The switcharoo!
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 14
by
copier
· original author:
primus359
Mamimi was spellbound as poor Naota soared towards the far side of the bridge. Like the trail of breadcrumbs in the old fairytale, Naota left a trail of clothes as he shed them. Will a dull plop, Naota's tiny form thudded to the ground and lay still, almost out of Mamimi's sight.
For several long moments, Mamimi didn't dare move. She didn't dare breath. She had just watched her wish get granted and she didn't want to do ANYTHING that could possibly spoil it now that she was so, so, soooo close.
This hesitation was spoiled as Haruko strolled confidently past her; following the trail of clothes towards the treasure at the end. A wave of panic threatened to overtake Mamimi. She wanted Tak-kun all for herself and Haruko had as much as told her she wanted the same. Yes, they'd briefly called a sort of truce until they could get their clutches on Naota; but was it still in effect now that they'd achieved their goal?
She shadowed Haruko as they started across the road; but Mamimi's apprehension only increased. Watching Haruko, she realized that she was scanning Tak-kun's clothes as she wandered by them; poking at some of them with her foot as they passed. Finally, as they reached his shorts, Haruko stopped and began to rummage through them.
Haruko's attention diverted; Mamimi couldn't hold herself back any more and scurried (practically sprinted) over to where she'd seen Naota land. He was exactly where she'd expected; apparently unconscious and laying on his side with his tiny butt pointed towards her.
For a moment she could only stare down at his tiny, helpless body; images and scenarios played through her mind that she'd never even considered before. Slowly, carefully, she reached down and gently wrapped her fingers around her new toy's tiny prone form. He was so light! He barely weighed anything to her. And warm; she hadn't even considered that before, yet somehow that made his new purpose of entertaining her even easier to consider.
Naota finally began to stir as Mamimi stood back up. Mamimi couldn't help but smirk as he seemed to sense the sudden change in elevation and cried out at he came to full alertness.
"What's going on?" cried Naota as he began to take in his surrounding only to look up into her eyes. He gulped loudly, "Ma... Ma... Mamimi?!"
"Hey, Tak-kun," she cooed down at him. Yes, she could see it in his eyes. He was already beginning to realize his new place in the pecking order. He needed her, now. Needed! HER! He was totally dependent on her attention for survival and they both knew it. The very thought sent a chill up her spine. Haruko's words echoed through the back of her mind again and she realized exactly what she wanted to do with him right then, more than anything else.
A quick glance revealed that Haruko must have found what she was looking for, because she was sauntering towards Mamimi and her new charge. Mamimi did not intend to hand him over; instead she turned her back to Haruko, blocking the pink haired psycho's view of Tak-kun as well as what Mamimi intended to do with him.
"What are you doing?" the tiny Tak-kun demanded suddenly, "Where's Haruko? Where's my father? What are do doiiiiiiiiiiinnnngggg?!" His last question had turned into a miniature howl of panic as he found himself dangling by his feet from one of her hands. A weird sense of vertigo momentary washed over him and he had to fight to keep from being physically ill.
Mamimi giggled as she felt her new pet begin to struggle in her fingers. She actually had to tighten her grip slightly to keep from dropping him. She giggled again; she WAS about to drop him, but not on the ground. She lowered him down till his face was just past the bottom of her breasts as she pulled the front of her uniform skirt up with her other hand.
"Huh?" he squeaked suddenly as he realized what was about to happen, "wait! Don't you dare!"
"Beg me, Chief," she breathed. She wasn't sure what prompted her to say it; she'd never had so much power over someone before and she was enjoying it. She could already feel the moisture increasing between her legs. Something told her that his begging would only make things even more exciting. "Beg me," she continued as her breathing deepened, "beg me not to put you in... here." As she said it she pulled open the top of her panties.
From his angle, Naota couldn't see Mamimi's pussy, but he certainly understood the position he was in. He gulped again, loudly. Slowly, though fear began to give way to frustration and, in turn, gave way to anger. "Why don't you grow up!" he yelled finally.
Mamimi only smiled at him again and shook her head sadly. "Bad, Tak-kun," she said, her tone become a mock, harsh, scolding tone, "it seems you're the one who needs to grow."
With that, she closed her eyes and let Tak-kun drop. An instant later, the tiny form hit the inside of her panties and slid down the fabric until he came to a stop against her waiting pussy. For a moment she just stood there; enjoying the tiny electrifying sensation as the tiny figure struggled against her most intimate of spots.
Finally, she opened her eyes and cried out it shock. A pair of yellow eyes was looking right back into hers! In an instant she let her panties snap back against her skin and thrust her skirt back down to cover them! So desperate was she to hide what she'd done with Naota that she naturally succeeded only in accomplished the opposite. Both of her hands instinctively thrust downwards to cup the tiny form thrashing wildly in her panties.
"Having fun?" Haruko asked casually as her typical grin began to creep across her face.
The tone of Haruko's voice almost surprised her as much as her sudden appearance in front of her. Didn't Haruko care about what she was doing with Tak-kun? Finally, she pulled her hands away and assumed a more natural pose. She tried to focus on Haruko, but continued motion against her increasingly moist pussy was making it hard to think. It looked like Haruko was hiding something behind her back.
She opened her mouth to ask Haruko each of these questions but a groan escaped instead as the struggling increased. Oooh... she may never let Tak-kun out of there!
"Silly Earth female," Haruko said with a laugh as she quickly turned her back on Mamimi while being careful to keep whatever was in her hand hidden. As soon as she had her back to Mamimi, she stuffed something deep into her cleavage as if stuffing car keys into her pocket and zipped up her jacket again before she spun back around to face her.
A sudden increase in thrashing caused Mamimi to bite her bottom lip to keep from crying out. The sensation only increased as Haruko stepped forward and pressed one of her hands against the tiny figure hidden just under her skirt. A gasp escaped her lips as her new toy was pressed more solidly against her eager sex by Haruko.
"Down the panties, huh?" Haruko said, sounding almost disappointed. "Kinda vanilla, but I guess you have to start somewhere."
"You... you don't mind?" Mamimi asked as soon soon as she had the breath to do so. She'd actually been reduced to leaning against the railing of the bridge by this point.
"Mind? Ha!" Haruko replied with a snort, "nah, in fact, why don't you go ahead and keep that one, and I'll keep the other, deal?" Haruko stuck out her hand to shake as Mamimi had done earlier. Mamimi wasted no time in clasping it and shaking vigorously.
Haruko only smiled larger as they broke the handshake and then she turned and started heading towards her vespa.
* * * * *
Naota could barely breath where he was. He struggled to push back the soft flesh all around him, but every time he pushed, the flesh of Haruko's tits merely enveloped him from the other side.
He had heard Haruko talking to Mamimi after he'd been snatched from the air, mid-fall, and deposited here. He'd heard them; but hadn't actually been able to make out what was said. As she began walking, Naota began bouncing along with his new bosom buddies. There was obviously a spring in her step. Whatever they'd spoken about, it was obvious that she'd gotten what she wanted.
Two questions kept nagging at him in his fleshy prison: Where was his father? What did Haruko have planned for him?
For several long moments, Mamimi didn't dare move. She didn't dare breath. She had just watched her wish get granted and she didn't want to do ANYTHING that could possibly spoil it now that she was so, so, soooo close.
This hesitation was spoiled as Haruko strolled confidently past her; following the trail of clothes towards the treasure at the end. A wave of panic threatened to overtake Mamimi. She wanted Tak-kun all for herself and Haruko had as much as told her she wanted the same. Yes, they'd briefly called a sort of truce until they could get their clutches on Naota; but was it still in effect now that they'd achieved their goal?
She shadowed Haruko as they started across the road; but Mamimi's apprehension only increased. Watching Haruko, she realized that she was scanning Tak-kun's clothes as she wandered by them; poking at some of them with her foot as they passed. Finally, as they reached his shorts, Haruko stopped and began to rummage through them.
Haruko's attention diverted; Mamimi couldn't hold herself back any more and scurried (practically sprinted) over to where she'd seen Naota land. He was exactly where she'd expected; apparently unconscious and laying on his side with his tiny butt pointed towards her.
For a moment she could only stare down at his tiny, helpless body; images and scenarios played through her mind that she'd never even considered before. Slowly, carefully, she reached down and gently wrapped her fingers around her new toy's tiny prone form. He was so light! He barely weighed anything to her. And warm; she hadn't even considered that before, yet somehow that made his new purpose of entertaining her even easier to consider.
Naota finally began to stir as Mamimi stood back up. Mamimi couldn't help but smirk as he seemed to sense the sudden change in elevation and cried out at he came to full alertness.
"What's going on?" cried Naota as he began to take in his surrounding only to look up into her eyes. He gulped loudly, "Ma... Ma... Mamimi?!"
"Hey, Tak-kun," she cooed down at him. Yes, she could see it in his eyes. He was already beginning to realize his new place in the pecking order. He needed her, now. Needed! HER! He was totally dependent on her attention for survival and they both knew it. The very thought sent a chill up her spine. Haruko's words echoed through the back of her mind again and she realized exactly what she wanted to do with him right then, more than anything else.
A quick glance revealed that Haruko must have found what she was looking for, because she was sauntering towards Mamimi and her new charge. Mamimi did not intend to hand him over; instead she turned her back to Haruko, blocking the pink haired psycho's view of Tak-kun as well as what Mamimi intended to do with him.
"What are you doing?" the tiny Tak-kun demanded suddenly, "Where's Haruko? Where's my father? What are do doiiiiiiiiiiinnnngggg?!" His last question had turned into a miniature howl of panic as he found himself dangling by his feet from one of her hands. A weird sense of vertigo momentary washed over him and he had to fight to keep from being physically ill.
Mamimi giggled as she felt her new pet begin to struggle in her fingers. She actually had to tighten her grip slightly to keep from dropping him. She giggled again; she WAS about to drop him, but not on the ground. She lowered him down till his face was just past the bottom of her breasts as she pulled the front of her uniform skirt up with her other hand.
"Huh?" he squeaked suddenly as he realized what was about to happen, "wait! Don't you dare!"
"Beg me, Chief," she breathed. She wasn't sure what prompted her to say it; she'd never had so much power over someone before and she was enjoying it. She could already feel the moisture increasing between her legs. Something told her that his begging would only make things even more exciting. "Beg me," she continued as her breathing deepened, "beg me not to put you in... here." As she said it she pulled open the top of her panties.
From his angle, Naota couldn't see Mamimi's pussy, but he certainly understood the position he was in. He gulped again, loudly. Slowly, though fear began to give way to frustration and, in turn, gave way to anger. "Why don't you grow up!" he yelled finally.
Mamimi only smiled at him again and shook her head sadly. "Bad, Tak-kun," she said, her tone become a mock, harsh, scolding tone, "it seems you're the one who needs to grow."
With that, she closed her eyes and let Tak-kun drop. An instant later, the tiny form hit the inside of her panties and slid down the fabric until he came to a stop against her waiting pussy. For a moment she just stood there; enjoying the tiny electrifying sensation as the tiny figure struggled against her most intimate of spots.
Finally, she opened her eyes and cried out it shock. A pair of yellow eyes was looking right back into hers! In an instant she let her panties snap back against her skin and thrust her skirt back down to cover them! So desperate was she to hide what she'd done with Naota that she naturally succeeded only in accomplished the opposite. Both of her hands instinctively thrust downwards to cup the tiny form thrashing wildly in her panties.
"Having fun?" Haruko asked casually as her typical grin began to creep across her face.
The tone of Haruko's voice almost surprised her as much as her sudden appearance in front of her. Didn't Haruko care about what she was doing with Tak-kun? Finally, she pulled her hands away and assumed a more natural pose. She tried to focus on Haruko, but continued motion against her increasingly moist pussy was making it hard to think. It looked like Haruko was hiding something behind her back.
She opened her mouth to ask Haruko each of these questions but a groan escaped instead as the struggling increased. Oooh... she may never let Tak-kun out of there!
"Silly Earth female," Haruko said with a laugh as she quickly turned her back on Mamimi while being careful to keep whatever was in her hand hidden. As soon as she had her back to Mamimi, she stuffed something deep into her cleavage as if stuffing car keys into her pocket and zipped up her jacket again before she spun back around to face her.
A sudden increase in thrashing caused Mamimi to bite her bottom lip to keep from crying out. The sensation only increased as Haruko stepped forward and pressed one of her hands against the tiny figure hidden just under her skirt. A gasp escaped her lips as her new toy was pressed more solidly against her eager sex by Haruko.
"Down the panties, huh?" Haruko said, sounding almost disappointed. "Kinda vanilla, but I guess you have to start somewhere."
"You... you don't mind?" Mamimi asked as soon soon as she had the breath to do so. She'd actually been reduced to leaning against the railing of the bridge by this point.
"Mind? Ha!" Haruko replied with a snort, "nah, in fact, why don't you go ahead and keep that one, and I'll keep the other, deal?" Haruko stuck out her hand to shake as Mamimi had done earlier. Mamimi wasted no time in clasping it and shaking vigorously.
Haruko only smiled larger as they broke the handshake and then she turned and started heading towards her vespa.
* * * * *
Naota could barely breath where he was. He struggled to push back the soft flesh all around him, but every time he pushed, the flesh of Haruko's tits merely enveloped him from the other side.
He had heard Haruko talking to Mamimi after he'd been snatched from the air, mid-fall, and deposited here. He'd heard them; but hadn't actually been able to make out what was said. As she began walking, Naota began bouncing along with his new bosom buddies. There was obviously a spring in her step. Whatever they'd spoken about, it was obvious that she'd gotten what she wanted.
Two questions kept nagging at him in his fleshy prison: Where was his father? What did Haruko have planned for him?
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