In her bra Shrunk in an airport chapter 9 by Louka31

Dialogue starred with three stars like this - *** - is not spoken in English, and thus that you, the narrator, doesn't understand it.

You cock your head to one side, trying to understand what she's saying. Then you see her lower you towards her cleavage and move the cup on her bra.

"Hey what the hell are you..." you start to shout.

But before you can finish, the woman drops you in her bra and lets her cup go. You're pinned between her cup and nipple, unable to move. The woman goes back to her seat to prepare for landing. The rest of the flight is rather uncomfortable. You're unable to move at all, literally all you can do is breathe. You don't know why she decided to put you in there.

You let out a huge sigh of relief when the plane touches ground after 15 minutes. You begin to realize that her moving you to ger bra must've had something to do with landing. Soon you can feel your captress get up and start to make her way off the plane. Much to your surprise the motion of her walking is fairly soothing. As she makes her way through the airport you hear her talking to someone who sounds very serious. You also hear them going through her purse and luggage.

"So that's why she put me in here" you thought to yourself. "She must be in customs"

That's when it hit you. You are in a different country. Your heart starts to beat like a drum, you've never been outside the United State before. Let alone as a 6 cm tall man being held captive by a woman who doesn't even speak the same language. Soon you feel the motion of the woman's footsteps again as she leaves the airport. She gets into a vehicle of some kind that you assume is a taxi. The ride lasts for about an hour before the woman arrives at her destination. By this time you're feeling hot and you really want to get out of her bra.

A few minutes later you finally get relief as you see the bra cup being pulled back and two massive fingers plucking you out. The woman drops you on her open hand. You find yourself looking at her massive face as she studies you intensively.

***"I hope the ride wasn't too bad"***

You look at her dumbfounded as she giggles at you. You turn around and lookout the window of her apartment and realize you're look at the Tokyo skyline.

"I'm in Japan?!" you say out loud.

The woman smiles at you

***"You really are a tiny person! This is so cool, you're the cutest thing I've ever seen!"***

Her gleeful squealing in Japanese freaks you out a little but judging by how happy she is, you assume she doesn't plan to do anything harmful to you. You gesture with your hands and slowly try to tell her your name.

"My name is --- you have to help me!" you shout

***"Oh are you trying to tell me your name? How adorable! My name is Eshima."***

You notice the woman pointing to herself when she says "Eshima"

"Y-your name is Eshima" you ask, pointing to her.

***"Yes! Eshima! You're not only cute but smart too!"***

"Listen miss, you really need to help me!" you plead

Eshima starts stroking you on your back. Barely able to control how cute you are to her.

What does she plan to do with you?