Kirito's been recommended a new game recently. A competitor to SAO after recent Pay-2-Win scandal, and lucky him he gets to be a beta tester for this new game. A real two penny luck.
Elden Rim. The game boasts a lot about how it's better than SAO. From gameplay, story and the many future content it'll create. If Kirito has any criticism about it is to cool the fuck down on the whole hype and spite.
But granted, they didn't lie about the features. Especially the Character Customization. Besides being a one-on-one re-creation of SAO's Character Creator, it adds an advantage system for each small change to your character. Be it your bust, muscles, heck even your height and accessories seems to matter here.
Whic, it'll be a nightmare to deal with in the future, (Kirito could just see how many copycat character would appear later on.) Better jot that down while he makes his character.
He was about to add his height however, when a *ping* came from his inbox, a voice message came from Silica. It's a reminder, today he's meeting with Silica's Mom.
Apparently it's a few hours trip from his house. So, not wanting to disappoint a friend. He decided to exit his NerveGear and head on out, just after he made his character. He can test the game tomorrow.
Little did Kirito know, he accidentally change his height from 1.75m to 1.55m, it's a simple blip, nothing to significant.
Until it started going down.
Keiko Ayano, or Silica online, had been one of Kirito's loyal friend. She's very kind, bright, cheerful, and supportive of Kirito and his other friends. Both on and off SAO.
Today is probably the first time for Kirito to visit Keiko's house, especially when he's about to meet her family. At least her mom, her dad's at work a lot, even had to stay there at times (poor dude.) according to Keiko.
"Ah, Kirito-San! W-welcome to my home!" A girl with light brown hair tied into two tails by red ribbons, Keiko, greeted him after he knocked on the door. She led her inside, following her to the simple house's hallway, a clean wooden floorboard greeted his feet with it's cold surface area.
As they went to the kitchen and living room to the left. The first thing Kirito saw was Keiko's mother, a taller older woman who had the same hair color tied to her back like a ponytail with a band, she was busy in the kitchen as a pot of what smelled and sounded like curry began to boil and simmered. It had him unconciously drool a bit.
"Wow. That smells so good." Kirito complemented, wiping his mouth clear.
"Hm? Oh you must be Kirito-San." Her mother laid down the spatula. Upon closer inspection, Keiko's mother was a twice a bit taller than him. Her arms and legs had a bit of firm muscle sticking out from her beige sweater. A small dot mole below her lip as she looked kindly with closed eyes on him. "I've heard so much about you from Keiko. Y'know she hasn't kept talking about you on and on after what you did for her."
"M-mom. Please, I, I don't talk about him that much... Do I?" Keiko flustered. Kirito could only chuckled from it, before suddenly being hugged out of nowhere by her mother.
His face was buried in soft supple cleavage, large enough that Kirito's head was sunk into her apron and sweater. She could smell the powdered curry, the strawberry lotion and the warmth heartbeat of Keiko's mom. Kirito struggled a bit before she lets go, gasping for hair. "Hm~ Thank you so much for being my Daughter's friend."
"Ah. Yeah. Sure no problem." Kirito made a huge mental note to not stare too much at her chest. And turns his head away. Keiko's mother went back to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
"S-sorry about my mom, she's... Uh, clingy." Keiko rubs her head. Sighed.
"Oh no don't worry about it." Kirito brushed off, "She was just being nice after all."
"Y-yeah. Yeah. I'm so glad you you visited though. It's been awhile since I had any friends to invite over to my house." Keiko leans her eyes away from Kirito as she talked, before snapping back. "So, are you gonna stay for tonight."
"I mean, I have to bring my clothes and other stuff here first, maybe tomorrow?"
"Oh, actually my dad has a bunch of old clothes from his high school. Like super old, but I think they'd fit."
The plan was just for visit Keiko, have dinner, talk and go home. Short, simple. But that sounded too simple. Keiko's been with Kirito through thick and thin don't they?
If Kirito had to describe his relationship with her, it'd be like a big brother hanging out with his little sister just from the height. He helped her with the whole SAO thing while she helps him just being there, loyal, supportive.
It would be kind of rude to do a quick visit now don't it?
"Alright, I guess I could stay for a few days, away from my NerveGear."
"I actually have a spare if you want to use, my Dad kinda accidentally bought two."
"How could he even do that?" Kirito leans his head. When they sat down and dinner is served, Keiko began retelling the day his dad tried online shopping for the first time...
It had been the next day since Kirito visited Keiko's home and stayed there. They used the guest room, tidy it up for him and let him stay there with the spare NerveGear Keiko talked about.
It was nice, very comforting. His room honestly is small compared to this.
But as he woke up and check the mirror on the closet. He noticed his pyjamas. They belong to Keiko's dad. It was too fit back then, with it's collar snap to Kirito's neck, arms and legs but now? They seem to be a bit looser.
Well he probably needed to get used to it.
The day goes by pretty well besides that. Kirito gets once again, hugged and smothered away by Keiko's very kind and uh, big mother. While him and her started trying out the new game, finally after so long.
It was then he realized he had accidentally put the wrong height on his character, instead of 1.75m it's 1.25m. Oh boy it'll be a chore to fix later. Maybe there's a potion here on the game that affected height? Should he try to ask the devs to add it?
Whatever, not a big deal, he'd probably needed to make a different build. Keiko's trying out a tank build, so an all DMG type like a Ranger, maybe something leaning to magic also would be good.
It'll be nice to try something not related to purely swords.
Okay. Kirito's started to worry a bit. His same pyjamas. The hand me down Keiko gifted to her from her dad's wardrobe had loosen up more than before. It had sag and loosen so much compare to before that it looks like he's been wearing some oversized robes. He had to ask for smaller clothes from Keiko.
Strangely enough neither Keiko or her mother had asked her about the sudden change of clothes size. Even weirder, Kirito felt the way they treated him was slowly different than before.
Keiko had started to stop stuttering whenever he's near her. Even touching her hand didn't make her blush.
Her mother was twice more clingy than before, and harder to pull out from her kisses and hugs. Kirito thought he might die from being buried by Keiko's Mother's chest.
Even in the game, Kirito realized his encumbrance, a mechanic to encourage players to use magical storage systems and all that, started decreasing it's limit. What's supposed to be 150kg drops to 110Kg.
Despite all this odd changes, everyone. Especially Keiko and her mom, didn't really react or treat him all that different. Still the same Kirito as ever.
Maybe something is wrong with him, might be. He swore his height was 1.25m, maybe it's actually 1.00m?
Okay something is clearly wrong with him.
Kirito's futton was a lot more massive than yesterday, it felt like he had a fever and his body suddenly drop in weight.
His new clothes, that was tight, was not only loosed but they practically just don't fit on him. It felt like a kid wearing his dad's clothes.
Even though Keiko treated him the same as before. At times she''d picked him up a and lead him around like an older sister to his little brother. Their height difference has changed to match that to.
And her mom. Boy Kirito had gasp his breath a lot. She was not only stronger but her chest seems to just wrap his body in full on. If her mother decided to one day break his personal boundaries and just, stuffed him under her sweater he feared Keiko might not find her. Or anyone for that matter.
Ugh... What a horrifying thought.
It's clear something is happening to him. But neither Keiko or her mom seems to notice it no matter how many times Kirito had asked for different set of clothes or how clearly different in size they were from when he went here up until a few days later.
Then when he played the game again... It was then, right on his Character menu that he realized something.
His height there changed as well, drastically. So he wasn't crazy that he had used to be 1.00m. But now it seems like the entire metric system just switch to cm. He was 90cm. He wasn't a teenager anymore he was practically a toddler.
A toddler who looked like a teenager at least. Thanked god.
Wait. All this started when he accidentally Type the wrong height don't it? He vividly remember the time frame between his recent height change and when he made the character. How does that work and why are Keiko and her mother didn't react to it at all?! He doesn't really know. At this point stuff like this he decided to put it as bullshit. He'll just find the how after he re-grows himself back.
But, when he decided to call the Devs....
They were on an indefinite hiatus.
Something about overworking themselves and decided a good few weeks would be a good time to take a break.
For the first time of the night in Keiko's house, Kirito began having nightmares about the future...
"I see... Alright Mr. Kirito I'll try to add those height potions to the game, though I didn't realize you were that kind of person."
Kirito stayed silent.
"Alright, I uh, speak too much. I'll be sure to add those to the game and uh... Change your height. Ok added to the 'to do list.' Okay, thanks for the feedback, we hope you continue your support for Elden Rim."
The dev closed the phone. As Keiko puts her phone back, she carried the now tiny 1cm Kirito back to the living room kotatsu, putting him there gently. "I still don't get why you ask something so specific."
"Oh. I have a LOT of reasons why." Kirito sarcastically snide, stretching his arms above the gigantic Keiko.
It had been a few weeks since the last time. Now he had stopped shrinking at just exactly that, 1cm. Which was great news more than anything.
But now, he had to face many new problems.
For starters, he had to take smaller portion of meals than his usual 1 plate. Like a pet. He had to be carried around like a parrot whenever he or Keiko wanted to go out and he had to wore doll clothes as a substitute for his wardrobe.
All of that and he was treated just the same as he was normal size. Everyone barely had a reaction to a tiny human walking around. Strangely it was good that no one had tried to accidentally step on him. What's terrible is that he had to face people breaking his private boundaries more than average.
Like this one time when he decided to go out with Keiko again, Keiko and he mother had chased some stray cat who stole some fish from the market. Unfortunately Kirito being tiny small Kirito was unable to follow these giants.
He ended up in an alleyway where one very brown tanned gyaru lady was just hanging out there loitering, smoking a cigarette. She wore a very tight white-t over a cheetah-patterned bra and thong under that ripped short jeans. She has short blond hair with a purple streak, wore a mask and had piercings and tattoos all over her body.
Kirito was tired, desperate and felt so short-sighted he decided to pay some random gyaru to carry him around to find the cat. He had generously gave her more than ¥500.000, generously gifted to him by Keiko's mother as pocket money, for the biggest waste of time and potentially the most harm he'd done to himself.
Although the Gyaru had taken the money and carried him around as he asked. She did it by stuffing him between her enormous mountain size cleavage filled with cigarett ash, bubblegum wads and a large amounts of skin lotion that makes his entire body both sticky and smooth from the entire time she carried him.
After a few hours trying to find Keiko, surviving the Gyaru's bumpy death defying cleavage ride. She had forgotten what she was doing and left Kirito between her tits for almost the entire day. Stuck between two massive marmaries now filled with sweat and b.o. it made him almost lose his mind in the boob prison.
Thankfully, she had realized Kirito was still between her tits. Terribly she thought Kirito was the one who overstayed his welcome and decided to fondle him between her cleavage and then stuffed him under her ass, grinding him down until he was knocked out.
Before he was tossed away like garbage near a dump, just a few walks to Keiko's home.
Man. What a fucking day. Kirito just wants a shower.
"Oh. Kirito! There you are!" Called out by a familiar voice, it's Keiko's mom waiting for him in front of her door. "Where have you been sweety, Keiko and I have been so worried about you?!" She looked panicked, worried for him.
Kirito didn't say much, too tired to even explain anything. Keiko seems to be lying down on the Kotatsu waiting for him all day, before she dozed off due to how much the time passed by. It looks like she cried...
"Oh don't worry. You can explain everything to me once your all brushed up, bathe and had a good night sleep~ Ara-ara, you're a bit smelly. Gosh. Keiko was so worried." Keiko's mom pinch Kiriko's clothes before putting him in her cleavage.
Kiriko could only squeal and beg softly to not face another pair of mammoth cleavage, he may be a man but he doesn't want to die by a pair of mommy milkers.
Thankfully Kirito's exhaustion seems to swept away, as he took of his dirty grimed filled clothes with ash and gumwads and dip his naked body in the warm pool of a bathtub, with Keiko's mom naked as well, splashing a wave of Kirito as he landed back between her chest, now a smaller pool as water filled between them.
She filled the smaller pool water with soap, rinche his hair with shampoo and gently careesed his body with her enormous milf quality tits to rub his body clean. He can feel the worries and fear melt away by the smothering of her smooth clean skin just pinning him down under her flesh.
Eventually he was clothed, had brushed his teeth off and clean himself up enough to sleep in his usual futon.
That was until she turned around and placed him back between her cleavage. As she buttons her own pyjamas and slept in her own futon, lying Kirito down on her chest without him even getting a chance to protest.
Not like he could even do so. With how tiny he is.
And when she turns her back to the side, her right chest had crushed Kirito down, forcing him into a deep sleep pinned between Keiko's chest.
Keiko and her mother will treat him like this forever wouldn't they?
Kiriko wondered when the Devs have finally fixed everything will he turned back to normal or will he forever stayed this way at the mercy of both Keiko and her mother?
Time will only tell...