Haruko Pulls The Old Snake Charmer Routine
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 12
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Was Mamimi so desperate to keep Naota dependent on her that she would work with Haruko to shrink him? The answer came pretty quickly to her: Yes! And, after all, who was to say that she needed to maintain the agreement once she had a small, dependent Tak-kun in her eager hand.
She may have to thank Haruka though. Yes, she'd had a few vague ideas of things she'd intended to do with Tak-kun's father who, even now, remained wedged, out of sight, between Haruko's breasts. But her words had woken something deeper down. A hunger. She wanted a toy Tak-kun of her very own. Something to play with. Something to maximize her own enjoyment... her own... pleasure.
"Deal!" she said confidently, thrusting her hand out at the pink haired woman who merely cocked her head to one side to stare at it, that same big smile dominating her features.
"Alright," Naota heaved as he finished climbing the bank up to the road, "where is he? I know you have him somewhere. Haruka?! What are you doing here! Are you ready to change him back?"
"Oooh..." Haruko practically purred as if overcome by sensation for a moment before she smiled even wider at Naota. "Mmm... I'm sure he's happy wherever he is, Naota. In fact, maybe you'd like to join him instead," she said, her tone a strange mix of threat and offer.
Mamimi stood silently as she watched them argue. She hated seeing the type of power Haruko held over him but that only served to reinforce her desire to have that same power. To hold Naota in the palm of her hand. Hers... all hers. She found herself slowly edging around behind Naota. She wasn't sure what her job was to maintain their 'deal' but somehow, blocking any escape seemed like a good start.
"Where is he," Naota demanded louder, his short fuse reaching it's limit.
"I've give you a hint," Haruka announced, her eyes never leaving Naota's. Suddenly she did a slow spin in front of Naota. Her arms dancing above her head as her hips rocked back and forth in an exaggerated fashion. "He's somewhere... on my body!" she continued, speaking the line in an overly dramatic fashion as if revealing some great galactic truth.
"Huh?!" Naota squeaked in obvious surprise, somehow that thought hadn't occurred to him. A sudden twinge of jealously ran up Mamimi's spine as Naota's eyes ran rampant over Haruka's body; searching out any and all potential hiding spots. She did feel slightly confused that as his eyes reached her face again, she focused on Haruko's mouth for several long seconds before meeting her eyes again.
"Yeah?" he retorted at last, trying his best to achieve his favorite 'tough guy' voice, "so hand him over then."
Haruko merely smiled wider as she raised her hands up and clasped them behind her head. "Find him," she stated simply.
Those two words had very different reactions to each of them. Naota, seemed shocked at her demand. He now had to either follow through or chicken out. He gulped loudly.
Mamimi, on the other hand, found herself speaking before she even realized she wanted to. "Tak-kun doesn't want to. You should just change him... uh... change him father back," she said, trying to correct herself half-way through. With a frustrated groan she lapsed back into silence. Neither had paid her any mind anyway.
Finally, after a long moment that felt strangely of an old western stand-off, Naota extended one, slightly shaking, hand. Haruka's face maintained its smile while she stared off into space over Naota's right shoulder. She wasn't about to let her gaze cause him to second guess himself now; so she was specifically NOT looking at him as he approached.
Despite her own frustrations with this situation, Mamimi felt her own breath quicken as Naota's fingers approached the zipper at the top of Haruko's jacket.
With a tug, Naota pulled the zipper down part-way. He stopped only because Haruko had swallowed and Naota had seemed to be mesmerized by it as it traveled down her long, slender neck. He continued to be transfixed by it for several more seconds.
"You like that don't you, Naota?" Haruka asked suddenly. Mamimi had never heard the usually over-the-top woman speak so softly before; yet Naota jumped anyway as if he'd forgotten there were others around. Mamimi had jumped herself, but only because Tak-kun had.
"No way!" Naota started, trying to regain some composure, but he couldn't seem to maintain it, "I... uh... well... That's just weir--woah..."
Haruko had swallowed again, her smile widening still further. "It's okay," she practically whispered. "I want to show you. All you have to do is ask." Her eyes finally swiveled around and locked again on Naota's who couldn't seem to break the gaze.
Mamimi wasn't sure how she'd done it, but she recognized the signs of Naota's resolve weakening. Somehow, Haruko was convincing Naota to just give in. And in so doing, she was bringing Mamimi that much closer to a private Tak-kun of her very own. Even as she thought this; the concern that one Tak-kun may not be enough. Maybe she wanted both. And if she could have two... maybe more. There were certainly plenty of people she knew who could use a different perspective of the world. She'd never shown Tak-kun, but she actually kept a list of those that wronged her; and someday... she'd use it.
"I.." Naota began finally, pulling Mamimi from her thoughts, his eyes had finally left Haruko's. Now, they were jumping between Haruko's eyes and the zipper on her jacket; clearly torn between what he wanted to do and what he felt was the mature thing to do. "I.. want you to..."
She may have to thank Haruka though. Yes, she'd had a few vague ideas of things she'd intended to do with Tak-kun's father who, even now, remained wedged, out of sight, between Haruko's breasts. But her words had woken something deeper down. A hunger. She wanted a toy Tak-kun of her very own. Something to play with. Something to maximize her own enjoyment... her own... pleasure.
"Deal!" she said confidently, thrusting her hand out at the pink haired woman who merely cocked her head to one side to stare at it, that same big smile dominating her features.
"Alright," Naota heaved as he finished climbing the bank up to the road, "where is he? I know you have him somewhere. Haruka?! What are you doing here! Are you ready to change him back?"
"Oooh..." Haruko practically purred as if overcome by sensation for a moment before she smiled even wider at Naota. "Mmm... I'm sure he's happy wherever he is, Naota. In fact, maybe you'd like to join him instead," she said, her tone a strange mix of threat and offer.
Mamimi stood silently as she watched them argue. She hated seeing the type of power Haruko held over him but that only served to reinforce her desire to have that same power. To hold Naota in the palm of her hand. Hers... all hers. She found herself slowly edging around behind Naota. She wasn't sure what her job was to maintain their 'deal' but somehow, blocking any escape seemed like a good start.
"Where is he," Naota demanded louder, his short fuse reaching it's limit.
"I've give you a hint," Haruka announced, her eyes never leaving Naota's. Suddenly she did a slow spin in front of Naota. Her arms dancing above her head as her hips rocked back and forth in an exaggerated fashion. "He's somewhere... on my body!" she continued, speaking the line in an overly dramatic fashion as if revealing some great galactic truth.
"Huh?!" Naota squeaked in obvious surprise, somehow that thought hadn't occurred to him. A sudden twinge of jealously ran up Mamimi's spine as Naota's eyes ran rampant over Haruka's body; searching out any and all potential hiding spots. She did feel slightly confused that as his eyes reached her face again, she focused on Haruko's mouth for several long seconds before meeting her eyes again.
"Yeah?" he retorted at last, trying his best to achieve his favorite 'tough guy' voice, "so hand him over then."
Haruko merely smiled wider as she raised her hands up and clasped them behind her head. "Find him," she stated simply.
Those two words had very different reactions to each of them. Naota, seemed shocked at her demand. He now had to either follow through or chicken out. He gulped loudly.
Mamimi, on the other hand, found herself speaking before she even realized she wanted to. "Tak-kun doesn't want to. You should just change him... uh... change him father back," she said, trying to correct herself half-way through. With a frustrated groan she lapsed back into silence. Neither had paid her any mind anyway.
Finally, after a long moment that felt strangely of an old western stand-off, Naota extended one, slightly shaking, hand. Haruka's face maintained its smile while she stared off into space over Naota's right shoulder. She wasn't about to let her gaze cause him to second guess himself now; so she was specifically NOT looking at him as he approached.
Despite her own frustrations with this situation, Mamimi felt her own breath quicken as Naota's fingers approached the zipper at the top of Haruko's jacket.
With a tug, Naota pulled the zipper down part-way. He stopped only because Haruko had swallowed and Naota had seemed to be mesmerized by it as it traveled down her long, slender neck. He continued to be transfixed by it for several more seconds.
"You like that don't you, Naota?" Haruka asked suddenly. Mamimi had never heard the usually over-the-top woman speak so softly before; yet Naota jumped anyway as if he'd forgotten there were others around. Mamimi had jumped herself, but only because Tak-kun had.
"No way!" Naota started, trying to regain some composure, but he couldn't seem to maintain it, "I... uh... well... That's just weir--woah..."
Haruko had swallowed again, her smile widening still further. "It's okay," she practically whispered. "I want to show you. All you have to do is ask." Her eyes finally swiveled around and locked again on Naota's who couldn't seem to break the gaze.
Mamimi wasn't sure how she'd done it, but she recognized the signs of Naota's resolve weakening. Somehow, Haruko was convincing Naota to just give in. And in so doing, she was bringing Mamimi that much closer to a private Tak-kun of her very own. Even as she thought this; the concern that one Tak-kun may not be enough. Maybe she wanted both. And if she could have two... maybe more. There were certainly plenty of people she knew who could use a different perspective of the world. She'd never shown Tak-kun, but she actually kept a list of those that wronged her; and someday... she'd use it.
"I.." Naota began finally, pulling Mamimi from her thoughts, his eyes had finally left Haruko's. Now, they were jumping between Haruko's eyes and the zipper on her jacket; clearly torn between what he wanted to do and what he felt was the mature thing to do. "I.. want you to..."
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