Dragon the Size of an Ant RWBY Shrunken Interactive chapter 4 by theHornedPine

"Well, I guess this will be no small feat," Yang forced a laugh, staring up at the world around her. It was so overwhelming, terrifying. She saw her boot, far in the distance, the one she had been wearing not five minutes ago; it loomed high in the sky like a skyscraper, the boots which used to be shin-high now seemed to go all the way to heaven. Even the thick sole of her boot, scuffed and slightly worn, was taller than she was now. If she wanted to, she was sure she could crawl underneath it and squeeze through the treads like tunnels. "I'm all for getting a kick out of stuff, but this is ridiculous!"

She looked around and saw herself in a valley encircled by the massive mountain ranges of her now-discarded clothes. "Talk about high fashion, huh?" She shook her head, wandering the massive expanse, looking for a spot that would be easiest to traverse.

"I don't know what's going on. I'm not sure I want to know. But, I know I can't stay here," Yang thought aloud, trying to distract herself from the dread of being half-an-inch tall, naked and afraid. "Weiss is still supposed to come, so I should figure out a way to get her attention before-" Yang stopped herself, not wanting to think about her fate if Weiss didn't see her down on the floor, shuddering at the thought.

As Yang began to scale the pile of clothes, she gazed in awe, still amazed that she was wearing all of this moments ago. "Dang, this is freaky! I think this is my shirt, and now it's like I'm crossing the desert." Yang tried to keep her spirits up by making light of everything. And, she was genuinely amazed, impressed almost, at the expanse of her old clothes, how the folds and loose waves appeared as deep valleys or towering hills. "I guess it's hard not to appreciate the sheer size of everything! ...I guess that pun only works if I wore sheer."

But what caught Yang's attention the most on her expedition was when she found an unusually firm mountainside. An off-white slope that looked unusually round compared to the rest of the landscape, and firm against her touch, paired with a similar cup not far away. Yup, this was her bra, alright. "I'd recognise you anywhere~"

Yang began to climb up the massive, rounded hill, preferring the solid, relatively stable platform after walking through a wade of loose, flowing shirt and shorts. However, one major disadvantage became clear. "Why did I have to have such huge girls?" Yang bemoaned, the enormity of the bra cup due in large part to her large parts. Doubtlessly the biggest chest in Beacon, she needed support which matched the hugeness of her breasts. While a source of pride for her, Yang was discovering the downsides of a bosom her size (besides the constant backpain, the creepy leers from men, and the boob sweat) as she struggled to scale the massive expanse.

As she climbed, she wondered what this scene must have looked like to someone who wasn't small enough to be squished between a girl's fingers. She imagined looking down on herself, laughing as her tiny, naked body scrambled across a musky brassiere, her tiny body, though visible, now so easy to miss. She wondered what she would do if she found a tiny person crawling around her bra, and she grimaced as she realised that she probably wouldn't have considered that person as anything more than a bug. "There's no way anybody would think that about me, though, right?" She laughed, but her face was haunted.

As she finally scaled Mt. Bra, Yang collapsed, laughing at the absurdity of resting on top of her own bra. She took this moment to look around, taking advantage of her high vantage point (well, high to her). But her sightseeing was quickly interrupted as she eyes flicked to the door, the creaking sound of its opening roaring through the room, and the foot steps of who walked in sending shocks through Yang's whole body.

Yang looked on, soon finding herself looking up at someone she (may) know.