"I... I can't believe it's finally over," Roger said, standing beside his son, Raymond, and Elizabeth. The shrunken party smiled up at the towering forms of Sarah and Clarissa high above them. "Are you certain this will work?" Clarissa inquired out loud, not anticipating an immediate response. “I’m trying to escape being in anyone's stomach again." Elizabeth stamped her foot while speaking. "I second that," Neil said, rubbing the back of his neck and recalling his time in Valarie. "Or be handled like a girl's phone!" Roger turned to face Sarah with a scowl. "Anyway, are you sure he knows what he's doing?" Roger added, indicating a few feet away, that Isaac was circling with the shrink ray's settings. "The last thing I want to do is diminish any further."

"Yeah, if the lady had large breasts before they...Ouch!" Raymond knelt, gripping his side. "Say anything else about a girl's breasts, and I'll...!" Elizabeth said with clenched hands. "I believe..." As Isaac stood up, everyone's focus was drawn to him. ".... Targeting tools are in place and set to go." He said this as he approached the gathering, laptop in hand, fingertips poised over a series of buttons."Pay attention, you!  If this doesn't work and restore us, I will personally reduce you down and consume you," Elizabeth said, seizing Isaac by the neck. She growled in his direction. "It wouldn't be the first time," Isaac remarked as he freed himself. "All right, here we go!" he exclaimed as he pressed his fingertips against a row of keys. As a flash of light engulfed them, and the nearby area, all the tinies and those still regular-sized covered their eyes.

"He definitely did it!  He really did...it," Raymond said as he embraced Elizabeth. However, Raymond's enthusiasm diminished when he saw her expression. Glancing around, he noticed Sarah and Clarissa still standing there but were still normal-sized."What's going on?" Elizabeth stormed up to Isaac, preparing to lash out, but she quickly halted when Sarah spoke up. "Hey, folks, I don't believe it worked; you're still tiny, and...do you have one missing? Is everything all right down there, Neil?"When the group heard the female, they glanced around to see what she meant. To their surprise and dread, they realised they lacked a group member. "Was it successful?" Neil said as he blinked open his eyes. He was disappointed that he was still small, but that wasn't his main worry. "Guys?" Neil looked around, hoping to locate the other, but he was greeted with a different sight.

One moment he was with Sarah and the rest, but now he was in some kind of back alley. A tall, rank brick wall towered either side of him, and light poured in from high-up windows. Junk and other décor littered the ground, nearby a discarded drinks can, and its contents were alcoholic in nature from its lingering smell.  Now Neil was starting to get scared; he was lost and alone in a place he had no idea about. There was no telling how far he had travelled or where he had even ended up.

“Where the hell did he send me!” Neil said, his voice trembling as he started to pace around, trying to keep himself from panicking. If this were bad before now, he had to contend with a language barrier even if he got found. As Neil paced increasingly, he failed to notice a shadow appear at the end of the alley, one that was getting larger by the second. Finally, after a moment, Neil was brought out of his scared state when the sound of something crashing rang out, and he turned to see a giantess start to turn into the alley.

Though He was somewhat used to seeing giant women at this point, something was different about this one. First, she looked around the same age as him and Sarah, and the second thing was her strange cat-like outfit. Watching her turn into the alley, Neil was frozen with fear and was unsure what to do; he was about to run off, but He suddenly stopped as he heard her say something that sparked a piece of hope.“I know I saw a few tinies run down here, Nyaa,” The strange girl said as she ambled, her head turned down as she scanned the ground for her targets. “Down here! Down here!” Neil said, jumping up and down while waving his arms above him.

But Neil soon realised one small error in his plan, her feet. The tremors caused by her feet got worse and worse until they were strong enough to knock him to his feet. Then, while trying to get back up, he suddenly saw everything go dark as he looked large paw-shaped imprint on the sole of her shoe for just a split second before it came crashing down. “Where are they! Nya,” The girl said; she had been looking all day for some, and she could have sworn she saw some run down here. Standing on the spot, she looked around, trying to find a good place that a tiny would use to hide.

Neil was frozen but not by far but by the weight of the giantess standing on him, but strangely he could feel her weight. Neil had seen other tinies like him squished when being stood on, but somehow he was ok. While trying to handle the material, Neil was surprised at its softness. Like when he was sat on, even by Valeire, softness is a tiny best friend. Not wanting to stay, Neil tried to move before the giantess moved her foot into a different left soft position. But before he could, he felt the pressure around him start lifting as the foot began to lift. To his alarm, Neil was getting lifted up; somehow, he had become stuck to the sole of the girl's shoe.

Neil was unsure how long he was stuck to the sole of her shoe, minutes, hours or even days. All the constant rising and falling, darkness than light but only for darkness to come again. But the one thing he did not exercise was pain; sure, he felt his body lurch with every step, but there was no pain caused by her footfalls. While this went on, Neil just wondered how long this would go on; he saw something change after such a hellish ride. Suddenly the ground below turned from a grey contrast to a tarnished wood colour, but it wasn’t just the colour. It was a wooden floor. “Great, I'm indoors”, Neil thought in his deflated mind; at least he would have a better chance of getting spotted. Shortly he felt the world around him shift.

“Nya, these shoes need insoles”, She purred as she took off the ones she was wearing and put on some new ones; gotta keep the tinies safe, after all. But, sadly, as much as she wanted to ensure they were safe, they were running pretty low on tinies. Moving deeper into the den, the girl left her shoes propped up so away the sole was not fully planted on the ground. With all the strenuous walking over, Neil just wanted to rest for a little while in the embrace of the sole, but without any pressure, he did not stay stuck for long. Landed with a soft thud, Neil ground as he pulled himself up and dusted himself off. Deciding to scoop out where he was, he made his way out from under the shoe and into the more expansive room; once in the light, he froze as he stared at his surroundings.

“Crap, this is bad,” Neil thought nervously; when first being shrunk, he had to deal with one or two giantesses at a time, there at the most. But here he was, could see at least 20 girls dressed in identical cat-like outfits. Some were sitting on a couch watching TV while others sat at a nearby table working on what he presumed were doll houses. While a small group of them could be seen huddled in a corner playing with something on the ground, their soft giggles filling the air. Not sure what to do or where to go, Neil decided to stay in the shadow of the shoe until something happened that he could use. “Great, now I'm stuck in a building with 20 or more cat-obsessed girls who are probably each as dangerous as the last, and to make things worse, I have no idea where I am; I guess the best thing I can do is try and get one of their’s attention so I can get them to call Sarah.”

As he thought of his plan, Neil heard the sound of a door being used just before a new girl appeared. Though wearing the same uniform as the rest, this girl but instead of the black or brown hair of the rest sHehad bright blue hair. Moving around, Neil couldn’t help but sense a feeling of respect coming off her; maybe she was the leader of this little cat-themed group. But he could not ponder too long as he noticed she was moving closer to his location until she stood over the shoe he was hiding under.

Franticly trying to find a place to run or hide, Neil could do nothing as he was bathed in light as the shoe was moved. Finally, falling onto his back, Neil could only look up as the girl squatting over him lifted the shoe. Neil was a bit confused as instead of putting them on, the girl was examining the sole of each shoe, her eyes darting this way and that over the paw-shaped padding. Getting over his initial fear, Neil began to get up, but soon his gaze upwards was returned as she gazed down at him.

In slow motion, Neil watched as the girl gently placed the shoes away from them before placing her left index in her mouth. Neil was confused by this action but understood what she was doing. Removing her finger form her mouth, she slowly moved it down onto her, the thin layer of saliva glistening in the fading light. Unable to move, Neil could only watch as the saliva-coated finger was gently placed onto him before lifting back up with him stuck to him.

What happened next was a bit of a blur as the finger he was stuck to was quickly lifted up before being levelled out. Then he was plunged into darkness as the girl's other hand came up to cover up her finger. Neil could do very little as he was stuck vast to the finger. It felt gross to him, all the wetness it was like being back in Valerie's mouth.

Despite it only being a short trip, it felt like forever; it was not helped by all the swaying of her hands her doing. But at least he was not going to fall off anytime soon. After all, the swaying, Neil suddenly felt the ground below him dorp as he was disposted onto a white, soft tissue. Glad to be unstuck, Neil took a second to dry off before looking up at his captures. He was expecting her belly to be the first thing he saw, then her face barely visible past her chest, but instead, he got different.

Neil strumbled backwards as he saw the girl's monolithic face towering over her; it would seem she was bending over to see him. he could not see anything past her face, and looking up, he saw she had almost gone crossed-eyed just to see him. “Nya, you’re a strange one, aren’t you?” The girl said in a quiet-ish tone, her warm, sweet-smelling breathing washing over him. “My name is Nekoru, the leader of the black cats, we run a safe and secret refuge for tines like yourself, but I must say you are much, much smaller than the ones we could capture before. I doubt I could just let you run around our den all on your own, even if the girls did know of you. So I’ll be looking after you as your personal owner.”

All of the news rushed around inside Neil's head. He was unsure which part of the beginning to process first. But one did soon come to the front of his mind. “What do you mean personal owner? I'm not some pet!” Neil shouted up at Nekoru; he let it all out, but after a while, he finished his rant and looked up at the girl awaiting an answer. Closing her eyes and letting a tiny smile flicker onto her face, Nekoru couldn’t help but give a little giggle. Neil just looked up at the sight. Was she really laughing at him?

"You silly little thing….” Nekoru chuckled, died down, and was replaced by a sweet tone that reminded Neil of Clarissa’s voice. “… you should know by now tinies can not speak. They only make squeaking sounds, and that’s at their normal size. At yours, I can’t even hear you at all.” He was taken aback by what he said, so Neil was confused when talking to Sarah. Sitting in her bra, she could still hear him just OK without even needing to lower her head that much. But this girl, whose ears were even closer, couldn’t make out any words.

Now Neil was more concerned than before; while yes, he had been found, he had no natural way to communicate with the girl who planned on keeping him as a pet. Not wanting any part of this, Neil suddenly got up and attempted to run away, far away as He could, but he didn’t really think it through. He believed he was on a table top, and while this was true, he had forgotten that he was on a tissue on that table. So as he got up to run, he tripped over the rough material below me. Nekoru let out another soft giggle as she watched the display.

Bringing her finger down onto the tissue, she used the end of one of her nails to prop the tiny back onto its feet until it found its foot. “you can’t just run off like that, Nya. While this table has a few places, you could hide it as no real way down to the floor that couldn’t lead to your death.” She said with a hint of sadness in her tone. Neil was unsure what to make of this, but he knew that if he were to get out of there, it would be with her help, even if she didn’t know it. Suddenly out of nowhere, Nekoru straightened up to her full height. Falling back due to the sudden change in position, Neil looked up at the girl, her chest obscuring some of her face. While not as big as Sarah’s or the other giantess he had been around, Nekoru’s chest still was quite daunting, even at his size.

But as soon as she stood up, Nekoru moved again, and this time, Neil presented something that had been the bane of his time being shrunken. While she looked around the same age as him and Sarah, she still had a way to go before catching up to Valerie; what he looked at was sure to be a killer. As Nekoru turned around, Neil met was face-to-rear with her butt. It looked massive; Neil suspected that even at a standard size, it could surpass Sarah and maybe even Clarissa. Though one thing that made it hard to judge was her skin-tight shorts, they clung to her butt, showing every curve she had and making it hard to properly gauge how big it was. Looking at the giant butt before him, Neil had no desire to end up near it. While he had survived being sat on many times before, he did not want to test his luck too much.

As he was dwarfed by eth colossal view before him, Neil was met with the sight of something else falling towards him. Driving for cover, Neil wrapped his arms around his head as he braced for the impact, as Nekoru’s tail slammed onto the table top. Neil was quite lucky that he had escaped yet another impact; raising his head, Neil saw that while the tail landed on the table, it did so away from him. He was also quite surprised that even though the tail bent slightly to accommodate itself while leaning on the table, it still had some internal strength to keep from flopping around. As he sighed in relief, Neil noticed the upper part of Nekoru’s body twist while the lower half remained in place.

“Nya, sorry about that little one,” Nekoru said, looking over her shoulder at the tiny, quickly with a free hand, she moved the tail of the table; she didn’t want her pet to get to close to it after all. “Nya, silly me, I guess I must tell you….” She said, placing a hand on her butt, “…our shorts are made with a unique material that allows tinies to be sat on without causing any harm to them; the soles of shoes have a similar material. But given your size, I would assume you could survive my butt; I doubt you could survive being stepped on. Even our skills have limits, after all.” She explained, giggling like Nya, under her breath, before fully turning around to face the tiny below.

Neil wanted to re-butte her claim but stopped as he knew it would just fall onto death ears. So instead, he just sat there listening to her explanation, getting annoyed by her Nya’s. “Just she really has to keep saying that,” Neil said under his breath before looking up to see Nekoru again changing course. “Nya, I sadly have to leave you for a bit, little one. Stay on the tissue so I know where you are, ok? Nya, if anyone else comes in, hide somewhere on the desk. In case the tissue, for whatever reason, is no longer on the table, head to a nearby penny, Nya” She pointed in the direction of the penny, but due to the less-than-even surface of the tissue, Neil could not actually see the penny.

With that, she turned around and began to leave the room. As she neared the door, she couldn’t help but think, if tinies could get that small, how many more of that size were there that they had simply overlooked. She pondered the thought. She closed the door behind her, knowing at least one of these new tinies was safe. But, one slight problem was that what she thought was what was actually going on was two completely different things.

As Neil watched his new leave, he had a million things going through his head, but they were soon put to the back of his mind as a new single thought. RUN. Unbeknownst to Nekoru, as she turned to leave, her tail had ended up back on the table, but this time it was being dragged across its surface with only one thing in its path. Neil could do nothing if he ran as the tail impacted the tissue and pushed it along. Knowing he would not likely get off in time, Neil gripped the tissue fabric the best he could, knowing what was about to happen. Within seconds the tail just lazily flopped off the tabletop, sending the tissue spiralling off as well.

Even though the fall only lasted a few seconds, Neil hated every second of it. It felt like he was back on that damn fly. But the fly wouldn't be tough to control, even if it was here. If Nekoru was to go by, he wouldn’t have to worry about it getting distracted by some girl's giant chest, though Nekoru’s butt may prove to be just as worse.

With little more than a soft and near-inaudible thud, the tissue landed on the hard wooden floor. Unfortunately, any noise the tissue may have caused during the landing was drowned out by the sound of the door shutting. Left alone on the floor, Neil was in complete silence. He could only hear the muffled sounds of other girls going about there day.  

Finally felts alone; Neil could see he was in some kind of bedroom. The table he had fallen from had an accompanying chair; heaven forbid he ended up on it. Shaking his head at the thought, Neil glimpsed someone out of the corner of his eye; focusing on it, he had at least some newfound hope. Leaning against one of the back legs of the table was a long piece of string that began somewhere on the tabletop and ended on the ground. Happy to see that he had away back up, Neil started the long, long trek across the wooden floor and to the string. If the walk didn’t tire him out, the climb might be very well.

Neil examined more of his surroundings as he walked, finally noticing a little thing about the tissue. Printed on the white surface in black ink was the sketch outline of a cat. The emblem of this group, maybe, Neil wondered before he came to a stop. Was it safer to remain on the tissue? Of course, Nekoru knew about it, and if she saw it on the floor, she would investigate right, but on the other hand, she did say if it fell off somehow, the penny would take priority.

Not sure what to do, Neil decided to sit down on the just wait ti out a little. “Ok…” Neil told him as he began to work through everything that had happened. “…somehow Isaac satellite thingy not just functions as a shrink ray but also as some kind of teleporter. Just who was this man. He has access to all this sci-fi stuff, yet he chooses it to spy no Valerie. Did he build it, or did she steal it? He mentioned back on Valerie's stomach that it was military tech. But I guess I can’t overthink about that know.” Looking around his bedroom, Neil felt a bit weird in bed. It took quite a while to reach this level when dating Sarah, but with Nekoru, it only took a few minutes. Also, the whole area seemed relatively clean given his size; the floor had little littering, meaning fewer places to hide. But at least Neil didn’t risk blindly running into an article of clothing; the last thing he wanted to do was get lost in this girl's clothes, let alone in her undergarments.

Shuddering at the thought of getting trapped in Nekoru's bra or, heavens forbid, unaware, Neil shook the thoughts and focused on getting his bearings. Behind him was a floor-to-ceiling window, but it did not look like it could open. Next to them were many shelving units and other storage containers. Against the far wall was a large, towering bed; it looked more intimidating than the sofa’s he had been around. Sadly, while hanging low over the edge into a single piece, the coverings on it seemed to be anywhere near the floor, let alone touching it. Seeming there were not many places he could go, Neil rested on the tissue for a bit before planning to make his way to the string he had seen earlier. He could hear his heart beating in his chest as he waited with batted breath. It was getting louder and strangely out of sync; since when did he have two seats. Neil's eyes shot open as he realised what he heard was not his heart; it was…

“Nya, I think Nekoru is keeping some tinies for herself.” One Black cat said as he opened the door. “Are you sure she won’t be made?” Nya,” A second girl said, following the first girl through the open door. “You look under the bed; I check the desk, Nya,” the first girl said as she walked towards the desk, brushing off the concern of the second. Then, closing the door, the two girls went to their respective search points.

Neil was frozen in fear and in the middle of the floor with two giantesses roaming the room. Every time he had to be on the floor, there had only been one giantess, not two. But he could do nothing as the first girl began walking towards him. The ground bounced as she walked, and her foot fell, creating air drafts that moved the tissue around ever so slightly. To Neil, however, it was much more than a little, grabbing hold of the fabric, trying not to get thrown off. After a short while, the tissue came to rest under a shadow, and fearful Neil looked up. The sounds of the girl's footfalls were gone.

Looking up, Neil saw the towering form of the girl's boots on either side of him. Then, gazing even higher, Neil saw him between her legs and looking up under her skirt. Unlike Mary-jean or Ariel, these girls have shorts under their skirts. From this vantage point, Neil saw that this girl was not as well endowed as Nekoru was. But soon, his butt staring was cut off as the girl's upper body shifted back a bit before she returned his gaze.

Neil could do nothing as the girl bent down and grabbed the tissue he was on. The worst part was that she didn’t hold just one ned; instead, she stretched her fingers to grab every side. Like being caught in a net, the sides of the tissue orse up. Looking, there was nowhere he could run; the side was too steep for him to get out in time. So soon as the tissue was lifted, it was made stationary; turning his gaze upwards, all Neil could see was the hazel eye of the cat girl looking down at him.

“Nya, guess this one is empty.” The girl said as she looked down into the tissue. Neil had blended in against the black pattern emblazoned on it by some miracle. But even if he was white, she would not likely see him, the reason she was looking for tinies many times his current size. Seeing the it was a burst, the girl looked around. “Now, where does Nekoru put her trash, Nya”. Neil began to run up the sloped side, his face going white, knowing his time was short. If the tissue was placed in the bin with him, he might never get out.

As he scrambled to climb, he could feel the tissue shake a little as the girl began to walk. Seeing and feeling his window getting smaller and smaller by the second, Neil finally reached the top and saw only one way out. Taking a deep breath, Neil jumped off the tissue rim and onto the girl; she didn’t care where he landed on her as long as it was not in the bin. “Nya, there we go,” The girl said as she dropped the tissue into the trash can before resuming her search for more tinies.

Neil tumbled into darkness as he saw a wall of fabric rise on one side and a skin cliff. Great, Neil thought to himself as he realised he had fallen down the girl's shirt. But, from what he saw, the girls were not that busty. Soon Neil ended up on a cliff ledge, created in a wrinkle in the fabric. Grabbing eth fabric and pulling himself away form the edge, Neil took a minute to catch his breath and curse his lousy look. While he did, Neil looked around at his surroundings, noticing something was off about them.

“Either this is a guy, or this girl has a really flat chest” speaking out loud, Neil looked around to see the lack of curves and chest. But, looking up, he knew the girl's neck leading upwards to the ceil comprised of her chin. Neil racked his brain to figure out what and where he was. “oh right”, He said as he remembered that all the girls he had seen so far wore scarves. With a sigh of relief, Neil got up to examine his surroundings.

A little light trickled down form the gap above, illuminating his surroundings. While taking in the sights, he heard a scarily familiar sound coming form above. Flicking his head upwards, Neil saw the throat of the girl bulge in response to her gulping. Neil really didn’t want to think about why or what she swallowing. So instead, he watched as the bulge in her throat appeared at the base of her chin and slid its way down her neck before it disappeared under where the lower part of the self met her skin.

Cringing little at the bulge's ghostly sounds as it moved down her neck, Neil decided it would be best to see where this girl was taking him. Grabbing the fabric, Neil began to climb the inner linning of the scarf. The climb was a lot easier when he was forced to climb on the inside of Sarah's shirt and bra; again, he thanked this girl for not being busty. “Nya guess she didn’t have any then.” With his hands full of fabric, Neil could cover his ears to block out what sound he could as the girl spoke.

With that, the two girls began to leave Neil's one area of safety in the strange new world. Reaching the top of the shelf, Neil popped his head over the side just in time to see the other girl wiggling out the form underneath Nekoru’s bed. Her butt wiggled as she backed out; from his vantage point, Neil could not tell how big her butt was, not on the same level as Nekoru. “So far, it seems Nekoru’s body is the only real one I must look out for. I only hope I don’t end up having to climb up.”

Neil's thoughts were cut out by the sound of the door locking behind him; it was official that he was now in dangerous, unknown territory. Walking away form his one-save heaven, Neil was constantly bombarded with the thunderous sounds of her girl conversation. He remembered when he fell form Valeries nose only to get blown away by her voice and how much it hurt his ears. But not as loud as Valerie alone; both girls more than made up for it. Eventually, the two girls turned the corner, and Neil was met with a sight that drained his hope of finding Nekoru. 

He had hoped that the number of girls had died down a little but looking ahead, all he saw was the exact amount and maybe a few more; the worse part was Nekoru was nowhere in sight. Scanning the room, looking for any trace of her, Neil noticed that there was a new girl. She looked older than the other girls; she wasn't even dressed in silly coat outfits. Instead, she wore a long, full-length tan dress, and a white rag could also be seen hanging out of her pocket. Guess she's a maid, Neil thought, though he was not quite sure what she was doing. The made seemed to be standing against the wall, flanked on either side by a set of doors.

Not having to think about it all day, the girls moved deeper into the room and headed towards a seating area. Several other Black Cat girls were sat lounging around; some read magazines while others talked. But one caught Neil's eyes. She was not doing anything like the other girls; she had one hand open while the fingers from her other hand played with something in her palm. His attention was caught again as the second girl who had come into Nekoru's room departed the one he was hitchhiking with.

Left alone, Neil's girl went behind the sofa and leaned against its back. Neil quickly tightened his grip as the girl's neck and scarf leaned forwards at a possibly dangerous angle. "So what you got their Miyabi?" The voice from above rang out; at least now Neil knew the name of one of the other girls. One down, 20 more to go, hurray. " ok, not much, just saved this little one from the Lady in pink; I can't believe she treats tinies like objects for her own amusement." Miyabi said, pouting though Neil could not see that from behind her. Curious about what she was talking about, Neil carefully shimmied along the rim of the scarf until he could see into the girl's hands.

What he saw made him freeze was what he thought it was. Far below in Miyabi's palm was something that looked human-like; he realised what Nekoru meant by him being small than usual. While the humans shrunk by Isaacs's machine had made himself and the others, it seemed whatever caused the shrinking here had made its victims bigger than he was. In Miyabi's palm, a naked human man, at least half an inch tall, appeared to be scared out of his mind running around the girl's hand, trying to get off. But try as he might, Miyabi's slender fingers kept the tiny man from falling. Hearing her giggle, Neil began to think she was treating this like a game, one the tiny did not like, not one bit.

Miyabi continued to play as it seemed like the girl Neil was riding was just staying to watch the show, looking down Neil was a bit tempted to jump down onto Miyabi's head, but given how she was playing with the shrunken man, Neil did not want to end up like that. in the quiet of the watching Neil heard the distant sound of a door opening and closing, shortly followed by soft footsteps. So was the Nekoru; he hoped it was, but he could not do much now as his ride was not moving an inch.

"Nya, Fiona, can I have some help please?" a voice rang out from somewhere in the room; looking around, Neil tried to see which girl would move, but to his surprise, instead, he felt the girl he was on shift and straightened up. So pulling back from the sofa, Fiona began to go to where she was called, waving a little at Miyabi as she left. So her name is Fiona; at least I can put a name to the face, Neil thought as she began to walk. When Fiona was straining up, he was forced not to fall out of her scarf and get stranded on Miyabi. Looking to where she was taking him, Neil was met with the sight of a new girl who had entered the room sadly though it was not Nekoru. Finding that Fiona was walking towards the new girl, Neil looked at where she was and what she was doing.

The girl in question was leaning over a table in the middle of the room. On the table was a small bag containing contents he could not see or even begin to guess what they were. Before the girl, herself was what seemed like a small…." Guess it that time already, is it, Nya?" Fiona said, reaching the table and looking at the little house before the two of them. Unfortunately, Fiona was too focused on the house and forgot where the table started as she bumped into its side.

Just like Fiona Neil was not expecting her to bump into the table, unlike her, it spells disaster. With a massive jolt, Neil felt his grip on the scarf instantly fail as he was shot forwards. All he could do was scream as he saw Fiona's towering body grow as he fell towards the table. Closing his eyes, Neil waited for himself to go splat on the table, but that didn't happen. When he did land, he was onto something soft; slowly opening his eyes, Neil was expecting to see himself in Fiona's clothes somewhere but looking around, he was met with an odder sight.

All around him was a large bedroom, nowhere near as big as Nekoru's but still bigger than he could ever easily use. By some miracle, he had fallen through a window and into the bedroom inside the doll house. Examining his surroundings, Neil saw that the doll house was too small for any doll he knew. Then he realised that the house was not meant for dolls but for the tiny humans, the Black Cats were looking after.

Looking around for a way out, Neil found the only two ways out, the door and window, were too big for him to use and/or escape through. As he began to panic about a lack of escape, he saw a shadow start to filter out the light; not wanting to think what it was, Neil hid under the bed and peeped out. The window had become filled with a dazzling sea of hazel. "So we need to prepare it, Nya," Fiona's said out loud, her voice nearly deafening Neil and sending shock waves through the room he was in.

As soon as she arrived, Fiona's stood up and left the window vacant. That was until the whole house began to shake. First, it came from above them. Then, it came from in front as the girls removed the house roof and front walls. With the front of the house completely open, Neil feared it would be a matter of time before they would find him, and he didn't want to think about how they may treat him. "Nya, first, we must ensure the rooms are cleared."

The voice of the unmanned girl sand out far above him but looking up, all Neil could see was Fiona standing over him like a skyscraper. But her statement was confusing; make sure the rooms are cleared. Assuming these were for tiny humans, did they really not check that the house was empty beforehand. While he pondered, Neil slowly began to notice the area around the bed was getting darker; gazing up at Fiona, Neil found she had not moved a single muscle. So if she wasn't moving, then that meant.

Make sure the rooms are cleared. Realisation dawned on Neil as he finally twigged the girl's meaning, but it was too late. A loud thud occurred just above Neil; dust fell from the bed from the impact. The bed was lifted instantly, leaving Neil exposed in the open. Franticly, Neil looked around, but his heart fell as it seemed the bed was the only thing in the room. "So with the bed gone next comes the… Nya,, Fiona, would you be a dear and do it while I tend to the bed."

The sound of rustling could be heard somewhere he could not see; presumably, Fiona was receiving something from the bag he had seen before. Neil had no idea what they would do, and he had no intention of finding out. So getting up, Neil began to run to the open wall. He didn't care if there was a drop; he had survived larger drops. But as he sprinted to the dorp, he suddenly skidded to a stop mere inches from the edge as a large shadow loomed over him.

Neil was practically staring down the barrel of the gun. Before him, Fiona held a massive spray can before him, and the way she had it made the nozzle aim right at him. the girl was going to clean the house with him in it. Suddenly up above, Neil heard what sounded like a level being pulled, and in the spilt second before it happened, he saw the can vibrate something shot out of the nozzle. "Wai….." He tried to scream, but it was too late.

"Mmmmm", Fiona hummed to herself as she simply pressed down on the top of the can, and it did the rest. In seconds, the whole bedroom floor was covered in a thick layer of moisture; some had even splashed on the lower parts of the walls. "Nya, be careful; we don't want to damage the floor of the house; despite their size, these custom doll houses are not cheap." The girl said, scolding Fiona a bit. Then, rolling her eye's a bit, Fiona moved the can to another room that had just been cleared. "It's not like any tinies were hurt, Nya." Fiona pouted under her breath.

A torrent of air-propelled cleaning liquid and other stuff shot out of the nozzle and hit Neil straight on. If he had been any smaller or the can a bit more power full, the sheer force of the spray alone would have vaporised Neil on the spot. Luckily, however, instead of the blast of cleaning products blew him backwards at such speeds that it was like Hewas teleported. Slamming into the back wall, there was nothing Neil could do. He was bombarded with liquids.

Neil wanted to scream in pain; the agony of the spray beating against his body was worse than being sat on by Valerie. But as much as he wanted to, he did not want any more of the cleaning product to get into his mouth. His mouth, nose, ears and eyes burned as if on fire from the chemicals in the can. He felt like it would choke him to death; just imagine he had survived being sat on, eaten, and nearly killed so many times only to die because of some cleaning supplies.

After what felt like forever, the nozzle turned off and moved out of sight, leaving the floor wet. Coughing and spluttering, Neil freed himself from the liquids sticking him to the wall. Weakened from the experiences, Neil didn't step off but just flopped onto the floor, leaving a Neil shop print on the wall. Wanting to run away, Neil had another pressing matter. Getting the sleeves of his jacket in his hand, he harshly rubbed his eye, trying to get the liquid out of it to at least let him see.

He was unsure how long he was rubbing for but could hear the spray being admitted elsewhere in the doll house. But soon, his vision began to return, not fully yet; his vision was still a bit fuzzy, but he could make out what was coming his way. After spraying the room, Fiona placed down the can and retrieved the cloth. Returning to the first room, he put the fabric onto the floor and slowly moved it around, getting deeper as she went.

Feeling the ground shake with every motion, Neil watched as the cloth was pushed around. Thankfully for him, it seemed that Fiona was not rushing the work, so the fabric lazily slid across the floor. But, seeing his way was being black and not wanting to end up under it, Neil got an idea. Taking a short run-up, Neil ran towards the cloth. It was a bit hard on the wet wood, but Neil landed in the cloth's fibres with a bounding leap.

Racing to get as high on the cloth as he could, Neil rushed through the fibres as Fiona moved the fabric to a new room. He was pretty surprised at how gently someone so big could move. Looking behind him, Neil noted that the cloth had entered yet another bedroom. Just how many shrunken humans could this thing keep? With the thought in his mind, Neil finally reached where the fabric ended, and Fiona's hand began. Neil had stepped onto the skin just a few steps before he felt the hand-wiping motion stop. Looking up in fear, Neil was met with Fiona looking down, returning his gaze, but before he could do anything else, he heard Fiona say a single word.

"BUG!" Fiona shrieked as she flicked her wrist to get the bug off her; the other girl, startled by Fiona's out, straightened up to look at her. But, instead, she was met with Fiona's cloth, sent flying from her grip, slapping her in the face. As soon as the fabric fell off, she cupped her eyes as they began to sting from the cleaning liquids. Then, feeling her eyes burn, she ran out of the room and into the kitchen to wash her eyes.

One moment he was looking up at her. The next, Neil felt launched into the air by Fiona's outburst. He was surprised he did not get whiplash from the sudden and violent movement. As he sailed through the air, he whipped his head around to see where he was going. Looking around, Neil saw he was heading for some kind of locker set-up; spare uniforms could be seen dotting the area. He even saw what he believed to be the same pair of shoes that had brought him here in the first place.

Once his importune flight was over, Neil landed beside an open locker. Luckily he was saved yet gained from a hard landing as a piece of clothing cushioned his fall. Finding himself here, Neil was unsure what to do, but one thing came to mind. Bending down, Neil grabbed the fabric he was on and used the clean material to wipe himself down. As he did so, he feared what article of clothing he was in; he just hoped it wasn't too personal.

With himself as clean as he could, Neil looked around to see if anything was helpful. He soon realised he wasn't in an article of clothing but inside one. Looking around, it seemed too big for a sock or underwear, so it had to be one of the girl's shorts. Remembering that he had gotten trapped in Sarah's jeans before, and while they were tight, these shorts were almost skin tight. Thinking back to how much Nekoru's shorts clung to her, he doubted he could get trapped inside if a girl wore them.

Looking ahead, Neil saw the fasted way to the exit through the short's leg hole. Getting up the courage, Neil began to long trek through the shorts. While he could still hear the sound of the girls not so distantly, it was almost ghostly; he could even hear Fiona apologising to her for whatever she had done. Walking through the darkness, Neil was surprised to see a little ray of light from within the shorts.

High above, he saw a small-ish hole in the upper fabric of the shorts; it would be about the size of a penny or quarter. Then, staring up through the whole, Neil suddenly became aware of approaching footsteps. Before long, the light was blocked out as a new girl stood over him and in front of the locker, but to his surprise, she was not dressed like any of the other girls he had seen, and it definitely wasn't the main from before.

Looming over him was a waitress; she, like Nekoru, looked about his age, maybe a year younger. The whitish blue skirt and shirt were covered in little stains from spilled food. However, while she wore a skirt like Mary-Jean, unlike her, this girl wore dark brown skin-tight stockings. Neil blushed a little as he saw the girl's striped underwear somewhat visible. Trying to look higher, Neil could not see her face past her chest, but he could see a name tag below her breast pocket.

Putting her purse and coat into the locker, Suki sighed as she began to look around the room. Despite being a member of the Black Cats, she was still a waitress who was meant to kill or serve tinies instead of save them. The best she could do was let them escape the Dinner she worked at and just hope another member found them. Taking off her shoes and placing the Cat shoes on the floor, she reached into the locker to pick something up.

"Crap!" Neil swore as he ran for the leg hole; looking back, she saw how he had just come from tilting upwards. But the wave soon overcame him as Suki lifted up the shorts he was in. for a split second Neil was conflicted about what he should do. He wanted to hold on to the fabric to keep from falling to his death, but he did not want to be worn by this girl. This split-second lack of thought cost Neil as Suki decided for him.

Unable to grab anything in time, Neil began to slip and slide down the length of the short leg before being spat out of the bottom. As he fell, Neil saw he was heading towards the shoe near the base of the shoe. Seeing where He was going, Neil tried to swim through the air to land on the shoe, but he was too small and fell into the shoe.

Landing with a slight thud, Neil was surprised to see that the shoe's insole softly cushioned his fall. He guessed even the insole is designed for tines in mind, Neil thought as he brushed himself off; Neil looked up to see away and saw something else. Remembering what he was seen from the girl, the shoes came up just below their knees. "Well, I have a long climb ahead of me," Neil said under his breath as he walked to the nearest wall of the shoe and began to climb.

But as he tried to reach out, he found it hard to grip, not impossible, but he would not be climbing out as quickly as He would have liked. So Slowly began his climb. Neil looked back at the monstrous cave inside the shoe. While he had been trapped in a shoe beforehand, the enormous cavern reminded him of Valerie's' stomach without the acid and piles of chewed food.

Another thing he was surprised about was the smell; there was none, guess the shoe must have been just cleaned or was brand new. Then, finally, Neil was snapped out of his thoughts as he heard Suki moving around above him. Looking up, Neil immediately blushed and looked away as he saw her begin to take off her blouse.

Seeing that she couldn't use this pair for short, Suki began to change upon finding a new team. Unbuttoning her shirt, Suki let out chest pop out a little bit as she did so. This was the first time He hadn't seen a giantess topless, but he didn't want to think about it. Neil resumed his climb. Neil tried not to look up; he had a girlfriend. Pulling on her blouse and skirt, Suki began putting on the upper part of her Black Cats outfit, a hybrid shirt and skirt. Climbing, Neil could hear the sound of rustling cloth and fabric as the uniform was put on. Soon it went quiet; thinking it was over, Neil quickly glanced upwards.

Freezing mid-climb, Neil felt his face burning so much it was almost glowing red. But, high above, he just watched as Suki was halfway through taking off her stockings, her underwear on display. "You have a girlfriend! You have a girlfriend!" Neil kept repeating that mantra until he opened his eyes and looked up after a minute.

With relief, Neil saw Suki fully dressed, tugging at the shorts, causing her butt to jiggle with each tug. Taking a moment to resume climbing, Neil scolded himself for stopping at a quiet time. Then, just as He was getting his grove back, he suddenly felt the shoe shake. "Wait!" Neil shouted as he felt his grip break, and he began to fall back down. Then, landing back onto the insole, Neil found the shoe was tilted a bit, causing him to roll deeper in.

Coming to a stop, Neil stared upwards in fear; the light was blotted out high above as Suki began to lower her foot into the shoe. Given the shoe's high rim, it would take a moment before it reached fully in; Neil just hoped their insoles were padded too. Not wanting to put it to the test, at least under her heel, Neil ran deeper into the shoe to avoid being crushed. While being crushed was terrible enough, Neil was about to learn the hard way a little thing Nekoru didn't tell him.

Screaming at the top of his lungs, Neil ran as he looked over his shoulder to see Suki's large toes appear in the cavern, wiggling a bit. Even from here, Neil could smell the slight scent of sweat coming off them; if the crushing didn't kill them, the smell might. Running as fast as he ever had, Neil began to feel his own body start to scream; all the recent falls he had experienced were still bearing their toll on him.

Starting to run out of breath, Neil glanced up for a split second. He had to look up to see Suki's toe pass over him; they were moving fast. Then, within a blink of an eye, they were replaced with the sole of her foot. There was a slight bump as Suki's toes hit the end of the shoe; in his daze, Neil was not ready for the jolt and fell down. With terror in his eyes, Neil tried, hoping for survival, to shield himself by raising his hands over his head and into the air. Finally, in some vain hope, he could hold it back. The moment before the fall was utterly silent, but then, like being sat on, Suki's body fell onto him. Neil tried to scream, but he was instantly cut off as the foot was placed and lay down, fully engulfing him.

"I'm dead, I'm dead, I just know it" Neil repeated the phrase but soon realised that something was a bit off with his statement. He thought that meant he had to be alive but how. Luck was on Neil's side as long before his arrival when developing the Black Cats clothing. Nekoru had made sure that every part of every piece of clothing was tiny proof, even their insoles. Though rarely put to the test, at least for extended lengths of time, the shoes could protect tinies who fell into those depths. Despite all of this, a long-term 'study' had never really been carried out to both because the girl almost instantly felt any tinies in the shoes, and Nekoru not wanting to risk the lives of tinies just to trail something.

Sinking into the insole, Neil felt it mould to his small size, fitting him perfectly, all the while making sure not to let the flesh of Suki's foot from entering it, mostly at least. Neil wanted to scream, but foot flesh covered every inch of his body, Almost pressing into his mouth. Despite having his face practically covered, Neil could still breathe, even if it was hard. Below him, he could feel small holes covering the surface of the insole; sadly, they weren't even big enough for his nail to slip into.

The holes he was feeling were air holes, another idea of Nekoru's, their primary function was to allow air to flow into the shoes to allow any trapped tiny to breathe. A minor by-product also meant the shoes were super breathable, making them great to walk around without overheating. These small holes were now the only air source Neil had to breathe in Suki's shoe. While he could breathe, that was pretty much all he could do. Coughing, Neil gagged from the overwhelming scent of Suki's foot; despite the shoe smelling clean, all that smell was replaced with sweat and leather. Drops of sweat began to soak into Neil's clothes and even into his mouth; every time he coughed out some of the liquid, more poured in. then there was the smell; it attacked his nose and eyes.

No matter how much he wanted to rub the sweat off his face, the pressure of the foot and the mould of the insole made moving impossible. Neil wasn't even sure what part of Suki's foot he was under right now; he knew for sure He was nowhere near her toes; they had soared far over him. as he pondered on what he should do, Neil suddenly felt the world around him, violently jolt before he felt his stomach drop. "Here we go." With every piece of her uniform on, Suki gave herself one final pat down, feeling for any loose tinies; closing the locker, she entered the open room. If the smell of sweat didn't make Neil want to throw up, Neil was surprised this was not. Feeling a tremendous amount of G-forces in his body, Neil was reminded of when Valerie got up with him stuck to her butt.

Unlike Valerie, this lift was only a fraction of the height, but it was much faster. But just as the foot was lifted, it reached its peak, and for a split second, Neil could have sworn he was airborne. However, there was no time to determine if He was or not as the fall instantly began. The lift pressed him against the spongy insole, but the fall pressed him against her foot.

Near instantly, Neil felt the would collapse onto him; the sheer pressure of the foot landing was unlike anything he had experienced. Sure, he had been sat on many times before, but at least those butts were soft, even when Sarah wore jeans. But being pressed under a girl's sole, well, at least he had the insole to cushion most of the force. For a moment, there was nothing, just the essence of her Suki's foot and nothing else; sadly, it was all taken away, and Neil's shoe ride began again.

It was like a roller coaster from hell to Neil, but for Suki, she was simply walking. Left, right, left, right. Her feet slammed down in rhythm one after the other, just like they always had. There was no need for any fancy footwork. All she had to do was occasionally scan the floor for rouge tinies, but even if she missed a few, her shoes would ensure they were not harmed. As Suki walked, she couldn't help but like the feeling of the insole against her foot. While other girls preferred to wear socks with their shoes, she chose not to because all the materials that made the boots safe for tinies also caused them to heat up quite a bit.

After a short walk across the room, Suki finally reached her destination. "Nya,, Hey everyone", Suki waved as she lent against the back of the sofa. "Nya, see you're still playing with your little one then, Miyabi?" Suki chuckled a little as she leaned over and ruffled the hair of the tiny with her pinky. "yep, I could just gobble you all up. Your that cute!" She said, lifting up her palm, rubbing it and her tiny against her cheeks. Watching Suki giggle again, leaning closer to watch the event, lifting her leg to maintain balance.

Panitng and taking deep breaths, Neil used Suki's resting point to fill his lungs with enough air as Hecould before she resumed walking. Through the dense flesh and fabric Neil could make out the faint sound of what sounded like talking. Not knowing how long she would remain talking, Neil tried to summon as much strength and energy as he had left. Finally, Neil began to move, even if it was just an inch. Suddenly he felt the shoe and foot shake as it was lifted; guess my window is gone, he thought, but Neil was surprised at what the foot was actually doing. As the foot lifted more and more, Neil found it to start to become angled. Not sure what she was doing, Neil hoped he could use this new movement for free. However, Suki's foot had a slightly different plan.

Neil's hope for freedom was dashed as the foot reached its peak becoming verticle, but he remained in place. The sweat from Suki's foot and that covering himself glued together, making Neil stick to the sole of her foot as if to rub salt on the wound Neil was stuck upside down. Looking around, Neil's vision slower got used to the new darkness. Finally, with some pressure, Neil could pull his head free just a bit to look around.

Trying to think clearly was a minor issue for Neil, either because of the blood rushing to his head, the overwhelming scent of sweat or a combination of both. Looking behind him, Neil saw the shoe's insole half an inch away; glancing upwards though he could not see it, he presumed that Suki's heel was balancing the whole shoe.

Examining the surrounding, he could not make out much about the surface of the insole, but he could make out a lot of detail on the sole itself. The skin was wrinkled in some areas, while others had clumps of dirt and sock fluff sticking to it, most likely due to the same sweat that kept him stuck. Neil suddenly felt something challenging some of his feet.

Craning his head to see his foot, Neil saw a sweat droplet sliding down the skin and starting to engulf his foot. Then came another, then another. Neil was not quite sure what to make of this. The feeling was just like being underwater. But, as more sweat started to trickle onto him, Neil was alarmed to feel something else happing to him.

"No, I don't want to go any deeper!" Neil shouted, trying to break away from the sweat streams as they pulled him down. But all the sweat already covering him made things more complicated for Neil. High above, Suki felt a slight chill run through her body as a liquid slid down her lifted foot. She always hated this feeling; she simply shook her foot a little, not wanting to take care of it herself.

For an instant, Neil's heart leapt for joy as he felt himself be launched free from the clutches of Suki's foot. Then, however, his hope was violently dashed as the shoe was shaken all over the place. Neil was thrown this way and that, slamming into the foot into the insole, sandwiched between the two surfaces. To make things worse, Neil suddenly felt the world drop as Suki place her foot back onto the floor. In all the chaos, Neil has lost track of where he was or where he was going.

With the sensation of the sweat beads gone, Suki simply continued her conversation with Miyabi. As the talk between the girls continued, Neil took a moment to quiet to recover his strength. Neil tried to move occasionally, but he felt something in the world around him squeeze and hold his place. While it was tight, it felt like we were back in between some girl's breasts. But in the darkness of the shoe, he couldn't be in Suki's cleavage. Instead, he was in her shoe.

The realisation hit Neil like a bag of bricks, freezing. Neil examined his surrounding to confirm his fears. The curved surfaces around him more than established where he was. Somehow, in all the shaking and the fall, Neil had ended up between two of Suki's toes, which he neither knew nor cared about. All Neil wanted to do was escape, but given how sensitive her toes could be, any sudden movement could alert Suki to his presence. But as before, it seemed like Suki had other plans for Neil as the pressure around him increased. It wasn't much; the problem was just her toe muscles flexing, but Neil felt more and more of his body being engulfed between them as the toes came together. Until only his head was left visible.

Slowly Neil began to feel the toes shift a little as they moved up and down, gently rubbing together. One moment Neil's upper body was freed, his whole body smoothed between them. All the sweat covering him made it a bit easier for him to slide between them. But as the rubbing continued, Neil slowly began to feel the pressure around him increase slightly with each passing rub. Miyabi let out a little giggle in response to what Suki had just said. "You found a tiny where? Nya," as the girl laughed, Suki could see the humour in the story, yes, they looked after tinies, but that doesn't always mean they want to be. So many times, tinies had hitched a ride on the girls when they were leaving. Heck, somehow, one even found its way into her stockings.

While the girl giggled away, Suki began to rub her toes together. She could have sworn she felt something between them as she did so. At first, she was not quite sure what it was, a piece of lint, not it was complex and kind of around. But, then, squeezing a bit harder, she, for a split second, thought she felt movement. But, if It was too small or a tiny way too small, that means.

"Damn bug…" Suki whispered under her breath; as much as she wanted to kill it, she did not wish to have its guts on her toes. "… better get you out before I do something else". Reaching down, Suki placed a hand on the mouth of the shoe, holding it in place as she began to extract her foot. Once her foot was out, she bent her leg backwards to get the best view, but to her surprise, she could not see a thing. She had made sure to grip the bug with her toes when pulling her foot out; she had felt it squirm. But now it was gone; there was no sign of bug guts on her skin; maybe it just fell off. Just simply shrugged, put the shoe back on and resumed her chat.

Luckily, the bug would no longer be a problem for her. In the shoe, Neil had given up on the stay-still thing and was actively trying to get out. But all that was accomplished was Suki simply increasing the pressure of the rubs. Finally, after a near-endless struggle, the toes settled down but kept him in a vice-like grip.

Before Neil could think of what to do next, he felt the would shake again, thinking Suki was about to crush him. Neil was pleasantly surprised to feel the foot shift as it was pulled back; this feeling was replaced with vertigo as the foot became near the vertical as it was pulled out. But as the foot was lifted into the air, Suki's toes relaxed momentarily. Neil was launched from Suki and far away without anything holding him, combined with the momentum from the moving foot.

Moving at such speed, Neil closed his eyes to shield the wind. He could feel the wind changing direction through his closed eyes and assumed he was falling. Neil's crash-landed on something within a split second of this realisation. Though he was unsure what it was, the surface was completely flat and had no rough texture to his touch.

This had one little effect on Neil as he had nothing to grab hold off. Sliding down the slick, flat surface, Neil soon landed on what he believed to be wood. Landing in a hump of limbs, Neil began getting to his feet and examining where he had just landed. His assumption was correct. He had landed on something wooden, and from the angle and height of everything, He could tell he was on the floor.

Far before him, Neil could see Suki still talking to someone while continuing to play with her foot. Neil sights a breath of relief, happy to be out of her shoe and away from her foot. Then, taking in a deep breath of fresh none-foot air Neil noted the air tasted a little sweet. Curious, Neil turned around to see what he had landed on.

What he had first assumed to be a shoe or something, Neil was pleasantly surprised to see his reflection staring back at him. Stepping back, Neil took in the full view of the candy bar wrapping before him. The sweet smell filled the air was chocolate, but looking at the ripped end, Neil guessed it had been recently eaten.

As the smell filled his nostrils, Neil heard the sound of faint rumblings; putting a hand on his stomach, he wondered how long it had been since he had eaten. The last this he remembered eating were the grapes Sarah had given them when she had taken them back to her place, but then Mary-Jean showed up.

As his stomach roared again, Neil gave into his hunger against his better judgement and began walking to the wrapper's open end. Approaching the opening, Neil was reminded of looking into the shoe. However, this one was much, much smaller. Instead of the darkened wall, the silver interior shone with light. Squinting his eyes, Neil examined the surroundings and eventually eyed a piece of chocolate stuck to the inner lining.

Even better, it was not too far from the entrance; the last thing he wanted was to get too deep. Stepping onto the foil, Neil almost immediately slipped as he was not used to walking on such a surface, let alone with only one shoe. Quickly regaining his balance Neil slowly made his way over to the splodge of chocolate. Unfortunately, as Neil reached it, I found his socked footfall out of the form under him, and he fell face-first into the chocolate.

"Mmm, hazelnut, Nya. Great, now they have me saying it," Neil muttered as he pulled his head free from the chocolate, some of it sticking to him. Sitting down next to the splodge, Neil grabbed small hand fulls over time. He was not sure how long he was seated for; he could hear the girl's voice in the air and the distant sound of walking; he could even feel each step.

He kept an ear out for Nekoru, but there was no luck. Was she even in the building any more? Her voice was very distinctive compared to the rest of the Black Cats. Continuing to eat, Neil heard the sound of footfalls, but these were getting closer and fast. Getting to his feet, Neil ran to the wrapper entrance just as the footsteps thundered on either side of him, as the outside world was suddenly draped in darkness.

Shaking with a bit of fear, Neil popped his head out to see what had happened. On either side of him were two sizeable brownish boots; wait, all the girls he had seen wore black shoes. Examining around, he saw that all the darkness was caused by this gal wearing a long dress. Neil blushed as he looked up at the girl's long dress and got an eye full of her underwear.

This wasn't any member of the Black Cats. It was. "Girls, how many times do I have to tell you to clean up after yourself," Yamada said defeatedly; stepping back a bit, she knelt and started to pick up and shake the various sweet and candy wrappers to make sure no tinies were inside. Watching the display, Neil was unsure what she was doing, but he had not intended to find out.

On the other hand, Yamada beat Neil to the punch as she gripped the closed end of the wrapper and tilted it downwards. Neil was glad he was right beside the entrance; any deeper and the slide landing may have injured him. However, Neil felt the ground shake a little before he could get up as the wrapper was dropped back onto the floor.

Just as he was about to look back at the wrapper, Neil saw a flurry of motion as Yamada stood back up to her full height. Transfixed by fear and curiosity, Neil's breath flooded out of his mouth as he saw her reach for a broom that she had leaned against a nearby wall. Neil watched slowly as Yamada grabbed the broom and placed it on the ground. Then, suddenly getting his senses back, Neil got his heart pumping as he began to run in the opposite direction and heard the rattling sound of the broom being dragged across the floor. Despite how fast he ran, he could, but the wave of dust enveloping him signalled his fate.

As the dust wave hit Neil, it lifted I'm into the air; Neil soared into the air only to get caught within the broom's bristles. Neil grabbed the nearest follicle when he entered, not wanting to get lost in the broom. Holding onto the follicle was hard enough, but all the shaking and vibrations as the broom was moved around.

Looking down, Neil watched as the wrapper he was just in pressed against the broom's lower part. Neil suddenly felt the bristles jolt as the broom stopped before being lifted into the air. However, the flight was short as the broom landed down not too far away, just behind another wrapper.

Neil was forced to hang on the best he could. Yamada correlated all the loose wrappers into a single pile with each broom sweep. Once everything was in the stack, Neil pondered if he should use this rest time to climb high up the broom or drop to the ground, each with pros and cons. But yet again, the giantess chose his fate for him as Yamada gave the broom a short series of jolts and wiggles to get any loose wrappers out.

The first jolt was ok. Neil was caught off guard, but he was able to keep hold. The second jolt was just as nasty as the last, but he was ready for it. The third jolt was all he needed as he felt the bristle rip from his grasp as he fell onto the floor below. By some miracle, Neil had avoided falling into the pile of wrappers as Yamada brought out a dustpan and moved them onto it using the broom.

Picking up the dustpan, Yamada rested the broom against the wall as she left. The sound of her footfalls faded until they were unrecognisable from the loud chorus the other girls were making. Left alone, Neil took a moment to examine his surroundings. He was in the middle of the floor in a small corridor with a single large wooden door in sight.

Remembering where he was, Neil had only seemed to form this place within Fiona's scarf, so the door led into Nekoru's room. Salvation, at last, all he needed to do was get to her door, crawl under it, cross her room and climb into her desk. All before she got back, yeah, he could do all of that before she returned. So seeing he had a long journey ahead of him, Neil got up and began to walk across the hallway and to the door.

Neil had been walking for about 5 minutes, and his body was acting more than likely caused by everything the Black Cats had unknowingly done to him. Neil stopped momentarily to think about what he was doing. Was Nekoru the best option for him? Yes, she did say she would look after him, but how she described it sounded like he was more of a little pet to her. He did not want her to look after him, even if that didn't happen. He wanted to get back to Sarah and his dad; he wanted to return to normal size.

Even if Nekoru believed she had his best interests at heart, even if it was in her way, there was no guarantee she could look after him long-term. From what he had heard, the Black Cats even had issues keeping track of tinies that one they knew about, and two were bigger than him. But if he didn't want to stay here, then where else? With this whole shrunk human thing, it seemed like the Black Cats were the safest options.

"so that's it, then," Neil said with newfound vigour; he had to get to Nekoru's ear and make her take him back to Sarah, not back to Isaac, so he could fix all this. So, with a plan in mind, Neil resumed his mission to Nekoru's room. That was until he heard the sound of footsteps getting closer.

Looking around, Neil saw Yamada reappear at the end of the hallway, caring for something. Neil's face turned white as he saw what she was watching; he was so close he couldn't lose it. Picking up the pace, Neil began to run towards the door, as Yamada was distracted with plugging in what she was carrying. "come one, come one!" Neil stammered. He was so close, but his heart fell as he heard Yamada click the plug on, and the vacuum opened to live.

The thundering roars of the vacuum filled the air and drowned out any other sound he could hear. Neil could feel the wind playing up as air was sucked into the machine. This was not how he wanted it to end. He had survived being sat on, eaten, and so many other things, but now he would die inside a vacuum cleaner.

No, he had to survive if not for himself, then for his dad, for Sarah. Running faster and faster, Neil felt something a bit off. He was running, but he couldn't feel the ground. He was only airborne for a few seconds before he felt himself succumb to the suction. Then, flying through the air, Neil saw the vacuum getting closer and closer.

Getting closer, Neil saw a loose piece of wood sticking out from the floorboards, and it was in his path. With a stroke of luck, Neil was able to grab hold of the wood splinter and hold on he did. Then, like never before, he gripped, the suction getting stronger by the second. Within a few moments, the suction was at its apex as the vacuum was placed directly over Neils's spot.

It was like being in the rapture. Neil felt the fabric of reality violently shake and vibrate as the vacuum was held above him, but it did not move. Why wasn't it moving? Neil found his head lifted upwards while not being ripped off as he had on. It caused him to stare into the void that was above him. The main pipe of the vacuum loomed high above him, disappearing into the darkness above. All around, Neil could see dust, debris and another small thing that the broom missed rapidly being lifted and vanishing into oblivion. Then he felt it; the wood shifted under his grip, getting sucked up.

The answer became apparent when Neil's grip failed him for the last time. "Nekoruuuuu!" Neil screamed at the top of his lungs as the floor almost instantly fell away as he was sucked into the darkness of the vacuum. The abyss swallowed him, and all light was gone as he ventured deeper into the machine. At least it was silent at least.

Wait, why is it silent? Neil thought it wasn't just because He was dead. Everything had gone quiet, and to make matters stranger, he had stopped moving. Then, almost as fast as he was sucked up, Neil started to fall, not as quickly as when sucked up but still fast. Neil was nearly blinded as the light returned; adjusting his eyes, they shot open as he saw the flaw hurtling towards him.

With a slight thud, Neil heard and felt his ears ringing due to the vacuum created by the machine. Then, with his head spinning, Neil could listen to something— loud voices, so they had to be close. Neil's eyes sparked with hope as he listened to the one voice he had hoped to hear.

"My apologies, lady Nekoru. I did not mean to intrude like this. If you didn't want your room cleaned, you should have just told me," Yamada said, apologising for her actions. "it's ok, Yamada, you did not know I should have told you. I recently found….." Nekoru paused, looking around a bit before resuming in a hushed manner. "… a unique tiny, unlike the one we are looking for. It is quite an oddity, and until I learn more about it, I would like it under lock and key." Those last few words pained Neil to hear them, but he continued listening.

"while the tiny is still in the room, I would assume it would be running around. You know how tinies are. They end up in the weirdest of places. And given this one…. special protection is my top priority. So if you were to please keep out of my room for a while and keep the other girls out. you know how they get when we run low on tinies." Nekoru stated, pacing the hallway a little.

"I understand completely, my lady; I make sure neither you nor the little one is disturbed." With that, Neil heard the machine groan as it was unplugged and lifted into the air. Neil just watched, huddled on the floor, as Yamada and the vacuum left the corridor and out of sight. Soon Neil was left alone, alone with Nekoru standing over him just a ways away.

"NEKORU! NEKORU!" Neil shouted at the top of her lungs as he ran towards her towering form, waving his hands. His heart skipped when he saw her head shift, but it dropped as he saw her change in her entire body. Skidding to a halt, Neil began to back up, fearing whatever movement Nekoru would make next. However, to his relief, Nekoru would not endanger his life.

Moving gently to her bedroom door Nekoru produced a key from her pocket and placed it in the lock. Then, with a swift turn and a soft clicking sound, she withdrew the key, rattling the door handle to ensure it was locked. Lettougn a small sigh Nekoru turned around, placed her back on the door and slid down onto the floor. As Nekoru came to rest, Neil was lucky enough that he was nowhere near her when she landed. Instead, he was between her open legs, looking up at her from the floor. The girl looked defeated, maybe related to what Fiona had said early.

Walking between her feet, Neil could see Nekoru's torso towering above him. From down here, her chest looked a lot bigger, Maybe not as big as Sarah, but that did not make it much more inviting. Looking either side of him, Neil saw one of her legs arched upwards while the other was flat on the ground.

Seeing there were a few options to start climbing her, Neil was not quite sure it was a good idea to climb the bare skin of her leg. The last thing he needed in that situation was for her to mistake him for an itch or, worse, an insect she may kill. But that gave him one other choice he was not fond of. Looking ahead, he saw Nekoru's shorts-clad crotch before him. While yes, he had been stuck in the crotch part of Sarah's jeans, it was not like she was wearing underwear under her skirt. Neil felt uncomfortable near the crotch of a girl he had just met, let alone climbing it. Plus, there was no way to know how Nekoru may react to finding it there.

If she found me there, Neil mentally palmed himself as he remembered how easily she had seen him. "HEY NEKORU, BETWEEN YOUR LEGS, IM THE SHRUNKEN HUMAN YOU FOUND EARLIER!" Neil wanted to shout up to her, hoping to get her attention. But almost as soon as he opened his mouth, Nekoru did the same.

"Why are we losing so many tinies, we take care of them, and we are the safest place for them", her whispers took Neil back; she had dropped the cat act. Was she speaking from the heart?. "now that I have found that new strange one, how many more like it have we missed? So many, it has to have been so many." Nekoru's voice rattled as she tried to hold back her emotions. "Just how many have we killed while trying to save others."

Neil was speechless at what he was hearing, he had been around so many people while being small, but this was different. Despite only seeing tinies at pet-like, she cared for their wellbeing and wanted to protect them. As Neil continued watching, he saw something falling towards him. "Crap!" Neil shouted as he quickly dodged out of the way of the falling tear.

While he did avoid the impact, he did not escape the splash. "yuk", muttering under his breath Neil found his trousers completely drenched in Nekoru's tears. He was glad none of the liquid got into his mouth; that was one taste he did not want. Then, as Neil went about getting up, he heard the sound of another splash. Looking up, Neil was met with the sight of a barrage of tears falling towards him.

"NEKORU!" shouted at the top of his lungs, Neil trying his best to be heard over the sound of the falling tears. But, running with everything he had, he kept finding his path blocked by a splash. This repeated many more times until, in confusion about where to go, a tear landed just behind him, launching him forwards. Noe drenched head to toe, Neil began to cough and splutter. As he did, he heard the sound of splashing cease as a new sound was heard. "Why are you out here, little one?"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Neil looked upwards to see Nekoru staring back down at him. "YES, NEKORU. THANKS, YOU" He Shouted at the top of his lungs, happy that he was finally being saved. "Here, climb on…." Nekoru cooed as she lowered her index finger onto the floor. "…Nya, it's ok your save with me, remember."

Rolling his eyes a little, hearing her return to strange speech, Neil could argue and approached the finger. While yes, he had climbed up many girls before climbing, one finger was to him. Being this small, Neil could make out the details of her fingerprint. Gripping the skin in his hands, he accended until he was on her finger. Luckily she had placed her hand upside down, and he doubted her fingernail would provide much grip.

Speaking of grip. "you better hold on, little one." Nekoru said as she began to lift her finger. Feeling his stomach drop, Neil gripped the skin as much as he could. Being on her fingertip meant Neil could get an extra grip from the indents of her fingerprint. Despite all of this, Neil was not ready for what she had in mind; not just was she picking him, but she was also getting to her feet.

Watching her stomach race, Neil was soon in the shadow of her chest just before the finger came to rest just before her. Looking up at her face, Neil was too time to notice as the finger he was on bent. Then, letting out a small squeak of surprise, Neil slid and rolled down the length of her finger until he came to rest firmly in her palm.

"Nya, that you on more stable ground; what are you doing out here?" Nekoru cooed under her breath, resisting the urge to begin rubbing the little one's head with another finger. Looking closer, she could see it looked a bit different. "I didn't know tinies were smart enough to make clothes, did you?"

Neil was a bit scared to examine him Nekoru had brought him closer to her eye, with was eclipsing his field of view. "Nya, you need a name; what should I call you?" Nekoru said; Neil's voice was drowned out by her own. But, of course, that was if Neil was trying to talk. Being this close to her mouth as she spoke, Neil was forced to cover his ears and reduce his hearing the best he could. The sound issue was not helped as Nekoru lowered her hand a little, letting it get closer to the source of the sound. After Neil heard her voice die down and her hand came to rest, he opened his eyes and was met with a scarily familiar scene.

Feeling his face pale, Neil fell backwards and stared at Nekoru's massive mouth. Memories of being in Valerie's palm mere moments before she ate him flooded back into his mind. Looking ahead, Neil saw that at least her lips were closed, the long pink valley between her lips. They were pristine and still well-kept while not having lipstick on. Not a single speck of debris could be seen on then.

Having seen just her lips, Neil was more than ready to die happy, having seen this much of her mouth. But as if the universe hated him, Nekoru insisted he saw more as her mouth started to open. So the first thing Neil was met with was the blast of air coming from within her. Like a gentle morning breeze, Nekoru's breath flooded out of her mouth, washing over Neil and her palm. Though strong, it was not powerful enough to blow him away; he felt his clothes getting blown around.

Another thing he noted about her breath was how nice it was; it had a powerful minty smell and was warm. It was like an early summer breeze. Neil honestly wouldn't have minded Nekoru enveloping him in her breath, but sadly the warmth of it was only a sign of where it came from.

Gulping nervously, Neil stared into Nekoru's mouth as her opening lips slowly revealed more of what lay within. Strings of saliva extended from the roof of her mouth to its floors; most broke while the ones further back remained. Her tongue glistened as light poured into her mouth. At least compared to Val's mouth, her teeth were spotless, with no traces of what she had eaten before.

But what scared him the most was what lay far behind all those. Neil felt himself shake increasingly as he remembered the sheer terror of being consumed by Val and disappearing into her throat. Subconsciously Neil began to crawl backwards, all the while unable to tear his gaze away from Nekoru's gaping maw.

"Nya, I'm I scaring you?" Nekoru's said in shock upon seeing Neil's action, quickly closing her mouth and lifting her palm a bit farther away from her head. "Nya, I am so sorry it was insensitive of me; I have no idea what you have been through. But maybe I can show you I mean no harm Nya?"

With his heart still racing, Neil was confused about what she meant. However, his confusion was soon put to rest as Nekoru began to move. "Wait, what are you doing? " Neil shouted, falling onto his back as to what she was doing. Puckering up her lips, Nekoru slowly lowered her lips onto her palm. Looking around, Neil saw nowhere to go, and these few moments of confusion cost him.

She could do nothing as Nekoru's lips landed on her palm. Her upper lip completely engulfed him. But he wasn't consumed; Nekoru was experienced with tinies after all. While it may seem like she was pressing her lips into her palm from the outside, it couldn't be any further from the truth. Neil felt the warm presence of the lips engulf him, but to his surprise, he found He could move; looking around, he could see a very thin gap between her lips and skin. However, they were still pressing down on him gently. Neil had to admit this was the first time he had been in contact with a giantess's lips, and they felt nice. Pressing down on him, they felt like a marshmallow. It was soft to the touch with a little watery coating but not enough to be any real hassle to him.

"NYA HEY NEKORU! I GOT YOU SOMETHING."

Nekoru quickly spun around to see the source of the sound before she stood a fellow Black Cats member Hanako. "What…you did?" Nekoru said, still in a state of shock, and this was not helped by the fact that the tiny that was just in her palm was now gone. She couldn't feel them on her lips either, and then that only felt one possibility. "Nya…thank you, can you put it on the…the.. cabinets over there?" she said, pointing over her shoulder as she paid Hanako tiny notices as her eyes darted all over the floor.

"Nya, did you lose something?" Hanako said, confused, as she placed her gift onto the cabinet. "Nya, don't move any closer….you may stand on it," Nekoru said, rapidly raising her hand in a stopping motion. "I dropped something…something small and…delicate. It's not a tiny, just something personal I don't want you to step on it and break it accidentally." Sensing the panic in her voice, Hanako slowly backed away, giving her leader some space. "I hope you find it, Nya" Hanako walked away to provide Nekoru with some space.

When the unknown girl suddenly spoke up, Neil felt Nekoru's lips rapidly rip from the palm. The slight saliva coating allowed the lip to grip him momentarily. However, I thought it was only for a second as the sheer speed of Nekoru's head turn broke the lip's grip and sent him flying. "NEKORU!" Neil screamed as he sailed through the air, seeing her further away; her focus was on the new girl rather than him.

Speaking of the new girl, Neil soon found his vision of Nekoru replaced with the view of Hanako as he soared towards her. Neil had no idea where he could land, but as he began to drop, he saw, while he was falling towards her, his trajectory was not her but rather what she was holding. A steaming cup of tea!

Seeing the steaming cup getting closer, Neil tried to avoid landing in it. Swimming through the air, Neil released a sharp gasp as he felt the heat of the stream overcome him as he entered the smoke cloud. Closing his eyes, Neil knew what was happening, and he would fall into heated liquids below. The waters would boil him alive; he just knew it. Even If he wasn't killed in mere moments, it was not like he could just climb up the sides.

But for once since coming here, it seemed like the universe was throwing him a bone as Neil landed on something soft and solid. Rolling to a stop, Neil's head was spinning from the landing, his eyes watering from the sheer amount of steam present. Through teary eyes, Neil tried to work out where he had landed, but all the heat and moisture were playing with his head.

Worse, he suddenly felt whatever he was on shift beneath his feet in response to the tea waves produced by Hanako setting the cup down. Neil had to cover his ears cause of the sudden ringing sound caused by the cup being put down. Neil could hear Hanako move away through ringing ears while Nekoru did something.

After a minute or two, the steam started to fan out, allowing Neil to see his surroundings; all the while, he could hear Nekoru looking for him. Calling out to him and shuffling around on the floor, he presumed. So at least she is looking for him, but how long would it be before she concluded that he landed on the other girl? Then what.

Trying to calm himself down, Neil noted the scent in the air, mint and lots of it. Getting an idea of where he was, Neil knelt and felt the ground. Despite being in a hot pool of tea, the ground below him was nowhere near as hot. Feeling its texture, Neil soon realised he had landed on a leaf inside this cup of mint tea.

With the steam clearing, Neil got a better view of the cup around him; to his slight surprise, the cup was not china but made of glass. Neil didn't know it then, but the Black Cats had begun using glass cups to make seeing tines trapped inside easier. However, this had the opposite effect on Neil.

Seeing the stem of the small leaf poking upwards, Neil climbed it to get a better view of Nekoru and for her to see him more easily. Just beneath the very top, Neil hugged the stem as much as he could while looking out. But, unfortunately, he was instantly met with Nekoru's large rear pointing right at him, her tail lazily swinging from side to side while she searched.

His hopes were raised even more as he saw Nekoru stand up and slowly approach the cabinet where he and the cup were sitting. "NEKORU DOWN HERE! NEKORU Down here…" Neil shouts for attention died down as he witnesses Nekoru standing above him, not even looking down at him.

Looking up, Nekoru's large chest blocked out most of her face from view, but looking upwards, Neil noticed one of her hands starting to extend towards the cup. Before he could plan for anything, Neil felt the water shake as the hand clamped down on the handle and lifted it upwards. "NEKORU, STOP. IM IN THE CUP; LOOK DOWN. LOOK DOWN!" Every plea for help he shouted out fell on deaf ears as the cup was placed just under her lips.

As the seconds passed in slow motion, Neil watched Nekoru's lips pucker again, but she would not kiss him this time. Instead, a hurricane bellowed out from between her lips; Neil did what He could to stay on the leaf stem as it and the rest of the leaf was swept all around. The draft almost capsized his raft as it rammed into the side. Then, after one final gust, the leaf came to rest with Neil, having lost his grip, sleeping on it.

"She's not going to eat the leaf; nobody eats tea leaves, right?" Neil asked as Nekoru's lips were placed on the rim above him. Then, gazing upon the scene around him, Neil watched as the cup began to tilt and the tea began to flow into the gap between her lips and her mouth. With the first thousand litres of water in her mouth Neil heard the ghostly bellows of her throat as she gulped down her first sip.

The leaf he was on was just in front of the lips as Nekoru began to take more sips, but from what Neil could see, it was way too small for the whole leaf to enter. It still could, but the stem would collide with her upper lip. Despite knowing that Nekoru would likely feel the leaf before she drank, it did not rest his fears. As if to make things worse, Neil spared a glance upwards to see that Nekoru wasn't even looking down at the cup.

Looking up, Neil spotted two things that may be a possible death trap, but he would take them over being drunk. First, high above him, Nekoru's nostrils gently flared as she breathed in and out; though he highly doubted she could smell him over the minty scent, it still gave him a little hope she could sniff him up. Climbing the stem to reach the highest point he could, he had a better chance of getting sniffed up or having a more excellent vantage point to climb into her upper lip.

Just as Neil was about halfway, he suddenly felt the leaf below him shift slightly, causing it to turn around. The stem end of the leaf would be the first part to make contact with the point of no return. However, the reason for this shift had Neil's mind racing. First, Nekoru tilted the cup to increase the flow. Then, to help with the increased flow rate, Nekoru opened her lips a little more.

This new gap was big enough for the whole leaf, stem included, to enter her mouth undetected. Neils's heart raced increasingly as we saw her pink gates get closer. Even if he climbed to the stem top, the gap would be too big. But maybe he could try and swim to the edge of the cup.

As Neil thought, or attempted to, of a plan, he suddenly felt a wave of dread wash over him as he saw the sky above him change. The view of her cliff-like face was replaced with the soft pinkish roof of the underside of her lip. Neil froze as he realized that his window had passed, as he looked ahead to see where his fate would lead him.

Wait, maybe he could jump onto… the moment he thought of the idea, the current pulled the leaf through Nekoru's lips and over her front teeth. It was official Neil screwed. The side rows of her teeth were too far away; even if he jumped and swam to them, the current would be too strong. As the leaf passed through the rapids caused by Nekoru's rough tongue, he was met with the sound of a large waterfall.

Looking at the source of the noise, Neil was met with what was arguably the most terrifying sight he had seen so far, being shrunk, the back of Nekoru's throat. Like some eldritch, the cavern of flesh moved in ways almost indescribable. While he had been swallowed before, he had not paid much attention to how the body was forced to gulp him down. But here, he had a front-row seat to repeated swallowing. First, unseen muscles pushed and pulled at the flesh to move the liquids from her mouth and deeper into Nekoru's body. Then, just before each gulp, the back of the tongue would rise to cut off the flow momentarily before dropping back down to let the next load of tea dropdown.

Time seemed to slow as the next load of tea began to reach the back of the throat, carrying the leave along. Neil could feel fear telling him to run for his life and hold onto the stem. Said stem was the first part of the leafe to pass over the threshold. Sparing a nervous glance downwards, Neil saw an endless abyss of the throat looming below him.

A gentle tea waterfall was running down the side below her tongue. "NEKORU!" Neil shouted one last time as he felt the leaf tilt backwards. As the tongue lifted upwards, a single sound rang out around him; the flesh contracted. Letting out a blood-curdling scream Neil just hung onto the leaf as it began its descent down Nekoru's throat. But something strange happened; the leaf knocked into the side of her throat, causing a reaction from Nekoru. Suddenly the walls of her throat came to life as it seemed the leaf had caused some coughing fit.

Bracing himself, Neil found himself getting thrown off the leaf as he was sent bouncing from wall to wall. Eventually, he felt himself getting launched upwards and out of her throat. Landing with a slight squelch, Neil got a layer of saliva and tea coating his body as he found himself in a pool of a mixture of the two. Looking around, Neil saw that he had landed on the centre of Nekoru's tongue.

Just as Neil was about to get up, he saw light pour in as Nekoru's lips parted, but seeing no sign of the cup, Neil took his change and shouted out. "NEKORU" Sadly for him, the reason Nekoru had decided to open her mouth was not to drink but for an equally dangerous reason.

Recovering from her coughing, Nekoru looked down to see the culprit or lack of one. "Nya, I was too worried about the little one. I forgot to take the leaf out. I'm quite surprised that I didn't end up coughing out the leaf. So Nya, next time I'll ask Hanako to use bigger, more obvious leaves," while she spoke calmly, it was anything but for Neil.

As Nekoru began to speak, Neil instantly covered his ears to cover out the sound. But being on someone's tongue as they speak had other issues that he failed to consider. The moment the first syllable was said, Nekoru's tongue shifted to help produce the sound. But, unfortunately, it was causing Neil to slide along its surface, helplessly unable to get a grip.

Ramping up, the tongue became wilder and wilder with each word. Neil found himself getting thrown this way and that. He crashed into the side of a tooth one moment, only to get thrown right off a second later. Neil was thankful that she was quiet and that her speech was short.

Pulling his face from the surface of Nekoru's tongue Neil saw that he was in darkness; she had closed her mouth. Slowly peeling himself off her tongue, Neil's hearing still rang after being so close to her vocal cords. Getting to his feet, Neil was shaken to his core; his head was spinning he felt like he wanted to throw up. He had avoided being drunk but was still trapped in Nekoru's mouth; maybe he could single her somehow.

Slowly his heart began to return just as the light began to pour into the darkness as Nekoru's lips parted. However, as they opened, a wave of heat raced into the mouth and washed over him; a scent of mint did the same thing. With his body extremely tired and unsure of where to go, Neil stood there as the sound of crashing water grew louder.

Like a scene out of a disaster movie, a tsunami was mint tea cascaded over the front row of teeth and filled the gap between them. The crashing waves washed over the tongue, hurtling towards him. Taking a deep breath and holding it, Neil was instantly hit by the raging tea wall. In a split second, he was returned to the back of her mouth. Deep inside the wave, Neil got pulled and pushed all over by unseen currents. Neil felt the wave below him give way for a split second as a single sound roared out from around him, punctuating his fate.

GULP!

The trip down Nekoru's throat was chaotic. The tidal wave of tea was flipping Neil all over the place, and it did not take long for him to lose which direction was up and which was down. But he had no time to ponder as he splashed down into her stomach, Neil wanted to surface form acid, but the tea cascade pushed him deeper.

Breaking the surface, Neil gasped for air, and he got air but very thick air. It was hard to breathe. Whipping his head around, Neil tried to look for the leaf she had swallowed, but his eyes had not yet adjusted to the darkness. Suddenly he heard a noise; realizing what was happening, he dived under the 'water' as the next mouthful of tea crashed into her stomach.

Splashing sounds overwhelmed his hearing even if the acid muted it, and the splashing had churned up the acid making Neil flip all over the place by unseen currents. Eventually, Neil resurfaced and spoked the leaf's ghostly outline in the distance. Swimming through the weak acid, Neil approached the leaf as Nekoru took another gulp. As the tea landed, the wave produced caught up with Neil and pushed him away, and to his luck, he was washed up onto the leaf itself.

With the relative safety of the leaf below him, Neil collapsed onto his back and panted. Another cascade of tea splashed down, shaking the leaf slightly but not enough to shake him off. Then there was silence. It would seem that Nekoru had finished for now, and now the only sound left was that of her inner workings.

Neil was not quite sure how to describe the sounds he was hearing. All alone in her stomach, Neil could hear the ghostly sounds of Nekoru's body working away like nothing was wrong—the loud-ish thumping of her heartbeat out somewhere far above him. A strange long pumping sound could also be heard, but he was unsure if it was just blood flowing through her body or her lungs. Then there was a long list of other sounds he could not Identify, and part of him did not want to. However, the worst sound was those coming from below him—more than likely, Nekoru's lower digestive track procession older food he would soon be joining.

One thing He was glad about was that the acid was not that bad. While it did tingle, he had no real damage…yet. So now he just had to wait for the end. Seeing his vision had adapted to the darkness Neil was defeated to see that the stomach was mostly empty, say for his leave and a few small 'islands’' of something none massive enough for him forever. One thing he was happy not to see was any corpses of other shrunken humans floating in the acid. So it looked like she wouldn't be eating for a while, and given it was probably mid-afternoon, it would be a wait. Neil struggled to remember how his Father and companions had escaped Mary-Jeans stomach. She had drunk fizzy soda, but since Nekoru had drunk tea, Neil was unsure he would rely on her burping him out.

"Nya, if it isn't here, he must have landed on Hanako, but given his smaller size, there is no way of knowing where he is on her body. That's if he did land on her; for all I know, he flew much further away." The voice of Nekoru echoed and reverberated throughout her body; despite being muffled by several layers of flesh, he could still make out every word she was saying. Neil felt even more defeated, knowing she could even presume she may have swallowed him, but it would more likely be too late by the time she did.

Suddenly the calm water around him started to become overrun with waves. Neil was forced to get up and hold onto the stem. He was unsure what Nekoru was doing but did not like it. "NEKORU! NEKORU!" Neil shouted, screamed, and pleaded to the heavens for her to at least hear him. But, unfortunately, Neil's voice was not strong enough to create an echo in the stomach, let alone escape its confines.

Not hearing or even suspecting that the tiny one she was looking at, the one she was meant to protect, was deep inside her. Nekoru walked into the open area and looked for Hanako, but her heart dropped as she could not find the girl anywhere. Opening the door to their tiny village, Nekoru felt her stomach growl a little. Placing her hand on her belly, she rubbed the area simply; it was pretty loud, and she just hoped none of the other girls heard her.

If Nekoru thought the growling was loud, it was on a completely different level for Neil. Deep inside of her, Neil thought he could avoid the worse of the noise by covering his ears. However, being close to the source of a sound and being right at the start were completely different things. Neil felt the vibration and reverbs shake him to his core; every fibre of his being was becoming the growl. But it wasn't just him being affected. The stomach walls sprung to life, vibration in time with the growl, as the sound travelled through the acid lake, creating waves that bobbed the leaf up and down.

As Neil thought the sound would kill him, it stopped, and he fell to his knees. His ears were ringing, the pain slowly fading. Neil was both relieved and surprised that his earring had somehow survived. However, the only problem with that was what he heard next. Just after the growling, the chamber violently shook as something from the outside slammed into it. The sound was quickly followed by a sound of something impossible large being dragged all around. Simply guessing Nekoru was rubbing her stomach, he knew she must be hungry and would soon eat. But what she said next was what scared him the most was not her saying she was hungry.

"Nya, that leaf is not agreeing with me, I know it was small, but I guess it must have been potent…." Nekoru cooed as she continued to rub her stomach. "… let's hope it's nothing a little digestive aid can't fix, Nya", she purred as she closed the door and entered the kitchen, first getting a glass of water before looking for the aid.

Neil was now in full panic mode; a digestive aid? There was no way he could survive that could there. His mind soon began to race with, well, anything, ideas to escape, plans to get her attention before it was too late. But he kept encountering the same problems; how would he do it? In his confused and frantic state, Neil had lost track of time, and by the time he came, Nekoru had already gotten the little tablet and was nearing her bedroom.

With a click, Nekoru unlocked the door and entered her room, scanning the floor for the tiny she had lost. "Nya, don't worry, little one. Once I have dealt with my stomach, I'll find you where ever you are."

“NO NEKORU IM IN YOUR STOMAHC YOU HAVE TO STOP. NOW." Neil screamed in response to the statement. Scared out of his mind, Neil was ever tempted to swim from the leaf and to the stomach. Neil was about to jump in on the edge of the leaf when he froze upon hearing the one sound he feared most.

GULP!

Before long, a torrent of water poured into the stomach, carrying a large white object in the flow. Looking at the landing zone, Neil saw the tablet floating on the surface before the acid around it began to bubble and hiss. Seconds later, the tablet fully sank under the waves, with only a giant bubble popping to signal where it had been.

The next few seconds in the stomach were silent before the chaos. Then, bubbling and hissing slowly increased as they spread from ground zero. "Nekoru! NEKORU" Neil screamed, tears almost forming in his eyes; he thought it could have been from him or caused by the air becoming more acidic.

Like a boat in a storm, the leaf was buckled this way, and the chaos finally caught up to him. The smell and sounds were getting worse by the second. "Yikes!" Neil spat as he felt the piece of leaf below him hiss before melting away. Then, slowly but surely, more and more of the leaf started to dissolve; seeing no real way out of this, Neil retreated to the stem and climbed to the very top.

By the time he reached the top of the stem, most of the leaf had already melted. And with a low hiss, the stem slowly sank below the waves. Tears streamed from his eyes, and this was it after everything he had been through. All the things he had survived, and this is how it would end. A million miles away from his Sarah, away from his dad and away from the only way to get him back to normal. His fate was to be nothing more than a bit of nourishment for a girl who knew about him and was looking for him. Then, a giant bubble formed with a hiss of the acid, writing below him.

Neil heard the noise for a split second and awaited the end. But to his utter surprise, he felt hit by a tremendous force as he found himself airborne. Waiting to fall back into the acid below, Neil was taken aback as he did not fall; instead, he rose at an alarming rate. Then, opening his eyes, he was met with not the size of an acidy death but the view of Nekoru's throat racing past him.

His eyes widened as he realized what had just happened; what He was looking at was like his Father had described escaping Mary-Jean's stomach. All the bubbles had caused air to build up, and with nowhere to escape, there was only one-way Nekoru's body could release all the gas. So he had burped him out.

As if to prove him right, Neil felt the ari current shift as he was no longer inside her throat but was back inside her mouth. He had little time to take in the minty smell as he saw light pour in as her lips opened. Soon joy faded into fear as Neil realized that the burp would launch him out of her body and far away from her. Being inside her for so long, he had no idea where she was or what she might be doing.

However, as soon as the light poured in, it was blocked off as something covered the exit; he could see it was skin coloured. Not quite expecting the burp, Nekoru quickly covers her mouth with a free hand as the force of the belch hit it. Smacking into her palm Neil was quite surprised he was not injured or even knocked out by the impact.

For a moment, Neil was just stuck there, dazed from everything he had experienced. Then, looking ahead, Neil was met with Nekoru's mouth slowly closing, the smell from her burp still lingering in the air though it was mainly minty. What confused Neil was that the mouth was upside down. But, wait, her mouth wasn't upside down. He was.

As the gravity of the situation fell upon him, so did that of reality. Upon impacting her palm Neil hadn't gotten stuck to it but instead hit it and fell off. Falling from her palm, Neil tried to call Nekoru's mouth, but the wind forced his mouth shut. Watching her hand and head rise away from him, Neil looked down, expecting to see himself falling towards her scalp. But, instead, her open cleavage lay beneath him, awaiting his arrival.

In a combination of shock and embarrassment, Neil did nothing to alert Nekoru as he fell into her costume and chest. Then, with a small smack, Neil slammed into the flesh of Nekoru's left breast before rolling to a stop. Taking a moment to catch his breath, Neil lay on his back and looked up to see Nekoru's face high above, recovering from her burp.

From below him, Neil could hear her heart beating. But, unlike when he heard Sarah's, Nekoru's was calm and relaxed. The ground, or rather flesh, below him rose and fell in time with her breathing. Then, just as Neil regained his breath, I felt Nekoru start to move.

Starting to walk around, Nekoru's chest bobbed up and down, though it was not that bad thanks to her outfit. For Neil, it was quite the ride; while not as bad as Valerie's wild chest, it was not a walk in the park. Unlike most other girls he had been around, Nekoru's chest was mostly covered.

As a result, he was not being bounced up and down in the air. Instead, He was bounced between her chest and the inner lining of her suit. However, this difference did come with its issue. Being quite tight, Neil found that as he bounced upwards, so did the breast below him. The beast lifted and smoothed him between itself and the fabric. Not sure if the inner lining of her outfit had the same materials as the shoes, Neil was relieved that it was soft.

"Now, where could Hanako be?" Nekoru said as she walked out of her room, locking the door behind her. Scanning the room, there was no sign of the girl. Making sure to watch where she was walking, Nekoru made her rounds. Only to end up empty-handed. She got nervous and moved to a Yamada who was busy cleaning up the table. “Yamada have you seen Hanako? Im looking for here."

Getting up from her duty Yamada looks at Nekoru. "Sorry, My Lady, I have not. Last I saw her, she went out shortly after she delivered you a cup of tea. I believe she went looking for more tinies, im not sure when she will be back." Nekoru felt her heart drop; Hanako was gone, and more than likely, the chance of finding that tiny.

But maybe it wouldn't be that bad when Hanako returns. The tiny would still be on her. Of course, Hanako might find the tiny ones and bring them back, but that meant that there was a good chance she would tell the other girls. "Yamada, if Hanako returns, please make sure she comes straight to me; there are a few things I would like to discuss with her urgently." This was the best way she could get Hanako to come straight to her, and the only other option would be to go out and look for Hanako herself.

Bowing, Yamada resumed her work and carried out her new orders. With that taken care of, Nekoru began to assess the possibility that the tiny hadn't landed on Hanako or even fallen off. So that meant there was a chance they were still somewhere in the den, but where for a tiny size, there were a million places for it to hide. "Nya, this is going to be hard, but they need to be found," She said under her breath.

While the conversation between Nekoru and Yamada was carried out, Neil paused to reach better ground. Finally, when Nekoru resumed walking, Neil could climb near her collarbone. But as she started to move, Neil found the world around him bouncing with each step she took.

The worse part was her cleavage, down below, so she had no breast to catch him if she fell. Looking down, Neil saw a sight almost making her breast look as dangerous as Valeries. With each step, her breast would come apart for a second, only to slam back together. Like a deadly machine, her breasts would likely obliterate anything that fell between them.

Shaking the thought from his mind Neil began to race up her collarbone to reach her scarf, but he was caught in some sick game. Each time he thought he had made the distance, Nekoru's movement just caused him to slide back down towards her awaiting death trap of a chest.

This round trip went on for a few minutes as Nekoru walked around the den, looking for hiding places he could use. Neil was getting tired. Any ground he made just ended up getting taken away. He could see very little hope, but a new ray of hope appeared as Nekoru's fingers began to reach out in his general direction.

His hope was dashed as Nekoru's fingers hit the skin above him, and she began to scratch herself. Seeing a chance to grab on, Neil readied to jump on. Only to see her nail heading towards him at top speed. Unfortunately, Neil had no time to react as the nail rammed into him, knocking him loose from his perch.

Time seemed to slow down as Neil fell downwards her waiting chest, Nekoru had not stopped to scratch, so her chest was still in motion. Yet again, Neil's luck abounded him as her mighty breasts parted beneath him. The sound of Nekoru's beating heart sounded like a clock counting down. The beating became louder and louder as Neil fell into the awaiting gap.

The inner sides of Nekoru's breast rose on either side of Neil as he fell. He could see them tower over him, signalling that he had dropped pretty deep into them. Opening his mouth Neil was only able to say half her name before time resumed its ordinary course. Everything went black as Neil soon lost all feeling in his body.

Nekoru's breasts slammed together without even noticing the little insect between them. They annihilated, obliterated anything that fell between them. Neil's fragile little body never stood any chance against them; the sheer force of their impact almost any evidence that Neil was even there. All that was left was a small imprint on the breast about the size and shape of a little human. But on the next steps, the breast came together, and the little impressions were swept away.

"Nya, where could he be?" Nekoru whispered to herself, her footsteps echoing in the silence as she wandered aimlessly, oblivious to the havoc her ample bosom had wreaked. With each passing moment, her desperation grew, until a flicker of hope ignited within her upon spotting another girl nearby. Perhaps the tiny one had cleverly sought help. Determined, Nekoru approached the sofa, meticulously inspecting every nook and cranny for any trace of the elusive tinies, including her own, before gracefully settling down.

After a considerable time, light began to pour into Neil's field of vision, and he slowly started to awaken. Was this the afterlife? The last thing he remembered was Nekoru's chest impacting him and ending his life. Letting out a small cough, Neil began to ponder if the deceased could actually cough. As his vision cleared, he was greeted with a strangely familiar sight.

Before him, Nekoru's bosom stretched out on either side, with light streaming in from her neckline. It resembled the moment when he and Brady tumbled down the front of Sarah's shirt, landing on her bra, yet this time there didn't appear to be a bra supporting him. As Neil glanced around, he noticed a few stray threads of fabric that had broken his fall.

Lettign out a sigh of relief, Neil suddenly stopped as he felt his body almost scream in pain. Just how did he survive? The last thing he remembered was her chest slamming together, and everything went dark, but he didn’t die, so he had to have been just knocked out. Looking closer, he saw something kinda weird painted on her skin. A series of smudges could be seen, starting deep between and leading towards the inside of her costume.

Unknown to Neil, when Nekorus' breasts came together, they delivered a powerful blow that rendered him unconscious. This entire incident posed a greater threat to Neil due to his diminished size and numerous near-death experiences prior to this. However, in the heat of the moment, he had forgotten one particular event: being shot out of Valereis' nose and landing directly in her cleavage, only to have her exuberant personality cause her bosom to swiftly close around him.

In comparison to Valereis herself, Nekorus' chest was significantly smaller, resulting in a less forceful impact compared to Valereis' abrupt collision. As a consequence of these factors, while Neil was indeed knocked out, he did not suffer any long-term injuries. Throughout the ordeal, Nekorus' chest acted as a filter, allowing Neil to be expelled unharmed as he traversed within.

As Neil clung tightly to the fabric, his eyes darted around the dimly lit space, searching for any means of escape. In front of him, two alluring breasts appeared on either side of his vision, their curves fading into the darkness of her suit. Recalling how her outfit had looked when he last saw it, he realized it provided its own chest support, and she wasn't wearing a bra. Therefore, he couldn't rely on that for assistance.

Neil could feel his heart beating in sync with the thunderous rhythm of Nekoru's, though he doubted she could perceive it as keenly as he did. Nonetheless, even he struggled to discern it amidst the clamor of chit-chat emanating from outside Nekoru's attire. It appeared she had joined a gathering of girls, although he couldn't ascertain their exact number from the blended voices.

Neil felt his heart pulsating in perfect harmony with the thunderous rhythm of Nekoru's, although he doubted she could sense it as acutely as he did. Nevertheless, even he struggled to distinguish it amidst the cacophony of chatter resonating from within Nekoru's surroundings. It seemed she had joined a gathering of girls, yet he couldn't ascertain their precise number from the amalgamation of voices.

One minute, Neil was shimmying along the fibers, hoping they would hold just long enough, when suddenly he found himself being launched upwards. While on any other girl, Neil would have welcomed the sudden launch as it would have freed him from her shirt, with Nekoru, however, it wasn't as hopeful.

Colliding with the soft padding provided by her attire, Neil found himself momentarily suspended, the wind knocked out of him, before he began to descend. Once more, Neil observed Nekoru's chest racing past him, although this time they harbored no intention of causing harm. Secretly, Neil harbored a peculiar desire for Nekoru to strike him, if only to be caught by her chest before descending any further.

No such luck was afforded to Neil as he abruptly departed the enticing realm of her chest, only to have his vision replaced by the flat expanse of her stomach. As he passed by her belly, Neil could hear the faint sounds of her stomach diligently carrying out its digestive duties, serving as a constant reminder of just how close he was to becoming a permanent resident within her. When he gazed downward, Neil was confronted with a sight he vividly remembered from the past.

Memories flooded his mind as he remembered a similar situation in the past, but back then it involved Sarah and Brady. Those instances had ended with him finding himself in Sarah's jeans, like a scene from a poetic dance. This time, Neil's gaze caught sight of a slightly open gap at the top of Nekoru's shorts, revealing her cat-themed underwear in full view. "Great," he thought, "now he was getting the chance to explore every part of this girl. If he ever got back to Sarah, he wouldn't dare mention this whole experience."

In an instant, Neil's world turned dark, and he found himself tumbling into the small opening of Nekoru's shorts. At least he wasn't plunging into her underwear, so there was a small consolation. However, he soon realized that this experience was vastly different from his time in Sarah's jeans.

Neil abruptly halted as Nekoru's snug shorts snagged him midway, pressing him against the underwear section. The first thing that struck him was the difficulty in breathing, and it wasn't solely due to the tightness of her shorts. He had never noticed it with Sarah, but Nekoru's feminine fragrance permeated the air, engulfing Neil's senses. 

"You have a girlfriend!" Neil chanted triumphantly to himself, attempting to fend off intrusive thoughts that had arisen due to his current predicament, as he embarked on his ascent. Not only was the odor unbearable, but the scorching heat intensified his discomfort. Beads of sweat began to trickle down Neil's face, drenched in the sweltering atmosphere emanating from Nekoru's inner sanctum.

While climbing further, Neil couldn't help but notice that the underwear had a subtle curvature, suggesting that they fit her body more snugly than Sarah's. Most likely, this was a good thing because if they were any looser, he might have unintentionally found himself inside them. The thought of being trapped in that abyss was enough to make him doubt his chances of survival, even if Nekoru miraculously sensed his predicament and came to his rescue. Moreover, he doubted she would believe it was a mere accident.

The climb was exhausting, not just because of his size, but also due to the thin air. He had to stop frequently to catch his breath. Glancing upwards, Neil felt annoyed to see that he had made very little progress, or so it seemed. Letting out a deep sigh, Neil continued his ascent, finding it increasingly difficult as Nekoru's scent clouded his mind. He kept shaking his head, trying to clear his thoughts. Wasn't it easier when he was with Sarah?

Nekoru was starting to get a bit nervous as there was no sign of the tiny one she was searching for. A few others were out playing and being taken care of by various members of the Black Cats, but the specific cat she sought was nowhere to be found. Doubts crept into her mind—perhaps he wasn't here at all, or worse, maybe he had already met his demise at the hands of one of the girls, whether intentionally or unknowingly. However, in an unexpected moment, a spark of hope ignited within her. 

"Nya Nekoru, Yamada mentioned that you wanted to speak with me," Hanako's voice rang out from behind her. Nekoru turned her head and caught sight of the girl, wearing an innocent expression on her face. "Yes, Hanako. Please accompany me to my room," Nekoru replied, rising from her seat.

Neil instantly knew that when Nekoru mentioned her room, his troubles were about to escalate. Desperately clutching onto whatever stability he could find, Neil's efforts proved futile as Nekoru rose from her seat. As she stood up, Nekoru's shorts shifted, entrapping Neil within the layers of fabric, rendering him completely immobile. Neil attempted to move, but the constricting pressure of the shorts prevented any form of mobility. The worst part was that his face was pressed against Nekoru's delicate underwear, overwhelming his senses with her scent.

Neil anticipated that the situation was about to worsen, but surprisingly, due to the tightness of her shorts, there was little to no bouncing with each step. It would have been even worse if he were trapped against her chest. Although Valerie's chest was larger, in this particular scenario, Nekoru's impact would be deadlier. Another problem Neil encountered while being pressed against her was that his ears were covered, limiting even Nekoru's muffled voice. However, amidst the stifling environment, one sound managed to reach his ears—the faint squelching coming from beneath him. Neil grimaced at the unsettling sound he heard.

Unlocking her door, Nekoru graciously held it open for Hanako to enter before following her inside and closing the door behind them. "Nya, look Hanako, you're not in trouble. I just need to talk to you," Nekoru said, her words tinged with uncertainty. Hanako raised an eyebrow, her concern evident. "Is everything alright, Nekoru?" However, things were far from okay, as Nekoru continued to fidget, oblivious to her own actions.

Not quite sure what the hell was going on, Neil felt Nekoru come to a halt just before she began to sway from left to right. Groaning, Neil hoped that this movement would give him just a little bit of relief. As the swaying continued, he sensed something happening, though uncertain of what exactly was going on. However, he found himself gaining more space.

Neil was struck by a sudden realization, akin to a lightning bolt. "Anywhere but here," he exclaimed, desperately attempting to move. To his dismay, he found himself caught in the midst of a peculiar situation—a camel toe forming beneath him. On either side, he could feel Nekoru's panty-covered lips spreading out, engulfing him in a sea of fabric, while he remained trapped in the center of this unconventional landscape. Despite his initial unease, an unexpected sensation of arousal began to creep over him.

Well, technically, he did get more wiggle room, but he happened to find it in the worst possible place. Neil's mind was frantic as he felt her lips clamp down on either side of him. Struggling even more, Neil felt the lips press down even harder, and with another push, he found himself fully sucked in. With his mind racing, Neil didn't know what to do. He was actually inside Nekoru, albeit with a layer of underwear between him and Nekoru's sacred temple. If he survived this, there was no way he was telling Sarah. No matter what else happened, he would not disclose what was happening to him.

If the smell and heat were overwhelming before, actually being inside the source, Neil was at a loss for words. He had no idea how to describe what he was experiencing. He could barely move, which was somewhat of a positive. All around him, the overpowering presence of Nekoru's crotch was beyond words. With all the pulling and pressing, Neil had no idea how deep he was into Nekoru, too deep for his liking.

Neil shuddered, feeling something he hadn't experienced in a million years since being shrunk. As he pulled his hand free from the fabric, he discovered a sliver of liquid sticking to his palm. It was official; he was dead, whether or not Nekoru found him. Suddenly, the walls around him pressed down, causing Neil to panic. What was Nekoru doing? The pressure didn't let up; instead, it continued to increase. As the pressure grew, so did the moisture seeping from the walls. Neil couldn't imagine a worse way to die—either being crushed or drowned—neither of which sounded pleasant. 

"Nyaa, you see, when you brought me the... tea, I was holding something... something rather small," Nekoru began to explain, pressing her thighs together. Hanako gasped, her hand instinctively covering her mouth. "It wasn't a tiny, was it? Did I make you drop it?" Hanako anxiously awaited an answer, growing increasingly concerned by Nekoru's peculiar behavior. 

"Well, you see..." Nekoru began to explain before she sensed it. While not uncommon, Nekoru was always surprised when she suddenly felt her underwear riding up in that area. However, this time it was different. She clenched her lower lips slightly, feeling certain about it. Nevertheless, she stopped herself from widening her eyes in shock, realizing that there was something there. It wasn't inside her, but rather a camel toe forming below her. What was worse, she could feel it moving ever so slightly. Comparing it to a tiny wound would be too small, but she had experienced something similar before.

In the past, there were instances where certain members of the Black Cat group discovered tinies in or around areas of their bodies where no tiny should be found. After a near-fatal accident some time ago, Nekoru requested specialized underwear to facilitate the detection of tinies more easily, even though such an occurrence would be rare. 

"I dropped something rather small—an earring. I have looked everywhere, and I was wondering if maybe it fell onto you," Nekoru said, freezing up and opening her thighs. 

"This is about an earring?" Hanako said, tilting her head. Quickly patting herself down, Hanako even checked her soles but found nothing. "Nya, well, it's not on me, but why is it important?"

In her desperate search for a justification, Nekoru resorted to blatant deception, although she detested lying to the girl. But in this particular situation, it seemed necessary. "No, it's not really important," she fibbed, her voice betraying her unease. "However, I can't help but worry that if those things are left lying around, someone small might accidentally get hurt by them. But if you don't have them on you, Hanako, you're free to go. Just be sure to keep an eye out."

Raising an eyebrow, Hanako scrutinized Nekoru from head to toe. "Nya, if you say so," she remarked, shaking her head before making her way toward the door. "Nya, I'll be sure to keep an eye out for it," she promised, wearing a smile on her face. Giving a friendly wave, Hanako patiently waited until the door was fully closed, allowing a few extra seconds to pass before discreetly slipping her hand into her shorts.

Visions of life, with images of giant butts, a fly, and fabric, raced through Neil's mind as he drifted in and out of consciousness. After fighting relentlessly to survive the onslaught of Nekorus' love canal, Neil was finally spent. It wasn't that he had given up, but rather because of how weak he had become. He was simply grateful that Nekorus' panties were there, as he highly doubted he would have lasted five seconds in her depths.

Amidst Nekorus' shifting movements, Neil had lost all sense of direction. As she spoke, Neil could feel the vibrations of her voice reverberating around him, or perhaps it was the pulsating of her blood that he heard. Just as his vision was on the verge of fading once more, he caught a momentary glimpse of the world around him illuminating, as something came into view. 

"Please, be you, little one," Nekoru said, her voice tinged with a hint of fear. Fumbling around, she adjusted her underwear back to its proper position before she noticed it. With swift yet delicate movements, she pinched the object and brought it into the light. Raising it to her eyes, Nekoru examined it closely, only to release a sigh of relief as she recognized the small, familiar shape nestled between her fingers.

Moving over to the table, Nekoru could feel a slight coating of stickiness on her skin. She grimaced at the unpleasant sensation, realizing how much the tiny human had put her through. As she arrived at the table, Nekoru blankly stared at it for a moment, wondering where she had placed the tissue. Shaking her head, she quickly acquired a fresh tissue with her free hand and gently placed the tiny human onto it. Crouching down, she fixed her gaze on the tiny figure, patiently waiting for any sign of movement. 

"Nya, thank God you're alive," she sighed in relief as Neil began to splutter. "I'm sorry for putting you through that. I placed you on a tissue so you could dry yourself off." Without wasting a single second, Neil spent the next few minutes diligently removing as much of Nekoru as he could. After a thorough and meticulous cleaning, Neil stood up and returned Nekoru's gaze.

Seeing that her tiny companion was okay, Nekoru breathed a sigh of relief. "You gave me quite a scare," she said, standing up to her full height and placing her hand on her heart. “However…” Neil was suddenly taken aback; Nekoru's typically caring tone had been replaced by a stern and angry one. Nervously gulping, Neil braced himself for his impending punishment, knowing he wouldn't get off scot-free. 

"…While I am happy I found you and that you seem okay," Nekour began, her brow furrowing and a sense of concern settling in. "I cannot even begin to express my disappointment in you. Maybe you fell in there when Hanako startled me, or perhaps you simply took advantage of the situation. I will never know for sure. However, I can firmly say that I will not tolerate such behavior."

A cold sweat trickled down Neil's temple as her words pierced him. She wasn't just angry; she was furious. Neil felt the instinct to run, but he knew he wouldn't get far before she caught up with him. Running away might only make her even angrier. "However you managed to find your way down there, I won't just let you off the hook. You will be punished. Luckily, I won't throw you to the wolves; it would contradict everything we stand for."

Upon hearing her words, Neil was uncertain about the fate that awaited him, until he noticed her hand reaching out for something on the table. Nekoru's hand tightly grasped an empty pencil holder and placed it flat next to him. "This shall serve as your punishment. You will remain here for the next hour to contemplate your actions."

Neil was relieved that he was, at least, receiving a light punishment. However, he did not approve of her methods. "Well, I'm not putting you in," Nekoru said sternly. Getting the hint, Neil moved towards the edge of the holder and climbed in. Once inside, Neil felt the bottom tilt as he started sliding deeper.

After a few seconds, Nekoru peered inside to ensure that her tiny companion was resting at the bottom before carefully standing it upright. "Don't worry, little one. I'll make sure to lock the door and prevent Yamada from entering. An hour should be more than enough time for you to contemplate your actions," Neil listened attentively as Nekoru's ethereal voice faded away, soon replaced by the gentle sound of footsteps. Within moments, Neil heard the door close, accompanied by a soft click.

The next hour was quiet. Neil wasn't sure what he could do. He took the time to process everything he had been through since Isaac's little hiccup. How had it gone so wrong? He was supposed to have the whole weekend alone with Sarah while his dad was away. Instead, the entire neighborhood had gotten shrunk, and they had been through hell. He didn't even know how many people were shrunk or if they were still alive.

As if to rub salt in the wound, just when he thought he was going to return to normal, he was sent elsewhere. He ended up as a pet for a cat-obsessed girl and her oblivious fan club. Neil began to ponder the last point, the Black Cats. They knew about the tinies and even had facilities specifically for them. How long had these people been shrunk? Were they connected to Isaac's tech, or was it due to something else?

A thought dawned upon Neil, a possibility he had not considered until now. If he had been sent to this place, did that mean his dad, Elizabeth, and Mr. Orsario got transported too? What if they were still in the alley? What if they had gotten shrunk alongside him? They might be somewhere in this building or lost in transit.

While time marched on, Neil tried to reassure himself that everyone else was okay, that it had only been him. But what if Sarah and Clarissa were affected too? What then? Pacing the length of the pencil holder, Neil began to slowly tire himself out. Eventually, he heard the sound of soft approaching footsteps, followed by the opening of the door.

"Nya, I'm back. I hope you've had time to reflect on your actions," Nekoru said sternly, ensuring to lock the door behind her to prevent any unexpected interruptions. Approaching the table, she carefully arranged several items on its surface, intending to utilize them. Among the items were a small portion of food and an uncapped soda bottle. Delicately flipping the bottle cap upside down, Nekoru proceeded to pour a small amount of soda into it.

During the process, Nekoru was suddenly startled when she felt something hit her elbow. Quickly snapping her gaze, she saw that she had knocked over a pencil holder, the very one she had put the tiny creature into. "Crap," she muttered under her breath as she raced to grab the holder and look inside. "Oh crap, little one!" Upon seeing no trace of the tiny creature, she began frantically looking all over the tabletop.

"Ahhhhh!" Neil screamed as he felt himself flung out of the pencil holder, as an unseen force rammed into it. The force was so strong that it sent him flying, but to his fear, the fall was much longer than he had first believed. He fell for what felt like at least 10 seconds before landing on a hard wooden surface. Rolling to a stop, Neil began to get up, wincing a bit, before looking at his surroundings and noticing a large ominous shadow looming all around him.

Slowly looking up, Neil felt a familiar sense of dread washing over him as Nekoru's colossal form towered above him. She had turned away from him, her large posterior practically hanging over him. Surveying his surroundings only intensified Neil's growing panic. Although he had fallen off the table, he hadn't landed on the floor; instead, he found himself on her wooden chair.

With fear gripping him tightly, Neil began to run, desperately searching for a way to descend from his current perch. However, he was trapped in the middle of the chair. Suddenly, he felt the chair shake as Nekoru's hands gripped the sides. Neil's gaze was locked upward as Nekoru slowly lowered herself into the chair. 

"NO, NEKORU! DON'T SIT DOWN!" Neil screamed and shouted, using every ounce of strength he had left, trying to outrun the falling girl. Remembering what she had said about him possibly surviving being sat on, Neil really did not want to take that chance. Despite being sat on so many times before, this was the scariest experience yet, even more terrifying than Valerie's famous rear. All the previous times he had been sat on, he was on top of a sofa, but now he found himself on top of a wooden chair...

As Nekoru plopped down onto her chair, she began to carefully look around, moving things aside. "Nya, little one, where are you? I'm not going to hurt you. That punishment was just to make you think things through. I would never dream of hurting you." Nekoru started to panic a little now. Where was the tiny one?

Neil, by some miracle, was still alive—immobilized, but alive nonetheless. Like the shoe Nekoru wore, her shorts molded a little, preventing him from being completely crushed underneath her weight. Although most of her weight was distributed, Neil still felt a significant pressure on him, making it impossible for him to move. It was a stark contrast to previous experiences when he had been closer to the edges of their butts. This time, he was right in the center.

His vision was consumed by darkness, and he wasn't sure if it was due to the lack of light or the presence of Nekoru's shorts. However, there was one thing he noticed—he couldn't properly hear Nekoru, but he could feel vibrations coursing through her flesh. As the vibrations gradually subsided, Neil found himself alone in the darkness, with only the faint sounds of Nekoru's distant body movements reaching his ears.

With no clue as to when, or if, Nekoru would free him, Neil knew he had to take matters into his own hands and find a way to escape. He desperately clutched at the fabric around him, using whatever gaps he could find to pull himself through. He continued this arduous task for what felt like an eternity, losing all sense of time. Suddenly, he sensed a shift in the butt above him, causing him to freeze in fear that Nekoru might be adjusting her position. 

"No, he's not on the desk. Maybe they are elsewhere," Nekoru said, getting up from the chair and looking around for possible places where he could be. As Nekoru got up, Neil felt the G-forces increase, caught off guard by her sudden movement. As she stood at her full height, Neil felt her butt jiggle a little, making it hard for him to maintain his grip. The shorts still had him pressed into a molded indent. Suddenly, Neil had to cover his ears as he heard Nekoru emit a sharp noise.

"NYA, I didn't sit on him, did I?" she exclaimed, panicking and quickly turning around to inspect the chair. After thoroughly examining it, she found no trace of him, either alive or dead. "Maybe he got stuck to my butt?" Neil perked up a little upon hearing this. "Yes, Nekoru, please check before you sit down again," Neil pleaded with her, relieved at the possibility of her finally finding him. While looking around, Neil noticed a mirror. "Nekoru, use the mirror. You'll be able to see me."

As if hearing him, Neil felt her butt jiggle as she moved. To Neil's confusion, however, she didn't head over to the mirror. He was forced to increase his grip as Nekoru leaned forward and stuck her butt out slightly. Out of the corner of his eye, Neil saw a flurry of movement as the yellow canopy above him was removed. Pulling back her skirt, Nekoru peered over her shoulder, attempting to inspect her butt. "Nya, I can't see anything yet."

With one hand still holding up her skirt, Nekoru placed her free hand on her butt and began to slide it across, feeling for any bumps or, heaven forbid, smudges. Feeling her butt jiggle upon the impact of her hand, Neil felt hopeful that he would be saved. However, he still found himself molded into the fabric as her hand drew closer.

Just as Neil finally managed to free himself, he caught sight of Nekoru's hand gliding over his position. It felt as though an aircraft was descending right above him. The speed at which her hand moved made it impossible for Neil to discern any details of her palm. In the blink of an eye, the hand disappeared, leaving behind a slight gale that caught Neil off guard and swept him out of his cramped space and into the open.

The gust wasn't overwhelmingly strong, but it had enough force to send Neil tumbling down the cliff-like slope of Nekoru's buttock. Flailing his arms in a desperate attempt to find stability, Neil managed to grasp a loose thread, just as he had done on Valerie's rear end. Using the thread as leverage, he halted his descent and took a moment to glance downwards at the colossal drop beneath him. 

Exhaling a sigh of relief, he was about to search for the hand that had propelled him into this predicament. However, his attention was captured by a soft thump in the distance. Looking toward the source of the sound, Neil groaned in frustration upon realizing that Nekoru had already moved on to her other buttock, leaving him stranded alone on the one he had just been on. Annoyed and feeling cheated once again, Neil abandoned the notion of waiting for her hand to return and instead began using the loose thread to scale her buttock.

While Neil compared his experience with Nekoru's butt to the one he had with Valerie's, he was just glad Nekoru's wasn't as big. Although he would probably thank her unique outfit's material for saving him, sitting on a chair without that material, regardless of size, would not have ended well.

After a short while, Neil saw Nekoru's hand retreat from her butt before her other hand let go of her skirt, allowing it to drop back down. "Nya, so I didn't sit on them. Maybe they fell onto the ground; if so, they couldn't have gotten far." Rolling his eyes, Neil just wanted to facepalm, but he thought at least she was checking her bases.

Just as Nekoru stated her plan, Neil had the wind knocked out of him as her butt rammed into him when she moved back a little. Recovering from the sudden hit, Neil felt his stomach jump into his mouth as Nekoru dropped to the ground. Landing with a small bounce, Neil felt a bit dizzy from the sudden drop.

Rolling onto his back, Neil looked around at his landing spot, but all he saw was an endless field of black with a yellow sky casting a shadow over him. Quickly getting to his feet, Neil felt the ground shake a little as Nekoru began searching the floor. "Well, this is a first," Neil said, gazing out at the nearly infinite landscape surrounding him.

He had endured the weight of countless backsides, forced to scale a few, but this was his first experience walking on one. His feet sank into the fabric beneath him as he embarked on his journey towards her waistline. Neil felt as if he were traversing on a quivering jelly, the ground's softness amplified by Nekoru's subtle movements that caused her buttocks to sway from side to side.

Struggling to regain his footing after being knocked down for the hundredth time, Neil caught sight of her waistline tauntingly in the distance. As he pressed forward, he felt the buttock beneath him tremble slightly. While to Nekoru it was a simple act of turning around, to Neil, it felt like a miniature earthquake.

Caught completely off guard, Neil was instantly jolted in all directions, landing briefly only to be launched once more. It was one particularly forceful bounce that sent Neil soaring higher than usual, although still not enough to reach her skirt. Peering down at the spot where he would inevitably land, Neil's face turned as white as a sheet as he gazed into the vast ravine below him.

With an unexpected bounce, Neil was propelled high into the air, soaring over Nekoru's invitingly spread open butt cheeks. The snug shorts she was wearing clung tightly to her curves, accentuating the shape of her buttocks. At a glance, one could easily mistake the shorts for being wedged up, creating a tantalizing sight. The memory of Neil's previous encounter, when he accidentally found himself nestled in Valerie's cleavage after she exhaled him from her nose, flashed through his mind, causing him to let out a startled scream.

As Neil descended into the ravine, it became clear that this journey was far from smooth. His body ricocheted back and forth, colliding with the sides of the ravine before bouncing off onto the other side. This disorienting pattern continued all the way down until he crash-landed precisely at the point where Nekoru's cheeks met, headfirst. The impact was jarring, leaving him momentarily dazed. The majority of Neil's upper body swiftly disappeared into the depths of Nekoru's inviting posterior, while his legs remained free, flailing in the air.

Amidst the overwhelming pressure enveloping him, Neil's senses were assaulted by an intense heat radiating from within Nekoru's derriere. Despite having experienced hot environments before during his time here, being trapped within her buttocks was an entirely new level of heat. It felt as if he had been locked inside a rapidly intensifying sauna, where the temperature seemed to rise exponentially with each passing second. Just as Neil contemplated attempting to right himself within this unusual predicament, the cheeks surrounding him firmly clamped down, further constricting his entire body and restricting his movements.

As Nekoru moved to survey another area, her posterior jiggled in response, causing an overwhelming pressure to envelop Neil momentarily. However, the gentle chaos of the movement ultimately repositioned him in an upright position when her cheeks finally settled. Taking a moment to catch his breath, Neil looked up at the imposing walls of Nekoru's behind, which loomed over him.

"I take it back; this is worse than Valerie's butt. At least then, I was on the surface. Now, I have no idea how deep I am," Neil said, attempting to free himself but finding his legs firmly stuck.

"Nya, he isn't here. Perhaps one of the other girls took him. I should ask Yamada if any of them came in. I'm pretty sure she has a spare set of keys lying around," Neil mused, while his attempts to move remained futile. His stomach lurched as Nekoru started to stand up, causing her posterior to become vertical.

"Neko... mmmph!" Neil's shouts were abruptly muffled as her cheeks pressed together, effectively smothering him between them. Darkness enveloped Neil, and a deafening silence ensued as Nekoru's butt cheeks met, completely oblivious to their captive. Initially, all Neil could sense was the immense pressure surrounding him, yet he persisted in trying to move, even if it was just a little.

Then Nekoru began to walk. Neil felt like he was a salad being tossed up and down, but what made it worse was that with each step, her cheeks would move in opposite directions. Neil tried to scream as he was rubbed from every side. He did not know what would kill him first: being rubbed to death or lack of oxygen. As Nekoru walked out of her room, Neil noticed something—he could still kind of breathe. While Nekoru walked, her cheeks were slightly bouncing around, drawing in air and pushing it out. It wasn't a lot, even deep down where Neil was, but it simply meant he wouldn't suffocate just yet.

Determined not to meet his end in Nekoru's butt, Neil grabbed onto the fabric of her shorts and pulled himself along. To his surprise, what he thought would be his doom turned out to be a blessing in disguise. He was able to use the swaying of the butt to help speed up his escape, although not by much. Along his journey, Neil started to see the issues that had plagued him become worse. The outer reaches of Nekoru's butt were a lot looser, causing them to bounce and jiggle more. It also meant there was a lot more room to move. Neil's journey out of Nekoru's butt was filled with blessings and curses, but that had been the way it had been for Neil ever since he became shrunk.

After what seemed like an eternity, Neil suddenly felt the two moons on either side of him come to a peaceful stillness as Nekoru came to a halt. Whatever she was occupied with, Neil didn't really care at that moment; he was just grateful for the chance to catch his breath. Taking advantage of the newfound tranquility, Neil accelerated his escape. Before long, he realized he was no longer crawling but instead abseiling. Clinging to Nekoru's shorts as best he could, Neil shimmied his way along the curve of her butt cheek. He was almost there, on the final stretch, and it appeared that Nekoru was waiting for him.

Neil halted his movements as he observed her hand inching closer to her rear end. "What is she doing? Did she notice me?" Neil pondered aloud, his gaze fixed on the hand as it made contact with the cheek he was climbing, causing a slight jiggle. As the trembling subsided, Neil noticed something peculiar—her entire hand wasn't touching her buttocks; it was just her fingers. Bewildered by her actions, Neil soon found an explanation as her fingers began to move.

Meanwhile, Nekoru stood next to the main table in the den, where all the girls had gathered, enthralled by a show playing on the TV. Nekoru patiently waited while Yamada checked if the spare keys were still in their place. As she stood there, Nekoru couldn't resist scratching her itchy behind a little. The extensive searching on the floor for the tiny object had caused her shorts to rub against her bare skin.

Watching in horror, Neil could only gaze as Nekoru's slender fingers worked her butt, diligently relieving any itch they encountered. The difficult part was that all the scratching caused her butt to shake uncontrollably. Neil tried his best to maintain his balance, but the situation worsened as Nekoru approached closer. It didn't take long before one of her fingers came upon him.

Neil was powerless as the finger moved back and forth, its nail creating a sharp scratching sound as it worked away. Frantically scanning his surroundings, Neil desperately sought an escape route. Suddenly struck by a crazy idea, he closed his eyes and let go, plummeting to a lower section of her butt.

Reality snapped back for Neil when he felt something large and exceedingly sharp strike him, pinning him against the fabric. Helpless, he found himself restrained by the tip of Nekoru's nail, exerting increasing pressure. The sound of bones creaking echoed in Neil's ears, a testament to the extreme force being applied. He attempted to call out to Nekoru, but not even a single sound could escape his lips.

The pressure continued to mount, and Neil's entire body screamed in agony. He knew this was the end; his body couldn't withstand such weight. "Sarah," he managed to utter, even though it barely resembled a recognizable sound. "Lady Nekoru?"

Out of nowhere, all the pressure and force abruptly vanished as Nekoru's hand was swiftly removed from her butt. With the weight lifted, Neil was left to recover physically and mentally from the harrowing ordeal. However, there was a slight issue with his plan—when Nekoru's hand retreated, Neil found himself alone on the ride, separated from her butt. 

Gripping the nail's surface as best he could, Neil found his work helped by the air force pushing down on him, pinning him to her nail. To make things easier, at his size, Neil could see small imperfections on the nail's surface—ones that he could grip onto. But to his terror, just as the hand reached the top of its arch, Neil found himself getting flung off. Screaming his head off, Neil went high into the air before dropping. In his fall, Neil was spinning all over the place. He wasn't sure which way was up or down or even where he was going. That was until he saw a large mass of blue hurtling towards him.

Covering his head with his arms, Neil braced for impact as he hit the blue mass. Coming to a soft but still painful landing, Neil began to get up, a strong flowery smell filling the air. As the smell filled his nose, Neil thought it smelled familiar, almost like shampoo. Quickly looking around, Neil saw an endless sea of blue hairs all around him. He was confused at first—who in the world had blue hair? Then it hit him. "I'm in Nekoru's hair."

Neil's heart began to skip a beat. He was in her hair, which meant he was on her head. All he needed to do now was to get to her ears. Wincing a bit at the plan, the less-than-stellar attempt on Valerie still strong in his mind. Just as Neil was getting his hopes up, he realized he had no idea in which direction he should be going. Looking up through the forest of hair, Neil's eyes looked down on something towering far above him. Though heavily obscured by her hair, Neil recognized the fake cat ear that all these crazy girls seem to wear. With his course set, Neil began his trek through her hair.

The trip through the jungle was very uneventful. All Neil could hear was conversation between Nekoru and the maid, whose voice he recognized. He had never gotten to do this in Valerie's hair—she had whipped her hair around soon after he landed. Stopping for a moment, Neil placed his hand on the monolithic hair strand next to him. He was not sure how to describe its texture. Being this small, Neil was intrigued by just how much detail was on it—much more than he would have imagined.

After spending some time examining hair, Neil noticed the conversation dying down, and soon he felt Nekoru starting to walk. Neil couldn't deny that he preferred being around when a girl was walking. While Nekoru's head moved up and down, it didn't bounce around like her chest did. Moreover, the slight bouncing that did occur didn't hinder him at all. Shaking his head, Neil continued his journey until he finally reached the base of her 'Cat' ear. The ear itself was not placed on her head, but rather nestled in a bed of hair. The ear was positioned too high for him to reach without climbing up the hair. Unfortunately, his goal was not this particular ear.

Slowly, Neil followed the curve of the fake ear as it bent down the side of Nekoru's head. Following the ear proved to be more challenging than he had anticipated, as Nekoru's scalp sloped downwards. Realizing that simply walking was not enough, Neil began using the hairs themselves to scale down the slope. Eventually, the slope gave way entirely, and Neil clung to the hairs as he slowly lowered himself down the side of her head. Before long, Neil found himself at his destination, staring into her cavernous ear canal.

Just as Neil was preparing himself, he saw the shadow of something approaching, something that looked all too familiar. Nekoru was beginning to lose hope in finding the tiny creature she had no idea where it might have gone or if it was even still alive. Absentmindedly, Nekoru raised her hand to the side of her head to brush back some loose hairs.

Although Nekoru's hand had no ill intent, Neil started to get scared when he felt his hair being pulled back as soon as her fingers collected some of it. Slowly, he was being pulled away from the place he wanted to be. Seeing the ear getting farther and farther away, Neil gritted his teeth and made a split-second decision.

Swinging on the hair strand, Neil used the momentum to fling himself off her hair. Flying through the air, Neil anxiously awaited what would happen next, and finally, the universe threw him a bone. With an unstable roll, Neil crashed into Nekoru's ear canal. Quickly recovering from his less-than-graceful landing, Neil got to his feet and cupped his hands around his mouth, preparing to shout.

Opening his mouth, Neil froze as he saw the light pouring into the ear canal begin to fade. Turning around, Neil was met with the sight of Nekoru's finger slowly entering her ear. As the finger delved deeper into her ear, Neil could only manage to make it follow him as it traced the trail of irritation caused by his mere presence.

Running as fast as he could, Neil felt the ground shake violently as the finger made contact within the ear. The fleshy chamber around him shocked him from the impact, almost causing him to lose his footing. However, as he regained his balance, he felt it—a large force struck him from behind, knocking him to the ground. But it didn't stop there. As the large mass pinned him down, it continued to envelop inch by inch. With his mind racing, Neil knew he could only do one thing. Just before his head was submerged in flesh, he let out one single word. 

"NEKORU!"

Nekoru's entire body froze as she heard a voice, small but audible. It was male. But there weren't any males in the vicinity, except the tinies, and they couldn't speak unless...

"Little one," Nekoru mouthed as she focused on her finger, which was currently lodged in her ear. Gently, she pressed down—not too much, but enough to feel something in there.

Quickly, Nekoru pulled back her finger slightly, no longer feeling the tiny being under her touch, though she could sense their faint presence in her ear. Without haste, Nekoru rushed to her room, being careful not to arouse suspicion. Locking the door behind her, she sat down on her bed and removed her fingers.

"Little one, was that you who called my name?" she whispered, uncertain if she would receive a response. Neil's heart stopped, not out of fear or shock, but from relief. Seizing this opportunity he might never get again, Neil shouted into the darkness before him, "My name is Neil Proctor, and I need your help."

Nekoru sat silently, listening to what Neil had to say. She heard about everything, from being shrunk around Sarah to the incidents at Point Park restaurant, and him being sent to this place. She gasped a little upon learning what the Black Cats had unknowingly put him through. Her face even went pale as she discovered what she had unknowingly done to him.

After everything had been said, Nekoru remained motionless and speechless as she processed all that she had been told. "Um, Nekoru?" Neil asked, a bit concerned by her silence. "So, you need to get back to Isaac to return to normal size. Do you have any idea how to do that?" she said after a short pause.

Neil was stunned for a moment. All this time, he had been trying to get her attention, but he hadn't once considered what he would do afterward. "Maybe we should contact Sarah to let her know I'm okay and to see if my father and company are still with her," he suggested. Nekoru warned Neil that she was about to get up, just before she actually did.

Slowly and gently, Nekoru got up and walked to her table where she pulled out her phone. Once in her hand, she began to input the series of numbers that Neil had provided to her. With all the numbers entered, she placed the phone to her other ear as it rang. "Hello, is this Sarah Leheorn? Sorry to call you out of the blue, but I believe I have your boyfriend, Neil Porc..." Nekoru was unable to finish her sentence as she quickly pulled the phone away from her ear, bombarded by a flurry of questions.

"Oh my God, you! You have Neil! Is he back to normal? How did you find him? Is he okay? He's not injured, is he?"

The assault of questions lasted about a minute before Sarah calmed down, awaiting a response. "Nya, you're glad I had Neil in the other ear..." Nekoru said under her breath before answering Sarah. "Yes, he is okay, a little battered from everything he had been through here, but he's still okay. He is still small, but other than that, he's okay."

For the next few minutes, Nekoru reassured Sarah that Neil was okay, answering all her questions with Neil providing some help in her other ear. Nekoru silently agreed with Neil's suggestion to leave out some of the more intimate moments. Sarah even answered some of Neil's questions, which were relayed by Nekoru.

Neil let out a sigh of relief as Sarah confirmed that his father and coworkers were still safe, albeit small in size. After all the pleasantries and reunions occurred, the conversation turned to a more pressing matter. "So, how do you want to retrieve Neil? I can't really leave, so I guess you'll need to come pick Neil up yourself. From the sound of it, you're only a few hours away. I can keep Neil safe until then."

Feeling a bit conflicted by this suggestion, Neil was not sure if he wanted to go with this plan. On one hand, he wanted to get back to normal size as fast as he could. But being outside and on the open road for a few hours could spell danger for him. On the other hand, being in a single room with only one giantess who knew about him raised his safety concerns really high.

"Nekoru, tell Sarah I think this is for the best and for my safety." Humming in agreement, Nekoru relayed Neil's comment to Sarah. It took a while of back and forth, but Sarah eventually agreed to this plan. After everything was settled and goodbyes were shared, Nekoru closed her phone and turned her attention back to Neil.

"So litt... I mean Neil, looks like we have a few hours to kill. How about I get you some food and water? I'm sure you must be famished." As if to agree with her proposal, Neil heard his stomach growl. "I think so too. Could you leave me here while you do so?" Agreeing with him, Nekoru placed her finger next to her ear. Once Neil was on, she lowered him onto the tabletop. "Now just you wait here, Neil. I don't want to lose you again."

With that, Nekoru got up and left the room. Watching the strange cat girl leave, Neil couldn't help but think about how crazy today had been. Just this morning, he had planned an entire weekend with just him and Sarah. Now he was shrunken down and ended up here, in the care of a cat-obsessed girl who looked after tinies. What a strange start to a weekend.

Just as Nekoru left, he could have sworn he heard her muttering something under her breath, something about hide and seek. What on earth could she be talking about?