The tiny apprentice
Type-Moon Size Interactive
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
zikade
Dust kicked up around Azaka’s shoes as she explored the messy laboratory. Waning sunlight weakly filtered through filthy windows and illuminated cluttered shelves stacked with various tomes and alchemical implements. She had come to this abandoned workplace to investigate a string of recent disappearances, in which the victim had simply vanished without a trace; the only clues being the victim’s discarded clothing had been strangely shrunk, the remnants barely small enough to fit a doll. Touko had brought Azaka to this dilapidated building in order to investigate. The magus had said she had a hunch about this place, but wouldn’t elaborate. They had split up in order to cover as much ground before nightfall. Azaka was under strict orders not to touch anything suspicious, but that hasn’t stopped her from poking several bizarre jars filled with mysterious glowing liquids. Touko herself had disappeared somewhere in the labyrinth of dusty bookshelves and claustrophobic rooms.
“Mikiya will be so proud of me if I solve this mystery myself!” Azaka thought, poking her nose around for clues. Twirling a test tube between her fingers, she began rifling through a file cabinet. One of her discoveries, however, made her recoil in shock. Stumbling backwards, the test tube slipped from her grasp and shattered on the floor. The liquid within began to smoke and bubble, and soon Azaka was enveloped in a noxious gas. Coughing, she fell to her knees and quickly lost consciousness.
When she finally came to, Azaka noticed something seemed… off. The shards of glass from the broken test tube were the size of boulders, and the top of the filing cabinet seemed to scrape the sky. An embarrassing realization washed over her… she had also fallen victim to the shrinking alchemist! The floorboards under her shook as a booming sound drew her attention. Touko, alerted by the commotion, had entered the room.
Raising an eyebrow, the magus knew she heard something from this room, but there was no one to be found. To Azaka, however, the sorceress seemed to be a mile tall! Her high-heeled shoes clicked on the wooden floor as she approached the open filing cabinet. Too shocked to move, Azaka could only stare as her giant teacher strode towards her tiny form. Pounding footfalls reverberated through her body, until Touko’s foot overhead blocked out the light. Squeezing her eyes shut for the inevitable, Azaka braced herself to be squashed. She thought of her brother’s smiling face in her last breaths. Moments passed, and… nothing. Looking around, all she could see was the underside of Touko’s shoe. Thankfully, she was small enough that by crouching down, she narrowly fit under the shoe’s heel. Crawling out, Azaka gasped as she beheld the mass of flesh and leather before her. If she had any hope of leaving here in one piece, she had to get Touko’s attention. But how? Her voice certainly wouldn’t reach all the way up there, and her fire magic would make barely more than a spark at this size. She would have to climb up Touko, but without Shiki’s athleticism it would quite a tribulation. Rounding the toe of the shoe, Azaka craned her neck to take in the monolithic woman before her. Touko’s legs seemed to reach up to infinity like columns holding up the sky, and the cliffs of her breasts blocked out any view of her face. Thankfully, the magus was sufficiently enthralled by this latest cache of alchemical secrets that she was relatively still.
Wasting no time, Azaka climbed onto the pointed toe of the shoe. Her reflection in the shiny leather revealed her messy hair and frightened countenance. Scrambling up the slick surface, she reached the top of Touko’s foot. Placing a hand on the woman’s soft skin, Azaka could feel the warmth of her teacher’s flesh. It was comforting, but it was also a bit frightening that something that nearly crushed her to death could be so alive. Azaka continued her ascent until she was stopped by a waterfall of black fabric descending to Touko’s ankle. The hem of the magus’s pants stopped short just above the ankle, barely out of Azaka’s reach. Even stretching her arms almost to the breaking point, it dangled just out of reach of her fingertips. Undeterred, she made a running jump, stretching her fingers out to grasp the edge of the dark material. Azaka knew that if she missed, she’d reach an untimely end on the floor, with no hope of ever seeing her beloved brother again.
She closed her eyes as she flew through the air and… success! She felt the fabric against her palms and quickly closed her fingers around it, leaving her dangling in mid-air against Touko’s leg. Glancing up, Azaka took in the enormity of the task before her. It was going to be like climbing one of the pillars that supports the heavens. But at least one thing was still in her favor: Touko was still so engrossed in her research that she was standing stock still. Azaka climbed hand-over-hand, determined not to look down. Higher and higher she went, swaying side to side every time Touko shifted her weight from one foot to the other. It was a barely visible movement, yet to Azaka it felt like the whole world was being overturned. Several times she almost lost her grip and plummeted to her doom, but she always regained her grip at the last second. Her hands were burning from the effort, so it came as sweet relief when she finally arrived at Touko’s hips. The material widened out into a swath of fabric linking both sides of the magus’s waist. As she climbed, Azaka could feel a strange bulge under the material. The slightly squishy nature of the object told her that it must be a pack of the magus’s ubiquitous cigarettes. Touko’s dress shirt draped over the top of her pants, offering a bit of shade for the exhausted student clinging to her hip. Pushing herself past her limits, Azaka climbed closer to her teacher’s crotch and scrambled up towards the woman’s belt. Passing under the protection of the shirt, she hooked one arm over the belt buckle and pulled herself up onto the slender platform of the metal clasp. Wiping the sweat from her brow, Azaka permitted herself to recuperate for a few moments, resting her head against the warm skin of Touko’s flat stomach. The shade provided by the overhanging shirt allowed the girl to close her eyes briefly, thinking over her situation. This alchemist’s concoction was powerful enough to shrink someone in seconds. Shiki would have to be dispatched to deal with this dangerous criminal. But first, Azaka knew she had to get her teacher’s attention before some stray rat gobbled her up. She couldn’t bear the thought of never seeing her brother again, of her disappearing and he never knowing what happened.
Opening her eyes, she looked up and took in the sight of Touko’s breasts hovering in the air overhead. The large fleshy globes were barely contained within the black bra. Squeezed tightly together, they offered no safe route between them. Azaka would be forced to climb the outside of Touko’s shirt to reach salvation. Sighing, Azaka ran a hand over Touko’s stomach, feeling the warm skin beneath her fingers. She could almost reach the woman’s navel. It looked like an inviting place to hide, but she knew she had to keep moving. Jumping off the belt buckle, she caught fistfuls of the white shirt and began to climb up towards the buttons in the center of the garment. Climbing between two buttons, she emerged onto the outer side of the shirt. Unfortunately, she knew she was still out of her teacher’s sight, due to Azaka still being under the shelf of Touko’s breasts. Using the buttons to help her ascent, Azaka realized another problem: her teacher’s breasts were simply too large to climb from underneath. The slope was dangerously steep, and she wasn’t going to make an unacceptable risk now, so close to rescue. Looking around, she noticed that Touko’s arms were raised, as she investigated a clue on a shelf overhead, allowing Azaka to scamper over toward the magus’s ribs and climb up that way, moving up the side of her left breast. Azaka blushed when her hands first came into contact with her teacher’s breast, but this was a matter of survival. Conscious that Touko’s arms could return to her sides and crush her at any moment, Azaka quickened her pace until she was finally at Touko’s shoulder.
The tiny apprentice plopped down in triumph, looking down at the massive woman she just scaled. Touko’s feet, where she started her adventure, were miles away. It beggared belief that she climbed up the sheer cliff of Touko’s leg, but the burning pain in Azaka’s muscles stood testament to her accomplishment. She reached her plateau just in time, as Touko’s arms returned to her sides, an ancient book held in her hands. As the curious magus began to turn the yellowed pages, Azaka, knowing she was so close to her destination, charged across Touko’s collar, aiming toward her neck. Her teacher’s long red hair was drawn up in her usual ponytail, denying Azaka an easy route to Touko’s ear. The magus’s eyes, deep in thought behind her glasses, were concentrated on the book, so her tiny student would have to make some kind of noise in order be noticed. Azaka was so deep in thought herself that she failed to notice Touko’s hand reaching up toward her. The fingers brushed against her as Touko moved to adjust her glasses. The tiny girl was sent stumbling forward by the sudden impact, and she tripped on the woman’s collarbone and tumbled down head over heels. Everything went topsy-turvy as Azaka tried to reach out for something, anything, to stop her descent. Finally, her fingers caught something smooth and warm in their grasp. Looking at her reflection in the orange gem, she realized she was clinging to the jewel attached to Touko’s necklace. Below her, a canyon of cleavage threatened to swallow her up if her grip failed. Staring into the fleshy crevasse below, Azaka felt her fingers begin to slide down the charm…
“Mikiya will be so proud of me if I solve this mystery myself!” Azaka thought, poking her nose around for clues. Twirling a test tube between her fingers, she began rifling through a file cabinet. One of her discoveries, however, made her recoil in shock. Stumbling backwards, the test tube slipped from her grasp and shattered on the floor. The liquid within began to smoke and bubble, and soon Azaka was enveloped in a noxious gas. Coughing, she fell to her knees and quickly lost consciousness.
When she finally came to, Azaka noticed something seemed… off. The shards of glass from the broken test tube were the size of boulders, and the top of the filing cabinet seemed to scrape the sky. An embarrassing realization washed over her… she had also fallen victim to the shrinking alchemist! The floorboards under her shook as a booming sound drew her attention. Touko, alerted by the commotion, had entered the room.
Raising an eyebrow, the magus knew she heard something from this room, but there was no one to be found. To Azaka, however, the sorceress seemed to be a mile tall! Her high-heeled shoes clicked on the wooden floor as she approached the open filing cabinet. Too shocked to move, Azaka could only stare as her giant teacher strode towards her tiny form. Pounding footfalls reverberated through her body, until Touko’s foot overhead blocked out the light. Squeezing her eyes shut for the inevitable, Azaka braced herself to be squashed. She thought of her brother’s smiling face in her last breaths. Moments passed, and… nothing. Looking around, all she could see was the underside of Touko’s shoe. Thankfully, she was small enough that by crouching down, she narrowly fit under the shoe’s heel. Crawling out, Azaka gasped as she beheld the mass of flesh and leather before her. If she had any hope of leaving here in one piece, she had to get Touko’s attention. But how? Her voice certainly wouldn’t reach all the way up there, and her fire magic would make barely more than a spark at this size. She would have to climb up Touko, but without Shiki’s athleticism it would quite a tribulation. Rounding the toe of the shoe, Azaka craned her neck to take in the monolithic woman before her. Touko’s legs seemed to reach up to infinity like columns holding up the sky, and the cliffs of her breasts blocked out any view of her face. Thankfully, the magus was sufficiently enthralled by this latest cache of alchemical secrets that she was relatively still.
Wasting no time, Azaka climbed onto the pointed toe of the shoe. Her reflection in the shiny leather revealed her messy hair and frightened countenance. Scrambling up the slick surface, she reached the top of Touko’s foot. Placing a hand on the woman’s soft skin, Azaka could feel the warmth of her teacher’s flesh. It was comforting, but it was also a bit frightening that something that nearly crushed her to death could be so alive. Azaka continued her ascent until she was stopped by a waterfall of black fabric descending to Touko’s ankle. The hem of the magus’s pants stopped short just above the ankle, barely out of Azaka’s reach. Even stretching her arms almost to the breaking point, it dangled just out of reach of her fingertips. Undeterred, she made a running jump, stretching her fingers out to grasp the edge of the dark material. Azaka knew that if she missed, she’d reach an untimely end on the floor, with no hope of ever seeing her beloved brother again.
She closed her eyes as she flew through the air and… success! She felt the fabric against her palms and quickly closed her fingers around it, leaving her dangling in mid-air against Touko’s leg. Glancing up, Azaka took in the enormity of the task before her. It was going to be like climbing one of the pillars that supports the heavens. But at least one thing was still in her favor: Touko was still so engrossed in her research that she was standing stock still. Azaka climbed hand-over-hand, determined not to look down. Higher and higher she went, swaying side to side every time Touko shifted her weight from one foot to the other. It was a barely visible movement, yet to Azaka it felt like the whole world was being overturned. Several times she almost lost her grip and plummeted to her doom, but she always regained her grip at the last second. Her hands were burning from the effort, so it came as sweet relief when she finally arrived at Touko’s hips. The material widened out into a swath of fabric linking both sides of the magus’s waist. As she climbed, Azaka could feel a strange bulge under the material. The slightly squishy nature of the object told her that it must be a pack of the magus’s ubiquitous cigarettes. Touko’s dress shirt draped over the top of her pants, offering a bit of shade for the exhausted student clinging to her hip. Pushing herself past her limits, Azaka climbed closer to her teacher’s crotch and scrambled up towards the woman’s belt. Passing under the protection of the shirt, she hooked one arm over the belt buckle and pulled herself up onto the slender platform of the metal clasp. Wiping the sweat from her brow, Azaka permitted herself to recuperate for a few moments, resting her head against the warm skin of Touko’s flat stomach. The shade provided by the overhanging shirt allowed the girl to close her eyes briefly, thinking over her situation. This alchemist’s concoction was powerful enough to shrink someone in seconds. Shiki would have to be dispatched to deal with this dangerous criminal. But first, Azaka knew she had to get her teacher’s attention before some stray rat gobbled her up. She couldn’t bear the thought of never seeing her brother again, of her disappearing and he never knowing what happened.
Opening her eyes, she looked up and took in the sight of Touko’s breasts hovering in the air overhead. The large fleshy globes were barely contained within the black bra. Squeezed tightly together, they offered no safe route between them. Azaka would be forced to climb the outside of Touko’s shirt to reach salvation. Sighing, Azaka ran a hand over Touko’s stomach, feeling the warm skin beneath her fingers. She could almost reach the woman’s navel. It looked like an inviting place to hide, but she knew she had to keep moving. Jumping off the belt buckle, she caught fistfuls of the white shirt and began to climb up towards the buttons in the center of the garment. Climbing between two buttons, she emerged onto the outer side of the shirt. Unfortunately, she knew she was still out of her teacher’s sight, due to Azaka still being under the shelf of Touko’s breasts. Using the buttons to help her ascent, Azaka realized another problem: her teacher’s breasts were simply too large to climb from underneath. The slope was dangerously steep, and she wasn’t going to make an unacceptable risk now, so close to rescue. Looking around, she noticed that Touko’s arms were raised, as she investigated a clue on a shelf overhead, allowing Azaka to scamper over toward the magus’s ribs and climb up that way, moving up the side of her left breast. Azaka blushed when her hands first came into contact with her teacher’s breast, but this was a matter of survival. Conscious that Touko’s arms could return to her sides and crush her at any moment, Azaka quickened her pace until she was finally at Touko’s shoulder.
The tiny apprentice plopped down in triumph, looking down at the massive woman she just scaled. Touko’s feet, where she started her adventure, were miles away. It beggared belief that she climbed up the sheer cliff of Touko’s leg, but the burning pain in Azaka’s muscles stood testament to her accomplishment. She reached her plateau just in time, as Touko’s arms returned to her sides, an ancient book held in her hands. As the curious magus began to turn the yellowed pages, Azaka, knowing she was so close to her destination, charged across Touko’s collar, aiming toward her neck. Her teacher’s long red hair was drawn up in her usual ponytail, denying Azaka an easy route to Touko’s ear. The magus’s eyes, deep in thought behind her glasses, were concentrated on the book, so her tiny student would have to make some kind of noise in order be noticed. Azaka was so deep in thought herself that she failed to notice Touko’s hand reaching up toward her. The fingers brushed against her as Touko moved to adjust her glasses. The tiny girl was sent stumbling forward by the sudden impact, and she tripped on the woman’s collarbone and tumbled down head over heels. Everything went topsy-turvy as Azaka tried to reach out for something, anything, to stop her descent. Finally, her fingers caught something smooth and warm in their grasp. Looking at her reflection in the orange gem, she realized she was clinging to the jewel attached to Touko’s necklace. Below her, a canyon of cleavage threatened to swallow her up if her grip failed. Staring into the fleshy crevasse below, Azaka felt her fingers begin to slide down the charm…
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March 13, 2025
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