie... Target's name is Reuben Carrey. An asset of imperial intelligence. According to the file, he's being tasked with returning the cure sample that Lynxie brought back with her months ago." Lynka spoke into their ear pieces.
"Hmmm..... Carrey... I can do that." Said a daydreaming Maia over the radio.
Shamid and Kyrax gave the spy some time to ascend the wall. He ascended a little shy of two-thirds the way up the wall when Shamid peeked her head over the ledge on her hands and knees, and began to troll him, stopping him where he was. "Hi!"
"Uh oh!" The spy was heard saying to himself. "H-hi! May I ask who I have the pleasure of speaking to?!" He called to  Shamid.
"I'm Shamid..." Shamid revealed her identity to him, speaking with an almost apologetic tone.
"Oh shit..." The man mumbled, having known that this was one of the Size Devils well known for playing tricks.
"I heard that." Shamid said to him.
"Heard what?!" Reuben Carrey challenged her with a shaky voice, nervous about what Shamid was going to do..
"You said a bad word." Shamid said.
"I did not!" The man replied, trying to have a little fun with Shamid in the hopes that she would go easy on him.
"Lies." Shamid said.
"I didn't lie!" Shouted Carrey.
"You don't have to shout!" Shamid argued, as she dropped a huge snowball down onto his face. "Ooohhhh!!! I'm getting good at this!!!"
"That was a direct hit." Tarten said to Shamid.
Reuben Carrey shook his head and spat out snowflakes from his mouth, then the spitting grew more violent as he realized that the lights below him illuminated the yellow color in the snowball. "Hey!!! Did you pee on that snowball!?!"
"No!" Shamid answered him.
"It's yellow! You peed on that snowball!" Reuben continued to press her for the truth.
"No!" Again Shamid disagreed.
Tarten was giggling loudly and without end. "Nothing like a fairy's piss in the snowball..." She told Kyrax, who found the prank funny.
Mumbling obscenities and fits, the spy continued to automate his way up until his device experiences a technical difficulty a few feet higher on the cable. As he struggled with it, Lynka reported a new finding on their new male prisoner, soon-to-be. "Ahah!" She laughed. "Our new friend is only 160 centimeters tall! He's a toy!"
"Ahhhhh!!!! He's mine now!!" Hana declared.
"No way, you got the last guy!" Argued Maia.
"Ladies, we need to let Shamid and Kyrax do their thing first before we can have a deathmatch over him." Lynka spoke up.
"Call it!" Maia challenged her wife.
"Fine! Throw the can, Shams!" Hana requested.
"Okay." Answered Shamid who chucked the can of heavy metals, bits, and pieces down at Reuben Carrey, decking him square in the forehead.
"Aghhhhhh!!!!!!"
"Call it!" Maia again told Hana.
"I say he fell!" Hana betted.
"Okay, so if he's still hanging onto the rope, I get to shrink him and keep him! A real boy toy for a beautiful Greek goddess!" Maia chuckled.
"He's still hanging on." Kyrax responded.
"Yes!" Maia replied.
"Bitch!" Hana snapped.
"Relax, little woman! There's plenty of the little boy toy to go around!" Laughed Maia.
"Room for me, ladies?" Nairys asked.
"Hell yeah, babe!" Hana agreed.
"Kinky!" Maia said her usual.
"What the hell was in that!?!?!??!!!???" Shouted an extremely angry Reuben Carrey up at Shamid.
"I don't know." Said Shamid with a cute giggle at the end.
"You bloody shit! You did that on purpose! That hurt like hell, you maniac!" He screamed while Shamid drowned out his screaming with her loud laugh and applause. "Oh you think that's funny!"
"Yes." Shamid confirmed.
"I could kill you for that! I think you broke my bloody nose!" The man continued to berate her.
"How tall are you??" Shamid abruptly asked him.
"What?!" He asked.
"I asked how tall are you?" Shamid asked again.
"Why the hell does it matter?!" Asked Reuben.
"Because this is an island of giant women!" Shamid laughed at him.
"Giant women?" Reuben repeated what he heard, although not sure how much of it he believed until he realized that Shamid looked quite large from such a distance as a few hundred feet.
"One of us is thirty feet tall." Shamid told him, referring to Ktan.
"Thirty... Feet?" He sounded worried.
"This poor soul wasn't told anything!" Kyrax mentioned over the radio, realizing that he suffered from the same incompetency she had to in her last assignment for the Humans.
"Maybe the imperials assign their worst people to these pathetic jobs so they can be rid of them and can deny they ever existed." Said Tarten, earning a sharp gaze from Kyrax. "Just saying..."
"Thanks." Kyrax groaned.
"Okay ladies... We have another buffoon on our wall. Take it easy on him, okay?" Lynka requested.
"Psh! When does Shamid ever do that?" Wessi asked.
"Err... Excuse me, Shamid??" Reuben shouted up to her.
"Yes?" Shamid answered him.
"Are you here to obstruct me in my duties??" Asked the spy, showing an unusual display of fear as he held his bleeding nose.
"Yes." Shamid admitted.
"Hey! Hey, Reuben Carrey!"
Reuben heard someone call his name from below. When he looked down, he saw a different girl in a white suit at the bottom of his cable, which he had staked into the ground beneath the snow. It was Saffron Jennings, now bigger than ever, and definitely huge from his point of view. His eyes grew wide at the sight of a Human woman who stood close to twenty feet tall and was proud of it. "Who are you?" He asked her.
"I'm more than three times your puny size! That's who!" Saffron assured him, posing with her knuckles against her hips, her boot prints in the snow comparatively much bigger than his.
She looked like she could eat him if she were hungry enough.
"Oh, Mary, Mother of Jesus... She's massive!" The spy began to panic when he realized how entrenched he was on an island full of giant women. "I hope these women are at least friendly..." He thought to himself as he looked up the cable and saw a Shamid waving down at him with a goofy smile.
"Mr. Carrey, you are surrounded by women, mostly three to four times your size! We are horny, and we don't have a lot of Human-sized males to fuck very often! So if you come down from that rope and surrender to the Nova Polarisian Executive Council, we'll at least try not to snap your penis in half when we have our way with you!" Saffron called out.
Reuben had essentially froze where he dangled. He once again looked up at the ledge where Shamid watched him , bearing a shitty smirk that he wished to punch off of her silly face. Now he saw Kyrax emerge onto the ledge and grab his cable. "Is this steel??" She asked him, running her claws along it, causing noise to reverberate through the material.
"Do you want us to help you up?" Shamid questioned the man who started to nod until Kyrax growled and produced a disturbing smile, showing her sharp teeth, like signalling he was to be eaten. "Want us to help you down?" She then asked him.
"No!!!" He sharply answered her, clutching the cable tightly.
"Mr. Carrey, it's either they're gonna kill you, or I'm gonna shrink you! Either way you're fucked, whether it's in a proverbial or literal since!" Saffron warned him, drawing her gun on him.
"Wait!" He shouted up to Kyrax who had brandished a huge steel cable cutter and began to snip his support.
"Haha! Boy toy! Boy toy! Boy toy!" Shamid cheered.
Finally the cable gave to the cutters, he whipped off of the face of the ledge and right as the spy began to fall toward the ground, Saffron zapped him with her gun, and quickly positioned herself so that she could catch him in her cleavage- succeeded to do so with remarkable precision, since he seemed to slip right between her mountainous breasts like they were a glove.
"Gotcha!" Saffron proclaimed.
"Haha!!! Hope you enjoy the lovers!!!" Shamid laughed.
"Get in there! You belong to the Size Devils now, boy!" Saffron told him as her finger shoved him into her cleavage, and she zipped up her suit.
"Good work, ladies." Lynka congratulated the team that intercepted the latest spy.
"I can get used to this." Admitted Kyrax.
"That's the third one this year. Right then, you can have the next one." Shamid told her.
As Saffron entered the fortress, Neya and two Sergeants of the Giant Tinerian Guard met her at the door. "You know the new protocol." Neya told her.
"Ugh! So boring! He's gotta at least pass through three pairs of titties before he can get to Maia's, and that should count for at least two pairs!" Saffron moaned.
"Lucky me!" Maia responded having heard the remark on the radio.
"Commander..." Neya held out her hand.
The new protocol on shrunken prisoners, adopted by the Executive Council, required that for security purposes, the prisoner had to be exhausted through extensive cleavage exposure before reaching their final destination. This required Reuben Carrey to be handed over to Neya, who would then hand him over to the Giant Tinerian Guard to build a new dossier and profile of him, process him, and then handed to Warden Nairys who would assess him. Only then can the initial neutralizing Devil, Saffron in his case, be allowed to take possession of them again.
It was a deliberate security process, and it was a deliberate protocol to please the maximum number of horny giant women.
"Are you transporting him to the post?" Saffron questioned Neya.
"Yes." Neya confirmed.
"Fine..." Saffron unzipped her suit, allowing her gargantuan bust to pop out and the little spy to gasp for fresh air.
"Boob sweat!!" He shouted.
"How dare he!" Saffron huffed.
"Can't breathe!" He shouted.
"Tsk! Ohhhh!!! Don't be such a little sissy!!!" Saffron told him, picking him out of her cleavage and handing him over to Neya's palms. "You're going with her for now!!! Don't be a little shrimp-dick, okay???"
The spy was practically half-conscious as he lay in Neya's palm for a second, taking in fresh air and feeling onset small sickness. The two female guards, twin sisters from the Tinerian tribe, who each flanked Neya's sides, gawked at the shrunken Human and giggled at him. They spoke to one another in their shared language, which Neya and Saffron both understood, as it was a dialect of the Zanzhi language. Confused, the tiny man inquired as to what they were laughing about.
"What's so funny?" He asked.
"They love watching Humans being shrunk! You're just the latest!" Saffron told him.
"Oh no..." He moaned in his sense of defeat.
"I better get going." Neya said, smiling up at her superior, Saffron.
"Yeah it's best not to keep Maia and Hana waiting, they don't like it when their little boy toys have a delay in their shopping schedule." Saffron cautioned her.
"Wait! Don't I get a phone call??" The boy began to shout as Neya closed her hand and dropped him into her own cleavage.
"Silly little creatures." She remarked.
"Silly little men." Saffron added.
