With Naga joining the group, they all walked north towards the next town and hopefully the next page. Naga joined using the excuse that she wanted to help Lina and spend time with her sister, but Lina knew that the busty bimbo just wanted to get her hands on the vore bible and maybe tease Lina some more about banging her boyfriend. Gourry walked several feet behind Lina, never coming too close or he would receive a nasty look from her. He’d tried to apologize twice, but each incident ended with a fireball being pitched at his head. The best action, Gourry thought, was to give Lina space and she’d forgive him once she got horny again and needed him.

They continued walking, until they saw a small village over the hill. Knowing that village meant restaurants and restaurants meant food, they all rushed into the town looking for a good place to eat. When they arrived, they found the streets abandoned, clothes left on the line, doors open and abandoned stands and stores. Worst of all, there wasn’t a restaurant in town that wasn’t empty of cooks or staff.

“Naga, you didn’t come to this town and laugh?” Lina asked, knowing that Naga’s laugh had the effect to drive people from their homes in horror.

Naga sneered at the redheaded witch and shook her head. “Can’t say I’ve ever been here.”

Everyone split up and tried to find someone. They checked the houses and looked into windows, but saw nobody. They did see something odd though, many of the houses had food on the stove or tea ready to pour. It looked like everyone had vanished right while they were in the middle of something. They all met at the town center and discussed their findings.

“What type of diabolical evil could of done this injustice?” Amelia asked to no one in particular. They threw out some ideas, ranging from mass evacuation to space invasion. Amelia drifted out of the conversation, when she heard a tiny voice bellow her.

“You owe me a gold coin. I told you she was wearing a thong.”
Amelia looked down and saw, between her legs, two tiny, naked men looking up her skirt.

Amelia screamed and lifted her foot up, she brought it down hard on one of the men, reducing him to paste. Everyone looked at Amelia and then down at her feet. The other tiny man was waving up to them with a smile. The group just looked down dumbly, not totally believing what they were seeing.

“It’s a tiny man!”

“He’s so small!”

“Where did he come from?”

“Oh my God! I crushed one of them! I’m a terrible defender of Justice!”

The man shook his hands in a calming gesture at Amelia. “Don’t worry, lass. The man is fine, just look.” Amelia cautiously lifted her foot and saw the crushed little man still attached to the bottom of her foot. But, although there was only a flattened wad of pink tissue, an arm came out and waved up at Amelia. Slowly, the young girl reached for her shoe and peeled the man off and looked at him in amazement.

“How?” Amelia muttered.

“Our village was cursed by this sorceress bitch because we ran out of her favorite dish. The fat cow ate all of it and complained when we ran out. So, the crazed whore shrunk every man, woman and child the village and has been collecting us every few weeks to make a stew. To keep us from dying or being eaten between her visits, she makes us indestructible. Comes in handy sometimes,” the shrunken man said thoughtfully. Lina contemplated about what the tiny man had said. The power to shrink people sounded like something the vore bible could do, but she had to be sure,

“You didn’t by chance see her carry a sheet of paper, did you?” Lina asked. The man rubbed his chin, thinking back to the last time he saw the sorceress that did this to him and his people.