Leah smiled as she leaned back in her comfortable chair, looking to the holographic screens in front of her. The thousands of neurological upgrades she had made her mind almost as sharp as that of an Android's, while she still maintained her humanity. She was interfaced with the ship - able to feel the ships actions, sense incoming hostiles, and preform all of the tasks necessary to make her the only one that needed to be part of the crew. Holographic projectors throughout the ship used a specialized, physical energy to produce clones that she controlled - they were identical copies of her down to the scent of her perfume and sweat, though their makeup allowed one to see through them like a ghost. They were solid enough to work the engine, make repairs, and the internal sensors of the small ship were good enough to detect even the smallest insect that scurried onboard.
She had no problem finding him...
Mathew whimpered a bit as he felt the warm, fleshy holographic fingertips squeezing his body. While his face was pressed against her skin, he could still see the world passing around him as though he were being carried by a specter. The Silver Lotus was in orbit near a remote planet that she had set up a temporary base on for resupplies while she was working her current job - disabling a cruiser's shields on behalf of Her Majesty's Royal Marines. Specifically, a ship called the 'VSS Halifax'. She needed to gain entry, and once that was done, she would signal the Warship Ascendant of her success. Little favors for the Royal Marines were enough to keep her out of their crosshairs while she continued her usual shady dealings with mercenaries and corporations. It ensured their home-world would always be open to her, a well defended utopia of sorts she absolutely adored visiting.
As the holographic version of herself approached the mainframe room, Mathew helplessly watched as he was gently set on the table in front of her, between Leah's mouse and keyboard. Her holographic palm kept him pinned down as black metallic straps bound his ankles and legs. They spread them apart, nearly quartering him in the process as they stretched his body to it's limits. His neck was strapped down, and black straps appeared over bits of his pelvis and the rest of his body.
"You know, little one." Leah said as her holographic self disappeared to resume its other duties, "There's no way you're getting any data off this ship. I don't know how you went so long without being detected, but whatever you're doing stops now. Too bad you had to shrink to pull off whatever mission you're on though~ I'm sure Her Majesty's Royal Guard will be more than happy to place you somewhere special..."
"I..." Mathew whimpered as he felt a sharp pain on the back of his neck. He cringed, as she swapped over to Mode C on her display.
"You don't need to speak~ I don't need to ask questions." She said slyly as her fingertip flew across the keyboard. "This will do it all for me."
Cerebral Link Established, Generating map of neurological pathways. Extracting data. The screen said. While she didn't really need a screen to work, it helped her out significantly. Her other 'selves' took a lot of concentration to keep the ship running, and though she was hyper-advanced, she usually preferred to do her hacking manually while her more complex tasks were run in the background. She tapped a few more buttons on her digital keyboard, before uploading all the knowledge she gathered from her extraction directly into her own mind.
"Wh..." He said softly, as a holographic version of Leah appeared over his little form. She was small, though easily twice his size. Just then, a gag appeared in his mouth to force him to keep silent.
"I see~" Leah said as she swapped back over to 'Mode A' to resume her work. "Well, if that's the case... You wouldn't mind giving me a sample of yourself so I could try and replicate it, would you?"
Black straps appeared around Mathew's little crotch, tightening his pelvis to the ground as a robotic arm of sorts appeared over him. Three prongs [REDACTED]. He let out a soft huff of pleasure as he lay there, unable to move as the holographic version of her removed her boot. She lifted up her foot, revealing a dust-covered sole. Even though he could see through her, the sole of her foot looked so real. He could see every indent of the print of her skin, every bit of dust and debris - and as it lowered onto his face, he could smell the unmistakable smell of foot musk. Her sole was bigger than his head - and it felt warm, damp, and sweaty. He couldn't tell why, but whatever physical material these holograms were made of actually felt real. He could see the smile on her holographic self's face as he felt the robotic arm attempting to [REDACTED]. He tried to struggle out of sheer reaction to the sensual stimulation, but he couldn't move an inch. The spike in the back of his head made his skull stationary, his body was strapped down with these holographic straps.
Leah continued to work as she enjoyed teasing the little one. Her upgrades made her fantastic at multitasking - and he wasn't a very complex task to pursue. Eventually, the lit signal on her screen came across as 'Permission Granted', and she used the relay on the nearby planet to send a message to the Warship Ascendant: Their operation was ready to begin. A few more seconds passed before the shield array on the VSS Halifax was down, and she leaned back triumphantly in her chair. Just as she did, a pulse of glowing blue liquid came up the robotic arm and into a small virtual storage tank. Instead of taking her foot off of Mathew though, the hologram version of Leah simply stepped forward - using his tiny body as a floormat, and crouched right on his abdomen. A small bit of the arm opened up, revealing a vial of blue glowing liquid that was made of the holographic tech.
"Well, this looks like it'll be an interesting thing to study~" Leah said coldly as she plucked the vial out from between her tinyself's fingertips. "It's probably nothing special, but I'll keep it around just in case. You wouldn't be the first spy a corporation sent to my ship to try and get me shot down~ Never understood why someone would volunteer for a mission that permanently shrinks you though. I know your memories said one thing, but I've come across memory alterations before to keep a probe like mine from working. Apologies in advance for this if you're not a spy, but I can't take the risk."
The gag stayed as the straps brought Mathew's legs and wrists together. His hands were over his head as she lifted him up from the table and dangled him in the air, smirking to the little one.
"Too bad for all those spies: I love crushing them~ I keep recordings of the events too, so if this is your last few moments alive, you can take solace in knowing that your death means something to me." She continued, "If your memories are honest though, I'm sure you'll enjoy this more than me."
Just then, she simply threw him over her shoulder like trash and resumed fiddling with the computer. Mathew tried to squeak through his gag as he fell, but he couldn't do anything. When he landed, the little one rolled a few feet before coming to a stop on his back. Then, a holographic version of Leah appeared over him - full-sized in all her holographic glory. The real Leah stood up from her desk and made her way out the door toward the mess hall, where she already had another holographic version of herself there preparing her something to eat. The hologram over Mathew was barefoot though - She lifted her foot over his little body with a smile, and set it on him...
He could feel her weight as though she were really there. He could feel her warm skin wrap around him, press the air from his lungs... But he could still see through her. The smell of her musky foot filled his lungs when she gave him just enough room to breathe, and after a few seconds of pinning him down, he could feel his body come to [REDACTED]. The hologram laughed as the [REDACTED], where another small holographic container was made to keep the sample safe. Just then, she lifted her heel up and pressed down. Mathew felt his body compress, breaking beneath the pseudo-weight of this girl who wasn't really there. It was a strange situation, a strange sensation, and he adored it... He could feel his body smash, feel every ounce of her weight on him, and feel every ridge of her skin's print press into his own skin. It was odd, yet absolutely enthralling...
The hologram didn't even lift her foot - it simply disappeared after he was crushed...
Leaving him as a mess on the floor to be cleaned up in the next cleaning cycle... A living, pained, crushed little pelt of flesh.