"Glad that it's settled. I think I'll go take a shower and change clothes, you can relax and bond with your new little disciple then" Orihime said and walked out of Etsuko's room as the latter bowed, just like she usually did in reverence.
When she heard the door close, she raised her head and blushed again, feeling many tingles all over her body as the realization that she was alone with a guy hit her, and not just a guy under usual circumstances, it was one that was buried deep between her massive cheeks. She reached for them and grabbed two handfuls of her flesh, there was no way even her own hands could cup the entirety of her huge rear, and also found it odd, though in a funny way, that she seldom gave it much thought as a sexy feature of hers, she mostly viewed it as her weapon when doing sumo matches.
'He's still tickling me. He must love it back there then' She smiled, kneading her cheeks to get a better feel of your body and to drag you deeper in, savoring that feeling.
Unknown to her, you were far from enjoying your experience, and instead were trying to escape what seemed to be a near-literal marshmallow world, as everything you could feel was her exceedingly soft, squishy flesh and the warmth it radiated, though you could also feel the absolutely enormous pressure her cheeks' weight exerted. But it seemed to be an exercise in futility as immensely powerful undulating motions dragged you deeper in much faster and with far greater ease than whatever distance you were covering with your 'swimming'.
Etsuko kept mulling over what happened recently. Not so long ago, it was just a day as ordinary as any other, and over a short while she just learned that it was possible to shrink people and she got to 'meet' one of the first shrunken ones, but not only that, she was made to try and help him toughen up to face the school bully her Master despised, and most bafflingly for her was the fact that she was now entrusted with that guy and it'd be her responsibility to make him stronger. These thoughts, the latter ones in particular got her flustered, she knew she was the Sumo Grand Master, the Yokozuna, but she didn't feel old or wise enough to be training anybody, but here she was...
'Is it okay if my student is attracted to my body this much? Lessons might be a bit too distracting' She wondered, it had been a long time already since she last wore any formal sumo attire, and whenever she did fight or train while in the service of the Zaniki household, she had done so by wearing custom made clothes, essentially a glorified bikini, just like the one she was wearing right now.
They were made of a special stretchy material (which appeared to be more similar to some kind of rubber rather than fabric) that could withstand her massive curves, as nearly every other kind of fabric eventually got torn to shreds trying to contain their sheer mass. But now, she realized that these clothes, which were designed with comfort and practicality in mind, didn't really account for much in the way of modesty, as that had never been a concern, but she was vaguely aware that maybe seeing her dressed in such an attire could be overly stimulating. Yet, she wasn't bothered by the idea, rather, she found it flattering.
'Let's see if there's no problem with me carrying him around in there' She then thought and for her first 'test', she carefully sat down on her bed. Giggling since she could feel better your diminutive form, fully encased by her blubbery cheeks as they spread out a little over the mattress. The pressure on you had increased, but it wasn't by a lot, as far as she could tell. She wiggled in her seat, both to be more comfortable and to see if the added pressure from her movements changed things, but it didn't seem to her like you were hurt.
Truth be told, you weren't physically hurt, but your ego had taken a crippling blow as it became more and more evident that you were completely unable to overpower this colossal woman's gigantic glutes. Whatever happened it was of her own volition, not yours. But you kept resisting because you didn't want to get dragged even deeper. You then felt the pressure on you increase manifold, but since her cheeks were softer and squishier than even marshmallow, you only vaguely felt that there was an enormous weight pinning you, but it didn't quite feel like you were crushed.
Etsuko stood up and clenched her butt a few times, with each clench you were pulled slightly deeper into her crack. She had never really thought about playing with her ass like this, but the feeling was intoxicating. Her self-consciousness regarding her size, weight and specially the size of her humongous 'assets' faded away rather quickly, your supposed fondness for her plump derriere was quite a powerful self-esteem booster for her, and this only made her want to play more...
Meanwhile, Orihime went to her room, and as she stated, she went straight to the bathroom to take a relaxing bath. Her fight with Toxic Lily could hardly be considered a serious battle, but it had caused her a little bit of tension, as she really disliked the infamous bully. She thought about you, still amazed that there was a device that could make people ant-sized.
'If only it had been that bully who got shrunken' She sighed, though, as stoic as she often was made to pose as at school, she couldn't deny that there was some kind of appeal to have a guy like that.
'I wonder how the little guy is doing with Etsuko... I bet she's loving every second of it... and he should be too' She thought with a faint chuckle. Your friendship with Lillian was the main factor she based her reasoning on, and the few interactions she had seen between you two.
She relaxed more and lost herself in a gentle bliss as she floated in the warm, gently scented water. A while later, she snapped out of it as a large bubble suddenly emerged from under her and it burst, making a bassy rumbling noise, which made her chuckle.
'I should check on Hitomi and Yui, it's way too early, but it'd be really nice if they found any useful info' She thought and stepped out of the small pool she bathed in. She dried herself off with her towel and put on comfortable clothes. As she was at home, she could walk around in her underwear and nobody could tell her otherwise, not even her mom unless she had a valid excuse.
Orihime went to Hitomi's lab, where she found both of her servants hard at work. She casually greeted them and asked them to drop the formalities for the sake of doing things faster.
"Any news?" She asked.
"I'm sorry, Zaniki... Orihime-sama... so far, I haven't been able to find any sort of manufacturer..." Yui apologetically bowed.
"I mean, I don't think they have these things on Amazon, but at least there should be a clue on who made it..." Orihime said, tapping her chin in thought.
"We've been checking the gun without disassembling it and there are no signs of any manufacturer at all... this could be a prototype... or even be one-of-a-kind" Yui said.
"I guess... but what would be the chances?" Orihime raised an eyebrow.
"Since we haven't been able to identify a manufacturer, we still have no idea how it is powered. I'd need to try and at least take a look at its insides if we want to even try to understand how it works" Hitomi said.
"I understand. But I don't want to risk damaging it until we can secure spare parts, or even a spare model" Orihime stated
"Please let me know whenever you find anything"
"Understood, Orihime-sama" Both Hitomi an Yui bowed as she left the lab and headed back to her room. She felt like taking a nap...
Back to Etsuko's room, the young Yokozuna was enjoying the time of her life, by rhythmically clenching her huge cheeks and occasionally kneading them, she had dragged you really, really deep into her cavernous crack, your weak struggles tickled the much more sensitive area. She blushed a little, feeling a bit embarrassed as she had never gotten this intimate with anyone ever before. And with some hip-shaking, she suddenly froze in place as her body was nearly overrun with mad tingles as you got pressed against the most sensitive spot yet.
You were breathing heavily, your muscles ached, as you had kept on trying to 'swim' your way out of this mess, to no avail. And to make matters worse, the rippling fatty waves kept pulling you farther in until you 'hit' something soft, but not as soft as most of the flesh that surrounded you. It felt kind of rubbery, and it radiated off some more warmth than her skin. Your heart skipped several beats, as it didn't take a genius to realize where you were.
Even in pitch-black darkness, you could vaguely see some of the forms around you, and to see that one so up close was quite unsettling, to the point that you were even thankful not to have more light. But its sheer size was scary, you expected that it'd be as wide as you were tall at best... but nope, that thing was easily the size of a large building to you, in terms of surface area. And it wasn't inert like a building, it immediately sprang back to life upon your touch, twitching and pulsating in a way that you couldn't but help to find ominous.
'The hell is going on with that sumo chick?! Does she even realize where I am?!' You thought, having mixed feelings, mostly desperation, with a touch of frustration and quite a generous helping of fear. The massive rubbery ring pulled you closer into its warm, humid embrace, much to your chagrin, and by the way it twitched, faster and faster, it almost looked like it had a mind of its own, and it was eager to 'meet' you...
When she heard the door close, she raised her head and blushed again, feeling many tingles all over her body as the realization that she was alone with a guy hit her, and not just a guy under usual circumstances, it was one that was buried deep between her massive cheeks. She reached for them and grabbed two handfuls of her flesh, there was no way even her own hands could cup the entirety of her huge rear, and also found it odd, though in a funny way, that she seldom gave it much thought as a sexy feature of hers, she mostly viewed it as her weapon when doing sumo matches.
'He's still tickling me. He must love it back there then' She smiled, kneading her cheeks to get a better feel of your body and to drag you deeper in, savoring that feeling.
Unknown to her, you were far from enjoying your experience, and instead were trying to escape what seemed to be a near-literal marshmallow world, as everything you could feel was her exceedingly soft, squishy flesh and the warmth it radiated, though you could also feel the absolutely enormous pressure her cheeks' weight exerted. But it seemed to be an exercise in futility as immensely powerful undulating motions dragged you deeper in much faster and with far greater ease than whatever distance you were covering with your 'swimming'.
Etsuko kept mulling over what happened recently. Not so long ago, it was just a day as ordinary as any other, and over a short while she just learned that it was possible to shrink people and she got to 'meet' one of the first shrunken ones, but not only that, she was made to try and help him toughen up to face the school bully her Master despised, and most bafflingly for her was the fact that she was now entrusted with that guy and it'd be her responsibility to make him stronger. These thoughts, the latter ones in particular got her flustered, she knew she was the Sumo Grand Master, the Yokozuna, but she didn't feel old or wise enough to be training anybody, but here she was...
'Is it okay if my student is attracted to my body this much? Lessons might be a bit too distracting' She wondered, it had been a long time already since she last wore any formal sumo attire, and whenever she did fight or train while in the service of the Zaniki household, she had done so by wearing custom made clothes, essentially a glorified bikini, just like the one she was wearing right now.
They were made of a special stretchy material (which appeared to be more similar to some kind of rubber rather than fabric) that could withstand her massive curves, as nearly every other kind of fabric eventually got torn to shreds trying to contain their sheer mass. But now, she realized that these clothes, which were designed with comfort and practicality in mind, didn't really account for much in the way of modesty, as that had never been a concern, but she was vaguely aware that maybe seeing her dressed in such an attire could be overly stimulating. Yet, she wasn't bothered by the idea, rather, she found it flattering.
'Let's see if there's no problem with me carrying him around in there' She then thought and for her first 'test', she carefully sat down on her bed. Giggling since she could feel better your diminutive form, fully encased by her blubbery cheeks as they spread out a little over the mattress. The pressure on you had increased, but it wasn't by a lot, as far as she could tell. She wiggled in her seat, both to be more comfortable and to see if the added pressure from her movements changed things, but it didn't seem to her like you were hurt.
Truth be told, you weren't physically hurt, but your ego had taken a crippling blow as it became more and more evident that you were completely unable to overpower this colossal woman's gigantic glutes. Whatever happened it was of her own volition, not yours. But you kept resisting because you didn't want to get dragged even deeper. You then felt the pressure on you increase manifold, but since her cheeks were softer and squishier than even marshmallow, you only vaguely felt that there was an enormous weight pinning you, but it didn't quite feel like you were crushed.
Etsuko stood up and clenched her butt a few times, with each clench you were pulled slightly deeper into her crack. She had never really thought about playing with her ass like this, but the feeling was intoxicating. Her self-consciousness regarding her size, weight and specially the size of her humongous 'assets' faded away rather quickly, your supposed fondness for her plump derriere was quite a powerful self-esteem booster for her, and this only made her want to play more...
Meanwhile, Orihime went to her room, and as she stated, she went straight to the bathroom to take a relaxing bath. Her fight with Toxic Lily could hardly be considered a serious battle, but it had caused her a little bit of tension, as she really disliked the infamous bully. She thought about you, still amazed that there was a device that could make people ant-sized.
'If only it had been that bully who got shrunken' She sighed, though, as stoic as she often was made to pose as at school, she couldn't deny that there was some kind of appeal to have a guy like that.
'I wonder how the little guy is doing with Etsuko... I bet she's loving every second of it... and he should be too' She thought with a faint chuckle. Your friendship with Lillian was the main factor she based her reasoning on, and the few interactions she had seen between you two.
She relaxed more and lost herself in a gentle bliss as she floated in the warm, gently scented water. A while later, she snapped out of it as a large bubble suddenly emerged from under her and it burst, making a bassy rumbling noise, which made her chuckle.
'I should check on Hitomi and Yui, it's way too early, but it'd be really nice if they found any useful info' She thought and stepped out of the small pool she bathed in. She dried herself off with her towel and put on comfortable clothes. As she was at home, she could walk around in her underwear and nobody could tell her otherwise, not even her mom unless she had a valid excuse.
Orihime went to Hitomi's lab, where she found both of her servants hard at work. She casually greeted them and asked them to drop the formalities for the sake of doing things faster.
"Any news?" She asked.
"I'm sorry, Zaniki... Orihime-sama... so far, I haven't been able to find any sort of manufacturer..." Yui apologetically bowed.
"I mean, I don't think they have these things on Amazon, but at least there should be a clue on who made it..." Orihime said, tapping her chin in thought.
"We've been checking the gun without disassembling it and there are no signs of any manufacturer at all... this could be a prototype... or even be one-of-a-kind" Yui said.
"I guess... but what would be the chances?" Orihime raised an eyebrow.
"Since we haven't been able to identify a manufacturer, we still have no idea how it is powered. I'd need to try and at least take a look at its insides if we want to even try to understand how it works" Hitomi said.
"I understand. But I don't want to risk damaging it until we can secure spare parts, or even a spare model" Orihime stated
"Please let me know whenever you find anything"
"Understood, Orihime-sama" Both Hitomi an Yui bowed as she left the lab and headed back to her room. She felt like taking a nap...
Back to Etsuko's room, the young Yokozuna was enjoying the time of her life, by rhythmically clenching her huge cheeks and occasionally kneading them, she had dragged you really, really deep into her cavernous crack, your weak struggles tickled the much more sensitive area. She blushed a little, feeling a bit embarrassed as she had never gotten this intimate with anyone ever before. And with some hip-shaking, she suddenly froze in place as her body was nearly overrun with mad tingles as you got pressed against the most sensitive spot yet.
You were breathing heavily, your muscles ached, as you had kept on trying to 'swim' your way out of this mess, to no avail. And to make matters worse, the rippling fatty waves kept pulling you farther in until you 'hit' something soft, but not as soft as most of the flesh that surrounded you. It felt kind of rubbery, and it radiated off some more warmth than her skin. Your heart skipped several beats, as it didn't take a genius to realize where you were.
Even in pitch-black darkness, you could vaguely see some of the forms around you, and to see that one so up close was quite unsettling, to the point that you were even thankful not to have more light. But its sheer size was scary, you expected that it'd be as wide as you were tall at best... but nope, that thing was easily the size of a large building to you, in terms of surface area. And it wasn't inert like a building, it immediately sprang back to life upon your touch, twitching and pulsating in a way that you couldn't but help to find ominous.
'The hell is going on with that sumo chick?! Does she even realize where I am?!' You thought, having mixed feelings, mostly desperation, with a touch of frustration and quite a generous helping of fear. The massive rubbery ring pulled you closer into its warm, humid embrace, much to your chagrin, and by the way it twitched, faster and faster, it almost looked like it had a mind of its own, and it was eager to 'meet' you...
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