Clone & Body Size Control, Part 1

I left the chaos of the plaza behind me and strolled away at an unhurried pace.

At my back, a grotesque symphony was still playing — beast-like moans tangled with muffled screams, and beneath it all the sirens of more police cars racing in from the distance. To me, though, the whole racket was nothing more than a pleasant lullaby.

"It's almost midnight anyway. Once the clock hits twelve, every body I've bound will come loose on its own."

I murmured it under my breath, glancing at the clone who stood silently at my side. The instant the hands of the clock touched midnight, the threads of mana I'd scattered through the air would vanish like a mirage, and the police and civilians who'd been writhing naked, violating one another, would snap back to their senses. Their ruined lives, though — and the explicit videos that would be immortalized on the internet — those weren't going anywhere.

On the walk home I drank in the cool night air, basking in a victor's ease.

"Yeah. My life's already as pathetic as it gets. Might as well enjoy whatever comes."

A languid exhaustion wrapped itself around me after pouring everything out. I opened the front door, threw myself onto the bed, and the soft mattress gathered up those violent memories one by one.

"I wonder what power I'll get tomorrow. I can't wait."

A bitter smile on my lips, I clutched my phone and closed my eyes. The new authority that God's Whim Ver. 2.0 would bestow — and the new sacrifices who would scream and crumble beneath it. Just imagining it made the blood in my veins run hot all over again.

The predator's deep sleep began. And outside the window, the midnight bell quietly rang in a new day.

When I opened my eyes, the window was already flooded with dazzling morning sunlight.

The traces of last night — turning ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the heart of Gangnam into a living hell, violating the National Little Sister Jeong Su-bin with two of 'me' — lingered ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠as a lazy muscle ache through my whole body. My mind, though, was clearer and sharper than it had ever been.

Out of habit I picked up the phone I'd left by the bedside. The clock read 9 AM. Midnight had come and gone, so the Puppeteer's strings that had bound that crowd of people and police officers in the nude would already have vanished like a mirage.

The moment I casually lit up the screen, my heart began to pound in a bizarre, lurching rhythm.

In my message inbox, words were laid out that glowed with a deeper violet radiance than yesterday's.

"……What the hell is this? A clone and… size control?"

I sat bolt upright in bed and stared at the screen. Ver. 2.0 really was different. One of yesterday's abilities had vanished, and a new one had been layered on top of what remained.

Clone had been kept as-is. In place of Puppeteer — the power to seize other people's bodies — it seemed I'd been given the ability to freely adjust the size of my own.

A duplicate modeled perfectly after me, and the power to change my body's size at will. My lips trembled. With shaking fingers I tapped Body Size Control and read through the detailed description.

"Body size control……"

Tens of thousands of wicked, thrilling plans flashed through my mind like lightning. While I sat here watching the news, my clone could shrink itself down and slip into a beauty's bag, or infiltrate her private bedroom. Or, while I was violating her myself, the clone could enlarge just one specific part and fill every hole she had without leaving a gap.

I remembered Jeong Su-bin yesterday, howling in shame as she was impaled on two cocks. If I'd been able to control my body size then? She would have been crushed under a mass of flesh beyond anything she could imagine, plunging even deeper into the abyss of corruption.

I got out of bed and stood in front of the full-length mirror. Then I closed my eyes and drew up the new mana coiled inside me.

"Come out, other me."

The air refracted faintly as violet particles began to coalesce at my side. A moment later, another 'me' stood reflected in the glass — wearing the same clothes, wearing the same bitter smile, expressionless.

I pinched my left arm. The clone's eyebrow twitched, just barely. Shared sensation. And perfect control.

I looked back and forth between the two of me in the mirror and murmured quietly.

"I'm not alone today either. And besides…… the size restriction is gone. Fuck, I'm looking forward to this."

Beyond revenge and amusement, it was time now for two sorcerers — and the ever-shifting power of size — to conduct my own perfect puppet show upon the stage of the world.

"Ah, I'm already getting hard. Who should I punish today……"

Seo-yun surfaced in my mind without warning. She'd been doing that with Cheol-min at the café and gotten hauled off to the police station… but she still hadn't crossed paths with me. The time had finally come. Today I was going to give her a proper taste.

I'll trample every last pale, milky-white inch of you.

"Seo-yun, how have you been? No — you've been living through hell, haven't you."

I swam through the sea of social media, hunting for traces of her. The woman who'd fallen into the abyss with that Cheol-min bastard a few days ago had stopped uploading entirely; her account just sat there, abandoned. I went back through the remnants of her former splendor one by one.

The angle of the night view from her window. The pattern of the marble in her living room. The neighborhood backdrops and unit numbers she'd shown off like trophies. Fitting all the pieces together, I pinpointed the unit of a luxury high-rise apartment in the heart of Gangnam.

Just as I thought. Behind a girl living a wealthy life in a place like that at such a young age, plastered in designer goods, there had to have been a solid 'sponsor.' Her posts were packed with things written for them. Right now she'd be hiding from the world's eyes inside that glittering prison, gasping for breath.

"Today I'm going to tear down that fake fortress you built — from the inside."

I looked at my clone standing in front of the mirror. Before I even gave the order, it shrank its hundred-and-eighty-centimeter frame down to ten centimeters in an instant. The other 'me' that climbed onto my palm was grotesquely precise, and menacing.

I slipped the clone into my coat pocket and headed for the apartment.

Even the thorough security system was useless against me. In a corner of the hallway I took the clone out and pushed it through the hairline gap in the door. A moment later, a cheerful electronic chime sounded from inside as the lock disengaged.

Beep—

The door opened, and the apartment that greeted me was oppressively dark. Even in that darkness, though, a thick perfume hung in the air, announcing her presence.

On the living room sofa, Seo-yun sat hugging her knees, staring blankly at a news story about herself on the TV. She whipped her head around at the sound.

"……Who's there?! How did you get in here!"

Disheveled hair. A haggard complexion. But those arrogant eyes that had looked down on me were still alive. I slowly turned on the living room lights. Under the brightened illumination, Seo-yun's eyes went wide with horror as she recognized my face.

"You…… you're… that loser from the blind date….!!!"

"Shh, Seo-yun. Your voice is too loud. I came to give you that special treatment you love so much."

I walked toward her. Seo-yun tried to back away, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠but already my clone — restored to its original size — was pressing down on her shoulders from behind, cold and heavy.

"Uh……? Huh? Why…… why are there two of the same person? That's impossible!"

Seo-yun looked back and forth between my original body and the clone, about to scream. I roughly covered her mouth and whispered low against her ear.

"Lo…… loser, huh. Seo-yun, you still haven't grasped the situation, have you."

Looking down at her trembling with her mouth covered, I couldn't help but laugh. The clone standing behind her answered my glance and slowly lifted its hands from her shoulders. The instant the freed Seo-yun flinched to run, the clone thrust its right hand in front of her eyes.

"Seo-yun, you can't run. You'll start enjoying this too in a little while. Watch closely. Watch how the world you knew is about to change."

The clone's right fingers began to swell into a grotesque shape. The slender digits thickened in an instant to the size of an adult's forearm, then grew large enough to cover Seo-yun's entire face. Veins ballooned as if about to burst. Skin stretched. A grotesque spectacle.

"……Ah! Ahhh! That's impossible! Wh-what is this!"

Seo-yun's pupils tore open in horror. The sight of a human body — right in front of her eyes — magically growing enormous shook her common sense to its roots. When the clone's enlarged finger roughly stroked her cheek, she was so terrified she couldn't even scream, just gasping for breath.

But that was only the beginning.

I slowly unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock, already as hard as it could get. It was already enormous compared to Cheol-min's from a few days ago, but I wasn't satisfied. I closed my eyes and concentrated the power inside me into my lower body.

"Kkuh……!"

A beast-like groan leaked from my mouth. Then my cock began to swell with a grotesque, expanding sound. The pillar, already far beyond ordinary human specifications, instantly grew to the size of a baseball bat. Veins glistened as if about to burst, and the head of it swelled larger than her fist.

Seo-yun stumbled backward, staring at my enlarged member. In her eyes, arrogance had been ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠replaced by overwhelming terror — and behind that terror, a strange flicker of anticipation.

"Kyaah~ What is that? You… how can you do this.."

"From now on, these are going inside your body. How about it? Aren't you looking forward to it?"

I pressed my baseball-bat-sized shaft against her wet lips and murmured it quietly. The clone's enlarged fingers gripped her hair, pinning her so she couldn't flee.

"Ah…… ahh…… no! Please……! How is something like that supposed to…… go in!"

Seo-yun shook her head and wailed, but her gaze couldn't leave my enormous cock. She was no longer facing some loser from a blind date. She was standing stripped bare before an absolute being with power of unimaginable size, and she was beginning to sense the fate that awaited her — that she would have to take it.