Chapter 1 Page 2 - The Gilded Maw Kitsune and her shrunked friend chapter 2 by The Reaper

The world tilted violently as Yukihana’s slender, manicured fingers closed around Matthew’s midsection. To him, her grip felt like a velvet-lined vice, firm enough to keep him from squirming but gentle enough not to crush the breath from his lungs. He felt the sudden rush of air as he was hoisted upward, the floor receding into a blurred distance of velvet and shadow. As he ascended, the scent of jasmine grew overwhelming, filling his nostrils with a floral intensity that felt almost hypnotic. 

Matthew flailed, his small hands pushing uselessly against the colossal warmth of her fingertips. He tried to shout, to demand she put him back or at least explain the logistics of this sudden transformation, but the words were drowned out by the sheer scale of the movement. He was brought closer and closer to her face, until he was staring into an amber eye that looked like a shimmering gold nebula. The sheer scale of her eyelashes felt like silken curtains framing the horizon of his new, terrifying world.

Yukihana paused for a moment, holding him just inches from her lips. He could feel the warmth of her breath, a soft, rhythmic gale that ruffled his hair and made his white t-shirt flutter. A playful, predatory smile curved her lips, revealing the slight glint of teeth that seemed far too sharp for a mere game. She tilted her head, her nine tails swaying in a slow, rhythmic dance behind her, creating a golden halo that seemed to pulse with the rhythm of her amusement.

"Now, now, don't struggle too much, little one," she purred, her voice vibrating through his very chest. "It would be such a waste to bruise you before the tasting begins." She parted her lips slightly, the heat radiating from her mouth feeling like a furnace to the miniaturized man. "Tell me, Matthew... do you think you taste as sweet as you look? Or will you be a bit too salty for my liking?"