As if they Weren't Big Enough Before!
Anime Shrink Interactive
chapter 17
by
copier
· original author:
tinylelouch
Ever since being shrunken, Rukia had absolutely zero luck. On one hand Orihime was taking care of her, as a pet and the ditz nearly killed her in dozens of ways. On the other hand was Tatsuki, who wanted to crush Rukia, who she thought was a bug, into the ground like one. Then there was Matsumoto, enough said. That girl was a wild card in and of itself. So of course, it was only natural that fate would have the girl who hated Rukia, Tatsuki, flick her into the air. And as one would expect, she landed on the girl who probably felt nothing for the “Ant” Matsumoto, specifically her cleavage. Rukia already normally felt insignificant in comparison of the woman’s chest, this just made it even worse. Matsumoto’s boobs were each the size of someone’s head, probably a dozen times Rukia’s breast size. Right now, they were probably a few thousand times bigger than the Shinigami herself. Needless to say, Rukia was a little bit red in embarrassment at how insignificant she was. To be between a woman’s breasts was just embarrassing, and it made her own chest seem oh so small.
Matsumoto didn’t seem to notice at all though; she just kept her usual flirty smirk and took another sip of her sake bottle. Probably exactly what Tatsuki wanted; one jump in glee from the voluptuous giantess and Rukia would meet her maker. Either that or she’d fall through to her doom through the loose valley…or maybe the mountains would just get smushed together and crush her that way. Regardless, Matsumoto’s cleavage was a valley of death to the miniscule girl.
It made Rukia turn a little red with embarrassment again, but she knew she had to gain the Vice-Captain’s attention before she got killed. So she did really the only thing she could do; she tried rubbing the breast in order to gain some sort of attention. After a couple rubs it crossed the small woman’s mind she was basically massaging the much more superior breast, a thought that made her look to her own boobs with a disappointed expression. Now wasn’t the time to worry about boob-size though, now was a time to try and focus on not dying in between the breasts she envied. She put a little more force into her massaging.
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The moment Rukia landed on Matsumoto she knew that Orihime’s pet landed there. Her alertness as a Shinigami made that easy. Although in all honesty, it was sort of hard to miss Tatsuki’s glaring at the bug all night, as well as her flicking it. Then the landing made it pretty obvious, the Vice-Captain’s breasts were rather sensitive after all. She was initially going to take the bug out, but first things first; she took a hit of her sake. As she lowered the bottle she prepared to lift the bug, only it began to massage Rangiku’s breast somehow. Surprising, but even more so was the fact it actually felt good. The woman had to suppress a small moan. Well, maybe I can leave it in there for a little bit…She could see why Orihime was infatuated with the bug. It made quite the convenient pet. A small smirk formed on her face as she buttoned her shirt a small bit, to make sure Anty wouldn’t fall through her top. A single button was just enough, Rangiku looked to Tatsuki. “Your turn Tatsuki-chan!”
“Don’t call me that…” The tomboy mumbled, eyeing the bug in Matsumoto’s cleavage. It was sort of funny seeing her stare so hatefully at another woman’s chest, or at least it did to the Shinigami.
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Matsumoto buttoning her shirt did help a little bit. At first Rukia thought she was getting discovered; or, worst case scenario, Rangiku was removing her top entirely. Rukia wasn’t too sure she wore a bra either. But no, just another button on her (stolen) school shirt. It did wonders, it closed the gap below so Rukia wouldn’t fall. It tightened the place a little bit, and it actually sort of made the small woman’s place rather…cozy.
All of this from the bust of another woman. Rukia felt her chest seemingly shrink in comparison. Her eyes looked to the never ending vastness of boob around her. Sensual mounds of skin that went on far enough to probably be a moon. Directly above was Matsumoto’s face, her beautiful…flawless face…Rukia began to feel insignificant again. “Well at least my lower body is better!” She told herself aloud. And it was true too. Her feet, legs, even butt, all of it toppled Rangiku’s in overall appeal. It was Rukia’s best feature. That and her feisty attitude.
Wait what am I doing? I need to get her attention before I die! She began massaging again at a renewed pace.
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Several minutes (and drinks) passed as the three normal-sized girls continued their game. Rukia continued to persistently massage to try and get the massive Matsumoto’s attention, unaware all she was doing was making the girl a bit horny. Matsumoto had just won a round and cheered when her senses picked up something. It was faint, very faint, but it was Reiatsu. Rukia’s Reiatsu. From…her cleavage? The woman looked down to Anty curiously. The ant was small, so small it can hardly been seen…but…with the idea in mind. Anty started to resemble a human, to resemble Rukia.
Can it be? There had been stories of shrinking people before, usually waved off as myths. This bug seemed to know how to massage, an odd trait for a bug. And most bugs didn’t usually keep at a massage for a good hour…There was only one way to be sure. Matsumoto lowered her head to reach for her sake, but secretly she eyed Rukia on a closer level. And sure enough, it was the Shinigami, small and somehow clothed, although her clothes seemed a bit worse for wear…no doubt due to someone like Tatsuki. It was now, without a doubt, confirmed. But what to do? Matsumoto decided to think on it as she took another sip of her newest sake bottle.
Some time passed again, and quite a few thoughts came through Matsumoto’s mind. Naturally, help Rukia, get her normal, maybe get Tatsuki some bug-therapy. Keep her a secret and try to take her away where she can get help. Telling the others about her and awaiting ideas. Or even, this may have been the alcohol, but using Rukia like a little slave. Her feet, her butt, her boobs, hell, all of Matsumoto needed pampering. Her Captain worked her too hard. Tatsuki and Orihime could even join in. Or maybe just say nothing and enjoy the show. So many possibilities.
Rangiku decided to push the envelope a bit. During the game she asked the question, “Hey guys…what would you do to a shrunken person?” Normally this question would seem unusual and weird, but it was Matsumoto and Orihime, this was about as normal as it got. Unfortunately, Rukia saw it as fate messing with her again.
Orihime paused for a moment, “Well…I think it’d depend on who.”
“Yeah.” Tatsuki nodded.
“Well…let’s say…Rukia?” Rukia was sure fate was messing with her.
The ditzy red-head got a little quiet. Orihime was jealous of Rukia…jealous in so many ways…even someone as nice as her…on some level Orihime wanted to torture Rukia. The rest of her just liked the idea of being able to play with her friend, literally. They could take playing “Dolls” to a whole new level. “I think me and her would do…a lot of things together…”
Tatsuki had a small bored look, “Well…personally I got nothing against Rukia. But I don’t like things too small either so I can’t really say for sure. I think I might mess with her for a bit, maybe do something like tease her. I’ve been told stuff like I sweat a lot, or have smelly feet. Nothing too mean, just a little bit of fun.” Her eyes shifted to Anty, He on the other hand will get crushed and mutilated.
Rangiku nodded, laughing. “I see…” That conversation carried on for a bit, mainly Matsumoto checking out what they were capable of. Orihime seemed nice and all, but a majority of her scenarios with tiny people seemed more…playful than anything. And if Rukia learned anything it was that playing with Orihime was the same as torture. Tatsuki on the other hand, was a bit more open with how she’d mess with people. People who she didn’t like would get stuck worshipping and massaging her. People she did like would get small sessions of getting teased, maybe a humiliating task, and just overall messing with them. Tatsuki made sure to mention any guy would have a lot of time near her butt or chest, but not allowed to touch it or anything. She did after a while though that the idea of torturing someone small was sounding nicer and nicer. Matsumoto chimed in a bit herself, honestly. She mentioned how overworked she was and how she could use a little worshipper. Not necessarily to be mean, but just because she liked to be pampered. But if they pissed her off, she could get mean real quick.
Long story short, if they discovered Rukia it didn’t sound too good. And Rukia noticed this and quickly stopped massaging. It never dawned on her Matsumoto found out it was her. Speaking of Matsumoto she…
Matsumoto didn’t seem to notice at all though; she just kept her usual flirty smirk and took another sip of her sake bottle. Probably exactly what Tatsuki wanted; one jump in glee from the voluptuous giantess and Rukia would meet her maker. Either that or she’d fall through to her doom through the loose valley…or maybe the mountains would just get smushed together and crush her that way. Regardless, Matsumoto’s cleavage was a valley of death to the miniscule girl.
It made Rukia turn a little red with embarrassment again, but she knew she had to gain the Vice-Captain’s attention before she got killed. So she did really the only thing she could do; she tried rubbing the breast in order to gain some sort of attention. After a couple rubs it crossed the small woman’s mind she was basically massaging the much more superior breast, a thought that made her look to her own boobs with a disappointed expression. Now wasn’t the time to worry about boob-size though, now was a time to try and focus on not dying in between the breasts she envied. She put a little more force into her massaging.
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The moment Rukia landed on Matsumoto she knew that Orihime’s pet landed there. Her alertness as a Shinigami made that easy. Although in all honesty, it was sort of hard to miss Tatsuki’s glaring at the bug all night, as well as her flicking it. Then the landing made it pretty obvious, the Vice-Captain’s breasts were rather sensitive after all. She was initially going to take the bug out, but first things first; she took a hit of her sake. As she lowered the bottle she prepared to lift the bug, only it began to massage Rangiku’s breast somehow. Surprising, but even more so was the fact it actually felt good. The woman had to suppress a small moan. Well, maybe I can leave it in there for a little bit…She could see why Orihime was infatuated with the bug. It made quite the convenient pet. A small smirk formed on her face as she buttoned her shirt a small bit, to make sure Anty wouldn’t fall through her top. A single button was just enough, Rangiku looked to Tatsuki. “Your turn Tatsuki-chan!”
“Don’t call me that…” The tomboy mumbled, eyeing the bug in Matsumoto’s cleavage. It was sort of funny seeing her stare so hatefully at another woman’s chest, or at least it did to the Shinigami.
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Matsumoto buttoning her shirt did help a little bit. At first Rukia thought she was getting discovered; or, worst case scenario, Rangiku was removing her top entirely. Rukia wasn’t too sure she wore a bra either. But no, just another button on her (stolen) school shirt. It did wonders, it closed the gap below so Rukia wouldn’t fall. It tightened the place a little bit, and it actually sort of made the small woman’s place rather…cozy.
All of this from the bust of another woman. Rukia felt her chest seemingly shrink in comparison. Her eyes looked to the never ending vastness of boob around her. Sensual mounds of skin that went on far enough to probably be a moon. Directly above was Matsumoto’s face, her beautiful…flawless face…Rukia began to feel insignificant again. “Well at least my lower body is better!” She told herself aloud. And it was true too. Her feet, legs, even butt, all of it toppled Rangiku’s in overall appeal. It was Rukia’s best feature. That and her feisty attitude.
Wait what am I doing? I need to get her attention before I die! She began massaging again at a renewed pace.
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Several minutes (and drinks) passed as the three normal-sized girls continued their game. Rukia continued to persistently massage to try and get the massive Matsumoto’s attention, unaware all she was doing was making the girl a bit horny. Matsumoto had just won a round and cheered when her senses picked up something. It was faint, very faint, but it was Reiatsu. Rukia’s Reiatsu. From…her cleavage? The woman looked down to Anty curiously. The ant was small, so small it can hardly been seen…but…with the idea in mind. Anty started to resemble a human, to resemble Rukia.
Can it be? There had been stories of shrinking people before, usually waved off as myths. This bug seemed to know how to massage, an odd trait for a bug. And most bugs didn’t usually keep at a massage for a good hour…There was only one way to be sure. Matsumoto lowered her head to reach for her sake, but secretly she eyed Rukia on a closer level. And sure enough, it was the Shinigami, small and somehow clothed, although her clothes seemed a bit worse for wear…no doubt due to someone like Tatsuki. It was now, without a doubt, confirmed. But what to do? Matsumoto decided to think on it as she took another sip of her newest sake bottle.
Some time passed again, and quite a few thoughts came through Matsumoto’s mind. Naturally, help Rukia, get her normal, maybe get Tatsuki some bug-therapy. Keep her a secret and try to take her away where she can get help. Telling the others about her and awaiting ideas. Or even, this may have been the alcohol, but using Rukia like a little slave. Her feet, her butt, her boobs, hell, all of Matsumoto needed pampering. Her Captain worked her too hard. Tatsuki and Orihime could even join in. Or maybe just say nothing and enjoy the show. So many possibilities.
Rangiku decided to push the envelope a bit. During the game she asked the question, “Hey guys…what would you do to a shrunken person?” Normally this question would seem unusual and weird, but it was Matsumoto and Orihime, this was about as normal as it got. Unfortunately, Rukia saw it as fate messing with her again.
Orihime paused for a moment, “Well…I think it’d depend on who.”
“Yeah.” Tatsuki nodded.
“Well…let’s say…Rukia?” Rukia was sure fate was messing with her.
The ditzy red-head got a little quiet. Orihime was jealous of Rukia…jealous in so many ways…even someone as nice as her…on some level Orihime wanted to torture Rukia. The rest of her just liked the idea of being able to play with her friend, literally. They could take playing “Dolls” to a whole new level. “I think me and her would do…a lot of things together…”
Tatsuki had a small bored look, “Well…personally I got nothing against Rukia. But I don’t like things too small either so I can’t really say for sure. I think I might mess with her for a bit, maybe do something like tease her. I’ve been told stuff like I sweat a lot, or have smelly feet. Nothing too mean, just a little bit of fun.” Her eyes shifted to Anty, He on the other hand will get crushed and mutilated.
Rangiku nodded, laughing. “I see…” That conversation carried on for a bit, mainly Matsumoto checking out what they were capable of. Orihime seemed nice and all, but a majority of her scenarios with tiny people seemed more…playful than anything. And if Rukia learned anything it was that playing with Orihime was the same as torture. Tatsuki on the other hand, was a bit more open with how she’d mess with people. People who she didn’t like would get stuck worshipping and massaging her. People she did like would get small sessions of getting teased, maybe a humiliating task, and just overall messing with them. Tatsuki made sure to mention any guy would have a lot of time near her butt or chest, but not allowed to touch it or anything. She did after a while though that the idea of torturing someone small was sounding nicer and nicer. Matsumoto chimed in a bit herself, honestly. She mentioned how overworked she was and how she could use a little worshipper. Not necessarily to be mean, but just because she liked to be pampered. But if they pissed her off, she could get mean real quick.
Long story short, if they discovered Rukia it didn’t sound too good. And Rukia noticed this and quickly stopped massaging. It never dawned on her Matsumoto found out it was her. Speaking of Matsumoto she…
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