"Alright," you said, fiddling with the bracelet.
"Wait," Ukuma said. "Let's do this in the living room."
You were surprised, but went with it. "Alright..."
A minute later you were in Ukuma's small but comfortable living room area; the clear plastic box with the 10 snoozing tinies was placed on his coffee table, which he pulled closer to him so he could easily peer over the top when he leaned in.
"Alright, ready," said your giant.
"Got it."
You fiddled with the bracelet, double-checked the false memories were implanted with mind control, then woke up all 10 of them. At first, they were bleary-eyed, not sure where they were. Then the screams of panic as they saw the giant hulking Tongan leering at them from the heavens, his breath filling the box.
"Hi there," Ukuma said with a shy smirk. "Can't believe I got all of you."
The 10 tinies ran comically around the box, looking for escape, but there was nothing - and Ukuma's massive face and booming laughter were inescapable. "There's nowhere to go," he said, taunting them. Your heart raced with excitement.
A couple of them stopped to stare at him. Then, a particularly muscular one yelled up at him, "let us go!"
Another agreed. "We didn't do anything to you! Let us out!"
Ukuma just laughed again and shook the box, and the two loudmouths collapsed to the floor; the other 8 rolled around helplessly. Floating just above the corner and peering down, totally invisible to them, you started stroking your cock at the way Ukuma had slipped into this dominant role. He still used minimal words, speaking slowly, thoughtfully, breathily, but there was a new and exciting edge to his tone.
"You're mine now," Ukuma said, licking his lips. "Do what I say and you'll be alright. If ya don't..."
With speed that made you gasp, Ukuma reached into the box and plucked out one of the men, the one who had yelled at him before. Your gasp, of course, was nothing to the utterly terrified screams that all the little in the box unleashed. It was pure horror. The man, who struggled wildly and fruitlessly in Ukuma's grip, was tall, tattooed, bald, muscular. He looked like a tough, strong man and it would be interesting to see Ukuma take him down a peg. You flew to Ukuma's ear and whispered to him. "Invincibility is on, you want me to turn it off? Tap the table twice for yes, once for no."
Ukuma thought about it, then tapped the table twice, nonchalantly. With a rush of excitement, you turned off invincibility for this tiny and then flew back to the opposite side of the box, sitting on the rim and watching the show.
"This little prick," Ukuma said, glaring at the tiny trapped in his fist. "Any of you disobey me, and..."
You saw Ukuma's fingers tense and tighten as he closed the fist. The tiny yelled out in pain, every bone in his body threatening to shatter. Ukuma's eyes were wide with excitement as he felt a power truer than any he had felt before. In that moment, the tiny's life was in his hands...
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