“Crap, this is bad! Please say we can fix this! You’re not gonna die, are you, Manager?! Quickly, tell me how many fingers I’m holding up! Owe!”

“Would you knock it off, Billy! She may be afflicted with Ether corruption but she’s not blind! P-Plus you’re holding your guns! Besides… I think her eyesight’s the least of her concerns at the moment…”

“Considering how Ether affects people, I think this is a positive outcome. Plus, she’s also cute like this…”

“I kinda have to agree with Anby. You remind me of a cute little mousy~”

“Gahh! Would you two knock it off! This is not the time to be joking around! We’re seriously screwed! We can’t take her to Pubsec or they might find out she’s a Proxy!”

Sitting awkwardly and smiling in silence, Belle scratched a cheek as she tried to remain calm as the various members of the Cunning Hares bickered in front of her amongst one another. All things considered; she was doing better than her brother by the looks of it. Glancing up at Wise as the boy sat across the room as far away from her as he could be, the grey-haired boy rubbed the bridge of his nose as he did his best to remain his usual calm and collected self. Even if she could tell he was perturbed by the events that had recently unfolded. But, why wouldn’t he be?

‘His favorite sister in the whole wide world got trapped in a Hollow… I guess that alone is enough reason if I were him…’ While this wasn’t the first time this type of thing had happened, It was still a problem. She had remained inside the Hollow too long and had been corrupted by its Ether. And its effects were… unexpected…

Jumping as the person in front of her slammed her foot down angrily, Nicole, the leader of the Cunning Hares who had gone in to save her crossed her arms before pointing a finger towards the stationary girl. “And what about you?! How can you be so calm right now Belle?! Just look at you!” The pinkette almost screamed, panic evident in her face.

And, it might have been warranted, since her finger was directed down at a chair she sat on. Looking up at the other girl, Belle laughed dryly as she eyed the colossal Hollow Raider. That was correct! She had to crane her neck to see her. For the Proxy, had been shrunken! Garbed in some discarded cloth parchments they had scrounged up on the way out of the Hollow, the disheveled video store owner was an utter mess. She had been rendered to a mere half an inch in size…

Etheric energy was strange, to say the least. Ether came in many forms, and it could do quite a few things to whatever was submerged inside it. It could corrupt both organic and inorganic materials over time. The issue was that certain individuals were more resistant to corruption than others. As for Belle and her brother Wise, they were not immune in the slightest. Their Ether Aptitude was abysmal as it came. The tiniest bit of it could severely affect them. Which meant they had to do all their Proxy work through Bangboo robots for that very reason.

Usually, those with weak constitutions became transformed if they were exposed to dense amounts of Etheric corruption, becoming monstrous Ethereal’s. But the transformations could take on just about any form depending on different factors. Hollows came in a variety of spectrums and their effects were random on almost everybody. Apparently in this case… she had just sorta… gotten smaller? ‘Maybe I just lost mass instead of shrunk?’ All things considered, she counted herself blessed given the alternatives that happened to many others who were trapped inside Hollows for too long. This wasn't the first case of someone shrinking she had seen before. The phenomenon was online and was just one of many cases she had witnessed before.

As the tiny girl tried to wrap her head around why it was she was such a case, however, Wise’s voice spoke up drawing his siblings’ and their guest’s attention over towards him. “Regardless of how well my sister takes it, this is a serious dilemma. Ether corruption isn’t a laughing matter. The fact she didn’t transform into an Ethereal is a miracle in and of itself. But the state you’re in now is still problematic.” He muttered before taking a step forward. As he did though, a voice soon spoke up through the various speakers located all around their war room.

“Warning! A high concentration of Corruption is still present on the Proxy. It’s advised you keep your distance from your sister, Master, or contamination may spread. Chances of contracting the same ailment are highly probable. I advise immediate distancing and quarantine so you do not contract the same malady”. Retracting his foot and pointing his thumb to their computer Wise’s expression soured. “That. Thank you, Fairy. As it stands, you’re a walking chemical spill, Belle. And at your size, you can’t be left to your own devices. I can’t come near you any closer than I am, or I risk having whatever happened to you, happen to me.” He finished, clearly frustrated by his own words.

Seeing the painful expression on her brother’s face, Belle smiled weakly back at him. “It’ll be fine Bro. I just need someone who isn’t a weakling to look after me. If only there were some competent Hollow Raiders around to assist poor, helpless, little me~” The tiny girl lamented loudly as she pressed her hand to her forehead and leaned back languidly.

Scowling, Nicole stepped forward before pointing a finger down at the tiny girl. “And just WHO do you expect to look after you? You can’t possibly mean us now, can you? Because our contract ended! We were sent into that Hollow to retrieve you and we did!” She snapped accusatory.

“H-Hey now, that’s kind of cold-blooded, isn’t it? We can’t just leave her like this! That’s practically villainous!” Billy exclaimed in what might have been genuine horror at his boss’s harsh words. But Anby shook her head before stepping forward and kneeling in front of the shrunken woman.

“I doubt that’s what Nicole was suggesting Billy. She simply wants to form a new contract, so we get paid more.” Sputtering as a bright blush lit up her face, the pink-haired outlaw puffed out her cheeks. “T-That’s not, why you… S-Stop speaking so blatantly! A-And yes… a new contract would need to be formed…” she muttered, her expression softening as she twirled a lock of her pink hair.

Sighing as her two tails swished back and forth behind her, the newest member of the cunning hares leaned back as she stretched her body out tiredly. “To be honest, it’s not a bad job. We could use a break after that last raid. And we don’t have any other contracts right now. So, we wouldn’t need to worry about conflicting schedules. But try not to nickel and dime them. Taking advantage of clients is bad for business.” Nekomata purred before smirking as she got the reaction she had wanted out of her leader.

Growing even more flustered, Nicole huffed as she crossed her arms beneath her bosoms and pouted back at her teammates. They could be so mean sometimes! This was just business! “I-I wasn’t going to do anything like that! I just wanted a contract because we don’t know how long Belle will be stuck like this! And we can’t just leave her in our base and go off on another job either! So, we need fair compensation!” She was looking out for all their sakes! She didn't need this kind of harassment from her own comrades of all people!

Chuckling as the disorderly members continued to banter amongst themselves, Belle looked up at her brother, as he quietly nodded back at her. They were on the same page like always. And despite their chaotic nature, the Cunning Hares were good people. “How about we pay the going rate we have with you? Just consider this a continuation of the contract to save me. And once I return to normal, you’ll have fulfilled the criteria. Does that sound good?”

Blinking in surprise, Nicole almost choked on her breath as she whipped her head down towards the tiny girl in disbelief. “Y-Y-You’ll p-pay full price?! I-I mean… Ehm… That’s agreeable to me. Alright! The Cunning Hares will happily accept this commission from you, Phaethon!” “It’s not like we would have turned you down if you charged us less you know. That’s rather generous don’t you think?” “D-Don’t say that out loud Anby! No backing out of the contract! We already struck a deal!”

Giggling, Belle nodded before jumping as she felt something warm wrap around her abruptly before she was lifted into the air. “A-Anby?! A-A little warning next time!” The smaller girl sputtered, her face flushing slightly as she was brought closer to the pale girl’s face. “Apologies. But our contract is now set. So, protection is necessary until you return to normal. You'll just have to get used to this.”

Looking back at the girl blankly, Belle shifted her eyes towards the other Cunning Hares, but they simply shrugged. “I mean, she kinda has a point. It’s not like you can walk back with us. Looks like you get the VIP treatment, manager!” Billy laughed before giving her a thumbs-up. Sighing, Belle simply nodded as she let the white-haired kuudere carry her.

Watching the interaction closely, Wise shifted uncomfortably as his face continued to scrunch up in discomfort. Neither he nor his sister had spent much time apart since they were children. They were practically joined at the hip ever since Hollow Zero occurred. So, this would be worrying. But it was for the best. And, despite their dysfunctional personalities, he did trust the Cunning Hares with his sister's safety.

“Alright. I’ll need daily phone calls. And make sure you update your status with me as much as possible. If anything changes, no matter how small, let me know immediately. I’ll have Fairy search for similar cases and resolutions on the Inter-Knot and see if we can find a way to speed up your recovery. You four, take precautions too. You may have a high Ether aptitude for resisting corruption, but there’s still a chance she could spread whatever’s affecting her to you.” Wise warned.

Waving her hand dismissively, Nicole flashed the boy a smile before turning to leave. “Don’t worry, we’ll make sure your sister stays in touch morning, noon, and night. As well as keep her supplied with anti-corruption spray.” As far as she was concerned, this was about as free of a meal ticket as one could get in New Eridu. She wasn’t about to mess anything up! Especially since Phaethon was their best client…

Upsetting them would be a huge blow to their organization. Plus, Belle was their friend! They’d make sure she was perfectly content and show her the full hospitality the Cunning Hares could muster!

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Sitting in silence on a large table littered with a multitude of varying types of take-out food, Belle shifted her head back and forth as she munched quietly on a large piece of narutomaki she had snagged from a bowl of ramen as her *guardians* screamed across the table reaching towards one another.

“N-Nicole?! I ordered that! Don’t just take it off my plate!!!” “Why not?! You’re an android! It’s not like you need to eat in the first place! Now stop being greedy!” “That’s so hurtful, leader!! How can you say something so callous?! H-Hey! Not you too Anby!” “I ordered the burgers. These are mine…” “NOT ALL OF THEM?! H-HEY, QUIT STUFFING THEM IN YOUR LAP!!!” “Nyaaaa!! That’s my fish! If you try and touch it, I’ll bite you, Nicole!” “I just wanted a little piece!!!”

Lifting a small cup she had fashioned from a piece of panko crumb, Belle smiled in bemusement as she watched the dysfunctional group devolving more and more. ‘Compared to Wise and me, it’s a miracle they can all work so well together.’ Or perhaps this was because they were so close they bickered like children? She had seen glimpses of it from time to time, but it was front and center now that they weren’t in public eating together.

The Cunning Hares hadn’t wanted to have her out in the streets of New Eridu at her size, which made sense. So, they ordered in. And this was the rather comedic result. Nibling on a large noddle, the shrunken girl smiled happily as she enjoyed her rather odd meal. It still tasted good, even if she had to eat one ingredient at a time. And surprisingly, no one had tried to take from her bowl of ramen yet. Which was odd since she had absolutely no way of ever finishing it all on her own.

As the smaller girl’s mind wandered, another rather quiet resident at the table popped the last piece of her burger in her mouth before her amber eyes flickered toward Belle who was also enjoying her food in *peace*. “Sorry if this is too loud for you. This is normal for us.” Anby muttered as she began to unwrap another burger she had stowed away beneath the table.

Looking toward the quiet girl in unison, Nicole, Nekomata, and Billy soon blushed as they remembered that they weren’t quite alone. Yanking a piece of fish out of Nicole’s hand once the opportunity arose, the former quickly jumped off the table before leaning back in her seat, having gotten onto it before fighting for her food.

“It’s not like this is an every night occurrence. You make us sound like savages when you say that you know…” The cat girl muttered softly before she popped the grilled fish into her mouth greedily. Sighing, Nicole only nodded as she gave her teammate an exasperated look.

Waving her hands quickly as she saw the embarrassed faces all around her, Belle quickly spoke up. “N-N-No, it’s fine! It’s been a long day, and I was hungry too. I can’t blame you for being ravenous. That Hollow I was stuck in was seriously bad… I can’t imagine how many Ethereal’s you had to fight off before you found me. I’m practically about to pass out myself, and I’ve just been lazing about all day…” She laughed.

But her words did stir a thought in Nicole’s mind. “Oh right… What are we going to do about your sleeping arrangements…” Blinking in surprise, Belle soon frowned rather unsure herself. “Hmm... I don’t suppose you have a tiny bed lying around your place for me to occupy, do you?”

Rolling her eyes, the pinkette let out an exasperated sigh before shaking her head. “No such luck, Belle. Obviously, you’ll have to share a room with one of us three. Do you have a preference?” Hearing that, Belle soon began to blush as she realized that the larger girl’s words rang true.

“Wait... Three? Who’s she now allowed to bunk with?” Billy asked, an air of genuine confusion in his voice before a pair of fists slammed down on his metal head from both Nicole and Nekomata simultaneously. “Obviously you, idiot! You can’t watch Belle! Even if you’re a robot, you’re still a guy!” Nicole growled as she shook her hand from the pain of hitting metal instead of flesh.

Wincing on the floor, the whimpering gunslinger rubbed his head before groaning. “Aww, why not? It’s like a sleepover, isn’t it? We could stay up and watch some movies! Oh! I just got some new attachments for my gun I wanted to install! She could watch me install them while we talk and-“ He started before a foot slammed his head back down onto the floor angrily.

“Denied!” Nekomata snapped, her face a bright shade of red as she made an *X* with her crossed arms. Did he not realize what it meant to have a girl sleep with a guy in his room?! Well, probably not, he was childish. But still… That still meant Belle had to pick one of them to bunk with.

“Look, Billy, whoever watches Belle personally has to do everything with her together! That means sleeping with her in the same bed, taking her to the toilet when she has to go to the bathroom, and bathing with her when she needs to clean herself!” The little Neko snapped, her face taking on a distinctly redder shade than it had been. But it wasn’t just her.

Blushing as the larger girl laid it out for them all, the shrunken girl began to fidget. ‘H-Heh… I-I guess I didn’t think about that, but she kinda has a point…’ As much as she didn’t want to admit it, having someone colossal sleeping with her, and watching her use the toilet and bathe all sounded super awkward! Did they really have to do all that WITH her at the same time?! It was almost too much for her little heart to bear...

“So, who will you pick Proxy?” Jumping as she was called out, Belle looked up before stiffening as she saw three sets of eyes leveled down at her as Nicole, Anby, and Nekomata watched her closely. Shivering from the various women’s gazes, the smaller girl licked her lips as her mouth grew dry.

“U-Uhh… W-Well… I-I uhh… I-I hadn’t really, thought about that until you brought it up. So I guess, I don't have a preference?” How was she supposed to pick when she was put on the spot like that?! But it seemed some kind of agreement formed between the three Cunning Hares as they simply nodded before looking up and staring at one another. Immediately, all three of their hands shot up startling Belle.

‘W-What’s going on!? W-Why are they making fists?!’ Were they about to fight each other?! Why would they do that?! But a moment later, it became apparent she hadn’t quite hit the mark as they raised their hands high above their heads, and slammed them forward in unison.

“ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS!!!”

“…”

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Blushing as she sat on a large pink pillow on a rather fluffy and regally padded bed, Belle pulled the small cloth *blanket* she had been given up over her chest as she watched Nicole brushing her hair on the bed beside her.

“It’s super nice I got you, right? I can’t imagine what your sleeping arrangements would have been like with the others. I guess as the leader, I should have just taken charge of you, to begin with, but I hadn’t expected Anby and Nekomata to be so eager to take care of you. Like, can you believe it either? Well, it worked out! I hope that blanket is enough for you to stay warm tonight. If you want, though, I can pull my comforter up over you, but you won't really be able to move it on your own, so that might be an issue.”

Nodding along with the older girl's words, Belle’s body shivered as she took deep deliberate breaths in an attempt to slow down her heartbeat. ‘C-Calm down… I-It’s not what you think! S-She just… didn’t think this through!’ Clearly, she didn’t because her *blanket* was the least practical thing she could have possibly been given!

Looking down at it again as she trembled, Belle’s eyes beaded as she stared at the black lacy pattern of the fabric. “N-Nicole… I-I agree with you about the… the blanket thing… But can you please tell me why you chose, a p-pair of your panties to give me?!” The proxy stammered out, her composure cracking every second she stared at the colossal garment. It was practically the size of a field tarp compared to her!

Flipping her pink locks back as she shook her head, Nicole set her hairbrush down before frowning as she saw the smaller girl fidgeting on her pillow. “Well… It’s not like I had anything else I could have given you. I don’t just have any random cloth lying around my bedroom small enough for you to use. And I doubt a sock would have been any better. Plus, those are silk! It’s the comfiest blanket you can have! You have no idea how much I had to spend to afford those you know!”

Gawking at the giantess, Belle shivered as she lifted the panties weakly. While heavy, she could still manage to pull them slightly against herself. “I-I’m not bothered by their price! Y-You gave me your panties!!! Doesn’t that embarrass you?!” But, if it did, the gang leader didn’t show it as she stretched out her sore limbs yawning. “Not really. Should it? I cleaned those just this morning. There shouldn’t smell bad or anything.”

Sighing as her words seemed to go over the larger girl’s head, Belle hung hers in defeat before flopping down on the pillow and staring up at the ceiling dismayed. ‘I-I can’t do this…’ Sleeping here… Sleeping, with her…

In truth… there was a reason Belle had been so calm up until now when she had first shrunken. Simply put, it was because she knew of this phenomenon already. It was uncommon. But she had seen videos of it before. Lots of videos… they were often on, certain adult websites that were normally restricted here in New Eridu. But for a Proxy, finding them was child’s play…

‘How did I possibly end up in one of my fantasy scenarios?’ She had seen lots of videos of tiny people who were shrunken from Hollows they had been recovered from. A lot of residents here in the city struggled to make ends meet. So, when it came to income, anything was worth it to get by. And porn was no exception…

Pressing her forearm over her eyes as she lay in silence, Belle took in deep breaths as she felt her pussy beginning to ache as she rested in Nicole’s colossal silk panties. ‘This is like a dream come true for me… A-And I can’t even act on it…’ This was her secret shame. Not even Wise knew about her bizarre fetish.

It was such an addiction that after she had shrunk, she almost immediately jumped for joy inside the Hollow as her mind raced thinking of all the possibilities she could take advantage of. And when the Cunning Hares had shown up… Seeing them tower above her had made her cum right on the spot…

Blushing in embarrassment, the tiny girl was thankful they had thought she had collapsed due to exhaustion and hadn’t discovered her true nature right then and there. But now… here in bed with Nicole… She didn’t trust herself not to do something she would regret.

Turning to her side and inhaling deeply, Belle trembled as she smelled the distinctly pungent aroma of the massive girl lingering on her most intimate of garments. It didn’t matter if she said she had washed them. Her scent was all over them! It was driving the tiny girl mad!

“Hey, Belle… Can I ask you something? Now that we’re alone I mean…” Jumping upright as she shot her eyes towards Nicole, the smaller girl trembled as she stared at the massive woman garbed in a cute pair of pink pajamas. It wasn’t risqué at all, which surprised her. But perhaps that was for her benefit? 'Crap! Did she see me sniffing her panties?!' She hadn't thought she was being obvious!

Seeing that the shrunken girl was focused on her intently, Nicole lifted a finger up towards her hair before she began to twirl one of her pink locks around her index finger. This was a calculated risk. But all the evidence she had been collecting today up until now pointed to what she had suspected all along. She needed no further proof, than Belle's reaction to her being given a pair of lingerie to sleep in...

“Well… I… I kind of, noticed something today. Something, I picked up on in the past, but I didn’t really say anything at the time. Tonight, when we were eating. And, after I took you out of the sink when I showered… You were… staring at me. You kept sneaking peeks, over and over… Are, you by chance, interested in me?” The larger girl asked, her face shifted to the side looking deliberately away from the Proxy.

Freezing up as she was put on blast, Belle gazed back at Nicole as she felt her heart drop. She had been caught red-handed… ‘W-W-Was I that obvious?!’ Sure, she had sneaked peeks repeatedly! But who wouldn’t in her circumstances?! Well… she might have touched herself in the sink when she was alone as well… ‘O-Oh crap! Did she see me masturbating?!’ It wasn't her fault! She had been repressed all day since she left the Hollow!

Growing mortified, Belle quickly calmed down as a wave of relief came over her. That couldn’t be true! If Nicole saw her doing that, there was no way she would have placed her in her panties! Feeling her heart pound loudly in her chest, the tiny girl smiled awkwardly back at Nicole as the giantess continued to avert her gaze, a bright blush present on her flawless face.

“U-Umm… T-That’s, a very blunt question… I-I wouldn’t say I’m interested in y-you. I-I mean, not that I’m not or anything! B-But I… I just sort of…” Stumbling over her words as she made a fool of herself, Belle panicked as she tried to find the proper way to answer such a direct question without offending the larger girl. But it seemed she didn’t need to as Nicole’s face shifted back towards her before it lowered…

Falling back in surprise as the colossal girl leaned uncomfortably close to her, Belle froze as she stared deeply into the golden eyes of her gigantic guardian. ‘I-I can see my reflection in them…’ She really looked, kind of pathetic… And scared…

Exhaling slowly, Nicole let out a sigh as she watched the tiny girl quiver as her breath washed over her. “So, then it’s not me personally… Do you just like girls then? Or do you really like being small like this? I’ve seen you watching me and the others all night like you’ve been mesmerized… You kept looking at us strangely ever since you left the Hollow today. You watched us pretty intently while we ate too. And... when I was in the shower too... I thought it was weird, but I think I understand the situation now. Am I right?”

Gazing forward into the colossal woman’s face, Belle was left shaken by her words. She had been caught red-handed... But, it didn't sound like Nicole was angry with her. There wasn’t accusation in her tone. Nor disgust or annoyance even. She said it simply like it was a matter of fact. ‘Was… was I really that obvious…?’ She thought she had hidden her desires… but here she was now, being called out by the older girl…

Seeing the frozen state of the tiny friend, the pinkette leaned forward so her lips were right in front of the smaller girl’s face. It was time for the moment of truth. If her panties hadn't been enough of a push, this would be. Pursing her glossy lips, the Hollow Raider whispered softly in a tone that bore no aversion or disgust. “Say it… Tell me here and now, that I’m wrong, and I’ll drop it. Otherwise… you can tell me the truth, and something else may happen~”

Trembling as her eyes looked at the massive lips hanging directly in front of her, Belle saw her reflection in them much like she had with Nicole's eyes. Her terrified expression met her gaze, causing her to tremble in place. She looked, meek... helpless... corner... “S-Something… e-else…?” What… what did that mean? What was Nicole suggesting? Was she even suggesting anything? She just asked her, to tell the truth…

Lowering her gaze, a mixture of shame and excitement assaulted Belle. She… she wanted to… say it. She hated herself, but she wanted to say it! She had never told this to anybody before though! Could she really come clean about this? It was a secret, not even her own brother knew about. What would happen, if she told Nicole? And… here of all places! She was literally in her bed. In her panties… On her pillow… And right in front of a massive pair of lips, she so desperately wanted to kiss…

Trembling as her breath came out in shallow gasps, Belle whimpered as tears slowly began to peak in the corners of her eyes. “Say it, Belle… Tell me the truth~” Nicole whispered again, her breath blowing over the tiny girl's face in a wave of minty fragrance. Feeling the damn break with that last act, the shrunken girl couldn’t hold herself back as she leaned forward and pressed her face into the giantess’s pert lips. Kissing them reverently, the shrunken girl could restrain herself no more as she planted her face into the much larger woman's plump, supple flesh. It was so warm! This felt so good! She... she needed more!

Shuddering as her pussy clenched up and pleasure shot through her, Belle whimpered as she buried her face into Nicole’s lips unabashed. They were so soft! Like pillows, but warm and damp! And her breath! It was driving her mad! It was pungent! Despite smelling like toothpaste after she brushed her teeth, there was the lingering aroma of the food they had just eaten masked behind it! This euphoria! What was it? Why… Why couldn’t she stop?! She wanted to pull back! She needed to stop! But her body wouldn’t move an inch!

Feeling the shifting movement on her puckered lips, Nicole slowly began to grin as she got her answer. It may have been non-verbal, but there was no denying this. It seemed her *tests* were a bit too effective in rooting out the Proxy's inner desires she was trying to hide from her. ‘So, she really does like being tiny like she is~’ It was odd. But also, exciting…

Pulling away slowly, Nicole watched as Belle panted loudly as her hand shot out in what looked like an attempt to make her stay. It was wholly adorable. And it seemed to snap her out of whatever trance she had been in too as the tiny woman's eyes widened in what seemed to be shock or horror at her own actions.

“N-Nicole! I-I didn’t mean... I-I'm so, sorry- “Belle began, but a finger pressed into her face, shoving her back down into the pillow! ‘S-So strong!’ Looking up in genuine awe as Nicole leaned up and towered above her, the colossal girl smiled back at her as she used absolutely no force to restrain the tiny girl. It was as trivial as if it were to breathe to her...

“I guess it’s only natural you were sneaking peeks at me if this is your true self. I guess not even you could hide this for long given your situation. But… I think the terms of our contract need to be… adjusted~ Now that I know that you like the situation, you’re in, it’s only right. After all, withholding information like that from me was very naughty~” The larger girl purred.

Staring back at her silently, both of her own desire to hear her speak more, and the colossal finger still covering her body and mouth, Belle gazed up at Nicole in utter awe. ‘S-She looks like a goddess…’ She was beautiful, and her face showed absolutely no disgust or anger at what she had learned. In fact, it held the opposite. She looked… eager…

Gulping, Belle weakly nodded into the girl’s finger as she waited with bated breath for her to continue. Flipping her hair behind her with her free hand, Nicole smirked as she stared at the smaller girl. It was a predatory look she had never seen on her before! It was… enough to cause the tiny girl to fidget with desire. ‘Don’t look at me like that!’ She wanted… wanted, to touch herself when she was looked at like that!

Pressing a finger to her lips, Nicole ran her tongue over them in a not-so-subtle attempt to gauge the smaller girl’s reaction. As expected, she focused in an instant on her mouth. ‘So cute~’ “Alright… Here’s the new arrangement, Belle~ The Cunning Hares will still take care of your every need… However… You get to stay with me and no one else while you’re here! Every night, you sleep here in my room. Every day, you’re going to be on my person~ I’ll be looking after you from now on. And to repay me, you’ll do everything I tell you to without resisting at all~ And I mean…” She paused before leaning down and extending her tongue out over the shuddering girl’s face.

Letting the tip brush Belle, Nicole watched in excitement as she saw the shrunken girl suddenly spasm as her hips bucked beneath her. Keeping her tongue on the smaller girl for a full ten seconds, the larger woman finished her *lick* before smacking her lips and smirking back at the panting girl whimpering beneath her.

“Everything~” Nicole finished her finger now leaving Belle’s mouth and traveling down her body. As she reached between her legs, the gang leader felt a wet stain which told her as clearly as day what had just occurred. ‘Just one lick and she came…’ She felt, powerful… This feeling was intoxicating! To say she wasn’t into this would be a lie! She was eager to play with the Proxy! But she wanted to make the terms clear~ She would be in charge! She would do whatever she wanted to the smaller girl! And she could do absolutely nothing to stop-

“I’m afraid I must protest. This contract cannot be allowed to exist…” Letting out a screech and falling off her bed in fright, Nicole slammed into the ground painfully before crying out as she cupped the back of her head where it had smacked into her floor.

“OWEEE!!! DAMN IT! WHAT THE HELL?!” Sitting up abruptly with fire in her eyes, Nicole soon stiffened as she saw someone else sitting on her bed behind where she had just been. Someone who absolutely had no right to be here at this very moment of all times! “A-ANBY?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY BEDROOM?!”

Wearing a stoic and unphased expression, the impassive girl waved her hand before her gaze traveled down to Belle who up until now had been pinned beneath Nicole’s fingers. Gazing up at the other woman, the tiny Proxy looked up at her in exhaustion as she continued to come down from the high of her orgasm brought on by the hands of her *guardian*.

Similar to Nicole, she wore a two-piece pair of pajamas, but it was a mix of green and white rather than the pink of her captain's garments. “Hello, Belle. I wish to make a counteroffer.” She stated calmly. Furrowing her brow, the smaller girl wanted to ask what she meant, but her voice hadn’t quite come back to her yet. But it didn’t seem the other girl cared as she reached down and began to pull her nightshirt up!

Gawking on the floor, Nicole sputtered before standing up quickly and pointing an accusatory finger toward her teammate. “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?! WHY ARE YOU STRIPPING ON MY BED?!” How did she even get into her bedroom in the first place? She had locked the door after coming up with the plan to confront Belle after their shower!

Tossing her shirt aside as she cupped her pale breasts, Anby stared down at Belle with what could only be called determination before she moved her fingers aside and let her dark nipples peak out from between her middle and ring fingers.

“My offer is you allow me to take custody of you until you recover. And in exchange, you may have unrestricted access to me as much as you desire. This can be done whenever you want, wherever you want. But It should be restricted to a bedroom if possible. I can’t guarantee I can allow you to touch me if we’re out in public or in communal areas of our base.” “ANBY!!! QUIT IGNORING ME!!!”

Staring back at the other girl in disbelief, Belle couldn’t believe what she was hearing right now. Or more, what she was seeing. Gazing at the cute nipples being gently pinched by the pale girl’s fingers, the shrunken woman whimpered as her hand slowly found its way back down between her soaked thighs. ‘I-I just came… B-But I’m still s-so horny!’ This was intense! It was better than any video she had ever watched in her life!

Seeing what was happening before her, Nicole grit her teeth before quickly reaching down and yanking her own shirt off. “S-STOP IGNORING ME BELLE! MINE ARE BIGGER!!!” But, upon realizing what she had just done, Nicole flushed red before quickly cupping her breasts as tears peaked in the corner of her eyes.

Yanking Anby off her bed as the seated girl flopped to the floor without a fight, Nicole stood her up glaring as she used one hand to continue to cover her chest. “W-Why are you even in here?! T-This is between me and Belle!” “Negative. Belle was staring at me while I ate. She kept watching me and couldn’t stop peaking whenever I bent over. She clearly wants me, so I’m staking my claim.”

Growling, Nicole looked down at Belle exasperated, but the tiny girl simply looked away with a dark blush. What was she supposed to say?! It wasn’t as if what Anby had said wasn’t true after all. She had sneaked peaks at all three women all evening! Despite trying not to, she had practically been mind-raping every one of them all night!

Tapping her foot in agitation, Nicole looked to her door before quickly walking over and checking the lock. Once she was sure it was in fact, still locked, the pinkette strutted back over before her hands moved down to her hips as she glared back at her teammate. “Alright, look! Belle is in bed with me! Our agreement has nothing to do with you! If you want to work out a deal, do it when she’s not spending time with me!”

Standing up undeterred as she crossed her own arms, Anby scowled showing a slight change in her demeanor. “This is my business. You wanted to monopolize time with the Proxy. I cannot allow that. Even now you’re trying to force me to leave. What’s to stop you from doing that in the future too? We need a better arrangement if we’re to share her.”

Hearing their words but not quite believing them, Belle couldn’t fathom how this had even happened! ‘A-Are… are they really fighting over me?!’ This was, kind of hot… Two giantesses wanted her. And she didn’t know what the outcome would be. She was both excited and a bit fearful. Not even she knew what would go down if they got angry with each other…

Tapping her foot as she chewed on her lip, Nicole thought hard about what to do, drawing blanks left and right. ‘Not good…’ She wanted Belle, damn it! She had been mustering the courage to ask this ever since dinner, and now the mood had been ruined! Could she salvage this somehow? If Anby just went away maybe she could-

“I propose a mutual agreement that benefits both parties of this contract,” Anby said softly drawing both girls’ attention back to her. Looking at Belle and smiling softly, the white-haired swordswoman placed a hand on her bare chest before speaking up. “We share things in The Cunning Hares. We share this hideout. We share our food. We share our money. We share clothes when one of us forgets to do the laundry. We share hygiene products when one of us runs out. We share the blame when someone does something irresponsible-“ “I-Is there a point to this?” Nicole interrupted, her irritation growing as Anby got lost naming things off.

Nodding, the standing girl looked down at Belle again before extending her hand towards her. “I propose we continue this tradition, and we share the Proxy. We use her together. That way it’s fair, and even and nobody can monopolize using her.”

Stiffening in unison, both Belle and Nicole’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Y-YOU WANT TO DO WHAT?!” The pinkette almost screeched as shock showed on her face. Did her friend just suggest what she thought she did?! Immediately upon realizing she did, Nicole quickly covered her chest back up with her hands before turning away bashfully.

“T-T-That won’t work, Anby! What you’re suggesting isn’t the same thing as sharing food, a bottle of shampoo, or underwear! We can’t share Belle in bed together!” “Why not? We share everything. Even our last name. This is the fairest solution. Not to mention the one that will please the Proxy the most, wouldn’t you agree?”

Getting ready to dispute that, Nicole had to audibly pause as her finger wilted before she glanced back down at Belle who up until now hadn’t said a single thing. Seeing two sets of eyes lock onto her, the smaller girl suddenly felt fear as she was stared down by what were essentially two very eager predators who wanted her tiny body…

Gulping as she leaned up slowly, the smaller woman blushed furiously unsure of what she should do. “B-Belle… Is… Is what Anby saying true? Would you like us both? Y-You know… A-At the same time I mean?” Nicole stuttered out, genuine embarrassment on her face as even she looked unsure of her own words now. The prior confidence she had was extinguished, showing a true sense of uneasiness, the smaller girl hadn’t seen up to now.

Feeling like a spotlight was shining down on her, Belle stared up in disbelief as she was essentially asked if she wanted to be used by not one, but two giantesses! ‘Want this!? I-I’ve practically ruined my underwear fantasizing about it more times than I can count!’ But saying that was harder than thinking it…

Blushing as she fidgeted in place, the tiny girl licked her lips as she tried to formulate words. “U-Umm… W-Well… I-I’m not… opposed…?” She croaked out stiffly. Hearing this, Nicole’s eyes widened before her gaze shifted over to Anby who wore a smile. It wasn’t smug or condescending that she was right. She looked simply pleased by the smaller girl’s answer.

Hanging her head in defeat, Nicole softly sighed before cupping her face. “J-Jeez… This is so ridiculous! But… I-If it’s for Belle… I, suppose we can… try it?” She whispered. It felt weird to say that! But It seemed Anby and Belle both were on board with this… arrangement? She had given up calling it a contract. That was up in flames due to her partner! She needed to take control back! And what better way than laying down the law with her rather happy-looking Proxy! Or rather, their, Proxy…

“Alright! Fine! I give up! You wanted this! So be it! Now you need to serve TWO Mistresses!” Nicole snapped, her finger pointing down at Belle as she wore a red face full of embarrassment. Looking up at the pinkette in shock, the smaller girl blushed just as brightly upon hearing the word, *Mistress*.

She hadn’t been expecting that. But it seemed Anby didn't mind. Feeling the bed shake, Belle glanced back before stiffening as she saw the other giantess crawling onto the large mattress with her stoic face back in place. “I agree with Nicole. You belong to us now. We will use you how we see fit, and you will like it. That is the new arrangement. You have no say in this. You must enjoy it. That’s an order.” She stated matter of fact. Not as an order… but more like a declaration of some kind…

It sounded so bizarre… but it was also kind of hot. Deciding to play along, Belle slowly began to nod as she sat on the pillow she was on unsure of how to proceed from here. Somehow… this had all worked out? Nicole, and now Anby found out her dark secret. And instead of being freaked out, disgusted, or amused… they wanted to join in? ‘Did I actually die in that Hollow and go to heaven?’

Nicole and Anby were extremely cute. While not solely into girls perse, there was no denying she found the thought of gigantic women much hotter than just about any normal relationship could possibly grant her otherwise. This was literally the best outcome she could ever have dreamed of…

Crawling onto the bed beside her friend, Nicole continued to blush, but she quickly leveled her gaze down at Belle as she crossed her arms. “Alright Proxy… I-It’s like Anby said. You belong to us now! Nobody gets you except us, so you’ll be sleeping in my room permanently! If anybody asks, you say you want to be here! And you have no say in what we do to you! That’s the new arrangement going forward!” She finished succinctly, clearly doing her best to be authoritative.

Looking at her friend slightly concerned, Nicole quickly picked up on Anby’s frown before waving her hand dismissively. “You get to sleep in here too! Y-You didn’t need me to have to say that did you? Obviously, we’re sharing her… So, you get to sleep in here too. I just prefer doing stuff like this in my bedroom and not yours, alright?”

Thinking it over, Anby soon nodded. “That sounds acceptable. My bed's smaller, so this works in our favor.” Feeling thankful that her friend was agreeable to her demands, Nicole looked back down at Belle again before feeling her lips curl into a smile. “Oh Belle~ If you haven’t noticed, both your Mistress's shirts are off… Don’t you think it’s rude you’re still covered up? Strip for us!”

Looking back at Nicole and shuddering, Belle blushed as she saw that the confident smile on the larger girl’s face had returned. ‘T-This is really happening…’ She was about to get naked… In front of two of her friends… What… What did that mean about their relationship going forward? She… kind of didn’t care, to be honest. And before she had time to even think about it, the cloth garment she had been using as a makeshift dress was tossed aside, revealing the tiny girl’s entirely nude form to both her two new Mistresses…

Blushing as a pang of excitement shot through Nicole as the smaller girl obeyed without so much as an ounce of resistance, the Cunning Hare’s leader smiled as she admired the tiny Proxy’s body. ‘S-She’s actually pretty cute…’ She had never really thought about her like this before. But the situation had sort of gotten the better of her. Looking at her now… There was no denying it. She liked what she saw.

Licking her lips as her pussy began to grow hot beneath her pajama bottoms, the larger girl was about to reach forward, before a hand beat her to it. “Such a good toy. Toy. That’s what you are to us. Do you like that? Do you, toy?” Anby asked stiffly in her normally cool and calm voice.

Feeling fingers wrapped around her as she was called a *toy* by the white-haired swordswoman, Belle could only nod as she was lifted in front of the bare-chested giantess. Gazing at Anby’s pink, protruding nipples standing stiffly in front of her, the tiny girl quivered as she found it impossible to look away.

“Good girl. You recognize one of your two owner’s desires. Here’s your reward.” Anby whispered a tad quieter, before pressing the smaller woman's face directly into her areola. Watching in surprise as her friend jumped on her mattress, Nicole blushed as she saw the surprise on the swordswoman's face as she pressed Belle into her breast. She looked surprised by her own actions for some reason. But then, it clicked.

‘Has she, never touched herself before…?’ She seemed confused by what looked like pleasure from her breast being touched. “Anby… Have you ever… You know… Played with yourself? Or others?” Seeing a deep blush overtake the pale girl’s cheeks, Nicole couldn’t help but smirk before snickering, and then finally letting out a loud laugh as she giggled beside her friend.

“Heh! Hehe… You… You agreed to this, and you’ve never done anything with somebody else until now?!” It was laughable! But it seemed her words only embarrassed Anby further as she averted her gaze. “Belle is worth it. I couldn’t stand by and let you claim her. This doesn’t bother me. So please don’t let it bother you either.”

Feeling her smile drop before a hint of shame came forth, Nicole sighed before leaning close to Anby and wrapping her arms around the petite girl. “Sorry… I didn’t mean to make fun of you. I just, sort of thought you were more experienced than me to offer a situation like this up, you know? But I agree. I think it’s for the best. After all, we can't do stuff like this unless we’re together~”

Leaning into a very startled Anby and knocking her onto her back as she pinned her down on her bed, Nicole smirked as she felt Belle pressing into her own breast as she trapped the smaller girl between both her and her friend’s chests. “How does this feel? This isn’t my first experience with someone else. So let me take charge~ I am your leader after all. So, follow my lead~”

Finishing her statement, as she moved her lips over Anby’s, Nicole closed her eyes and gave her teammate what was probably her very first kiss. This was crossing a line they wouldn’t be able to take back. But… as Anby had said herself. It was for Belle. And she was worth it. They might never have an opportunity like this happen again. And they were going to savor it for everything it was worth!

And it was with that thought an idea came to mind. As her lips brushed against the pinned girl's own, Nicole pulled away abruptly. Opening her eyes back up and frowning, Anby looked about ready to say something, but the pinkette reached between their breasts before fishing out Belle. “Sorry, Anby~ I know you were expecting a kiss. But I think it’s only right that our *toy* joins in on your first time.”

Gasping as her reddened face came into view of the other girls, Belle trembled as she was pinched between the larger giantess’ fingers. Her naked form, while having only been pressed in between the two girls’ breasts for a short while was absolutely coated in a glistening sheen of sweat from their combined heat.

It left her feeling cold now that she was taken away from their warmth. But, upon seeing where she was headed, the shrunken girl doubted that she would stay that way for long. Pinching her submissive teammate’s chin with her free hand, Nicole forced her jaw down before presenting the tiny woman to her.

“Say ahh~ This isn’t the typical way you’d kiss someone, but I think it will work out just fine~” Nicole winked before forcing Belle against Anby’s outstretched tongue facedown. Having only glimpsed herself passing through the enamel archway of glistening teeth that had greeted her, Belle was submerged a moment later as her face was shoved hard into a pooling puddle of saliva forming on the obedient swordswoman’s tongue.

As Nicole withdrew her finger, she made sure to grind her digit a moment longer than needed before her hand left her partner’s mouth. Coming up coughing, Belle panted softly as a whimper escaped her quivering lips. Gazing forward, the sight was absolutely terrifying! Directly before her was the dark, cavernous hole that was Anby’s throat.

All around her saliva and mucus dripped and trailed down the inside of her cheeks and roof of her mouth. In brisk, repetitive gusts, her breath washed over the shrunken girl with enough force to rock her tiny body back and forth, almost like waves on the ocean. The scent was intoxicating. Anby’s breath lacked the minty hint of toothpaste she had sampled when Nicole had blown on her before. It reeked of her prior meal. Not unpleasant, but distinct, and fragrant of ground beef, onions, and cheese. She could even see bits and pieces of food still lodged in between the crevices of her teeth and indented in her incisors. It was clear Anby hadn't bothered brushing her teeth yet. And it was with that thought, Belle really came to terms with just where she truly was…

Turning around slowly and staring out of Anby’s mouth, the shrunken girl looked on from a point of view that was indescribable. A row of teeth above, and one below. And the sight of Nicole's cute face coming closer to her, as her mouth began to descend toward Anby’s own. Watching as the light began to fade as darkness overtook her humid holding, Belle silently gulped as words and breath left her, upon seeing the smug-looking woman’s pink tongue entering her fleshy prison. And then, everything went black…

Pressing her lips into her friend's as she kissed her deeply, Nicole held her eyes closed as she let her tongue invade the stationary girl’s mouth. Anby, for her part, seemed a little awkward at first. Her nose had pressed into her leader before they seemed to figure out the proper motion to kiss one another. But that was to be expected. Despite Nicole'ss prior claims… she was kind of new to this also. And though loath to admit it, her experience with other partners was not as adventurous as she would like it to be.

‘Belle would have been my first girl actually…’ She had boyfriends before, but it never worked out. So, this was a new experience for her. And not a wholly unpleasant one. Though she had expected it to be Belle she would be kissing right now. And not her teammate, Anby. Though *teammate* was understating it. They were practically sisters, which made this slightly taboo in a way. But if the prone girl minded, she gave no indication.

Lying still with her eyes closed, Anby’s arms wrapped around Nicole, but she made no attempt to either stop or take control of the kiss and simply allowed her friend to take the lead. Which in truth was perfectly fine by the pinkette. She preferred being the one in charge. And that thought was even more tantalizing since she knew she wasn’t currently just controlling one person but two~

Pressing Belle into her friend’s tongue, their organs writhed against one another, as the morsal-sized Proxy was tossed back and forth between their mouths. Quivering atop her friend, Nicole moaned into the kiss as she tried to imagine what it was like right now for the shrunken girl. She was being utterly dominated by a simple kiss!

‘Y-You can’t stop us… We can do whatever we want to you…’ It was intoxicating knowing that. And she knew Anby felt the same way too. After all, she had called Belle their toy to her face. And the submissive woman had just accepted it, even obeying their demands! She was as submissive as they came. And the ideas of what that entailed were driving Nicole crazy! Just how far could she push her? And what could they force her to do?

For Belle’s part, she wasn’t thinking as much as Nicole was. She was doing her best just to breathe! Feeling her body thrown around violently as if caught in a riptide, the tiny girl screamed as she was flung from one tongue onto another, as her whole body was passed back and forth like flotsam on the waves.

This was far more intense than she had ever anticipated it would be! ‘V-V-Videos never s-showed this!!!’ Watching someone put a shrunken person in their mouth was fun to see. But experiencing it was insane! The taste of Nicole and Anby’s saliva had mixed at some point, and she felt their slimy spittle absolutely dominating her. It coated every inch of her body. It saturated her hair matting it into her cheeks and face! It traveled down her nose and mouth, tasting sour as it slid down her throat!

The heat was also something indescribable! It wasn’t unlike a hot tub. But pockets of air blew into her body as their breaths crashed over her. Each time that happened a wave of humidity caressed her before she was dunked back into saliva warming her whole. Everything they did, despite how innocent it was between them, completely, and utterly, subjugated her. She was a slave to this forced kiss… And she loved every second of it.

Crying as she was battered around like an insect blown by the wind, Belle felt excitement the likes of which she couldn’t even begin to describe! Being so utterly weak and powerless was nothing new. Neither she nor her brother could do much on their own. But this was taking that thought to an extreme and completely twisting it into something so purely perverse and lecherous! And she loved it!

Clinging to one of the two girl’s tongues, the shrunken girl hadn’t a clue who she was even inside at this moment as she kissed the slimy surface she was on, doing her best to join in on this dominant lip lock as best she could. If anyone were to see her, she would simply be given a participation award for all the good she was contributing to this make-out session… But she didn’t care! She just wanted it to go on forever!

But her desires weren’t reciprocated, as what felt like a short eternity later, light shined back into the two mouths as they parted, saliva connecting the two withdrawing tongues. And it was at that, Belle couldn’t help but shudder as she felt her body suspended in the air. Clung together by the thick viscous fluids, her body hung between the two parting organs for a few seconds before the tension of distance snapped the thread of spit causing the tiny girl to plummet down screaming.

Feeling something smack into her bottom lip, Nicole blinked, a bit bleary-eyed as she reached up and wiped her mouth off. As she looked down, her smile returned as she saw an utterly waterlogged Belle panting loudly on her index finger. “Pfft~ Hehe, you look like a bug that’s been washed away in the rain~ Tell me the truth… Did you enjoy that kiss as much as we did?” The Cunning Hare asked, her grin only growing wider as she saw the tiny woman weakly nodding her head.

‘D-Damn it, why is she so freaking cute!!!’ Belle was so much better at this size! She hated to admit it… but a part of the larger girl kind of wished she would stay like this permanently. She had only shared one kiss with her so far, and she was far more aroused than she had ever been in her life!

One look at Anby told the pinkette she felt the same too. Looking up with a glazed expression, the pale-haired girl gazed longingly at Belle who laid on her back atop her leader’s finger. It was a hungry look that told her that she wasn’t nearly satisfied with just a kiss either! But, what to do now?

Pressing her thumb against Belle and gently rolling her body with no effort whatsoever, Nicole hummed happily as he enjoyed the way the tiny girl moved around her fingers from the simple action. She really couldn’t stop her from doing whatever she wanted to her…

“N-Nicole…” Looking down, the pinkette nodded as she saw her friend beginning to pant. Her eyes hadn’t left Belle who was still being played with between her delicate fingertips. “Relax~ As your leader, I’ll take care of you like I always have. I was just thinking about what to do, that’s all. And, I think for your first time, we’ll go a little easy on you. Just relax~ Let me do all the work again.”

Leaning down and laying atop her friend once more, Nicole smiled warmly as she felt the prone girl’s body arch beneath her. Goosebumps littered her flesh, and a distinctive smell that had to be Anby’s natural scent rose around her. Sweat glistened on her now from their brief make-out session. In this light, looking down at her now… the pinkette had to admit. “Y-You really are adorable, Anby.”

Looking into her friend’s eyes, the silent girl said nothing in return, but her usually emotionless face was distinctly blushing now indicating what she thought from her leader's words. Taking the initiative as she had before, Nicole with Belle still in hand reached down before her fingers crept beneath the other girl’s pajama bottoms. It didn’t take long to sneak past her panties either.

As expected, Anby was well and truly ready for this. Immediately, Nicole felt her hand coated in warm, sticky fluid. Her friend’s excitement had absolutely drenched her panties. Giggling, the more expressive of the two had to agree. Belle was having that same effect on her too.

If the shrunken girl had thought her two guardian’s mouths had been wet, she had gravely underestimated her effect on them. Almost immediately upon being inserted into the white-haired Hollow Raiders panties, Belle was awash in the thick fluids of Anby’s excitement. Heat radiated all around her, and the sticky juices of the much larger woman completely drenched her as Nicole paid no heed to her plight, shoving her fingers against her friend’s needy lower lips despite the much tinier girl’s miniscule form. It was like being presented before another mouth once more. Only this one was far more voracious than her two guardian’s lips had been…

As her body was pressed into Anby’s pussy, the smaller girl felt her whole-body slide across the swordswoman’s snatch with little resistance as she was rolled against her flesh violently. Glossy fluids that tasted both distinctly organic and of nothing in particular filled Belle’s mouth. It was such a bizarre flavor; she couldn’t even begin to describe it!

‘T-This is what Anby tastes like?!’ She had fantasized a lot about what it would be like to be with another girl. But she had never pulled the trigger before. At least, not until now. And she wasn’t upset about it either. Simply, surprised. But the experience was short-lived as the smaller girl felt her body pressed forcefully into her larger friend’s pussy, before the fingers she was stuck to began to enter her…

Blinded by sticky, stinging juices, the shrunken Proxy could barely see anything before darkness overcame her once again. Unlike the mouths she had been trapped in, however, Belle knew this would be an entirely different experience the moment her body entered Anby’s.

Letting out a sharp gasp as she did her best to stifle a moan, Anby trembled on the bed as her hands gripped the sheets beneath her. Giggling as she fingered her teammate, Nicole watched the kuudere amused as she got more reaction out of her than she ever usually displayed. ‘You really are cute like this~’ It was appealing to see the normally strong woman acting so meek from her caring touches.

It also helped that she knew said touch was also dominating Belle. Even now she felt the smaller girl being utterly dominated by her pinned friend, and she wasn’t doing anything on her own. Wiggling and curling the two fingers inside her friend, Nicole bit her bottom lip as she felt the shrunken woman slipping deeper in, as her small body slid off her finger and past where not even her nails could reach her anymore. ‘Whoops~ Guess you’re on your own now, Belle. Try not to disappoint Anby~ It is her first time.’

Panting softly as her breaths came out sharp and quick, the prone girl tried to muffle the noises she was making, but it was utterly useless. Grunting as a shock of pleasure traveled through her, radiating a sense of euphoria not even food provided to her, the stoic swordswoman felt herself awash in a mixture of emotions she didn’t fully comprehend.

‘B-Belle… Belle! B-Belle!’ Her friend… She was, inside her… She could feel her body! The sensations of her insides being tickled as the tiny girl wiggled and moved about, despite the larger girl’s attempts to stop her when she clenched up were stirring feelings she didn’t know she even possessed!

Blushing profusely as her mind flashed to images of the dark-haired video store owner's smiling cherub-like face, Anby quivered with desire. ‘B-Belle…’ Her friend was really inside her. And she was causing her body to feel like this. It was, indescribable! And… it was making her begin to feel like something was going to happen…

Seeing the tall-tell signs of her friend's impending orgasm on her face, Nicole giggled as she enjoyed the confused look she was being given. It seemed she was very inexperienced. ‘She looks so timid… Almost afraid…’ As her leader, she would alleviate her fears~

Withdrawing her hand, the pink-haired Hollow Raider began to caress her friend's skin as her fingers glossed over her damp, sweaty flesh. Anby was utterly soaked, despite only being fingered for a short while. It was adorable. And Nicole wanted to see more of what would happen if she took this petting session even further. But, she doubted she could go too far for her friend's first time. It would be best if she ended this quickly. And, in a way, Anby would never forget~

Pushing the pinned girl’s plump thighs apart, the eager girl quickly shifted her position before her face moved against her friend's lower lips. Blowing gently against her labia, she was rewarded with a loud cry as Anby tried to clench her legs shut. “Relax, and let it out. As I said, just let me take care of everything~” She would make this first time as memorable for her friend as possible.

Leaning in Nicole wasted no time on a reply as her tongue came out, and began to lick the pale-haired girl’s drooling lower lips. That, was too much for her, however. Crying loudly as she moaned unabashed, Anby clenched her eyes shut as she felt the older girl's tongue lapping at her most sensitive of places. Despite her best attempts to remain quiet, she just couldn’t take it!

Hearing the loud wails muffled by the girl, Belle was utterly lost in the darkness as she was swished around helplessly. Caught in the waves of Anby’s juices, her whole body was thrown to and fro as she failed to gather her bearings whatsoever. There was nothing for her to cling to!

Every time her body slammed into one of Anbys walls, she tried desperately to cling to it, but it was pointless. Her fingers simply slipped, and she was tossed away in fluids pulling her miniscule form around. The current, if you could even call it that was far too slick and forceful on her helpless form.

Each clench also sapped Belle of whatever strength she had too. Anby’s pussy walls squeezed and chewed her up relentlessly, leaving her with no hope of resisting! She could do nothing! She was, nothing… And that only lead, to her depraved self enjoying every second of this torture…

Crying as she was flung around, Belle's tired body begged for rest. She felt like she would pass out at any second! She couldn’t breathe! Every time a bubble of humid, pungent air, filled her lungs, it was followed by copious mouthfuls of Anby’s juices. Each constriction of the larger girl’s walls crushed her, rendering her less and less able to recover! She thought she would pop at any moment, rendered a bloody smear inside of her friend's vagina, lost amidst her pleasure!

But despite all that… Belle had orgasmed countless times, as the humiliation spurred her own body to climax over, and over, and over. Crying weakly as she once again slid off of the pulsating flesh she had tried to rest upon, the powerless woman accepted her fate meekly as she gave in to her new mistress's unspoken desires. Her body said it all. And it was clear just how little she thought of her. ‘I-I really might die…’ Had she really given in to this fantasy thinking she would come out alright? It didn’t make any sense! She had simply taken a look at her friend's gigantic forms, and all logic and reason abandoned her…

And worst of all, she would do it again without a second thought! Clenching her teeth as her fingers furiously drilled into her own cunt, Belle continued to cry as she got off to the torture. Despite the pain. Despite how foolish she was for going through with this. Despite everything she had done, and all the mistakes leading to this very situation she now found herself in… she would gladly do it all over, just for a taste, of this euphoria she felt…

‘I-I can never go back…’

That was what scared her the most. Not that she may die here. Lost inside of her friend's pussy, and crushed, drowned, or suffocated to death. No… It was that she didn’t think she could ever return to normal. If she grew back… she would lose it all. Nothing would ever, feel as pleasurable as this, and she knew it. No drugs could capture this orgasmic bliss. No vices would ever compare. Normal sex from here on would become numb and meaningless if she weren’t being absolutely dominated while small, helpless, and afraid…

Crying and shaking her head, Belle sobbed as she knew she would be broken if she came out of this alive. ‘I-I can’t go back… I-I can’t… I-I-I… I don’t want to!’ Videos would lose all meaning. She wanted to stay like this… forever…

But, all things came to an end, and Belle knew hers was coming too, as a light appeared as if from nowhere. Wincing as the darkness receded, the tiny girl stared at it transfixed as she felt her body being shoved towards it. Letting the waves of Anby’s juices claim her as they had done all this time, the smaller girl smiled as she gave up, and flowed with them, uncaring of anything else.

A lot of things happened all at once after that. Darkness overcame her again. A loud scream echoed out, muffled but distinct. Water flowered over Belle, drowning her in a pool of juices. And, she was being jerked around as something shook around wherever she was, battering her like she were nothing at all... It was the last thing she had felt before everything faded away...

Coughing violently as her teammate's orgasm flooded into her mouth, Nicole pulled away quickly before spitting out mouthfuls of her friend's juices! Apparently, she was a squirter. Caught off guard and doing her best not to choke, the pinkette blushed furiously as the thighs she had previously been holding tried to strangle her! She felt like her head was going to pop!!!

Grappling with Anby’s legs as she was put into a very sensual (and undeniably violent) headlock, Nicole grunted and shoved as she tried to wrest her head from the exhausted swordswoman's crotch. “A-Anby! Cut it out! Let me go!!!”

Panting with her eyes closed and only hearing every other word coming from her leader, Anby laid back on the mattress coated in a thin sheen of sweat as her body began to come down from a high she had never experienced before. Parting her eyelids, the glazed look in her amber pools began to lessen by the second before the paralyzed girl's legs finally released their prisoner.

After her very first orgasm, her body had simply locked up. She hadn’t meant to almost strangle her teammate… “S-Sorry Nicole… I… I can’t move…” Pulling her head back and wiping down her face still slick and plastered with her friend's juices, the pinkette blushed brightly as she cleared her throat.

“I-I-It’s quite alright. I am a one-of-a-kind girl after all~ My tongue is simply the best and that’s the expected result!” She beamed, her chest puffing out a bit as she stroked her own ego. However, if Nicole had to be truthful, there was someone else who probably deserved the credit more than her.

Staring down at the pool of fluids she at first spit out onto Anby’s lower abdomen, the miniscule, naked form of Belle could be seen lying on her back in just as much a state as the larger girl was in. Panicking a bit as she saw her eyes closed and her form unmoving, Nicole leaned her face down to inspect her closer before a wave of relief filled her as she watched the tiny woman's chest rise and fall.

‘J-Jeez, way to give me a heart attack, Belle!’ She had thought she went overboard for a minute there and killed her! Wise would have their heads if that ever happened… They’d probably have to leave New Eridu…

Feeling guilt immediately for trying to make light of that outcome, Nicole blushed before her finger moved down and scooped up the tiny girl’s unconscious form. ‘There, there… she’s fine…’ That’s all that mattered. And, it seemed Belle had come through on top too. For whatever reason, there was a goofy smile present on her cute little face!

Blushing as she felt a sense of endearment to her even more than usual, Nicole smiled before pressing her finger to her lips and giving the slumbering Proxy a quick kiss. ‘Well… I guess I won’t be getting my turn next… We’ll just have to pick this up tomorrow! And you had better please me like you did Anby!’

Crawling up her friend's exhausted form, Nicole wiped Belle off onto her pillow before lying next to her panting friend. “Let’s call it a night. I’m guessing you’re going to sleep with me tonight?” She didn’t think her teammate would even make it back to her bed with how absolutely worn out she appeared…

Panting loudly as she meekly nodded, Anby’s blush never left her face as her tired eyes fluttered open and closed. Gazing over to Belle, the normally stoic and emotionless woman smiled warmly before reaching a trembling finger over towards her. “G-Good night, Proxy…” She wanted to play with her again… But… she wanted to sleep more right now. This experience, left her eager to feel it again. And Belle was to thank for that. With what little strength she could muster, Anby's arms moved around Nicole as she hugged her contentedly, the older woman following suit as she smiled back at her friend's cute display of affection.

As the two girls cuddled against one another, both Nicole and Anby gave in to sleep as their own exhaustion from the night's draining events caught up with them both. However, neither was in any position at the moment, to notice the pair of eyes staring down at them from the ceiling as they drifted into slumber against one another…

Seated atop a pipe extending from the warehouse's ceiling, Nekomata blushed despite herself as she looked on at her friends down below. Swishing her two tails back and forth, a mix of emotions assaulted her all at once at the moment leaving her rather flustered.

Embarrassment, excitement, resentment… desire… It was hard to say what she felt at the moment. But, one thing was for certain. Her eyes had left her two teammates and had landed directly on Belle’s sleeping form.

‘So, they think they can get away with claiming my prey first? Think again!’

In the end, this cat always got her mouse! And she had a lot planned for the Proxy, thanks to the show her friends had put on for her to enjoy. Smiling coyly as she groomed her face, the dark-skinned Neko’s other hand drifted out from her panties as she wiped off the remnants of her own orgasm.

She would remain a bystander this time… After all, there were still a few things she needed to learn before she claimed her prize. It was best Nicole and Anby figured out, just how much punishment Belle could take. But once they did…

Grinning viciously, the catgirl licked her lips before leaning up in a languid stretch and making her way back into the vent she had crawled through to sneak into the bedroom.

‘Sleep tight little mouse~ This kitty will take her time, but in the end, you’ll still be mine~’

To be continued…

‘F-F-Freezing… w-why is it so c-c-cold?!’

Reaching a hand out as she shivered in the dark, Belle quietly began to whimper as her fingers snatched at her blanket only to find air. It was an ungodly hour… She didn’t want to get up yet! But it was just too freaking cold!

Clenching her eyes shut tighter and growing agitated as her fingers continued to clutch at nothing, the young Proxy groaned angrily before finally opening her eyes. Blinking slowly as she tried to figure out where her blanket had gone, the bleary-eyed noirette soon stiffened as her surroundings came into view.

“H-Huh…? What the… Where, am I?”

She was on a bed. But it wasn’t the bed she recognized. Specifically, she was referring to Nicole's bed. After shrinking over a week ago, Belle had gotten used to waking up in strange places. It was usually on, or in someone… That was, a long story, however…

She had expected to find Nicole or Anby sleeping here with her like they normally did. Ever since her first night being taken in by the Cunning Hares after her accident, the miniscule woman had spent almost every waking hour with one of them. Their relationship to say the least had become… bizarre.

Now though, her two guardians turned lovers, or more aptly, mistresses, were nowhere to be found. She was on a bed she didn’t recognize. And as for her prior plight, that too became apparent. Staring down at her naked body, Belle didn’t particularly care about that. Waking up naked had also become a normal occurrence in her new, strange, post-shrunken existence.

‘Waking up naked somewhere other than your room, Nicole, is pretty weird, however…’ Where the heck was she? Looking around, the diminutive girl knew she was still inside the Cunning Hares hideout. The architecture was similar no matter what room you were in. Most homes in New Eridu were very industrialized. Brick, concrete, and metal could be seen in the infostructure, especially in older residential areas.

So, by process of elimination, it didn’t take her too long to determine where she now was. She had been inside Billy’s room in the past, and this wasn’t it. Nicole’s she always stayed in. And Anby’s she had seen in pictures before when they messaged one another. ‘Kinda odd I haven’t been taken there yet…’ The quiet swordswoman had basically all but moved into Nicole's room after their first night and they always slept together. So that just left one remaining Cunning Hare…

“Nekomata’s room? But why am I- EEEHKKK!!!”

Screaming as something tickled her bare back, Belle shot forward before turning around in a panic. What met her frightful gaze, however, was nothing but air? Looking all around the bedroom, the shrunken woman shivered now more from fear than from the cold. However, that was still vehemently bothering her too.

As she began to wonder if she had just imagined the sensation of something stroking her back, the miniature woman was given a swift answer to her unasked question as something else suddenly tickled the right side of her stomach.

Snapping her head towards whatever had just touched her, the Proxy noticed a flash of color that time! ‘B-Black?! So quick!’ She had seen something, but it was gone in a blink! ‘Am I hallucinating now?!’ That answer came back negative as she felt something almost instantly brush against the soles of her bare feet!

Barking out a painful laugh from the sharp sensation of being tickled, the shrunken girl shot up before turning around in a full circle. As her eyes darted around sporadically, her mind started piecing it together before she slowly began to pale. Nothing behind her. Nothing in front of her. Nor at her side. And not beneath her…

Looking upward ever so slowly as fear set in once more, Belle quivered as her eyes met the gaze of another. “Well, that took you longer than I expected it to. I wasn’t sure if I needed to smother you with my tail or not before you finally noticed me~”

Lounging on her stomach on the bedpost above her, was none other than Nekomiya Mana. The shrunken girl had expected her to be here since this was her room after all. What she hadn’t been expecting was to find the dark-skinned cat Thiren lounging above her completely naked!

Gawking at the Neko in shock, Belle took a step back as she felt her gaze firmly locked on the Cunning Hares' newest member. That was a mistake as she swiftly learned. Shifting her body and moving at a speed humans simply didn’t possess; Belle felt the bed shake as the towering form of Nekomata was upon her before she could even gasp.

Feeling something furry smack her stomach knocking her onto her butt, the much smaller woman stared disbelieving as the petite feline woman began to audibly purr above her. ‘S-She’s actually purring?!’ Was she imagining it? No, that sound was clearly the same one a cat made! Thiren shared a lot of traits with their animal counterparts. Even their mannerisms. And that made Belle shiver with uncertainty…

Despite being friends with the larger girl… she had catlike instincts. And her simple movement had caused the larger woman to pounce on her! Staring up in awe she saw the amber-eyed cat girl licking her lips, the smaller Proxy gulped as she tried to form words. Even though she felt a sense of unease… there was something else that was making it hard for her to speak.

Feeling her hand beginning to move down towards her crotch, the noirette had to physically grab her wrist to stop herself! ‘D-Did I really almost start to masturbate in front of her?!’ What was wrong with her? She had gotten WAY too comfortable around Nicole and Anby! Though it didn’t help that they ordered her to pleasure herself whenever they were alone in a room with her… She had a lot of bizarre orders given to her. And for whatever reason, it seemed her cat burglar knew that…

“Nyaow why’d you stop~? Go on mousy… touch yourself when you look at me…” Stiffening as her brain completely shut off at the commanding order she had been given, Belle didn’t even have time to register what she had been told before her fingers were already rubbing small circles into her dripping lower lips…

Shuddering as realization caught back up with her, the shrunken woman quickly stopped masturbating but, that was met with a loud hiss by Nekomata! Glaring down at the diminutive girl, the feline woman leaned her head closer before huffing loudly. “Meowstress never said you could stop! Little mice who don’t obey their kitty owners aren’t very useful… And a useless little mousy like you only has one purpose if that’s the case!” She growled.

Getting what she was hinting at but still feeling the desire to ask, Belle trembled in what she prayed was fear and not excitement as she asked her next question. “A-A-And what is that u-use?” Seeing the petite girl slowly beginning to smirk, her face inched even closer, separating them by just a hair's breadth apart. She was close enough now to feel the heat radiating off the other woman, and instinctively, the smaller girl leaned in herself.

“Mmm~ The same purpose a mackerel has~” She purred before her lips parted and her tongue sneaked out. Gasping as her body grew ridged, Belle shuddered as she felt Nekomata’s tongue sneak up the length of her frame completely overtaking her naked form.

Lifting the half-inch woman up on her rough tongue, the cat-eared Thiren mewed once more as she gave her flexible organ a sharp flick tossing Belle back onto the bed roughly. Rolling her tongue back in her mouth, the larger woman showed off her purrs as she softly started to moan. “Mmm~ You may be a mouse~ But you certainly taste as good as the tastiest of fish! I may need to change your name from Belle to Breakfast!”

Laying on her back as she stared up in disbelief, Belle could hardly believe what had just happened. ‘S-She licked me…’ Everything was slowly catching up to her, but she still could hardly believe it!

First kidnapped, then toyed with, then threatened! And now tasted? She still wasn’t sure what was even going on! However, as the smaller woman tried to speak, a rather fluffy obstruction crashed into her face smacking her back into the bed once more.

Staring the pinned girl down as she struggled helplessly underneath one of her two tails, the cat Thiren grinned as she watched her frantic movements. It was really beginning to drive her crazy watching something so small wiggling about like that. She couldn’t help her instincts… It was the whole reason she was doing this after all…

“Nyaow, you’re probably wondering why you’re here… It’s pretty obvious to me. But it doesn’t seem you caught on. And frankly, that vexes me greatly!” The lithe girl grumbled. Brushing back fur as she looked up at the naked woman, Belle was still robbed of speech to ask her what she meant as she tried her best not to suffocate underneath the warm appendage. But, it was surprisingly cozy given how cold she had been a moment before…

Raising a finger up and flicking it back and forth in a rebuking manner, Nekomata pouted as she leveled her eyes on Belle’s own. “First, you didn’t pick me when you came here for a room to sleep in. How could you tease me like that?! I would have taken care of you better than Nicole or Anby you know… Then you decided to have some late-night fun… and you didn’t even think to invite me…” Narrowing her eyes at that, the larger Hollow Raider glowered now.

“I’m pretty forgiving, but that was crossing a line! How could you make an exclusive deal with Nicole to sleep with her only?! And you had Anby join in but not me?! That’s unforgivable Belle!” Nekomata snapped genuine displeasure in her tone causing the smaller woman to feel… rather guilty.

Averting her eyes, the video store owner frowned beneath the tail atop her as she thought over the older girl's accusations. ‘I-I guess I kinda did exclude her…’ But, how was she to know Nekomata would have wanted to join in?! It’s not like she said anything!

But, it seemed the catgirl sensed the shrunken woman's denial as she hissed back at her. “Don’t try to pretend I wouldn’t have joined you or I didn’t know what you were getting up to behind closed doors! Everyone knows! Even Billy! Do you think this base is soundproof?! Every night all I hear is screaming coming from Nicole's room! Do you have any idea how frustrating that is?!” Though she looked annoyed, there was genuine hurt on her face now.

But, it went away quickly as the catgirl soon began to smirk. “So, I did what I do best, and took you~ You’re mine now, Belle! Well, at least for tonight since Nicole will freak out in the morning looking for you. So here’s the new deal I’m giving you! And it's non-negotiable!” She snapped, her fangs peeking out past her grinning lips.

Removing her tail and replacing her hold on the smaller woman with her fingertips, Nekomata leaned over the panting girl as she stared up at her blushing brightly. “You, little mousy, are all mine~ You’ll do what this kitty says and you won’t even try to resist me to atone for your rude behavior up until now! Do that, and I’ll consider forgiving you~” The larger girl mumbled, a faint blush dusting her tanned cheeks.

That… seemed far easier than it should have been. ‘I was resigned to having to kiss up to her for months…’ She thought she had actually really upset Nekomata by accidentally excluding her. It wasn’t like she had been trying to! Nicole and Anby had just sort of taken her in that first night and everything since was kind of a blur…

She didn’t talk to Wise more than once in the morning. The rest of the day was usually her being toyed with secretly by one of the two girls before evening came and they retired to the pinkettes bedroom for some fun roleplay…

This experience was completely new to her. Considering she had never even had a partner up until now, could anyone hardly blame her for being caught up in the chaos?! Well, Nekomata had… If there had been any signs the Thiren wanted her or desired her affection, it completely went over the shrunken girl's head. However… Now she had to wonder if Nicole and Anby would be upset with what was happening to her?

‘Well… I-I guess it’s not like we’re in an actual relationship… I think?’ Nicole had said she *owned* her. It was basically just friends with benefits more than anything. Though Anby did seem more attached to her at times, desiring to even feed her by hand during meals they shared together. This… this might get complicated…

Seeing the troubled look on the smaller girl's face, Nekomata stiffened a bit feeling an odd sense of anxiety. ‘Is she thinking it over?!’ She expected Belle to jump at the opportunity to be played with by her, but she looked worried of all things! Did she make a mistake? ‘No, no way! I watched her all week to put her in this corner!’

She had bided her time, letting Belle dig her own grave to make sure this went off in her favor. She had dropped hints to join in or have fun with the smaller girl, all but demanding she come to bed with her!  If the smaller girl had accepted her advances at any point she would have just abandoned her plan to steal her… But she hadn’t. This had to be done…

Moving a finger to the smaller girl’s cheek and stroking down her tender face, Nekomata felt affirmation from her as she watched the shrunken Proxy lean into her touch. That confirmed that she did desire this. So what was the hold up then? But, the answer came to mind a moment later as she watched the dark-haired woman glance towards the door and bite her lower lip. She looked guilty...

Smiling both in amusement and relief, Nekomata leaned her face back down before blowing gently to get Belle’s attention back on her. “Hey~ They won’t mind. Trust me… We Cunning Hares share everything. Anby told you as much. If Nicole throws a fit (which she definitely would), I’ll throw their conversation right back at them the first night you were together. They just have to get used to me joining in with them!”

Blushing brightly, Belle looked away awkwardly now. “Y-You heard that then?” Smirking, the Thiren leaned up as she arched her back in a stretch. “I was hiding in the vents~ Good show by the way. You gave me lots of fun ideas about what I should do with you~ But… rewards only come to good little mousies who obey their kitty owners! Are you going to be a good little mouse for me Belle? Or will I need to demote you to fish instead?” she asked before hooking her index fingers into her cheeks and opening her mouth wide to show off her maw to the tiny woman.

Staring down Nekomata’s throat but not taking her *threats* seriously whatsoever, Belle smiled bemused before deciding to throw caution to the wind. ‘H-Hey, she said it would be fine…’ Nicole would act spoiled sometimes, but she was a sweetheart. If Nekomata told her what she had said to her, the pinkette would blush, make up an excuse, and inevitably agree to let the other member of the Cunning Hares join in on their odd arrangement with her. Anby probably wouldn’t care either way. Nothing really phased her… Unless it was about her food. Then she took extreme exception…

Bowing her head, the shrunken girl tried to bite back a smile as she played the meek *mouse* the cat Thiren wanted her to be. She could roleplay! There were plenty of games she had played that were RPGs! This was just, a lot more on hands… and sexual. Alright, she was nervous… But, she would give it her best shot!

“I-I’ll be a good mousy! P-Please let me make it up to you! I’ll do whatever you want me to!” Hoping she didn’t lay it on too heavy, Belle looked up slightly worried, however, her fears were unfounded as she saw a smug face present on Nekomata as she softly began to purr once more.

“Purrfect~ Now let’s get you strapped in!” That caught her off guard. Giving the larger girl a quizzical look, she only began to giggle as her tails shot down beneath the bed before they dexterously came back up holding an object between her two appendages. It was something Belle recognized instantly having used one many times herself. Though she hadn’t expected to see one here…

Blushing profusely as the dark-skinned neko flashed a bright orange dildo in front of her, her tongue came out briefly as she gave the sex toy an obscene lick across its tip, her catlike eyes flashing back down to Belle as she smirked at her.

“Tell me, mousy~ Have you ever ridden a Gravitron before? Because this ride will be a lot worse, and it doesn’t stop. You also can’t get off. At least, not until I do~”

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“H-H-Hey, I-I’m not sure about this anymore! Can we maybe dial it back please!”

“Nope! You agreed to do whatever I wanted! And this kitty wants the little mousy inside her mouse hole! Make sure you hold your breath~”

Smiling apprehensively as she laid on her back while gazing skyward, Belle quivered with both anticipation and fear as she stared into the bright pink folds of her companion's spread pussy lips. The color was eye-catching with Nekomata’s naturally dark skin to contrast it. It almost hypnotized her in fact…

‘Or I could just be a pervert… Yeah, that sounds more like me…’ Sighing as she tried to calm her irregular heartbeat, the diminutive girl wondered how this would turn out. Attempting to lift her body up resulted in the same outcome it had the last several times she had tried it. She was stuck…

Before being placed onto the tip of the cat Thiren’s dildo, she had dripped some kind of lubricant on top of it. Or, at least that’s what Belle had assumed it had been. It seemed it was actually some sort of adhesive! She couldn’t peel herself off! And now, the hungry mouth above her was eagerly drooling as it anticipated its meal…

Giggling as she wiggled her hips over the shrunken Proxy, Nekomata watched eagerly as she saw Belle’s eyes following her dripping pussy. She couldn’t contain her excitement! And she had made a bit of a game of it. Every so often a drop of her juices would drip down, and she would try to make it land on top of the tiny girl. A little extra lubrication wouldn’t hurt considering where she was going. But, it was probably time she told the eager-looking toy beneath her, where she was actually going.

“You look ready to go inside your mouse hole~ But, this kitty’s been a bit naughty…” Looking past the hovering lower lips radiating heat onto her as she used all the willpower she could muster to stare at the Hollow Raider, Belle’s brow furrowed as she saw a somewhat sinister-looking smirk on the larger girl’s face. With her fangs peeking out like they were… it was enough to set off many, many red flags!

“U-Umm… I-It’s alright? I-I mean, I agreed to this. Heh…” Belle whimpered out timidly. But, Nekomata’s smug face didn’t shift as she gently began to play with her clit, her fingers rubbing small circles into her sensitive flesh bead as her cunning eyes pierced the diminutive woman bound to the sex toy.

“Oh, no~ I’m aware you agreed to be my plaything. But, I might have misled you. You see, I still plan to put you in my mouse hole~ But… that’s not here…” Nekomata all but purred as she leaned forward slightly, her pussy shifting away from Belle as something else took its place hanging over her.

Watching as the larger woman's vagina faded from view, Belle felt her breath hitch as the sight of Nekomata’s puckered anus took its place. As she stared into the large dark hole, wrinkled and winking at her, panic slowly took hold. ‘S-S-She can’t be serious! That’s insane!!!’

But, the cat Thiren didn’t shift position. In fact, she was continuing to lower her ass down onto the dildo. It was aimed directly at her anus too. Sputtering as she tried to struggle against her sticky restraints, Belle cried out in a panic. “W-W-WAIT! WAIT!! Y-YOU CAN’T PUT ME THERE!!! I-I’LL SUFFOCATE!!!”

That only earned her a condescending laugh from the dark-skinned girl as she continued to gyrate her hips in an overly suggestive manner. “Oh please, spare me! You get shoved inside of Nicole and Anby all the time and you come out looking peachy! Whatever happened to you boosted your resilience. I’ll let you know I did my homework. I could crush you, chew on you, drown you, and do just about anything else and you’ll walk away from it the next day. Besides, I can see you rubbing your thighs together you pervert…” The catgirl deadpanned.

Blushing, Belle wanted to refute that… But yeah, she kinda was getting horny watching the petite girl’s asshole coming towards her. Whimpering as she was hit by the pungent odor that had to be coming from inside Nekomata’s ass, the shrunken girl cringed as her face was all but pressed into her slimy flesh. Apparently, she had coated her anus already, because without any resistance at all, the head of the dildo, and by extent she, herself, began to slide in without any obstruction.

“Mmm~ Meow! I’m glad you saw it my way mousy~ Besides. This is the place where all mice end up one way or another you know. I just shortened your journey there!” The Thiren laughed, her hips still gyrating as she worked the overly large toy into her asshole.

Watching all light leave her as an overbearing heat she was all too familiar with by now assaulted her, Belle coughed loudly as her eyes began to water. The stench was overbearing! ‘Eeekkk! My nose is going to shrivel up!!!’ The eye-watering stench of sulfur was all around her. It trickled into her nostrils and horrendously tickled her sinuses! Just what exactly had the catgirl eaten to produce something this foul inside her butt?!

Despite the disgusting aromas in the air, it seemed a little cleaner than she had imagined the inside of a butt to be. She had expected to come face to face with a pile of shit the moment Nekomata pushed her in. But, instead, her body simply slid along the slimy walls of the larger woman's anal cavity.

There was no doubt various things beginning to cling and coat her body she didn’t want to think about. But, it wasn’t as unpleasant as she had assumed this would be. At least that was until she felt the dildo she was on come to an abrupt stop. Trying her best to hold her breath, Belle found it almost impossible. Her body was pinned slightly down on the sex toy so her lower half was pressed into the cat Thiren’s anal walls.

Each pulse from her heartbeat reverberated through her. And each little clench was enough to shove the air out of her! Worse yet, Nekomata probably wasn’t even trying to do it. Her body’s size simply overpowered her unconsciously. She was just too small and weak to resist anything that was about to happen. And, it was beginning…

Quivering on top of her sex toy as she sat with it hilted deep inside her, Nekomata bit her bottom lip in bliss as she felt the toy snuggly wedged up her ass right where it belonged. In truth, this was always her plan. Due to her profession, she often got into trouble. An easy way out for a girl like her when fighting wasn’t an option was to use her body. And, it sort of became a habit to experiment and try new things growing up to learn whatever she could to survive.

At some point, she found that she enjoyed having things deep inside her ass. It was good for smuggling items for sure. But, it also became her preferred way to get off too. And when she saw Belle shrunken for the first time… Well, her mind immediately went to this. And now it had become a reality.

Grinning a crooked grin as a squirt of her excitement came out just from thinking about the Proxy plastered to her sex toy inside her ass, Nekomata softly started to purr as she raised her hips up the length of the obscene dildo. It was nearly ten inches long, and she could fit it all in after years of practice~

Once she came to the tip right before Belle would come out, Nekomata suddenly dropped down, her yowls echoing loudly as she hilted the sex toy back inside her. And by then, she gave up being playful. She would give in to her desires, and Belle would just have to deal with it. She had put her in this state to begin with. So she had no one else to blame but herself…

Screaming as she was suddenly dropped, the sensation of rising and falling assaulted Belle in a way she couldn’t even begin to describe. Each thrust from Nekomata was shoving her harder into her slimy walls! Sweat, filth, and excrement no doubt coated her. And each subsequent thrust on the sex toy made the follow-up happen all the easier because of it!

Sputtering and coughing violently as juices of unknown origin splashed onto and into her face and mouth, a tart sourness greeted the shrunken girl. But she couldn’t resist at all. By the time the dildo had gone in at least ten times, the adhesive that had been applied to her had worn off.

Falling off the sex toy with a scream, the niorette was suddenly smacked hard and shoved deeper up the larger woman's ass. This went on for a while. The loud screams echoing out of Nekomata were like a symphony of her suffering as she was ruthlessly battered inside the Hollow Raider's ass.

Yet despite it all, Belle found herself screaming alongside her, as a painful orgasm was ripped straight from her body from the horrendous treatment she received. Pressed face-first into the cat Thirens anal walls, darkness was all that greeted her as she panted in exhaustion while doing her best to cling to the squishy flesh. If she let go, she would fall back down onto the large sex toy and be slammed again! But, she needed to catch her breath!

‘W-Why… E-Even this feels good… What the hell is wrong with me?!’ She had become such a masochist thanks to Nicole and Anby that now this was making her horny! She had cum not even thirty seconds ago, and she already found herself grinding against her captor's slimy ass as she tried to get off again!

Burying her face into her filthy flesh, Belle softly sobbed as she nuzzled herself closer. She was a lost cause at this point. If even this turned her on, then she was afraid of what would happen when she regained her size. ‘I-I can’t go back to normal…’ If anything, bare minimum, she would be into anal play for the rest of her life thanks to Nekomata…

Groaning in frustration as her meager movements failed to satisfy her, Belle closed her eyes, before letting go and freefalling back down. Smacking hard into the rubbery silicone of the dildo, it took but a second before she was ground and rolled against it and the catgirl’s slimy walls once again, as she desperately tried to chase another orgasm as amazing as the first one had been. As for Nekomata, hers had already come by now.

Screaming loudly as she didn’t even try to attempt to hide her nightly activities with Belle anymore, the cat burglar gave one final thrust into her sex toy as her hips bucked into her bed, her orgasm spraying out onto her sheets as she squirted her release.

Sitting in silence as her loud panting echoed inside her bedroom, sweat beaded off the dark-skinned girl as she stared at her wall in disassociation, her mind still blank after having what had to have been the best orgasm she had ever experienced before. Her whole body felt as light as a feather. And every ounce of stress she previously had, was seemingly amiss. She felt like she was on cloud nine…

As she came back to the present slowly but surely, Nekomata moaned softly as the sensation of something wiggling inside her ass drew her towards what she had just done. ‘Uh oh… Maybe I overdid it…’ She had lost herself in the ecstasy that she had completely forgotten that she wasn’t using a toy but a person!

Cringing as she knew the Proxy would probably have harsh words with her later about her treatment of her, Nekomata just sighed as she flopped onto her back and began to fish out the obscenely large sex toy from her ass. As the bending rubbery rod came out with an audible *pop* noise, the tired girl sighed as she lifted the head of it towards her own head.

“H-Hey, sorry about that. You were just such a wonderful mouse that I kind of lost control and-.” She had begun before noticing immediately that there was a distinct lack of *mouse* atop the dildo where she had been placed before. Blushing as she realized what happened, the cat Thiren scratched her cheek awkwardly before leaning back up and pulling apart her ass cheeks.

“Alright little mousy~ Come on out of your mouse hole! This kitty’s not through with you yet!” Clenching her ass hard as she felt the tiny girl's futile movements, Nekomata blew out her breath through her teeth as she relaxed her anal muscles and forced the smaller woman out of her body. It was hard considering how small she was. But thankfully, Belle’s constant struggles were enough for her to keep track of her.

Her efforts were eventually rewarded though, as a slight fart escaped her ass, along with something else popping out of her gaping hole. Her anus still hadn’t regained its previously small size yet, so it wasn’t hard to have the Proxy slip out without a fuss.

Landing on something both wet and sticky, Belle gazed up bleary-eyed as her vision swirled around her. The lights were bright, and she couldn’t see straight. Her head was also spinning horribly! When the cat burglar told her it would be the worst amusement park ride she had ever been on, she wasn't lying! ‘I-I might throw up…’ Whether that was due to all the bodily organic matter she had been forced to ingest, or the violent motion, who was to say…

By the time the shrunken girl’s head had stopped spinning, a pair of delicate fingers had already pinched her body before lifting her airborne. Staring into Nekomata’s curious face, Belle weakly gave a wave which seemed to cause the giantess to let out a sigh of relief. Had she been worried?

Pressing her free hand against her chest as her anxiety left her, the larger woman smirked as she saw the haggard state she had left the smaller girl in. She was absolutely disgusting! Slime coated her body, causing her hair to be matted and cling to her face. She was a train wreck! But even so, the desire to play with her was still far too strong to ignore. It didn’t matter what she did to her or how she looked by the end of it. Her cat-like instincts simply told her, that her prey was in front of her. And she needed to toy with it…

Grinning slowly as a new idea came to mind, Nekomata sighed, already knowing she would get hell from this when Nicole and the others found out what she was about to do. But honestly, she was already going to get chewed out for putting the person they were charged with protecting up her ass. She was already in the doghouse. She might as well get her dennies worth~

“Nyaow that’s a miserable look on you! I guess this cat dragged in a dirty rat instead of an adorable little mousy~” Nekomata teased. Sighing, Belle just hung her head as her nose twitched from the smell of herself. Her skin was coated in a disgusting tint, and she felt like it would take several dozen showers for even a prayer of coming out half as clean as she had been before going in.

“Yeah, well maybe next time you warn me before you stick me up your butt!” Hearing a loud tsking sound, the diminutive girl glanced back at Nekomata before stiffening as she saw the catgirl looming nearer to her. She was bringing her closer to her face. Or more specifically, her lips?

“Relax, I planned to clean you up. Now quit complaining and let your Meowstress take care of everything. I prepared a special bath just for you~” Growing wide-eyed as the cat Thiren opened her mouth wide, her pearly teeth greeted her in a wholly unsettling way that left the shrunken woman fearful. It didn’t matter how many mouths she went towards, the sensation would always freak her out!

But what came next was even more disturbing. Feeling herself tossed in, Belle let out a cry of surprise as she suddenly splashed down into Nekomata’s mouth! As she had claimed, a pool of saliva was waiting. A rather large one too, indicating she had been pooling her spit the whole time they had been speaking. ‘Well, aren’t I blessed…’

Standing up in the warm spittle as sticky mucus clung to her, Belle scowled as she felt the hot breath of her captor blowing onto her. It reeked of fish! But, given what she had just gone through, it was like a fine perfume compared to the neko’s ass.

“Eww! You tash, sour! Wha a grosh moushy!” Nekomata awkwardly muttered as she began to lap her tongue into Belle’s tiny body. She tasted pretty bad. But, given where she had been, that was to be expected. However, it wasn’t the first time the adventurous woman had tasted something like this. She did have a preference for women after all. And butts in general. If she played her cards right, she would probably be experiencing this same thing again with Belle in no time. And she might be having others join her too.

Closing her eyes and sighing as she felt the massive girl's tongue slapping her body around, Belle didn’t even attempt to resist as Nekomata *washed* her off. In all honesty, it felt kinda good. Leaning into the catgirl’s prickly tongue, the Proxy murmured happily as she traced her fingers over the rough and spiny tongue she hadn’t been expecting to find. It seemed this was another thing the Thiren shared with her cat heritage.

‘Huh, it’s actually cleaning me better than I thought.’ Nekomata’s tongue was scraping off things on her like a loofah would. It wasn’t too hard but just ridged enough to scrub her. Feeling her body pressed into the larger woman’s cheek, Belle soon started to giggle as she hugged the large tongue against herself.

‘Alright, I guess I can forgive her for what she did to me.’ This bath was going a long way towards rectifying her little switcheroo from before. But still, she knew if the cat burglar asked in the future, she would be all too receptive to going up her asshole again. It seemed yet another fetish had formed in her growing list of degeneracy. But, she would cross that bridge when the time came. Right now, she was enjoying the pampering bath!

Smirking as she heard the audible moans of pleasure echoing out from inside her mouth, Nekomata wanted to chuckle, but she was worried that would hurt the smaller girl's ears. So, she bit back her desire to laugh at the cute display happening from within her maw. It was about to end…

“There we go, nice and clean! I can’t taste anything else on you. I guess that means you’ve lost your flavor~” Pouting slightly once the large organ finished, Belle sat on the larger woman's tongue as she saw the strange sights outside the perspective of Nekomata’s mouth. It felt like she was piloting a ship! No, wait… Maybe a mech? It kind of was like that, wasn’t it?

While lost in her thoughts, Belle soon noticed something obscuring her view of the outside world. Looking back, the sight of another mouth greeted her all of a sudden! ‘No, wait… that’s not another mouth. That’s me!’ Gawking as she saw her own reflection, the sight was something else as she saw what it looked like from an outside perspective.

Kneeling naked on Nekomata’s tongue, the tiny woman looked a sore sight with her hair clinging to her face. But, there wasn’t any more filth coating her so she supposed it could have been worse. Either way, why had the catgirl lifted her phone up so she could see herself? But, it was then that she noticed something else…

“U-Umm… N-Nekomata… Why are you recording me?” There was a red light blinking. She was filming her, not showing her what she looked like. That seemed like a red flag. And, as much as she hated to say it, she was correct, as a rather ominous laughter began to echo around her causing the tongue she was on to vibrate and squirm!

“Hehehe~ Sorry little mousy. I know I said I wanted to give you a bath, but that was a lie. The truth is… I just needed an excuse to get you in my mouth. You should know what happens when a mouse enters a cat's mouth, right?” Nekomata giggled. Her tone was playful, but the cat Thiren had already begun to pull her tongue towards the back of her throat as she finished speaking.

Paling, Belle gasped in shock as she felt her body flipped backward towards the larger woman's throat. “W-WAIT! NEKOMATA, ARE YOU CRAZY?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” But, her words fell on deaf ears. With her mouth still open, and the camera still recording, the diminutive girl could watch in real time, as she saw herself being pulled back by the skillful tongue of her giantess captor.

Slipping and sliding as the Thiren’s rough tongue tugged at her flesh, the very bristles she had been praising earlier now gripped her in ways she hadn’t expected as she tumbled back towards Nekomata’s throat screaming.

“End of the line mousy~ Or should I say fishy? I did warn you what would happen if you got demoted, didn’t I? Time to take a dive!” With a final laugh from the gigantic predator, Belle felt her whole world upturned, as Nekomata tilted her head back sending her down towards her throat.

Digging her fingers in, slime coated the noirette's digits, and it made it impossible to stop the decent. Screaming in fear, the tiny womans heart sank, as she fell into darkness down the cat Thirens throat, her powerful muscles tugging at her little body, as if she were nothing more then another piece of food.

*Gulp*

Pulling the phone back for a better angle of her face, Nekomata smiled coyly as her finger traced the tiny lump she held within. Giving a few more gulps, it soon vanished entirely. Opening her mouth once she was finished swallowing Belle, the larger woman extended her tongue out before flashing a peace sign. And with that, she ended the recording.

Licking her lips amused, Nekomata purred softly as she played the video back for herself to enjoy. ‘Heh~ You look so cute like that…’ Belle really was adorable. Her innocent face going from confusion to sheer terror was such a turn-on! It looked like she actually thought she was going to eat her!

‘Well… I guess I technically did.’ But she was going to fish her back out! She just wanted to eat her once! But, this may become a recurring activity. It had been much more fun than even she thought it would be! The recording was just in case Belle actually drew the line there and she never got the chance to experience this again.

Leaning back on her bed as she gave her belly a few hard slaps, the contented Neko cooed as she hit replay on the video again, her fingers traveling down as she began to finger herself. Turning the volume up, the cat Thiren grinned as she caught the smaller girl's screams as she began to fall. It was a film even the video store owner would appreciate if she cared to view it.

‘I’ll be doing this again for sure~’

Belle was made to be abused. And if she tried to put up a fight, this kitten would just have to remind her what happens when mice try to oppose their betters…

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“YOU’RE THE WORST, NEKOMATA!!! HOW COULD YOU EAT BELLE LIKE THAT?!”

“Quit yelling at me! I spit her back up! It wasn’t like I planned to digest her!!!”

“THAT’S NOT THE POINT! AND NO I WON’T STOP YELLING AT YOU! WE WERE PAID TO PROTECT HER! NOT MAKE HER INTO OUR LUNCH!!!”

“I wonder if you’d taste good as a burger topping… Do you think you would make a good condiment?”

“Honestly Anby, I’d prefer not to find out. I’m still a bit shaken up after being swallowed alive…”

Sitting awkwardly on Nicole’s bed as both she, Nekomata, and Anby sat in a circle around her, Belle sighed as she watched the Cunning Hare members going at each other's throats. As expected, when morning came around and the pinkette couldn’t find her she went to go ask Nekomata.

She had found her at that point masturbating on her bed while rubbing her stomach and moaning. It didn’t take long for the truth to come out about what she had done. And then she came out. And the fighting had been going on ever since…

Leaning into Anby as the white-haired swordswoman pet her affectionately, Belle sighed again as she watched Nicole tugging on Nekomata’s cheeks while the cat Thiren pulled on her ponytails, both glaring at one another. Various grievances for all that had happened had already come up, and it seemed everyone more or less agreed that Nekomata had every right as a member of this team to share Belle as they did. Surprisingly it was Anby who defended her after what she had done.

The current catfight was probably an aftershock of sorts. It would pass. ‘Probably. I hope.’ In truth, she wasn’t all that upset about being eaten alive. Sure, she nearly shit herself when it happened. She also screamed, cried, and begged to be let out. But when she heard Nekomata moaning and her heartbeat quickening as she began to pleasure herself… that had sort of led to the shrunken girl doing the same.

‘And damn it if I didn’t get off three whole times before I was spat back up.’ Yet another fetish she now had. This list was becoming a serious problem for her. But, all said and done, things had worked out. She just hoped that with three women wanting to play with her, she could still function properly when all was said and done…

‘I wonder what will happen when I grow back to normal?’ Would she find herself with three girlfriends in a polyamorous relationship? To be honest, she didn’t think this through when she had first agreed to Nicole's terms. But, it was far too late to opt out now…

“Belle, you received a text. Your brother wants a picture and an update.” Anby announced drawing everyone's attention towards her. Shooting one more glare towards each other, Nicole and Nekomata separated as the former huffed grumpily. “This isn’t over! Here, give me the phone. I can take the best picture.”

Not doubting it considering how often Nicole took selfies of herself to send both she and her brother, Belle didn’t protest as she was given a cloth garment to put on. She had still been naked up until then. As the shrunken girl waited while both Anby and Nekomata stood around, their eyes soon went to Nicole as they watched their leader growing irritated with the phone she held.

“What’s wrong?” Anby muttered while peaking over at the screen. “N-Nothing! I-It’s just this is Belle’s phone. I don’t know all the features. We have different models…” In truth, Billy had been the one to send daily updates to Wise thus far. She hadn’t put any thought into how he just knew how to do it.

“Oh for crying out loud! You’re taking a picture on a phone, not rewiring a damaged Bangboo! Give it here!” Nekomata snapped before plucking the device out from Nicole's startled hands. Fiddling with it for a moment, a bright flash escaped the lens before the cat Thiren smugly looked back at her boss.

“There~ Sent! Now will you forgive me?” “OVER TAKING A PICTURE?! LIKE HELL!”

As the two girls started to bicker once more, something soon drew their attention. It was subtle at first. A message popped up. It was probably from Wise. But then, another came. And another. And another. They weren’t stopping!

“Nya?! W-Whats going on? Is it an emergency?!” Nekomata asked. Panicking as she opened the phone up, Nicole’s face went blank for a moment before she grew pale, her eyes hardening as she shot daggers toward the feline woman.

“You, colossal, IDIOT!!! You didn’t send that photo to just Wise!” Looking up in surprise, Belle furrowed her brow before glancing over to the pinkette. “W-Wait, did you accidentally tag someone else in my contacts? Who did you send the photo of me to?” She hadn’t told anybody else what had become of her. So they were probably worried. She could smooth it over with a simple text no doubt.

Grimacing, Nicole showed Belle the phone, before her heart skipped a beat. Feeling sweat bead as panic set in, the shrunken woman slowly nodded. ‘Uh oh…’ Apparently, in her attempts to show up Nicole, Nekomata had clicked on, all contacts. She had just C.C.’d her entire phone with a picture of her shrunken self, with Anby leaning behind her waving! It was easy to tell she had been shrunk with her in it like that!

It would be as clear as day, that something had happened to her. And the dozens of messages flooding in indicated, everyone now wanted answers…

This... This would blow over. She was sure of it… Y-Yeah…

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Victoria Housekeeping

“Alexandria, please summon Corin and Ellen. I believe we were just sent a distress message…”

“Oh dear, you seem on edge Sir Lycaon. What was it?”

“See for yourself.”

Looking down at the phone screen, Rina hummed aloud as her fingers brushed over her pert lips, a smile wavering over her face. “Ara~ So cute~ I guess we do need to rescue her, don’t we?” “Indeed. I’ll begin scouting Miss Proxy’s location. Let’s meet up at 0800 and I’ll brief the others when you arrive.”

Giving a bow, Rina took off as she floated away. It seemed something mysterious was going on. And with the adorable Proxy no less. She couldn’t wait to see how this played out! If they rescued Belle, Phaethon would surely be indebted to them.

‘And you might be personally indebted to me to little one~’

She could hardly contain her excitement~

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Brant Street Construction Site

“S-Sweet Pea! Take a look at this! What’s going on with the Proxy?”

“No clue. I got the picture also. It might be Belle trying to warn us about something. She hasn’t answered my text back. Think we should go check it out?”

“I can’t think of any reason not to! Just look at her! This is Hollow corruption if I ever saw it! She might still be inside of one! I’m getting my babies!”

Nodding to Grace as she took off running, Koleda hefted her heavy hammer onto her shoulder with a scowl on her face. ‘This is a pain…’ They had a lot of work to do today. But there wasn’t a chance Belebog wouldn’t come to Phaethons aid after all they had been through.

Hopefully, Belle would be alright by the time they assembled the crew together to go rescue her. Wherever she was…

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The Outer Ring

“ALL HANDS ON DECK!!! COME ON, WE NEED TO GET GOING, NOW!!!”

“CEASER, WILL YOU STOP SHOUTING! WE’RE ALREADY FUELING OUR BIKES!!!”

*Yawn~* “You’re both yelling actually… I don’t see why. It’ll take a while to reach New Eridu either way. A few minutes here and there won’t change anything if the Proxy is really in a pickle…”

“Damn it, don’t say something so ominous Piper! But still, we are hurrying Caesar! So please try and calm down! Burnice is grabbing all the Nitrofuel as we speak! We’re going in prepared!”

Nodding back at Lucy as she stomped around impatiently, Caesar King grit her teeth as she stared at her cracked phone screen. The picture of a tiny Belle with someone else scared the hell out of them. It just came out of nowehere and they couldn’t get an answer from the tiny girl as to why she sent it!

‘Is it a trap?! Is she in trouble?! Is she being held hostage?!’ As these thoughts traveled through the volatile warlord's mind, her temper soon boiled over once more. “DAMN IT, COME ON!!! LET’S MOVE OUT NOW!!!”

“YOU’RE SCREAMING AGAIN! KNOCK IT OFF!!!”

*Yawn~* *Sigh*

They’d find her eventually…

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Section Six

“Look at her Nagi! I bet I could swallow her whole with one bite! Do you think she tastes good at that size?!”

“S-Soukaku! She’s not food! You shouldn’t joke about something like that! Clearly, she’s in some sort of trouble. How should we proceed?”

“Heh, she’s just a little small. It’s not like we haven’t seen Hollow corruption like this before. It should wear off on its own as it has with other reported cases. I’d say just leave her alone and let it sort itself out.”

“You aren’t just saying that so you don’t need to work, are you Harumasa? Because Miss Belle and her brother have done much to aid Section Six! You wouldn’t be putting the pride of our organization on the line because you don’t feel like working, would you?”

“H-Hey now! I wasn’t suggesting that! M-Maybe just wait for a text back or something, that’s all!”

Hearing the other's words as her eyes stayed transfixed on the image on her phone, Miyabi said nothing as she gazed at Belle sitting awkwardly on a bed with someone behind her. It was a strange image to receive. But one thing was for certain. She didn’t like the thought of Belle being alone while so vulnerable. It was her department's duty to protect the weak. This case was no different. And, she also had an attachment to her too, which made the decision far simpler than it needed to be.

“Yanagi, notify the rest of the department. We leave at once.” As everyone looked at Miyabi in surprise, no one tried to dispute her decision as they got to work. Even Harumasa seemed to have a fire lit under him by her words. Possibly from being chewed out moments before, but that was beside the point.

Staring back down at her phone, the fox Thiren steeled herself in silence. She didn’t know what she would find when they located Belle. But she would protect her. No matter what stood before her, she would be her guardian…

To be continued…?

 "Goodness me, you're shivering sweetie. Do you need something to wear?"

"N-No I'm fine! I-I'm just, still a bit surprised that I'm here of all places… and so suddenly at that…"

"Ara Ara Is that all? It really shouldn't come as such a surprise to you, Belle. Victoria Housekeeping keeps close tabs on all their VIP clients. And I would say Phaethon falls under that category for life. To be honest, I'm more surprised you didn't reach out to us when you had your accident. We would have been more then happy to lend a hand, as we've done now…"

Nodding along stiffly as she sat huddled in a pristine white handkerchief, Belle smiled awkwardly as she watched the colossal maid known as Alexandrina Sebastiane floating around the room they were in as she collected various objects on a silver platter. As for how she got here… that was, a bit of a mess. One she was responsible for…

"M-Miss Rina, just to make sure… Are you sure that Nicole and the others will wake up alright? You kind of went… overboard when you attempted to rescue me…" That was putting it mildly of course…

As most nights began while staying with the Cunning Hares, Belle had been neck deep inside one of them being used as their female members exclusive sextoy. A role she was a bit too enthusiastic to accept. But that's where the night took a decisive twist she hadn't anticipated. And who could blame her?

After cumming and basking in the afterglow, Nicole had been ready to doze of as she went to get her, and that's when a pair of floating Bangboo came down and snatched her from between her guardian's thighs! By the time her friend had registered something had taken her, it was already too late…

Wincing as she remembered Nicole screaming as lighting coursed through her before she passed out, the shrunken girl rubbed the back of her head in embarrassment. 'It's a miracle the other members didn't barge in when they heard Nicole's voice… But that's probably my fault too. So, I guess I helped them?' It wasn't of much comfort considering that screaming women was common in their base once Belle had started staying there on a semi-permanent basis…

Looking back at Rina as the maid began to float over towards her once again, the older woman wore a kind smile as she bent down and set the large platter in front of the diminutive proxy. "Oh dear… You're still worried about your friend? I do apologize again, sweetie. When I arrived at your location we had received from our sources, my precious babies saw you being used by her and told me you were being tortured. I jumped in without thinking… But it's alright. Your friend will wake up fine, if a bit numb perhaps." She giggled.

Scratching her cheek as she forced a grin herself, Belle quietly nodded as a thimble was placed down in front of her containing what smelled like some kind of tea. Picking up the hefty bucket between her hands, the tiny girl carefully drank before her eyes lit up. "Wow, that's good! Thanks Rina!" She usually drank water since the accident. So having someone serve her tea was an unexpected treat.

Pressing her hands between her bosoms and bowing, Rina smiled as she moved over to the loveseat the tiny girl was seated on before she joined her. "It's my pleasure sweetie~ Victoria Housekeeping always offers the utmost service to our guests. And I'd say your stay will be particularly special. Sir Lycaon saw to it in person to notify your brother about your change of residence. So, while you're under our care, you'll be pampered like a baby."

Smiling awkwardly, Belle silently nodded once more as she continued to drink from the thimble. 'I would have said princess, and not infant. But the sentiments are nice.' She trusted them completely just like she did with The Cunning Hares. If Lycaon had gone out to talk with Wise, he would make sure that everything was smoothed over. 'Sorry bro, I hope I didn't give you a heart attack when you found out I was taken from Nicole and the others…'

Looking up at Rina as the larger maid continued to smile down at her, Belle set the thimble down as she began to clear her throat from the creamy drink. "S-So…. I'll uh, be staying here for a bit, right?" receiving a cheerful nod from Alexandrina, Belle softly sighed before hanging her head.

'Well, that's… kind of disappointing…' She had hoped that they would return her to the Cunning Hares once she explained what had been going on and that she hadn't been kidnapped like they had initially thought. But, Lycaon had been adamant that she stay there for a few weeks before she relocated to a new safehouse. And his logic was warranted…

Nekomata had royally screwed up when she had blasted her photo online. That had been a week ago and she had to have Fairy hard reset her phone and change her number after the inboxes of her text, call, email, and interknot were filled to the max! Apparently the inboxes were somewhere in the hundreds of thousands as her contacts spread the information and more people began to leak it before it was a literal disaster!

While she had wanted to just stay with Nicole, Anby, Billy, and Nekomata until it all blew over, Victoria Housekeeping vehemently opposed that idea, making it clear that her safety was jeopardized now that more than half of New Eridu knew about what had happened to her. At first, it had seemed like a stretch, but then she got more information none of them had even known…

'Ether shrinking, as it's called, is a common condition for those who experience severe corruption at the threshold of transformation. It could last as short as a week, or as long as several years. Some cases reportedly claimed that it didn't have a cure since several victims who were under twenty-four-hour surveillance and care had been in that state for over ten years. This is where we reach the issue at hand. Those who've contracted this rare condition are seen as immensely valuable to the right people. Or in the case I'm stating… clients. There is a high rate of human trafficking for people who've shrunken Miss Belle. As the head of Victoria Housekeeping, I cannot allow anything to befall either you or your brother. So, I must insist that you stay in our care until preparation for a new safe location can be prepared. I've already notified your brother of my concerns and plan to fill him in personally. Now, please excuse me.'

Shuddering as she recalled the explanation Sir Lycaon had relayed to her, the smaller girl pulled her handkerchief tighter around her naked body. 'I would have never known that either shrunken victims were human trafficking targets.' If Nicole and her friends hadn't been so reclusive about her out of fear she might get hurt, someone may have found out about her. The Cunning Hare's clientele were… kind of shady. If it meant profit, they would most likely sell her out if they saw something as valuable as her sitting on one of their shoulders or palms.

But despite all of that, the smaller girl sulked in sadness at the loss of her previous company. 'Nicole… Anby… Nekomata…' She REALLY hated that she couldn't be used as their toy anymore! It was wild to think that, but she almost didn't care if her life was at risk if it meant that she got to be their private toy again! 'I must be a masochist, wanting to risk my life like this…' It was almost funny… almost…

"Oh dear, what's upsetting you, sweetie? If the tea not to your tastes? I can fetch you something else to drink. Perhaps you're hungry? I can whip up something for you to eat if you like! Or are you just tired? It is rather late in the evening. Not to mention I took you from your bed. Sleeping arrangements have been prepared by myself already, so I can take you there at once if that's what you wish. Just tell me what you desire, and I'll make it so~".

Almost jumping in surprise when she realized she wasn't alone in the room, Belle blushed as she saw the earnest maid staring down at her with an overly caring expression. "Heh… s-sorry Rina. I just got lost in thought. The drink you brought me was perfect! Though I don't think I can finish it all in one sitting. I am kind of sleepy, but honestly, I don't think it will come. I… don't sleep well in unfamiliar beds. And as for food…" Belle paused before doing her best to hide the grimace that was creeping up her face.

"I-I'm f-full! N-Nicole and the others fed me lots!" Belle laughed, her face turning away quickly as it began to turn pale. 'Crap! I didn't think about how I'll eat while I'm here! Please come back Sir Lycaon!' She didn't want to even think what Rina might try and feed her if she accepted her offer of food.

Watching as a large hand came down and plucked up the thimble from in front of her, the smaller girl looked back up as she saw Rina's usual caring expression as she eyed the small finger piece. "Ara~ I guess that means something else is upsetting you sweetie. You know that you can always talk with me about anything, right?"

Feeling the hair on the back of her neck rise, an odd sense of unease came over Belle as she saw the intense look being given to her. 'W-What, does she want me to say?' It had come out sounding caring. But there was some other meaning to Alexandrina's words. And those eyes hadn't left her as she peered down at the minuscule woman.

Rubbing the back of her head as she laughed dryly, Belle quickly nodded. "I-I'll consider that Rina. But, really, there's nothing wrong!" That seemed to be the wrong answer though as the colossal maids smile fell and she stared the tiny girl down. It wasn't an angry look. More like one full of disappointment…

"Shame… I thought it might have been about the change of status you'll be receiving here. Perhaps I was wrong?" Rina muttered, her eyes focusing on the thimble as she turned it back and forth between her index finger and thumb.

Furrowing her brow, Belle was flummoxed now. "Change of status…? I'm sorry, what do you mean?" Hearing a gentle laugh escape the older woman's lips, Rina upended the thimble causing its contents to spill out much to the shrunken girl's confusion. "Yes, your status. You were under the protection of The members of the Cunning Hares. I think the temporary role they assigned for you… What was it? Ahh! It was sex toy, correct?" Rina smiled cheerfully.

Paling, Belle blushed bright red before sputtering. "R-R-Rina, y-you got it wrong! I-I mean, sure you saw me being used by Nicole in bed! B-But that was- "Shutting up instantly as she thimble was slammed down in front of her loudly, the smaller proxy quivered before her beading eyes shifted back to Rina as she saw the disapproving look worn by the colossal woman.

"What it was, sweetie, is nothing short of disrespectful! The Cunning Hares took on a job, and it was to meet your needs. Not to use you for there's…" Her words were cold, and she seemed like she wouldn't budge on the issue. Hanging her head dejectedly, Belle fell silent unsure of how to even respond.

'R-Right… she did catch me and Nicole… well… doing it.' It was an everyday activity for her that she kind of took for granted that it was something that would shock or even disgust anyone else. Or at least that's what she had assumed… But then, Alexandrina continued to speak…

"It's a disgrace to treat your client as your personal plaything! Rest assured, you will be treated as you should be while you're under my care. And that means you'll be pampered like a baby~"

Blinking slowly, Belle looked back up at Rina before stiffening as she stared into the older woman's face. 'W-W-Wait… W-What's happening?' Quivering in her seat as she looked into Rina's eyes, there was a new expression there that she had never seen the maid wear before. It could be summed up in two words. Covetous, desire. It was a look, she had seen Nicole, Anby, and Nekomata give her respectfully. And it was one she would never have expected to see Rina wearing!

"U-Umm… c-could you, elaborate please?" That earned her a laugh. Giggling softly, the older maid reached her fingers out before her fingertips gently began to caress the shrunken girl's cheek. It was exceptionally tender in a way that made Belle quickly realize she had experience with this!

'Wait a second… She held me perfectly when we were walking here too!' Feeling like an absolute fool as it finally dawned on her, the smaller proxy had completely failed to realize that her situation had changed. But perhaps the perks hadn't. Rina, after all… was experienced with handling Shrunken victims. She had been demonstrating this all night every time she touched her. And it wasn't until she gave her that look, she realized it…

Blushing even brighter, the tiny girl wanted to crawl into a hole and be alone. 'Why am I so bad at this?!' It was the Cunning Hares all over again! She had gotten PLENTY of signals that they wanted to do stuff with her but were waiting for her to allow it. And so had Rina… In her own way of course. And it seemed her patience had waned.

"Ara~ Ara~ You poor thing. You're certainly slow on the uptake. My, my, what am I to do with you? I fear your inexperience with others is quite apparent. But, for a widdle baby like you, I suppose it's alright. That's why I'm here to pamper you after all~" Rina giggled.

Feeling a creeping suspicion come over her now as the Victoria maid referred to her as an infant once again, Belle cleared her throat before speaking up. "U-Umm.. Miss Rina? You, keep calling me a baby… Is there a reason for that? I know I'm small, but not exactly like that…"

Letting out an airy sigh as she shook her head, the older woman reached her fingers out once again before they tenderly started to caress the smaller girl's cheeks and chin causing her to lean into it happily. She hadn't been how touch starved she had been! 'Damn! Down Belle! Y-You could still be wrong you know. M-Maybe Miss Rina's just… kind?' That was a poor excuse, and she knew it but come on! She needed something more concrete before she tried anything that could potentially damage her relationship with the older woman.

And yet… as her head was lovingly pet by the larger woman's finger, the tiny girl sunk into her fingers moaning. "Now why wouldn't I call my baby what she is? I am your mommy now after all. If you weren't my precious little one, how could I possibly pamper you? You are my widdle baby, right?" Rina whispered in her cutesy tone again, her fingers peeling away the handkerchief as she began to lovingly caress the smaller girl's entire body in an indescribable way.

Groaning as she melted into Rina's fingers like she was made of butter, the shrunken girl soon started to whimper as she felt the otherworldly pleasure tickling her every pore! 'I-Is that static?!' quivering as light traces of electricity started to dance over her skin, Belle couldn't resist at all as she was massaged in a way she knew would ruin her for all future masseuses in New Eridu…

"Y-Yes… Y-Yes! I-I.. I-I'm y-your baby! A-Ahhh!" Stuttering as she trembled from the experienced maid's inhuman fingers lavishing her naked form, Belle soon screamed as she felt an orgasm she hadn't even known was coming suddenly climax out of her!

Slumping into Rina's hands as the heavy petting ceased, the purple static that had been present faded away leaving the shrunken woman utterly exhausted as she came down from the high of what had to have been the most jaw-dropping massage of her whole life! 'W-Was that even a massage?! W-Well… I guess I did get a happy ending…' Maybe she was closer to the mark then she had thought…

As she heard Rina giggling above her, Belle lifted her weak head up as she stared into the older woman's eyes. They were full of knowing as she smiled back at her. It was clear that Belle was hers now. Just as she had been for Nicole, Anby, and Nekomata before her.

"Such an honest widdle baby~ Good. I expect honesty from my precious little ones. But there is one thing you still need to do for me…" Nodding slowly as she clung to the maids every word, Belle licked her lips as she found her voice.

"Y-Yes, M-Miss Rina?"

Watching as a finger came down towards her face, Belle gasped softly before whimpering as Alexandrina's tip gently started to caress beneath her chin. She could do nothing. Absolutely, nothing… as she leaned into her touch. She was completely dominated. And all it took, was a few flicks of the experienced woman's fingers…

"Ara~ Ara~ That name you keep calling me… That won't do. I expect my baby to call me Mommy. Be a good girl and remember that. Now~ Let's get you to that bed I prepared! I think it's time I tuck my precious little one in for the night."

Floating off the loveseat as she wore a smile, Rina soon began to float off, as she took the submissive girl with her up the stairs. Though she was taking her to a bedroom. She did hope that her little one didn't fall asleep too soon.

It had been far too long since she had last got to play with someone like her. And the fact it was Belle, only turned her on even more… She would get her fill…

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The bedroom Rina had prepared was… not what Belle had expected. She had braced herself for something sterile and minimalist given Victoria Housekeeping's reputation for immaculate presentation. What she got was something far more personal. The bed was enormous. Genuinely, absurdly enormous. It could have comfortably fit five or six people, and the sheets were a deep burgundy silk that looked obscenely expensive. Plush pillows were arranged in clusters, and the frame itself was carved wood with an almost antique elegance.

'W-What the hell kind of bed is that?! You could fit a whole family on there!' Sitting rigidly in Rina's palm as the maid floated through the doorway, Belle's eyes darted around the room. It was a bedroom. A normal, if overly lavish, bedroom. Just a massive bed dominating the space, flanked by elegant nightstands and soft ambient lighting.

"Ara~ Do you like it? I had the bed specially commissioned. It needs to be this size to fit all my little ones comfortably when we sleep together. But in your case, I think there will be more room then normal tonight." Rina's voice was honeyed as she carried the naked girl towards the bed, setting her down on the silk sheets. The fabric was impossibly soft against Belle's skin. “You wait right there while I get changed and then you can sleep right beside Mommy tonight~”.

Going over the older woman’s words, a shiver ran through Belle as she looked over the continental sized bed she now found herself on. 'All her little ones?' The phrasing stuck out. Plural. How many people had Rina done this with? ‘And how many of them were shrunken like I am?’ Before she could ask, the maid was already floating towards a nearby dresser, humming a lullaby as she retrieved something.

"I-I'm fine sleeping on my own, Rina! Really! You don't have to-" The words died in her throat as Rina turned back around. The older woman had removed her outer uniform jacket, leaving only a thin camisole that did little to conceal her generous figure. It had been so fast it left the younger girl gaping! Experience like that was something few possessed. But Rina had it in spades. But, there was something else to her outfit the shrunken girl had initially missed. In her hands was an object Belle recognized immediately.

A baby's rattle. A normal, full-sized rattle. The kind meant for an actual infant. In Rina's elegant fingers, it looked almost comically quaint. Pastel colored, with little beads inside that made a soft tinkling sound when moved.

Floating back to the bed, Rina settled herself onto the mattress before holding the rattle up, shaking it gently near Belle. The tinkling sound filled the room, and the tiny girl felt her face heat up at the implication.

"I-I'm not a baby, Rina! I don't need a rattle!" Belle cried out flustered. The protest came out weaker than she intended it to sound, but she couldn’t help it! Something about the soft sound and Rina's warm smile was making it hard to maintain her defiance. Seeing her in that outfit as she continued to gently shake the infants toy made the shrunken girl shiver. Rina had really meant it hadn’t she when she called her, her baby…

"Tut tut~ Of course you're Mommy's baby. You're my widdle precious baby, and babies love their rattles." Rina shook it again, this time more playfully, the beads dancing inside. "Doesn't that sound nice? Such a pretty little noise for such a pretty little baby."

Blushing redder as her whole body lit up, Belle knew her words were turning her on. However, her adult mind refused to accept this! There had to be lines she couldn’t cross… right? "Stop shaking that! I-I'm not-" Belle tried to say, but Rina just giggled and continued, the tinkling cutting through Belle's protests like they were nothing every time she spoke up causing the tiny girl even more embarrassment.

"Shh, shh. No throwing a tantrum. It’s bedtime now sweetie. Mommy knows what her baby needs even if she doesn’t. All you need to do from now on, is just listen to Mommy..." Setting the rattle down beside her, Rina's fingers moved to the straps of her camisole, sliding them down her shoulders. The garment loosened, and Belle watched with widening eyes as the maid revealed more of herself. Seeing the tiny proxy speechless, Rina wore a knowing smirk as she gently cupped one of her now exposed breasts. "Mommy knows her widdle baby must be hungry after such a long night. Come here, sweetie."

Shivering as her arousal grew from the erotic display, Belle’s mind frantically caught up to her bodies libido before she blinked repeatedly and recalled what had just been said. 'W-Wait, is she going to-' The camisole was pulled down further, and Rina's breast was exposed. Full, pale, with a rosy nipple that seemed to be… leaking? A thin bead of milk had formed at the tip and was slowly trailing downward.

Going slack jawed at the sight, Belle was left utterly speechless. ‘S-S-SHE’S LACTATING?! H-HOW THE…’ Feeling her mind failing to comprehend what was now going on, the inplications of her being a *baby* fully began to set in. Rina had been serious. And In every way it now seemed. "M-Miss Rina! I-I'm not actually a baby! I-I don't need- I can't- You can't expect me to-" Failing to finish her sentences as she tripped over her own tongue, Belle finally shut her mouth as she cupped her face in shame. That however only served to amuse the older woman as she let out a gentle chortle.

"Ara~ Ara~ Hush now. Mommy knows what her baby needs." Scooping Belle up with one hand, Rina brought the tiny girl towards her chest. The warmth radiating from her skin was intoxicating, and the scent of lavender and milk filled Belle's nostrils as she was pressed against the soft flesh. It was such a swift motion, further confirming that Alexandrina knew perfectly how to handle someone as small as her.

"R-Rina, please! This is too much! I-I'm a grown woman! I-I can't drink- Mmph!" Her protests were cut off as her face was guided to the nipple. It pressed against her lips, and the milk that touched them was warm and sweet. Despite every intention to resist, Belle's mouth opened reflexively.

'W-Why am I-' But the thought scattered as she latched on and began to suckle. The milk flowed readily, rich and creamy, and it tasted... good. Really good. Her hands gripped the flesh around the nipple as she drank. Wanting to cry as she she folded so completely the moment a nipple was placed in front of her, Belle softly began to cry as she was made to nurse from the larger womans chest like a small infant would.

"That's it~ Good girl. No tears now! None of that. Drink up for Mommy." Rina's fingers cradled the back of Belle's head, stroking gently as she nursed. Then, with her free hand, she picked up the rattle again.

*Shake shake shake.*

The tinkling sound filled Belle's ears, and she felt a fresh wave of humiliation wash over her. She was breastfeeding from the woman while being serenaded by a baby's rattle. The combination was deliberately infantilizing, and Rina knew exactly what she was doing. It was clear to Belle now, that this was meant to humiliate her. But… it was due to that, she felt herself growing hot between her legs. Why was this turning her on so much?!

"Such a hungry widdle baby~ Listen to the pretty rattle, sweetie. That's Mommy's little girl." *Shake shake shake.* "Does my baby like the sound? It helps you drink, doesn't it? Good babies drink all their milkies when they hear their rattle." Contining this as she watched the shrunken girl greedily helping herself to her milk, Rina’s smile widened unnaturally as she shivered in pleasure from the sight.

'N-No... stop...' Begging herself to stop as her stomach started to hurt from ingesting to much milk all at once, Belle clenched her eyes painfully shut. But her suckling only intensified, the sound and the milk and the warmth combining into something she couldn't fight. It was making her eyelids grow heavy. Wobbling on her feet, the sound of the rattle continued its gentle rhythm further lulling her into a sense of fatigue that hadn’t been there before.

"Shh, shh. Mommy's here. Mommy's got her precious baby." Rina's voice was a lullaby itself as she held the nursing girl. *Shake shake shake.* "You're such a good girl, Belle. Mommy's so proud of you. Drink all your milk like a good widdle baby." Pressing a finger into the back of the girl’s head to make sure she stayed like that, Rina bit her bottom lip lustfully as she saw the smaller girl beginning to flail, milk splashing around all over her face and body as it continued to flow from her breast like a river.

And why wouldn’t it? She had stimulated her nervous system with electricity to keep producing oxytocin inside her brain. Which of course, meant she produced more milk whenever her nipples were stimulated. The tap would never run dry no matter how much she fed someone. It was a perk she greatly relied on to get her way when it came to feeding time for her babies~.

A small, muffled sound escaped Belle's mouth around the nipple. It might have been a protest. It might have been contentment. She wasn't sure anymore. The milk was making her drowsy, and the rattle was making her feel small. Smaller than she already was. Like she really was just a baby who needed her mommy...

"That's it~ Drink up and go to sleep for Mommy. Tomorrow, you'll meet your sister. You two will get along so well." *Shake shake shake.* The last thing Belle heard before drifting off was the soft tinkling of the rattle and Rina's gentle humming.

'Not... a baby...' But the thought was weak, and sleep claimed her before she could form another. By the time the proxy had fallen over passed out, Rina had already shifted their position, keeping hr baby pressed snugly in between her breasts.

“There~ Right where you belong little one. Mommy will be having a lot of fun with you tomorrow. Don’t you worry.”

It was the job of every maid to service their clients appropriately. And what else was a mother to do then take care of her little ones? She would have to thank Sir Lycaon for giving Belle to her. Even if he hadn’t known what the outcome would be by sentencing her to Rina’s *loving* care.

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Belle didn't know how long she slept, but when she woke, it was to warmth and softness. The silk sheets were wrapped around her, and for a moment, she forgot where she was. Then the memories flooded back, and she groaned.

'Right. Victoria Housekeeping. Rina. The... breastfeeding. The rattle.' Her face flushed crimson. She had actually nursed from another woman like a baby while Rina shook a rattle and cooed at her. And she had enjoyed it. What was wrong with her? It had to have been a dream, right? A very… VERY, vivid wet dream...

"There's my widdle baby~ Did someone sleep well?"

Flinching at the voice, Belle looked up to see Rina sitting on the edge of the bed, already watching her with that tender, possessive smile. That had sadly confirmed Belle’s worst fears. The maid was dressed in a fresh uniform, looking immaculate as always. The rattle sat on the nightstand beside her, a silent threat if she ever saw one. It promised a repeat of last night by its very presence there now...

Stretching out weakly as her body creaked and popped, Belle let out a loud yawn before rubbing her eyes weakly. "I-It's morning? How long was I out for Rina?” She didn’t remember falling asleep. Only what they had done together before everything went blank. But that was pretty common when somebody played with her. Even if Rina’s *play* had been rather unique compared to the Cunning Hares.

"About nine hours, sweetie. You needed your rest. Mommy made sure you were comfortable." Reaching down, Rina scooped the tiny girl up and cradled her against her chest. "Now, it's time for breakfast. And then you'll meet your sister."

Taken aback by her words, Belle felt her mind racing a mile a minute as it warred over the thought of being served food made by Rina, and the comment that she now had a sibling she never knew of. "B-Breakfast? Umm… sister? Rina, I’m kina confused-” She started before shutting up as she saw a reprouchful look suddenly directed her way. “W-W-What is it?!”

The look Rina gave her silenced any further protest, but also left her feeling like she had done something wrong. But, she got that answer a moment later. “You called me Rina… Hmm, funny… I could have sworn my name was Mommy. Why would my baby call me by my first name? I think, you need a reminder who you belong to...” Her eyes flicked towards the rattle on the nightstand. The implication was clear. Belle swallowed hard at the not so subtle threat before quickly correcting herself and nodding weakly.

“S-Sorry, Mommy! It won’t happen again!”

"Good girl. Now, let's go get you nice and fed~."

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Breakfast had been another breastfeeding session. Rina had shaken the rattle the entire time, cooing and teasing Belle as she nursed. "That's it, good baby~ Drink all your milk for Mommy. Listen to the rattle, sweetie. Good babies drink faster when they hear it." Belle had tried to block out the sound, but it was impossible. The tinkling drilled into her skull, reinforcing her helplessness with every note.

'At least the milk is good...' It was a pathetic consolation, but it was all she had. The worst part was how full and satisfied she felt afterward. Rina's body seemed perfectly adapted for this, producing milk readily and abundantly. As if she had done this many times before. But, if it were her breast milk or her cooking, there was a clear and decisive winner!

Once "breakfast" was finished, Rina had carried her through the halls of Victoria Housekeeping's guest quarters. The way she moved was so fluid through the air it was almost mesmerizing to be a part of it. But, she still didn’t know where they were headed. ‘I wonder if this is about that whole sister thing she mentioned before…’

As she pondered this silently to herself in Rina’s hands, the maid swiftly turned a corner as she came upon a room she had never seen before tucked far away in the Victoria Mansion. Belle could hear something ahead. A voice. Soft, stuttering, and distinctly nervous. As the maid got nearer towards it, the door suddenly burst open!

"I-I'm sorry, Miss Rina, I-I tried to stay in my room like you asked but I-I heard noises and I was worried something happened! So, I came back here to hide! I’m sorry! Please don’t be made at me! I promise I won’t-"

"It's quite alright, Corin. Come here, dear. Were you scared and alone all night hiding in here waiting for Mommy to show up? Ara~ Sorry sweetie. Mommy was very busy last night and couldn’t make it. But, I have someone I want you to meet."

Pushing her way into the room, Belle's eyes landed on the source of the voice she had heard practically having a breakdown. A young woman with silver hair and tired eyes stood in the new room, fidgeting with her hands. She was wearing a maid uniform similar to Rina's, though her posture was hunched and uncertain. This of course, was Corin Wickes. As their eyes met, however, Corin froze as if unsure of what she was seeing was real or imaginary.

"Is that... Oh. Oh my. Is that Miss Belle? She's so..." Corin's voice trailed off as she peered at the girl in Rina's palms. Her eyes were wide, taking in the sight with an expression that was hard to read. Shock? Curiosity? Embarrassment? Something else?

"That's right, Corin. This is your new baby sister." Rina presented Belle like a prize, holding her out for inspection. Gawking, Belle looked up at Rina shocked but the wide grin the older woman wore made it clear she wasn’t joking. "Belle, Corin here has been my baby for quite some time now. I expect you two to get along."

'B-Been her baby?!' Belle's mind raced. Corin wasn't shrunken. She was full-sized. Which meant Rina's "baby" treatment wasn't just for shrunken victims. It was a dynamic she imposed on anyone she deemed needed her care. And Corin apparently accepted it? Just how low were was her self esteem that she let Rina get away with treating her like a literal baby?!

But, if Corin minded, she didn’t protest or make a fuss of any kind. It was as if she just accapted Rina’s words at face value as she looked back at Belle with a timid smile. "I-It's nice to meet you, little sis." Corin gave a small bow, her eyes still fixed on the tiny girl. "I-I'm sorry you ended up in this situation. Miss Rina has told me about what happened. I-If there's anything I can do to help..."

"Corin, dear." Rina's voice took on a firmer edge. "What did Mommy tell you about how to greet her?" The silver-haired maid stiffened, a blush creeping across her face. "R-Right. I'm sorry, Mommy." Deciding to change the subject out of fear of upsetting the older woman any further, Corin quickly turned back to Belle before stepping forward. Leaning down and pressing her lips against Belle's forehead in a gentle kiss, the timid teenager quickly leaned back with a bright blush dusted over her pale cheeks. "W-Welcome to the family, little sister."

Sputtering at the kiss, Belle looked between Corin and Rina in disbelief. 'She just kissed me like I was actually a baby! And she called herself my sister!' This was insane! Completely insane! And yet, here she was, naked in a giant woman's arms being introduced as a baby sibling. And Corin just accepted everything as if there were no problems at all?! What was this twisted dynamic they had going?!

"Good girl, Corin. Now, let's all go to Mommy's room. Mommy has plans for her two little ones today. No more hiding~”.

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Back in the oversized bedroom, Rina settled herself on the massive bed and patted the space beside her. "Corin, sit with Mommy. And bring your sister." Obediently, Corin climbed onto the bed and sat beside Rina, accepting Belle into her own hands. The tiny girl was held awkwardly in the silver-haired maid's trembling palms, looking up at two giant faces that were both looking at her with very different expressions. Rina wore one full of warmth and maternal love on her face. Corin’s on the other hand seemed more akin to nervous guilt.

"Now then, I think it's time for some proper bonding." Rina reached over and stroked Corin's cheek. "Mommy's so proud of you for being such a good big sister. And I know my widdle baby is hungry again, aren't you?" This last part was directed at Belle, who shook her head frantically. "I-I'm not hungry! I-I just ate! Rin-, M-Mommy, please-"

"Ara~ Babies are always hungry if Mommy says they are..." Rina giggled as she began unbuttoning her uniform. "Now, Mommy is going to feed both her babies together. Isn't that nice? You'll get to nurse right next to your sister."

Gawking in unison, both Belle and Corin looked to one another as their faces lit up red. "Both of us?" Corin's voice was small. "A-At the same time?" the proxy finished, her body heating up in a weird way at the implication. This felt so perverse and wrong for some reason! But Rina didn’t seem to care as she continued freeing her breasts from her clothes.

"That's right, dear. Mommy has two breasts for a reason. Two babies, two breasts. It's perfect!" Removing her top fully, Rina exposed both breasts, each full and heavy with milk before she patted her lap. "Corin, lie down with your head in Mommy's lap. And bring Belle with you."

Corin obeyed silently, shifting until she was lying on her back with her head pillowed against Rina's thighs. Belle was held against Corin's chest, looking up at the twin mounds of flesh above her. From this angle, the scale was staggering. Rina's breasts were mountains, and the tiny girl was about to be fed from one of them alongside a full-sized woman.

"Good girl. Now nurse, Corin. Show your sister how it's done." Guiding Corin's head towards her right breast, Rina watched as the silver-haired maid latched on and began to suckle obediently and with no fight at all as if she had done this hundreds of time. After a moment, a soft, content sigh escaped Corin's lips, her eyes fluttering closed.

'She's really doing it...' Belle watched in a mixture of horror and fascination as Corin nursed. The maid's face had transformed from anxious to peaceful in an instant. This was clearly a deeply ingrained routine for her. Perhaps this was one way she handled her anxiety. It just happened to be two birds one stone that it was also something Rina deeply desired too. But, her attention had shifted to looking at the shrunken girl next.

"And now for my other widdle baby." Rina's hand closed around Belle, lifting her up and bringing her towards the left breast. The nipple was already leaking, a thin trail of milk running down the curve of the flesh. "Here you go, sweetie. Drink up with your sister."

"I-I'm not- Mmph!" She tried to speak before the nipple pressed against her face, and Belle's mouth filled with warm milk before she could finish. She latched on instinctively, the taste too good to resist, and began to suckle alongside Corin. ‘WHAT IS THIS INSTINCT INSIDE ME?!’ Why was her body so willing to comply to this?! What was wrong with her?

*Shake shake shake.*

The rattle... Rina had picked it up with her free hand and was shaking it above both of them both now silencing all panic in the shrunken proxy’s mind. The tinkling sound filled the room, and Belle felt the humiliation double. She wasn't just being breastfed — she was being breastfed next to another girl while a rattle was shaken over them like they were both infants.

"Good girls~ Good widdle babies. Drink all your milk from Mommy." *Shake shake shake.* "Listen to the rattle, my precious ones. Good babies drink faster when they hear it. Such good girls for Mommy." *Shake shake shake.* “Babies always do as Mommy commands when they hear this sound. You must always listen to Mommy...”

Corin's suckling intensified at the sound, and Belle felt her own doing the same. The rattle was conditioning them both, creating an association between the sound and the act of nursing. It was psychological manipulation, and it was working! Just how long had Rina practiced something like this?! She had it down perfectly, which made the whole situation even more awkward for Belle. Made worse by the fact she was complying...

"Look at you two~ My beautiful babies nursing together. Mommy loves you both so much." Rina's voice was thick with maternal affection and possession. "Corin, sweetie, you're drinking so well. You're always such a good baby for Mommy."

Blushing before popping Rina’s nipple out of her mouth, the prone girl licked her lips as milk dripped onto her face. "T-Thank you, Mommy..." Corin mumbled, her voice dreamy and content as her eyes hazed over almost as if she were in a trance like state. It seemed she gave in to Rina utterly when this occurred. And it left Belle genuinely worried she might turn out the same if she did too...

As this went on, Rina's free hand not holding the rattle drifted down from Corin's head as her fingers trailed along the silver-haired maid's neck, her collarbone, and finally down to the slope of her breast. Corin stiffened slightly but didn't stop nursing. If anything, her suckling grew more urgent.

"Such a good girl," Rina murmured, her fingers continuing their descent. They traced along Corin's stomach, reached the waistband of her uniform skirt, and slipped beneath without hesitation. This, however, did cause Corin's breath hitched audibly around the nipple as she stopped sucking for the first time since she had begun. "M-Mommy..." The words were muffled, half-formed, but Rina understood perfectly.

"Shh, shh. Keep drinking, baby. Mommy wants to reward her precious little one." Her fingers found their target, and Corin's body jerked gently in response. "You've been so obedient today, Corin. So good for Mommy. You deserve a treat."

Belle, still nursing from the other breast, could feel the vibrations of Corin's body shifting beside her. She couldn't see what was happening from her position, but she could hear the soft, rhythmic sounds. The wet sounds. The sounds of fingers moving against flesh. ‘S-She can’t be doing what I think she is, can she?!’

Forcefully popping Rina’s nipple out from her mouth as milk shot into her face and down her body, Belle coughed before sparing a glance down beneath her before she lit up brightly. Deep in Corin’s panties, was Alexandrina’s hand, as she fingered the younger girl squirming in her lap moaning into her breast. All the while, the older woman wore a creepy grin as her nimble fingers explored the depths of the teenagers young pussy.

*Shake shake shake.*

The rattle continued its mocking tinkling as Rina worked Corin over with her fingers. The dual stimulation was clearly overwhelming the silver-haired maid who seemingly had no experience with pleasure like this. Her suckling had grown erratic, punctuated by soft whimpers and gasps that she tried to muffle against Rina's breast. But the older maid didn’t stop. If anything, her hand writhed inside her harder!

"Good girl~ Good widdle baby. Drink your milk and let Mommy make you feel good." Rina's voice was honey and velvet. But, Belle could hear it. There was a quiver in her voice as clear as day. She was getting off to this just as much as Corin was as she dominated the young girl on her lap. "You're always so obedient for Mommy, Corin. So eager to please. Such a precious baby." Panting heavily as she watched her, the seated maid shuddered as her breasts bounced from her erratic movement.

"I-I... M-Mommy... I..." Corin's hips were moving now, rocking subtly against Rina's hand. Her fingers clutched at the silk sheets beneath her too. All signs she was reaching her very short peak. "Shh. Don't talk. Just drink and feel good for Mommy." *Shake shake shake.* "Mommy's fingers know exactly what her baby needs. You've been such a good girl today, nursing with your new sister. Showing her how it's done. Mommy is so proud of you."

The wet sounds grew more pronounced. Corin's whimpers became longer, more desperate. Her body was tensing, arching slightly off the bed. Rina's fingers were clearly skilled, and she knew exactly how to touch her "baby" to drive her towards the edge. Seeing this all left Belle speechless too as she let milk drench her now fully invested in watching the show rather then drinking anymore.

"That's it, sweetie. Let it build. Let Mommy take care of you." Rina's thumb joined her fingers, and Corin's back arched sharply. A strangled cry escaped around the nipple. "Good girl. You're so close, aren't you? Such a good baby for Mommy." "M-Mommy... I-I'm... p-please..." Corin's voice was barely coherent, her body trembling with need. "Cum for Mommy, baby. Be a good girl and cum." *Shake shake shake.*

Corin's body went rigid at the sound. A muffled scream tore from her throat, swallowed by the breast in her mouth. Her hips bucked against Rina's hand, and her entire body shuddered violently. Even on Rina’s other breast her flesh rippled from the violent shaking as Corin's orgasm rippled through her atop Rina’s lap.

"Good girl~ Such a good widdle baby." Rina's fingers slowed but didn't stop entirely, working Corin through the aftershocks with practiced ease. "Mommy's so proud of you. You came so beautifully for Mommy. Remember this sensation, every time you here my voice… and this~” *Shake shake shake.*

Corin was sobbing softly around the nipple, her body still twitching intermittently. The combination of nursing, the rattle, and the orgasm had completely shattered her. She lay limp and trembling in Rina's lap, utterly exhausted and out of it from her groundbreaking orgasm. "That's it. Rest now." Rina withdrew her fingers gently, bringing them to her lips and tasting them with a satisfied hum. "Mommy's good girl."

Belle had stopped nursing at some point during the display, too shocked to continue. She lay against Rina's left breast, milk dripping from her lips, staring at Corin's wrecked form with wide eyes. 'S-She just... Rina just... while she was nursing...' The intimacy of it was staggering. This wasn't just a feeding. It was a complete domination. Body, mind, and soul, all controlled by Rina's hands. This was no role play anymore. Rina, really was treating the younger girl like this with clear intent to control her. And Corin was too meek to resist, making her the most susceptible person imaginable for this type of sexual coarsen.

"Aw, did my other baby stop drinking?" Rina's attention shifted to Belle, and the tiny girl flinched. "That's okay. Mommy knows you were distracted watching your sister be a good girl. But now it's time for something different. Mommy can’t leave you all hot and bothered now, can she? It’s wrong to show favoritism to my children.” She purred before plucking the smaller girl up.

Setting Belle down on the bed, Rina gently guided Corin into a sitting position. The silver-haired maid was still dazed, her eyes unfocused, her lips still wet with milk. She looked thoroughly wrecked, and the sight made Belle's stomach twist with something she refused to identify. "Corin, dear. Mommy wants you to feed your sister now."

Furrowing her brow as she looked up at Rina through half lidded eyes, the teenager wasn’t sure what she meant. "F-From me?" Corin's blush returned, though her voice was still dreamy and compliant. "B-But I don't have any milk to give her Mommy". A panicked look overtook her face at her own words, almost as if afraid she would upset the older woman. But, that only seemed to amuse Rina as she let out a quiet giggle.

"Shh. Mommy knows you can’t produce milk, but that’s not what she means." Rina's voice was gentle but firm. "You’re simply going to keep drinking from Mommy’s breast sweetie. But there's a special way I want you to do it this time." Belle felt ice run through her veins at that remark. 'Special way? What does she mean?!’

"I-I'll do whatever you say, Mommy." Corin obediantly whispered as she sat up slowly, her hands moving to back up to Rina’s large bosoms with trembling fingers. "Good girl. Now, pick up your sister before you begin." Waiting until Corin had retrieved Belle from the bed as she had instructed, Rina continued, her grin widdening to that same unnerving length it had been the night before when they had been alone together. "Good. Now, I want you to put your sister in your mouth."

"W-What?!" Both Belle and Corin exclaimed simultaneously. "Not eat her, dear. Just hold her in your mouth." Rina's smile didn't waver. "Mommy wants you to nurse with your sister inside your mouth. That way, when your milk flows, she'll be right there. Bathed in it. And her bigger sister can feed her then. You want to be fed by your big sister, now don’t you Belle?"

Staring up at Rina horrified, Belle felt her body shiver with unmistakable desire. This was… different. Something she wouldn’t begin to describe. But it was turning her on in ways she didn’t dare admit to herself. But, the logical side of her mind that still poked her back from time to time decided now to finally speak up. 'I-In her mouth?! While she's nursing?!' Belle's mind raced. If Corin nursed with her inside her mouth, the milk would flow directly onto her. She would be drowned in it. Literally.

"M-M-Mommy, you can't be serious! I-I'll drown! I-I can't-" *Shake shake shake.* "Hush, baby. Mommy knows what she's doing." Rina's voice was silk. "You won't drown. Your sister will swallow most of the milk. You'll just get a little wet." Blushing from the innuendo, Belle was about to try and talk her out of it again, but Corin’s voice spoke up next distracting her.

"I-I'm sorry, Belle." Corin looked down at the tiny girl in her hands with genuine distress. "I-I don't want to do this but Mommy says-" She had started before a loud throught clear from Rina made her stiffen in fear as her eyes grew wide. "Corin, dear. Don't apologize. This is what sisters are for." Rina patted her head. "Now, open your mouth and put your sister inside. Gently."

Giving the tiny proxy a look that all but screamed ‘SORRY!’ Corin brought Belle towards her face, her lips parting slowly. The tiny girl screamed and thrashed, but Corin's fingers held her firmly. Was she really about to get drowned in someones mouth with breast milk?! She had to stop this! There had to be lines!

"CORIN, PLEASE! D-DON'T DO THIS! M-MOMMY, I-I'LL BE GOOD! I-I'LL BE YOUR BABY! I WON'T COMPLAIN ANYMORE! PLEASE!" Saying whatever came to mind as she tried to appease the older woman and make her retract her command, Rina simply smiled back at her in her usual maternal way.

“Now sweetie, this isn’t a punishment. This is a reward! You get to spend quality time with your big sister! Isn’t that nice? And you get to keep drinking Mommy’s milk. What more could a baby want than that?” Looking into the motherly woman’s eyes, the shrunken girl shuddered as she saw the cold calculating look of perversion and lust written all over her features. This was no reward. It was control. And she was making sure she knew her place, now that she had become one of her *babies*.

Clinging to Corin’s finger, Belle tried to beg her to stop again, but it was too late. Belle's head slipped between Corin's lips, and the warm, wet interior of the maid's mouth engulfed her face. Her tongue, slick and surprisingly soft, met her face before she was thrown onto it and it immediately it began to move, positioning the tiny girl into place.

'N-No! No no no!' More of her body was fed inside. Her shoulders, her chest, her waist. Corin's teeth scraped lightly against her skin as she was pulled in, and then she was fully inside, lying on the maid's tongue with her legs dangling from between her lips. This was a position she was very familiar with. But, unlike her time with Nekomata, Corin’s mouth was much calmer somehow and gentler.

Seeing her baby doing her best to keep the shrunken girl in her mouth without spitting her out, Rina cooed down at Corin as she gently pet the young maids head. "Good girl. Now, nurse from Mommy." Rina's voice was muffled but audible. "Drink your milk with your sister in your mouth."

The mouth shifted around Belle as Corin latched onto Rina's breast. She could feel the suction, the way Corin's cheeks hollowed as she began to suckle. And then the milk came. It started as a trickle. Warm, sweet liquid flowing past Belle's body as Corin nursed. It pooled around her, filling the spaces between her and the tongue, soaking her hair and running into her ears. She sputtered and coughed, trying to keep her face above the rising tide. But. Things only went from bad to worse, as a new sound rang out. One she dreaded to hear because she knew what it meant was coming…

*Shake shake shake.*

The rattle! Rina was shaking it again, and Belle could feel the vibrations through Corin's body as the maid responded to the sound. The suckling intensified, and with it, the flow of milk! Screaming as a wave of thick fluids collided into her, the tiny girl swam desprately as she paddled not to get sucked down Corin’s throat with the rising tide of breast milk!

The obedient girl was now in a trance as she drank, her tongue focused on lapping at Rina’s nipple as she bit and sucked in desperation as her Mommy urged her to feed. She had to feed! If she didn’t feed, Mommy would get angry! She didn’t want to upset Mommy! She needed to keep drinking! Drink! Drink! DRINK!

"Good girl~ Good widdle baby. Drink all your milk. Mommy's got you." Rina's voice was distant now, coming through layers of flesh and fluid. Belle could still make out her voice even when she was completely submerged under water (milk). "Such a good baby, nursing with her sister in her mouth. Mommy's so proud."

The milk was rising. Belle was being drowned in it. Corin's mouth was filling faster than she could swallow, and the excess was pooling around the tiny girl coming up over her head! Thrashing and kicking, the tiny girl tried to fight back, but her legs just hit Corin's lips uselesslyas her hands slipped on the slick tongue she had been forced upon. She couldn't find purchase anywhere!

'I-I'm going to drown! I-I'm going to drown in milk! I’m going to be swallowed!’ The liquid was in her nose, her mouth, her eyes. She couldn't breathe. Every time she tried to inhale, more milk rushed in. The taste was overwhelmingly sweet, coating her throat and filling her lungs.

*Shake shake shake.*

The rattle continued its mocking rhythm. Rina was praising Corin, shaking the rattle, completely indifferent to the fact that Belle was drowning inside her mouth. Or perhaps she knew exactly what was happening and simply didn't care. The tiny girl was helpless before Mommy, after all. An accessory to Corin's nursing, as they *bonded* with one another.

The darkness crept in at the edges of Belle's vision as her struggles weakened. The milk was everywhere, warm and suffocating. Her body felt heavy, and her lungs burned. 'P-Please... s-stop...' But the words were just bubbles. Silent, useless bubbles in a sea of milk.

The last thing she felt before losing consciousness was the rhythmic pressure of Corin's tongue against her body as the maid suckled, completely oblivious to the fact that she was drowning her "sister" in her mouth, and dragging her down her throat.

And then, nothing.

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When Belle woke again, she was still alive. Coughing violently, she expelled milk from her lungs, her body heaving as it remembered how to breathe air instead of liquid. She was lying on the silk sheets of Rina's bed, tiny and naked and utterly miserable. But, she was safe. Or at least not in someones stomach again...

'W-What... how long was I out?' Her body felt heavy, waterlogged. But she was breathing. Somehow. "Ara~ My widdle baby is awake! Somebody can’t drink her milk. Naughty, naughty baby~" Rina's face appeared above her, beaming with amusement as she chastised her. "But I suppose you did well for your first mutual feeding time. Mommy was worried for a moment there, but Corin swallowed at just the right time to let you breathe. You were only out for a few minutes though. Mommy knows a thing or two about resuscitating people~" Rina giggled as static flickered between her fingers.

Blushing as if the whole thing had been nothing of importance, Belle grew red in the face before looking at Corin. "Y-You almost swallowed me!" she screamed, her voice hoarse from the milk. "I drowned! I actually drowned in her mouth!" Wincing from the accusation tears peaked in the corner of Corin’s eyes, but Rina kept smiling unperterbed.

"Nonsense. You were fine. Mommy was watching the whole time." Rina scooped her up, completely dismissive of her distress. Bringing Belle close to her face, the older woman smiled seductively as she gently wiped milk off the younger girls face with her index finger.

“Shhh~ None of that anger sweetie. After all, Mommy knows you liked what she did to you. Why else are you touching yourself?” Panting in anger as she tried to shout back, Belle froze as she stared down, and came to the sudden realization, Rina was right…

Pulling her hand away from her crotch as if she had just caught herself doing something horrific, a thick strand of her excitement clung to her fingers causing the shrunken girl to shiver with disgust. ‘Was… Was I actually getting off that whole time while inside of Corin’s mouth?!’ It had all been a blur…

She swam for her life. She drank milk mixed with Corins saliva. She… she kissed her tongue. She started fingering herself, and couldn’t swim… and started to drown… Shaking her head slowly as she began to realize that she had been getting off to it all, Belle looked up at Rina slowly not sure what to even say anymore.

Giving the girl a knowing smile, Rina moved her finger between Belle’s legs before gently rubbing her pussy, a whiny gasp escaping the tiny girls mouth in protest. "Now that you’ve calmed down, I think that's enough bonding for one morning. Let's move on to something more... intimate."

'I-Intimate?! That wasn't intimate enough?!' But Belle didn't have the strength to argue. She was still recovering from nearly drowning in breast milk. And Rina was already planning the next activity as she continued to finger her as they moved on her bed. Panting into the skilled hands of the expert maid, the tiny proxy felt herself cum involentarily, as suddenly as the petting had started. She… she was no match!

Quivering and clinging to one of Rina’s fingers for support, tears streamed down Belle’s cheeks as she rode the finger driving into her as she tried to come down from her sudden, shocking, orgasm. Giving the crying girl a few more pets of affection, Rina smirked. Her new baby wasn’t as obediently loyal as she would like. But she could be broken so easily with just the faintest of touches. A few more games and she would be a perfect daughter...

Turning to her side, the maid set her down on the bed before turning to Corin, who was still sitting dazed on the mattress, milk drying on her chin as she tried to recover herself from Belle’s verbal tongue lashing and chastisement,. "Corin, dear. Mommy wants you to take off the rest of your uniform. All of it." Blushing, Corin quickly snapped back to attention. "A-All of it?" Corin's voice cracked.

"That's right, dear. Mommy needs you naked for this next part. Don't make Mommy repeat herself." Paling as she felt panic rise at the thought of disobeying *mommy* the younger girl swiftly began to strip. "I-I'm sorry, Mommy!" Hands trembling, Corin undressed. Her uniform came off piece by piece, revealing pale skin and a slender frame. She kept her eyes downcast, unable to look at either Rina or Belle as she stripped completely.

"Good girl. Now, I want you to get on your hands and knees for Mommy. Face towards the headboard." Shifting obediently, Corin positioned herself on the massive bed, her face pressed into the pillows and her rear presented towards Rina and Belle. The position left nothing to the imagination, and the tiny girl had a clear view of everything. Corin's sex was glistening slightly, still wet from Rina's earlier attentions, and her puckered entrance was visible between her spread cheeks.

'Taking in the sight of the younger girl’s pale assets, Belle quivered in delight. For someone so young, Corin had an adorable ass. It was so pert and soft. ‘But...W-Why is she on her hands and knees showing it to us?’ Lost and confused, Belle continued to ogle Corin’s rear unashamed… and then it clicked. All the pieces fell into place at once, and Belle's face went white.

"R-Rina! Y-You can't be serious! You're not going to put me-" "Shh, shh, baby. Mommy knows what's best." Rina scooped her up, holding her firmly despite her squirming. "Your sister has been so lonely. She needs someone to keep her company inside her while she works. And you're just the right size." Rina grinned, lust evident on her face as her free hand came down and delicately cupped the squirming teens pale ass cheek.

"NO! Rina, please! I-I'll do anything else! A-Anything! P-Please Mommy!" Tears pricked at Belle's eyes as she thrashed uselessly against the maid's grip. She had been up one persons ass before and it had broken her! She had felt so humiliated and couldn’t justify the feelings she knew would come if it happened again! But, at her begging, something surprising happened next.

Rina stopped. Her grip loosened slightly, and she brought Belle up to her face with a curious expression. "Huh? You don’t want to go up your sisters cute little tushy? But sweetie, you just nursed from Mommy. You drank from your sister's mouth. You listened to your rattle like a good little girl." Her smile turned sharp. "Are you saying you don’t trust Mommy now?"

"I-I..." Belle hesitated. But Rina continued, her eyes playful and ful of amusement. “You haven’t begged like this at any point until now. So why stop here? Mommy saw you with those other girls. They loved sticking you inside of themselves. Doesn’t Corin deserve a turn sweetie? Can you honestly look Mommy in the eyes, and say that you don’t want this…” The older maid all but whispered, her gaze piercing Belle to her very core and into her soul…

“I-I… I don’t… I mean I… I… s-shouldn’t, like it…” Belle al but whispered as tears began to trickle down her cheeks. No one should like this! Not this of all things! But, the feeling of her juices traveling down her thighs told another story. Looking back at Rina and whimpering, the older maid’s grin broadened. "Shh. It's okay. Mommy understands." Rina's voice was deceptively gentle.

And then, she was brought towards Corin’s ass once again. Shaking her head slowly, Belle tried to call out to Rina to stop. But the words wouldn’t come out. ‘Why should they? You know you like this. And you know you want to experience it again…’

Trying to silence the intrusive thoughts plaging her, Belle was forcefully silenced a moment later, as she was presented before a tight puckered hole right in front of her face. Rina positioned Belle in her hand. “There, there… Mommy’s got you sweetie. It’s time for you to go take a nap inside your sister now. Think of it like a time out. Mommy will let you out when its time to eat again~”

‘NO! RINA, PLEASE!’ Belle screamed in her mind. But, her body wasn't listening anymore. She could do nothing but watch as Rina’s free hand spread Corin's cheeks apart, and then Belle was pushed in, face first into Corin’s asshole.

Moaning as the proxy made contaxt with her anus, tears peaked in the young girls eyes once more. "I-I'm so sorry, Miss Belle!" Corin sobbed into the pillows, her body trembling with shame. "P-Please forgive me! I-I don't want to do this to you-" "Corin, dear, don't apologize. This is what your sister wants." Rina's voice was almost sing-song. It was better if she didn’t question what was going on.

As Belle's face breached the puckered hole, darkness came to greet her in a familiar way she could never forget. The heat was immediate and suffocating, even before she was fully inside. The smell hit her next, musky and organic, filling her nostrils as her head was pushed through the tight ring of muscle.

'N-No! NO!' The walls closed around her face, slick and pulsing. She tried to scream but her mouth was immediately filled with the taste of Corin's insides. Bitter, salty, and unmistakably intimate. Her arms flailed uselessly as more of her body was fed inside. ‘No, no, no! Not again! I don’t want to go through it again! Not this time!’

"That's it, good girl. Take your time sweetie. Let Mommy put her all the way inside you. Don’t fight it." Rina's voice was muffled now, coming through layers of flesh. Belle's shoulders disappeared next, then her chest. The pressure was increasing with every inch, the muscles gripping and pulling at her.

"I-I can feel her, Mommy! S-She's going in! Her head is... I can feel her head inside me!" Corin's voice was a mix of panic and something darker. Her body was clenching rhythmically around Belle, each squeeze pushing the tiny girl deeper. She didn’t know what to do! She didn’t know how to handle a situation like this! Her butt was supposed to be gross! So why did Belle want to go in it? But, Mommy said she did, so she must want to! But why?! She didn’t understand!

Patting the crying girl’s rear as she soothed her anxiety, Rina smiled warmly back at Corin. "Good. That means she's where she belongs." Belle's waist was consumed next, then her thighs. The air was growing thinner, hotter, more oppressive. Her lungs burned as she tried to breathe, each inhale bringing more of Corin's intimate taste and scent.

"Almost there, Corin. Just her legs left." Rina gave one final push, and Belle's feet slipped through the muscular ring. The entrance snapped shut behind her with a wet schlick, and the tiny girl was fully sealed inside. Giving the panting teen a kiss on her cheeks, Alexandrina smiled happily as she began hugging her precious baby.

Belle, on the other hand, got no such loving treatment where she was. Darkness. Complete and total darkness was all that greeted her. The walls pressed in from all sides, compressing her into a fetal position. The heat was beyond anything she could have prepared for. It was like being inside an oven, the flesh around her radiating warmth that seeped into her bones! It was familiar… Unnatural, but familiar...

'N-No... I'm inside her... I'm actually inside her...' Belle's mind was fragmenting. Every breath was a struggle. The air was thin and hot, laced with the heavy, organic scent of Corin's bowels. She tried to push against the walls, but her hands simply sank into the soft, slick flesh. ‘So soft… so warm… so smelly!’

And then she felt it. Something thicker. Something that wasn't just muscle and lubricant. It was something she was extremely familiar with courtesy of Nekomata… and that terrified her to her core, that she could tell without needing to see it. The realization came horrifyingly sudden as her body remembered this exact sensation. Fingers sinking into hot mud, as her arms were sucked into muck. She was buried in shit! Corin's shit. It surrounded her, pressed against her from below, coated her skin in a layer of filth that no amount of struggling could escape.

'Oh god... oh god oh god oh god...' Her hands sank into the soft mass as she tried to push herself up, but it only made things worse. The substance oozed between her fingers, warm and viscous. The smell intensified tenfold, and she gagged violently. ‘So gross! So humiliating! I don’t want to be here!’ She knew she didn’t. But that made her arousal all the more conflicting...

"I-I can feel her moving, Mommy! S-She's wiggling around inside!" Corin's voice was muffled but audible through the walls of flesh. "I-Is she okay?!" Screaming no back at her captor, Belle soon felt herself falling into more shit as the gigantic girl moved around her human prison. "She's fine, dear. She's just getting comfortable." Rina's voice was warm and reassuring. "Now, be a good girl and turn around. Mommy wants to hold you."

The world shifted as Corin moved around once more, and Belle was tossed violently inside the maid's bowels all over again. The shit around her shifted and compressed, coating her even more thoroughly. Screaming into the silent chamber, her mouth filled with the taste of it excrement. It was a flavor she was familiar with two, adding to her dismay as she shook her head. ‘I-Its not true! I don’t want to be here! I don’t… I… I really can’t…’ She was so turned on it hurt! And she didn’t want to believe it...

'P-Please... someone... get me out...' But no one could hear her. She was buried alive inside another person's body, surrounded by waste and flesh and heat. The pressure was constant and crushing, and each movement from Corin ground her deeper into the filth.

By the time Corin had repositioned herself, Belle was barely conscious. The lack of clean air was catching up to her. Her lungs burned. Her eyes stung. And the weight of the shit pressing down on her was making it impossible to expand her chest fully. But more then all that discomfort… her hand was what was sealing her fate.

Furiously, it pumped in and out of her own pussy, as she desprately got off to this situation. Tears washed down her shit stained cheeks, as Belle sobbed in Corin’s ass. This pleasure… It was too addictive. She hated it! Hated herself for liking it. But that didn’t stop her, as she desperately tried to get herself off again...

"There we go~ Come here, my precious baby." Rina's voice was distant now, barely audible. Through the layers of flesh, Belle could feel Corin's body shifting, being pulled into Rina's embrace. The movement caused another cascade of compression inside, and the tiny girl felt herself sinking deeper into the waste.

"I-I'm scared, Miss Rina... W-What if she suffocates in there?" Corin's voice was trembling. "Shh, shh. Mommy's here. Don't worry about your sister. Just focus on Mommy. Belle wants nothing more then to be inside you sweetie. She can’t fight her own instincts. And neither can we." The sound of rustling fabric, then a soft gasp from Corin. Rina was guiding her to nurse again. Breastfeeding her while Belle was trapped inside her ass. It made the entombed girl smile as she continued to sink into the younger girls insides.

*Shake shake shake.*

The rattle. Even now, Rina was shaking the rattle. The tinkling sound reached Belle through the layers of flesh, distant and mocking. A final reminder of what all had been done to her since she had first arrived. Curling up in the shit she now found herself in, a crooked, defeated grin fell over Belle’s face. “T-T-Thank you, M-Mommy...”

"That's it, good girl. Drink for Mommy. Mommy's got you." Rina's voice was a distant lullaby. "Such a good baby." Corin latched on and began to suckle, her body immediately relaxing into the familiar comfort. Rina's free hand, the one not holding the rattle, found its way back between Corin's legs. Her fingers slipped easily through the slickness already there, still wet from earlier.

"Good girl~ Drink your milk and let Mommy make you feel good again." Rina's fingers began their practiced rhythm, and Corin moaned softly around the nipple. "You're being such a good baby for Mommy. Taking your sister inside you, nursing from Mommy, letting Mommy touch you. So obedient. So precious."

"M-Mommy..." Corin's voice was thick with milk and pleasure. Her body was responding to the dual stimulation — the nursing and the fingering — with growing intensity. Her hips rocked against Rina's hand, and each movement ground Belle deeper into the shit inside her.

*Shake shake shake.*

"That's it, sweetie. Mommy's fingers know what her baby needs." Rina's thumb joined her fingers again, and Corin's body clenched hard around Belle. The tiny girl was compressed even further into the waste, her fragile body wrapped in flesh and filth. "You're going to come for Mommy again, aren't you? Like a good girl."

"I-I... y-yes, Mommy... I-I'll be good..." Corin was sobbing with pleasure now, her tears mixing with the milk on her chin. Her body was tensing, building towards another peak.

"Good girl. Come for Mommy." *Shake shake shake.*

Corin's second orgasm was even more intense than the first. Her entire body convulsed, her bowels clenching violently around Belle. The tiny girl was squeezed and crushed and ground deeper into the shit as wave after wave of pleasure rippled through Corin's body. The walls compressed to the point where Belle couldn't breathe at all, the pressure forcing the last air from her lungs, as she was buried alive...

"Good girl~ Such a good widdle baby." Rina's fingers slowed, working Corin through the aftershocks. "Mommy's so proud of you. You came so beautifully with your sister still inside of you." Corin whimpered and nuzzled deeper into Rina's chest, still suckling weakly. Her body was completely spent, every muscle relaxed in the aftermath.

And as Belle faded into the younger girl’s body, the last things she felt were the rhythmic squeezing of Corin's bowels around her as the maid's body continued to twitch with aftershocks, the distant tinkling of the rattle, Rina's muffled lullaby, and the warm, suffocating embrace of shit burying her alive.

Then, everything went black, as Belle wore a smile on her face…

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Belle woke with a gasp before immediately shutting her eyes and covering them from the light!

Her lungs expanded with clean, cool air, and she coughed and choked as her body remembered how to breathe. The taste in her mouth was foul, but it was fading. Her skin felt clean. Properly clean, as if she had been scrubbed thoroughly while unconscious. She was also dressed in a small fabric garment that resembled a nightgown. ‘Actual clothing?!’

Where on earth was she now? Blinking groggily, the tiny girl found herself lying on a large, soft surface. A bed. But not the oversized monstrosity in Rina's room. This was a normal bed with dark sheets and a minimalist aesthetic. The room was dim, lit only by a small lamp on a nightstand.

'How did I get here?' The last thing she remembered was... darkness. Heat. Suffocating. Being buried in… She gagged at the memory, her stomach heaving. But nothing came up. She was empty. Clean. Someone had taken care of her. But, who? This room was covered in posters. Books lines the shelf of all kinds of genres. And a guitar sat in the corner of the bedroom. Just who had possession of her now?

"Finally awake, I see."

The voice came from nearby, and Belle turned to see a figure sitting in a chair beside the bed. It was one she recognized immediately and almost kicked herself for not guessing when she tried to figure out who now had her. Her shark-like features. Her pale flawless skin. That unmistakable look of bored indifference she wore as she sucked on a lollipop trying to conserve her energy.

"E-Ellen?!" Sitting up too fast, Belle's head swam, and she had to brace herself against the mattress. "W-What- How- When did you-" "Relax Proxy. You're in my room." Ellen's voice was flat and unbothered, as always. "You've been out for about six hours. Rina passed out from overexerting herself and she and Corin both crashed after their little... session together. I knew she had you somewhere and took a guess where to fish you out from."

Growing pale, Belle slowly shook her head as mortification came over her face. "F-Fish me out?" Belle's voice cracked. "Y-You mean you-" "Yep. Reached into Corin's ass and pulled you out. It was like digging for a little worm trapped underground." Ellen said it with the same inflection one might use to describe picking up groceries. "You were buried pretty deep. Took some effort. Cleaned you up afterward. You're welcome."

'Oh god.' Belle buried her face in her hands. Someone had had to dig her out of Corin's shit. Ellen had seen what state she was in. Had touched her while she was covered in… "I don't want to talk about it." The words came out muffled through her fingers.

"Wasn't planning on it." Ellen stood up and moved towards the bed, her eyes fixed on the tiny girl with an intensity that made Belle's stomach flutter. "What I do want to talk about is what happens next."

Uncovering her face, Belle couldn’t stop blushing, but something about the young teens words confused her. "W-What do you mean?" Something in Ellen's posture made Belle nervous. The shark Thiren's movements were deliberate, predatory. Like she was approaching prey. It was something she had noticed, after Rina had taken possession of her. And it was causing the shrunken girl to grow pale as the dawning realization began to hit her.

"You've been passed around to everyone else since this started." Ellen sat on the edge of the bed, leaning down until her face was level with the shrunken girl. Her teeth, sharp and dangerous, glinted in the lamplight. "Rina had her turn. Corin had her turn. Now it's mine."

'E-Everyone keeps saying that...' Belle's heart rate spiked as she recognized the look in Ellen's eyes. The same hunger Nicole had. The same desire Nekomata displayed. The same covetousness Rina had shown. There was no escaping it. Every woman she encountered wanted to use her. "E-Ellen, I-I'm really exhausted. C-Can we maybe talk about this tomorrow?"

"No." The response was immediate and final. "You're going to rest now. Recover your strength. Rina really did a number on you. But when you wake up properly..." Her finger tipped Belle's chin up, forcing eye contact. The touch was firm but not rough. "I'm going to show you what a real predator does to her prey."

'Oh god.' Belle swallowed hard. She was trading one captor for another. The shark had been circling, and now she was in the water. Falling to her knees as she felt her pussy clench involuntarily as she grew too aroused to stand, the shrunken girl shivered from the possessiveness of the larger teen. And that just seemed to amuse Ellen, who cracked the faintest of toothy smiles back at her.

"Sleep now, little fish." Ellen pulled back the covers and gently nudged Belle down onto the pillow. "Energy is finite. And trust me, you'll need your energy."

As the shark Thiren turned off the lamp and the room plunged into darkness, Belle lay there staring up at the ceiling. Her body ached. Her mind was fried. And she was now at the mercy of yet another woman who wanted to use her. But despite it all, Belle couldn’t help but smile a sad smile at her predicament, and she reached a hand down to her pussy, and began fingering herself gently.

'I really am a hopeless case...' Closing her eyes, she let exhaustion claim her. Whatever Ellen had planned, she would face it when she woke. Not that she had any choice in the matter. In the darkness, she heard Ellen's voice one last time as the larger girl watched her with her predatory crimson eyes.

"Sweet dreams, Proxy. Tomorrow, you're all mine."

To be continued...?

 The alarm clock on Ellen's nightstand read 6:47 AM when it began to emit a soft, persistent beeping. The shark Thiren didn't stir. She never stirred for alarms. It was more of a courtesy reminder than an actual wake-up call, a gentle suggestion that the morning existed and would continue to exist whether she acknowledged it or not. What did rouse her, eventually, was the faint sensation of movement against her collarbone.

Belle had been tucked into the crook of Ellen's neck sometime during the night. The larger girl had gone to sleep shirtless, and the tiny proxy had been left with little choice but to press herself against the warm expanse of Ellen's chest if she wanted any semblance of comfort. She'd slept fitfully, her body still aching from the previous day's ordeal, and now she was awake again, her tiny fingers gripping the smooth skin beneath her as she tried to orient herself.

'Right. Ellen's room. Ellen's bed. Ellen's...' Belle's eyes traveled upward, past the collarbone, past the neck, to the face of the sleeping shark Thiren above her. Even in sleep, Ellen looked both gorgeous and dangerous. Her features were sharp and angular, her pale skin almost luminous in the early morning light that filtered through the curtains. Her mouth was slightly open, and just visible between her lips were rows of teeth that gleamed like polished ivory. It was a stark reminder just how amazing she was compared to normal humans.

As the alarm continued to beep, Ellen's hand emerged from beneath the covers and slapped it into silence with the practiced precision of someone who had done it countless mornings before this one. Then the hand retreated, and the shark settled deeper into her pillow with a groan that vibrated through her entire body and straight into Belle's bones.

"Five more minutes," Ellen muttered to no one in particular. Her voice was thick with sleep, lower than usual, and it rumbled through her chest like distant thunder.

Belle, still pressed against that chest, felt every word in her rib cage. "U-Umm, Ellen? I-Is this really where you put me for the night?" She had woken up in stranger places, but being nestled against a sleeping giantess's neck was still disorienting. Especially when said giantess had spent the previous evening making very specific threats about what she intended to do.

At her words, one crimson eye cracked open as Ellen peered down at the tiny girl clinging to her chest with an expression that could charitably be called mild interest. "You're awake. Good." The eye closed again. "Still tired though. Five more minutes." "That's what you just said about the alarm!" Belle sputtered wondering how the girl even managed to get up at all at this rate.

Letting out a soft groan of irritation, Ellen rolled onto her side. "Alarms don't talk back." As the sleeping teen shifted, Belle yelped as the surface beneath her tilted. Scrambling for purchase, her tiny fingers dug into the moody teen’s skin, but the shark Thiren simply reached up and pressed her palm flat against the proxy's body, pinning her gently but firmly in place. "Stop squirming. You'll wake yourself up more and then you'll be cranky all day."

Exasperated as her face lit up red from the close contact with the larger girl, Belle blushed as a pout formed on her face. "I'm already awake! I was pulled out of someone's ass yesterday! Do you really think I got any sleep last night?!" Of course a part of that was due to being in bed with Ellen herself. More then once when she had tried to fall asleep, she got mesmerized looking at the Shark Thiren and couldn’t help cuddling against her.

Ellen's mouth twitched at that. It actually might have been the closest thing to a smile Belle had ever seen from her. "And you're welcome for that, by the way. You could at least show some gratitude instead of complaining." Her hand remained pressed over Belle, warm and heavy and inescapable. "Now be quiet. Five. More. Minutes."

Belle opened her mouth to protest, then closed it. The weight of Ellen's hand was actually comforting, in a strange way. It was firm but not crushing, possessive but not painful. After everything Rina had put her through, the simple pressure of a palm against her body felt almost grounding. 'Don't get comfortable,' she warned herself. 'She literally told you she was going to use you today. You're not safe here. You're just... stored.' She didn’t know what the tired girl had in store for her but she knew it wouldn’t be relaxing like this.

The five minutes stretched into ten, then fifteen. Ellen's breathing slowed again, and Belle found herself growing drowsy beneath the warm hand. The steady rhythm of the shark's heartbeat was hypnotic, a deep, slow pulse that seemed to sync with her own. Against her will, her eyes began to droop. Then the second alarm went off.

This one was louder. More insistent. Ellen's hand withdrew from Belle immediately, and the shark sat up so abruptly that the tiny girl tumbled off her chest and bounced against the mattress with a startled yelp. "Ow!"

"Time to get up." Ellen showed no remorse for the tumble as she swung her legs over the side of the bed. Stretching her arms above her head, the gigantic girl let out a toothy yawn, and Belle caught a full, unobstructed view of the shark Thiren as she did. Lean muscle beneath pale skin. The faint trace of gills along her sides that she usually kept hidden. And that tail, long and powerful, swaying lazily behind her as she worked the stiffness from her joints. The subtle and not so subtle blended making Ellen all the more awe inspiring to see in a place like this...

'Okay, she's... really attractive.' Belle shook her head violently. 'No! Bad brain! She's going to torture you today! Stop finding her attractive and enjoying it!' But the flush spreading across her cheeks told a different story, and she buried her face in the sheets to hide it.

Ellen padded over to her closet, pulling it open with the same lazy efficiency she applied to everything. Inside were rows of identical outfits — spare maid uniforms for work, and a smaller section of casual clothes for school. She selected a blouse and skirt combination with the bare minimum of thought, then glanced back at the bed. "Bath's this way. Take one. You need it." Belle blinked, confusion evident on her blank face. "I... what?"

"Bathtub. Sink. Soap. Use them. I scrubbed you down yesterday but you’re still smelly." Ellen muttered indifferently as she gathered her clothes up first before plucking Belle between her finhers and taking her along with her into the adjoining bathroom without further explanation. As she entered with the shark Thiren, the shrunken proxy was unceremoniously dropped onto the sink before Ellen moved to the shower herself at the far end of the bathroom.

'She's... letting me clean up?' After everything Ellen had said last night, the proxy had expected to wake up already in some kind of torture device, or stuffed into her panties, or dangling from her teeth her her throat beneath her. Instead, she was being given a bath? 'Maybe she was bluffing about the whole predator thing...' Even as the thought crossed her mind, Belle knew it was wishful thinking. The look in Ellen's eyes last night had been unmistakable. This was a reprieve, not a pardon. But why did she want her to clean up? She didn’t smell anything. Was it her Thiren’s sense of smell that picked something she couldn’t up?

Still, she wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Finding the bathroom scale-appropriate was another challenge altogether however. Ellen's sink was a cliff face, and the bathtub was a small lake. But, the shark had apparently prepared for this. As Belle peaked down into the large porcelain pit, she could see a series of small handholds had been installed leading down into the basin, and a bottle cap had been repurposed as a wash bin. A washcloth folded several times over served as a towel there as well. It was already set up for someone her size to be able to bathe and rinse off…?

'She's done this before hasn’t she?' Belle realized as made her way down the decline. The infrastructure was too specific, too deliberate. Ellen had to have housed shrunken people here before. The knowledge made her stomach tighten. Just how many victims had the shark Thiren gotten her hands on through her work? Were they guests? Someone who needed to be trafficked? Victoria Housekeeping did do shady work from time to time. And it seemed it happened enough with shrink victims that the teenager had gone out of her way to make accommodations at her own home for them...

Deciding not to dwell on this morbid line of thought and just enjoy her solitary bath for a change, Belle sunk into the small pool of water in the sink before scrubbing her body down as Ellen had told her too. The water wasn’t too hot. But it also wasn’t the perfect temp either. Ellen barely flicked the knob before dropping her on the sink to go take her own bath.

By the time Belle had finished washing herself clean of whatever it was Ellen has senses on her and wriggled back into her nightgown, the larger girl had emerged from the bathroom fully dressed. It seemed like she didn’t care for long drawn out bathes either. Her school uniform was neat but unremarkable, and her black hair fell in its usual straight cut around her sharp features accentuated by her pink highlights. She looked... normal. Like any other student heading to class. The predatory creature from last night was nowhere to be seen.

But when her crimson eyes landed on Belle, and the proxy felt the familiar shiver run down her spine. Normal was an illusion. The predator was just wearing a disguise. "Ready?" Ellen asked, though the question was clearly rhetorical. Picking the proxy up and heading back into her bedroom, Ellen crossed to a drawer and pulled out something that made Belle grow confused. ‘Is that a lollipop?’

Upon closer inspection, it was a lollipop in fact. A large one, the kind sold at specialty candy shops. It looked like a flat disc of hard candy on a sturdy white stick, roughly the size of Ellen's palm. As she unwrapped it, however, Belle noticed something rather odd about it. “Is that thing hollow…?” She could see through the colored candy, and it looked almost empty inside for some reason with holes on its sides. This thing had been modified for some reason.

Looking back at Belle, the faintest of curves formed on Ellen’s face as she brought the tiny girl towards the confection. “It is hollowed out. There’s a chamber carved through its center, large enough for someone… oh, I don’t know, your size to be squeezed into maybe? Inside its empty, but the stick it self’s been... altered. Can you guess why?” The tired girl asked in her same monotone voice as she twisted the candy around slowly for the tiny girl to get a better view of it all. Feeling the hair on the back of her neck rise, Belle gulped before licking her suddenly dry lips. "W-Why is that?" She squeaked out.

Holding the lollipop up and examining it with the same bored expression she wore when inspecting cleaning supplies, the larger girl spoke again confirming Belle’s worst fears. "It’s because it’s designed for those who’ve contracted Either corruption and became shrink victims. Victoria Housekeeping deals with more than just standard cleaning jobs. Shrunken victim recovery is a specialty service, and sometimes..." She paused, turning the lollipop so the hollow chamber caught the light. "Sometimes the people we recover aren't cooperative. Or sometimes the clients who hire us have specific requests about how their recovered property should be transported. Call it whatever you want, but we get paid to take them from place to place for different reasons. So, we have special carriers to place them in when we traverse through Hollows or New Eridu. This one here... I designed this specifically for you the moment I heard you had gotten shrunk. Do you like it, Proxy?”

Her eyes slid to Belle. "This should keep you restrained. I wouldn’t want to lose you now would I?. The candy will keep you contained. The stick keeps you secured. The holes allow breathing and prevent suffocation. It's also..." She ran her tongue over her teeth. "Very effective for keeping someone quiet and in place for extended periods of time where no one can see them."

Taking in everything the teenager had just told her, Belle’s jaw was on the floor! ‘J-JUST HOW LONG HAS SHE PLANNED DOING THIS TO ME?!’ Nekomata sent out the text only a week ago! How did she have this all prepared so quickly?! "E-Ellen, you can't be serious. You're not actually going to put me in that thing, are you?!"

Giving the tiny girl an exasperated look, the larger teen sighed. "I am." "Why?!" Belle blurted out, her mind racing a mile a minute as she tried to comprehend what would possess someone to do this to her! Of all the things she had seen so far, this one took the cake...

"Because I can't leave you here alone. You’re our client, remember? Your options are to stay with me, or Rina can come and pick you back up, and she's..." Ellen's expression flickered with something that might have been annoyance. "She's not gentle. And because I don't have the energy to deal with her today, you're coming with me." She set the lollipop down on the nightstand and began approaching the bed. "You can either cooperate, or I can force you in. Your call Proxy. But either way, you’re going to be coming to school with me today. And I can think of much worse places to hold you if that’s what you want...”

Thinking back on the events of yesterday, the shrunken girl shuddered before quickly shaking her head. "E-Ellen, please! Can’t you just keep me in your pocket or something?" Belle held up her hands, backing away across the vast expanse of the mattress. "I'll be quiet! I'll stay hidden! You don't need to-"

"You'll be quiet inside the lollipop. That's the deal. My pockets not an option. People get pick pocketed all day in New Eridu. Your protection is my priority. Now settle down" Ellen's hand descended, and Belle dove to the side. Her tiny body moved fast, but Ellen's reflexes were faster. Fingers closed around her waist, and the proxy found herself lifted off the bed, kicking and flailing uselessly. "Stop struggling. You're just wasting energy you're going to need...”

"W-What do you mean I'll need my energy?!" Belle shrieked as she was carried toward the nightstand. Up close, the modified lollipop was even more menacing. The hollow chamber gaped like a pink candy throat. The exposed stick tip gleamed with a faint coating of residual sugar. And the breathing holes, she now realized, were positioned in a way that would leave her arms and legs protruding from the sides, completely outside the hard candy shell! ‘HOW DID SHE GET IT SO DETAILED FOR ME?!’

Ellen didn't answer the question. Instead, she sat down on the edge of the bed and held Belle in one hand while picking up the lollipop with the other. With her thumb, she popped the candy disc free from its stick, revealing the full extent of the modification. The stick was thick — thicker than Belle's arm — and its tip had been smoothed into a rounded shape. It was clearly designed to be inserted smoothly. But because of its positioning, the proxy knew it was going to be inserted somewhere it shouldn’t be. "T-That stick... it's going to go..."

"Inside you. Yes." Ellen's voice was flat, informational. "It's designed to anchor you in place. The candy chamber will hold your torso. Your arms and legs go through the side holes. The stick goes through the bottom and..." She looked at Belle with those crimson eyes. "You can figure out the rest." Belle was trembling now. "Ellen, I-I can't. That thing is too big! It won't-"

"It's sized for someone your proportions. I checked." Ellen answered before dangling her tongue out over the hole in the candy as she let her saliva dangle and then drop onto the tip of the stick. "This will help. And I'll be slow. I'm not trying to hurt you, Proxy. I'm just..." The faintest hint of a smile crossed her lips. "...securing my treat for the day." "T-Treat?!"

Ellen didn't dignify that with a response. Instead, she set the lollipop stick down and held Belle in her palm, her thumb pressing against the proxy's inner thigh. "Spread your legs." Blushing as she stared into the Thiren’s crimson eyes, Belle whimpered in response. "Spread them, or I'll spread them for you."

Whimpering even more, Belle obeyed. Her legs parted, and Ellen's finger slick with her own spit pressed against her entrance. The touch was clinical, almost detached, but Belle's body responded immediately. She was already wet... She'd been getting wet ever since Ellen had pulled out the lollipop, and they both knew it.

"Already ready," Ellen observed. "Your body knows what it wants even when your mouth says otherwise." Without further preamble, she positioned the stick's rounded tip against Belle's entrance and began to push.

Gasping as it made contact with her pussy lips, Belle whined and began to cry as she felt the massive insertion slowly but steadily being worked inside of her. The stick was thick, thicker than any of the fingers that had been inside her, thicker than anything the Cunning Hares had used on her. But combination of Ellen’s saliva and her own natural lubricant did its work, and her body, traitor that it was, stretched to accommodate the intrusion. The stick slid deeper, and Belle felt her walls clenching around it as the rigid object filled her in a way that was equal parts painful and impossibly arousing.

"Stop clenching. You'll make it harder." Ellen's voice was calm. She pushed the stick in another inch, and Belle sobbed as she felt her pussy stretching to its limit around the candy rod. "There. That's deep enough." The stick was seated inside her, the base protruding from between her legs. She was impaled on it, her weight resting on the rod, and any attempt to pull herself off would require lifting her entire body weight off the intrusion.

Then came the candy chamber. Ellen fitted the hollowed disc over the stick, sliding it down until it enclosed Belle's torso. The proxy's arms were guided through holes on either side, her legs through corresponding openings at the bottom. It was a type of design that was sinister in nature. You could enter it easily enough, but climbing back out was humanly impossible without being able to dislocate your bones to achieve it. No, she was now permanently trapped within it.

The candy pressed against her from all sides, cool and smooth as it’s hard coating chilled her body within. She was completely trapped. Her arms stuck out uselessly from the sides. Her legs dangled from the bottom, too short to reach anything. And the stick ran through the center of her prison, buried deep inside her, holding her in place with inescapable rigidity. This thing was a work of art. Horrifying, art maybe, but a master piece in design nonetheless.

"There." Ellen examined her work with the critical eye of someone who had done this many times before. "Fits perfectly. You can breathe through the top opening. Your arms and legs are secured. And that stick isn't going anywhere unless I pull it out." She held the lollipop up, and Belle found herself suspended in the air, encased in pink candy, impaled on a white rod, staring out at the world through the circular opening at the top of her prison.

"E-Ellen..." Belle's voice was shaky. "Please. This is too much. I-I can't stay like this all day. I'll-" "You'll be fine." Ellen cut her off before opening her mouth wide, her sharp shark teeth stretched out inhumanly as she brought Belle and the candy towards her. And then, with no preamble or warning, she popped the lollipop into her mouth.

The world vanished. Wet heat engulfed Belle's prison as Ellen's tongue pressed against the candy disc, and the proxy screamed as the entire lollipop, her included, was pulled into the cavern of the shark's mouth. The tongue was enormous, a slick, pink muscle that immediately began to move, pressing against the candy and grinding it against the roof of Ellen's mouth. The motion jostled Belle violently, and the stick inside her shifted with every movement, sending jolts of unwanted pleasure through her impaled body!

'Oh god! Oh god oh god oh god!' The saliva was immediate and overwhelming. It coated the candy in seconds, seeping through the breathing holes and running down Belle's body in warm rivulets. She sputtered and coughed, trying to keep her face clear of the fluid, but it was everywhere. In her hair, in her eyes, in her mouth. The taste was overwhelmingly sweet and sugary and Ellen's saliva mixed into a cloying syrup that she couldn't escape!

And her tongue... It kept moving! Ellen was sucking on the lollipop with the lazy patience of someone who had all the time in the world, and each movement of her tongue ground the candy against her palate, slowly dissolving the outer layer. Belle could feel the chamber walls thinning, the candy that separated her from that massive tongue growing thinner with every pass. At this rate, she might be freed before she knew it. But that almost terrified her more now...

"Mmm." The sound vibrated through Ellen's entire mouth, and Belle felt it in her bones. The shark was enjoying this. Not just the candy, but the knowledge that Belle was trapped inside, at her mercy, being slowly exposed as the candy dissolved around her. Shuddering at the realization, the shrunken girl whimpered and moaned as she felt the conflicting emotions inside her warring like they always did whenever stuff like this happened to her.

Ellen's tongue found the top of the lollipop and pressed down. The candy cracked slightly, and a chunk broke away, exposing Belle's head to the direct attention of that massive muscle. The tongue slid over her face, slick and hot and impossibly strong, the smaller girl trapped within crying out as it dragged across her features, coating her in saliva and grinding against her with possessive force.

'N-No! She's dissolving the candy! She's going to drown me!' The realization hit her like a freight train. Ellen wasn't just sucking on a lollipop. She was eating her way to the prize inside. And every layer of candy that dissolved brought that tongue closer to Belle's body.

The shark Thiren pulled the lollipop out of her mouth with a wet pop, and Belle gasped as cool air hit her saliva-soaked face. She was dangling in front of Ellen's face now, and the proxy could see that the top third of the candy had been dissolved away, leaving her head and shoulders exposed. Her arms, still protruding from the side holes, hung limply at her sides, dripping with spit. "So how’s it feel?" Ellen asked, her tone as casual as if she were checking her phone.

"H-How do you THINK I'm doing?!" Belle sputtered out, her voice hoarse from screaming as she coughed up the larger teenagers saliva still coating her tongue. "You put me on a stick and shoved me in your mouth! I'm covered in spit! I can barely breathe! And that thing inside me keeps moving every time your tongue touches the candy!"

Ellen tilted her head, the faintest hint of a smile forming as her crimson eyes shown down on the shrunken girl. "But you're wet. I can see it from here." Her eyes flicked meaningfully to where the stick disappeared between Belle's legs. "Your body likes it. Your mouth is the only part of you that's complaining." Belle opened her mouth to deny it, then closed it abruptly. She couldn't. The evidence was literally dripping down the stick. "I-I don't... that's just..."

"Natural lubrication. Sure." Ellen's tone was dry as a desert. "Let's go with that." She remarked before tucking the lollipop abruptly back into her cheek. Feeling a horrifyinf sensation overtake her, Belle felt the entire chamber shift as it was wedged against the inside of Ellen's mouth as the younger giantess stood up and began to walk out of her bedroom. "Time for school. Try not to drown."

Coughing as more saliva soaked her theroughly to the bone inside her sticky candy prison, the smaller girl could only whimper as she was taken along for the ride and back to school for the first time since the fall of New Eridu…

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The walk to Ellen’s school was a blur of motion and sensation for the miniature girl. The shark Thiren kept the lollipop in her mouth the entire time, and Belle could feel every step the girl took, each footfall sending tiny vibrations through the candy and into the stick buried inside her. The rhythmic pressure was maddening with her every footfall. Not enough stimulation to bring her to orgasm, but more than enough to keep her in a state of constant, agonizing arousal.

Occasionally, Ellen's tongue would drift back to the candy, pressing against the dissolving shell and grinding Belle's body against the stick. Each time, the proxy whimpered and clenched around the intrusion, her body betraying her yet again. The candy was getting thinner. She could feel it. Any minute now if this kept up and Ellen didn’t stop probing her body, her torso would be exposed too the hungry girl’s massive tongue.

'How long is this walk anyways!?' Belle had no concept of time inside Ellen's mouth. It could have been ten minutes or an hour! The darkness was total, broken only by the faint light that filtered through the breathing holes and the gaps in Ellen's jagged teeth. She could hear the faint sounds of the outside world echo in with each breath the younger girl tool. They were muffled and distorted. Traffic, voices, the chime of a crosswalk signal. New Eridu was going about its morning, completely unaware that a shrunken girl was being used as a lollipop inside the mouth of a teenager on her way to school. It was… oddly exhilarating to know she was out here and no would would ever know.

When Ellen arrived at school, Belle knew immediately. The sounds changed distinctly from what had been going on outside the younger girls maw. More voices, younger voices, and the chatter of students began to fill Belle’s ears still framed through the hazy waterlogged lens of saliva pooling around her.

As the shark Thiren walked through the gates without incident, Belle got a peak out of her mouth as the tired girl let out a toothy yawn. In an instant, she felt a spike of terror and panic overtake her! She hadn’t realized just how many people were around now! Dozens. Hundreds, maybe. All it would take was for Ellen to open her mouth at the wrong moment and yawn again, and someone would see. Someone would see a tiny naked girl impaled on a candy stick inside a lollipop, and the photo would be all over the Interknot before lunchtime...

As if reading her thoughts, Ellen's tongue pressed against the candy, and Belle felt the shark's voice vibrate through her prison. "Relax. I'm not going to expose you… yet." 'YET?!' Shivering from the subtle threat directed at her, the shrunken girl shivered as she felt the sharks large organ continue to lap at her body possessively. This day was going to be very long, and wholy terrifying. Ellen would ensure that…

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The first class of the day was mathematics. Belle couldn't see anything from inside her candy prison, but she could hear the muffled drone of a teacher's voice, the scratch of chalk on a board, and the occasional rustle of papers. Ellen was sitting still, her mouth closed around the lollipop, and the proxy could feel the steady rhythm of the shark's breathing. It was almost peaceful, in a twisted way. Almost. Then Ellen's tongue moved...

It was a slow, deliberate motion. Her tongue pressed against the candy shell, found the area that had been thinning all morning, and pushed. It never stood a chance… The candy cracked! A chunk fell away, and suddenly Belle's chest was exposed. The cool air of the classroom hit her bare skin as Belle gasped sharply. Her breasts were revealed to the warm, wet interior of Ellen's mouth, and the feeling of the teenagers tongue coming up to inspect her work proved that it hadn’t been an accident!

'N-No! She's doing it on purpose!' The tongue found her immediately. It pressed against her newly exposed chest, the broad surface dragging across her breasts with agonizing slowness teasing her sensitive breasts. Biting her lip to stifle a moan, Belle whimpered and tried to move her arms, but the candy still bound her writst making it impossible to stop the ravenous girl from enjoying her little treat. But... sensation was too intense! The stick inside her shifted as Ellen adjusted her grip on the lollipop, and the combined stimulation of tongue on her breasts, stick in her pussy caused her eyes roll back.

Ellen's tongue was practiced. It knew exactly where to press, exactly how to move, exactly how much pressure to apply. It traced circles around Belle's nipples, flicked across them with the tip, then pressed flat against her chest and dragged downward. ‘HOW?! W-WHY DOES SHE KNOW HOW TO DO THAT?!’

The proxy was shaking at this point, her hands gripping the edges of the candy chamber uselessly as her legs kicking at nothing. She was being eaten alive, and her body was loving every second of it!

The teacher's voice continued droning in the background. Students took notes. The world went on. And inside Ellen's mouth, Belle was being systematically tortured by a tongue that knew precisely what it was doing to cause her the most amount if pleasure, pain, and punishment all at once!

By the time the class ended, the candy had dissolved enough to expose Belle's stomach. Her entire upper body was now bare, and Ellen's tongue had unrestricted access to every inch of it. Panting in exhaustion as her body losely hung by her rock hard manicles Ellen hadn’t bothered to free her from, Belle shuddered as she tried to calm herself down. She was a mess… Saliva-soaked, trembling, and so aroused she could barely think. The stick inside her had been shifting constantly, driven by the movements of Ellen's mouth, and she had been brought to the edge of orgasm at least three times without ever going over!

It was like the girl knew just when Belle was about to cum, and backed off! This was madness! “P-Please...” The word was a whimper, barely audible even to herself. “Please just let me cum... or stop... one or the other…” The teenager was almost sadistic with how she was treating her, and Belle knew she couldn’t last a full day of this treatment. But, Ellen did neither. She simply pulled the lollipop from her mouth, examined the progress with detached interest, and popped it back in.

The second class was history, but Belle didn't care. She was too busy trying not to drown in saliva and pleasure to pay attention to the younger girls school activities. Ellen's tongue had found a new pattern to torture her with. Long, slow licks from Belle's exposed stomach up to her chest, pausing to tease each nipple before returning to the starting point had been her new favorite activity. The motion was rhythmic, relentless, and utterly maddening. Each lick pressed Belle's body against the stick, and each press of the stick sent another jolt through her impaled core.

'W-W-Why… Why is she this good at this?' The thought was fragmented, barely coherent. 'She's not even trying! She was just sucking on a lollipop in class! This is nothing to her!' And that was the worst part. Ellen was barely paying attention. She was taking notes, listening to the lecture, occasionally nodding along. The torment she was inflicting on Belle was incidental to the giantess. A background distraction if you will, like doodling in a notebook. The proxy was an afterthought, a treat to be idly enjoyed while the shark went about her day. Not the main focus...

As the candy continued to dissolve. By the end of second period, Belle's hips were exposed along with her wrists finally freeing her entire upper body. The stick emerged from between her legs, visible and obvious, and Ellen's tongue took immediate advantage of that! It traced along the exposed skin of Belle's lower body, circling her navel, dipping lower to graze the top of her pubic mound. Then... the tongue found the stick.

Maybe it was accidental or maybe it wasn't, with Ellen it was impossible to tell. The tongue brushed against the base of the stick where it emerged from Belle's body, and the proxy screamed as the wet muscle grazed her stretched entrance. The sensation was electric, a jolt of pleasure so intense it bordered on pain, and Belle felt herself clenching around the stick with desperate force. The sensation was enough to cause the shrunken girl to cry so loud it vibrated the teenagers mouth she was trapped in.

Blinking her tired eyes slowly, Ellen's mouth curved into what might have been a smile around the lollipop, before she did it again. Deliberately this time. Her tongue pressed against the junction of stick and flesh, swirling around the point of penetration, and Belle lost it. This was just to much, and her orgasm hit her like a wave, crashing through her impaled body as she convulsed around the candy rod. Her screams were swallowed by the cavern of Ellen's mouth, muffled by saliva and candy and flesh, and the shark simply... continued licking. She didn't stop! She didn't slow down! She just kept going, her tongue working over Belle's oversensitive body with the same lazy patience, drawing out the orgasm until it became painful.

By this point, Belle was sobbing, her hands pushing weakly against the tongue that kept assaulting her, but she might as well have been pushing against a wall. The muscle was too strong, too persistent, and far too skilled for someone her age. It was like trying to stop an Ethereal with her bare hands! Her pink organ fought her like a monster, eager to devour her everywhere!

When Ellen finally pulled the lollipop out during the break between classes, Belle was little more then a wrecked mess convulsing on her stick. Her entire body was exposed now as only her arms and legs remained threaded through the side holes at her armpits and knees. The rest was partially covered by candy remnants forcing her into an X-shape fully exposed to the voracious teenager that had trapped her like this in the fist place. Hanging limply on the stick, Belle’s head lolling back, her eyes unfocused as she tried to remain concious. Saliva dripped from every inch of her skin, and her inner thighs were slick with more than just spit after countless orgasms brought on by the hands of the sadistic teen.

"Still alive in there?" Ellen's voice was quiet, barely above a whisper. Blinking slowly as she came to having nearly passed out from overstimulation, the Proxy’s gaze shifted onto the larger teen as she took in her new surroundings. She was in a hallway, Belle realized. Students walked past without paying her any attention. Just a girl with a lollipop, nothing unusual… "Y-You..." Belle's voice was raw. "You made me cum... in class… Over, and over!"

"I made you cum five times in class. Don’t be melodramatic. And you're welcome." Ellen muttered flatly as her eyes scanned the hallway, then landed on something. "Oh. My friends are here. Be quiet."

Before Belle could protest, the lollipop was back in Ellen's mouth silencing any protests the bound girl still had. And like clockwork, the tongue resumed its work immediately, and the proxy whimpered as she felt it press against her fully exposed body. There was no candy left to protect her now. She was naked on a stick inside a shark's mouth, and that tongue had complete access to every inch of her.

"Ellen! There you are!" A voice both bright and energetic called out causing Ellen to nod. “Ruby. Hows it going?” "We've been looking for you! Mona said you were skipping breakfast again." "I wasn't skipping. I had this." The shark girl muttered pointing to the candy in her mouth as she tried to bite back a small smile.

Ellen's voice was muffled by the lollipop, but her words were clear enough. Belle felt the vibrations of speech through her entire body, and the tongue shifted to accommodate the words, pressing Belle against the roof of the mouth in a way that made her gasp. Having her talk with her in her maw was a new kind of hell she hadn’t been prepared for!

"That's not breakfast, that's candy!" Mona's voice now, chided as she stood next to the other girl beside her. "You need actual food, Ellen. You're going to crash during practice again at this rate.” Rolling her eyes at her friends concern for her, the Thiren sighed as she rolled her candy (and Belle) to the other side of her mouth. "I'm fine. Honest.”

"You say that every time and then you fall asleep on the bleachers." This time it was Lynn who spoke up, quieter than the other two but with an undercurrent of dry amusement. "Where'd you even get that lollipop? I've never seen that brand before. Have you been sneaking out to candy shops without us?”

Belle's blood ran cold upon hearing this. They were looking at the lollipop! At her prison... If they looked too closely, if they saw the tiny limbs protruding from the sides, if they noticed the stick wasn't quite right. What would happen? But, Ellen nodded back at her friends as she continued her conversation, maintaining her cool, aloof demeanor as she chatted with the other girls. "I did. Work took me there. It was a specialty shop," Ellen said flatly.

"It's imported." "Can I try it?" Ruby asked, and Belle felt her heart stop. "No." "Why not? You're being stingy!" "It's mine." Ellen's tongue pressed against Belle's body with what felt like deliberate emphasis on her word *mine*. The proxy whimpered as the wet muscle dragged across her breasts, stomach, and hips.

Smiling back at her friends, Ellen shook her head. "Get your own. I can take you there after school sometime.” "You're so weird today," Mona sighed. "Come on, let's get to class. Lynn, you're carrying my bag today." "Why am I carrying your bag?" "Because you lost the bet yesterday!"

As the voices faded as the group moved on, Belle let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding in. That whole situation had stressed her out more then she had realized it would. The threat of being caught was terrifying!

But, as Ellen's tongue continued its lazy exploration of her body, the tiny girl realized with dawning horror that the shark had been teasing her during that entire conversation. Every word, every response, had been delivered while that tongue was moving across her bare skin. Ellen had been casually chatting with her friends while orally tormenting her!

'How can she be so calm about this?!' It was incomprehensible. Belle was losing her mind, and Ellen was treating this like a normal Tuesday. But, judging by the indifference in the teens tone, it might as well have been. It was clear, the proxy was just a passanger to her. Not something worth thinking about as she continued her school day.

And whatever happened along the way, would be Belle’s problem to deal with…

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Lunch was the worst part of the day so far. Ellen sat with her friends in the cafeteria, and the conversation flowed around the lollipop in her mouth as naturally as breathing to the Shark Thiren. Ruby talked about some show she'd been watching. Mona complained about a teacher. Lynn made occasional dry comments that made the others laugh. And through it all, Ellen's tongue worked Belle over with methodical precision.

The proxy had lost count of her orgasms she had been forced to endure. It was more then she had ever experienced in one day before! Seven? Eight maybe? They blurred together, each one dragged out of her by the relentless attention of Ellen's tongue against her exposed body. And it was all made worse as the shark found a new favorite target to torment her with. The spot where the stick entered Belle's body. She kept returning to it, circling the stretched entrance, flicking against the sensitive flesh, and each time, Belle felt another climax building as the nimble girls tongue caressed her exposed clit!

"You're really into that lollipop today," Mona observed at one point. "You've been sucking on it nonstop since this morning." Not paying her friend much mind, Ellen continued her work on her treat. "It's good," The Thiren replied, as her tongue pressed flat against Belle's body, the proxy biting her lip hard enough to draw blood as another orgasm rippled through her. Tasting the flavor she had come to love, the larger girl smiled the faintest of smiles. "Very... satisfying." "You're creepy when you talk like that," Ruby said with a laugh. "Stop it."

But Ellen didn't stop. While her conversation ended with the other girls, she never stopped her oral assault on Belle doing any and everything she could to her within the confines of her mouth. The tongue kept moving, kept exploring, kept tormenting. And Belle, impaled and trapped and drowning in pleasure and saliva, could do nothing but endure it.

At one point during lunch, Ellen leaned back in her chair and said, almost casually, "You know, I could just open my mouth right now." The comment had been a throaty whisper. It was one meant for only her to hear and no one else. And it was enough to cause Belle to freeze.

"All these people around. All these phones." Ellen's voice was conversational, light. Her friends weren't paying attention now as they were arguing about something unrelated. No, this talk was just for the one in her maw to hear. "One little yawn, and everyone would see you. Tiny... naked... A girl on a stick inside a lollipop in the mouth of another girl. The photo would be everywhere before I even closed my mouth again. High schooler’s love gossip you know..."

Belle's heart hammered against her ribs. She tried to speak, but her mouth was full of saliva, and the words came out as a choked gurgle as her voice abandoned her. "Your life would be over. Everyone would know what you are. What you let people do to you." Ellen's tongue pressed against Belle's chest, and the proxy felt the shark's teeth graze the candy shell. "I could ruin you so easily, Proxy. All it would take is one moment. Then you’d be left with only one option. To stay small like this with me… No one would ever hire you again on Internot. No one would ever shop at Random Play. Your life as a person, would end… and you’d remain a toy instead. Doesn’t that sound like fun?”

The silence stretched on for a moment. Belle was trembling, her eyes squeezed shut, waiting for the exposure that would end everything. The way she had said it, made it sound like she had thought this all through already, and knew what she wanted. Yet, that horrifying reveal, never came. "Kidding." Ellen's voice softened by a fraction. "You're my treat. And I don't share my treats with strangers." The tongue resumed its lazy exploration. "Besides, I know you'd probably enjoy the exposure. And I'm not giving you that satisfaction."

Belle didn't know whether to be relieved or devastated by the young girls words. Both emotions crashed through her simultaneously, and she felt fresh tears streaming down her saliva-soaked face. Not because of how scared she had just been by Ellen’s threat. But because, a part of her got exited by it like she said. 'I-I really am hopeless…'

Her life would have been over as she knew it. And all she felt now that the danger had passed, was disappointment…

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The afternoon classes were more of the same. Ellen's tongue never stopped moving, never stopped exploring, never stopped tormenting. The candy was almost completely gone now as only fragments remained around the side holes where Belle's arms and legs were threaded through. The proxy was essentially naked on a stick, her body fully exposed to the warm, wet cavern of Ellen's maw.

The shark had developed a rhythm after using her this whole time. Long, slow licks from Belle's feet to her face, pausing at every sensitive point along the way. The stick shifted with each movement, and Belle had stopped trying to count her orgasms. They came in waves now, one blending into the next, until her entire world was nothing but tongue, saliva, and perpetual bliss.

By the time the final bell rang, Belle was barely conscious. Her body hung limp on the stick still shoved up inside her as her arms and legs dangling uselessly at her sides. With eyes glazed and unfocused, the tiny girl couldn’t register anything anymore in Ellen’s dark maw. She had been orally tormented for seven straight hours, and her mind had simply... checked out.

The walk home was quieter. Ellen didn't speak, and Belle didn't have the energy to listen even if she had wanted to. The shark's tongue had finally slowed, reduced to occasional idle licks that sent weak aftershocks through the proxy's ruined body. It was almost gentle, in a horrifying way. Like a predator savoring the last moments with its prey before the final act.

When Ellen finally reached her room and closed the door, she pulled the lollipop from her mouth and examined her handiwork. It might have taken 8-hours but she finally got the tiny girl in the perfect mental state she had desired her to be in.

Belle was a disaster. Saliva matted her hair, coated her skin, dripped from every limb. Her eyes were half-lidded and vacant. Her body trembled with exhaustion from over stimulation. And the stick... the stick was still firmly embedded inside her, glistening with fluids that were definitely not just saliva. Cracking a smile in private for the first time, the Shark Thiren couldn’t help but comment on the smaller girls new look.

"Long day?" Ellen asked. Belle's response was a weak, broken sob as no words came out from her strained throat. She had been screaming too much from each violent orgasm she had been forced to endure. Sitting on the edge of her bed, the teenager began carefully extracting the proxy from the device still wedged inside her. Giving the long white stick a slow, deliberate pull, it soon withdrew from Belle's body causing the tiny girl to let out a wheeze of a cry as it popped out of her gaping pussy.

The sudden emptiness was almost too overwhelming as the intrusion had been, causing her body to convulse with one final, pathetic orgasm as the rod slid free. Then she was lying in Ellen's palm, tiny and broken and utterly spent. Trembling naked in a pool of sticky fluids both from her and Ellen, Belle curled up into a ball slowly and sniffled.

Sighing as she saw the state she had left her in after a full day of use, Ellen set the ruined lollipop aside and held Belle up to eye level. "Told you you'd need your energy. Shrink victims that get sold are used like this every day you know. Some don’t make it, but I knew you could take it.”

"Y-You..." Belle's voice was raw, barely audible. "You're a monster…" "Maybe." Ellen's expression was unreadable. "But you came more times today than you have in your entire life. So what does that make you?" The proxy was upset, but she would get over it. Especially since she loved every second of it. Ellen knew that without a doubt.

Belle had no answer to the teenagers words. There was truth in them after all. So, she hung limp in Ellen's hand instead, as tears and saliva dripped from her face, and the shark watched her with those crimson eyes that seemed to see everything she wanted to hide from her.

"I'm going to change," Ellen announced suddenly before setting Belle down on the bed and standing back up. Her tone was full of indifference again as she intimidately began to unbutton her school blouse. "Don't go anywhere." Giving the girl a blank look, Belle scrunched her face up. "Where would I go?!" Belle muttered bitterly. ‘I'm the size of your thumb...’

Ignoring the tiny girls moody words, Ellen stripped off her blouse, then her skirt, standing in her underwear as she rummaged through her closet for casual clothes. Belle, despite herself, watched. The shark's girl’s body was lean and athletic with all smooth lines and muscles coating her in a feminine way. Her skin was pale and flawless, and the gills along her sides were visible now, delicate slits that flexed slightly with each breath.

'Stop staring. Stop staring. Stop staring.' But she couldn't. Her body, exhausted as it was, was responding to the sight. The emptiness between her legs ached to be filled again, and she squeezed her thighs together in a futile attempt to quell the arousal. Like it or not, Ellen was beautiful. Her Thiren autonomy added an extra elegance that normal humans didn’t posses.

Contining her selection of clothes, the teenager suddenly froze before Ellen glanced over her shoulder, and a sharp-toothed smile crossed her face. "Enjoying the view? I thought you were mad at me.” Blushing brightly like a kid who got caught with their hand in a cookie jar, Belle swiftly denied it. "I-I wasn't-"

"You were." Ellen turned around, leaning against the closet with her arms crossed. "You've been staring at me since I started undressing. Your legs are pressed together. And I can smell you, Proxy." Her nostrils flared slightly. "Shark senses. You can't hide it. I thought I wore you out today but you’re still desperate to get off even now? You’re starting to tire me out...”

Belle's face went crimson at the teens comments. "I-I can't control it! You just... you just spent seven hours torturing me! My body is all messed up!" Smirking at the accusation, Ellen shut her closet before standing over the shrunken girl like a towering monolith.

"Your body has been messed up long before today. I’m not the first girl you went crazy over, and I doubt I’ll be the last. You can’t blame us for how unhinged you get around normal folks." Ellen whispered before she approached the bed. "I talked to Rina this morning before you woke up. She told me about the Cunning Hares. About how you were their 'toy' before she took you." She loomed over the bed, her shadow falling across Belle's tiny form. "You sought them out. You volunteered for it. You wanted to be used."

Sucking in air as it hitched in the back of her throat, Belle quickly began shaking her head. It wasn’t like that! "T-That's not-" she started, before being cut off harshly. "It is." Ellen sat on the edge of the mattress, and Belle felt the weight of her body depress the surface. "The question is why. What happened to you that made you like this?"

Belle's throat tightened. "I-I don't know what you're talking about." Rolling her eyes, the larger teen tried to bite back a knowing smile. "You do." Ellen's stated flatly as her hand came down, and Belle flinched. But the shark didn't grab her. Instead, a single finger extended and traced along the proxy's body, from her collarbone down between her breasts, across her stomach, and stopping just above the junction of her thighs. "You're a proxy. You go into Hollows for a living. You've seen things that would break most people. And somewhere along the way, you decided that being broken felt good." Quivering from the teenagers touch, Belle’s eyes beaded as she was broken down verbally.

"Did something happen to you in a Hollow? Did something corrupt you beyond just the shrinking?" Ellen's finger continued its slow path, dipping between Belle's legs. The proxy gasped and arched off the bed. "Or was it always there? Were you always like this, and the shrinking just gave you an excuse to finally let go? All these women you meet day in and day out. Its enough to drive you crazy, right? I bet you had thoughts about being small long before this, didn’t you? And this Ether corruption was a perfect excuse to live out your wildest fantasies you kept hidden from everyone.”

Shrinking from the heavy words forcing her down, Belle trembled and slowly shook her head. "I-I don't... I don't know..." And that was the truth. Belle didn't know. She didn't know when the masochism had started, when the desire to be used and degraded had taken root. It had just... always been there, lurking beneath the surface, waiting for the right circumstances to emerge. And when those circumstances arrived... when she was shrunk and helpless and surrounded by women who wanted to use her... it had bloomed like a horrible flower.

"You don't know." Ellen's finger pressed deeper, and Belle whimpered. "That's sad, Proxy. You don't even understand yourself." She began to move her finger in a slow rhythm, and the proxy's hips bucked involuntarily. "But I think I do. You're not complicated. You're just a girl who wants to be controlled. Who needs someone else to make the decisions because you're too tired to make them yourself."

Shaking her head no, Belle whimpered. "T-That's not-" "Then tell me to stop." Ellen's finger continued its motion. "Tell me to stop, and I will. I'll put you in a drawer and leave you alone for the rest of the night. No more touching. No more games. Just you and your thoughts. I’ll take you back to your brother first thing in the morning, and we’ll never speak of this again…”

Belle opened her mouth. The word "stop" was right there, on the tip of her tongue. All she had to do was say it. One word, and this would end. One word, and she would be safe. But she couldn’t quiet, say it for some reason. Instead, something else escaped her lips. Something, that brought tears to her eyes...

"...d-don't stop..."

The whisper was barely audible, but Ellen heard it. Her sharp-toothed smile widened at this, and she pushed her finger deeper. "Good girl. You’re finally being honest with yourself." She could try to deny it all she wanted. Belle was a sporty, outgoing, energetic girl. But when she was shrunk like this, all that flew out the window. Her true nature came out. The one not hidden by a mask. She was prey. Simple as that. And right now, in particular, she was Shark prey…

“Get ready Proxy. I’m about to show you what you just signed up for~”

Now that school was over, she had the shrunken girl all to herself for the rest of the night undisturbed.

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What followed was unlike anything the previous hours had been. In Ellen's mouth, the torment had been passive, almost incidental, a side effect of the shark's idle enjoyment while sucking on her lollipop. Here, in the bedroom, Ellen was active. Deliberate. Her finger worked Belle with focused intensity, and the proxy writhed on the bed, her tiny body arching and bucking as pleasure crashed through her.

"Look at you," Ellen murmured. Her free hand came up and began to stroke Belle's breast, the pad of her finger covering the entire mound. "So small. So helpless. So desperate for someone to tell you what to do. You want me to stop, right? That’s why you kept complaining earlier, wasnt it? So say it… Tell me to stop…” The teenager murmered, her hands laying into the smaller girl on her pillow as Ellen laid on her stomach on the bed.

Panting loudly as she stared into the gigantic face looming above her, the Thiren’s breath washed over her naked form causing the shrunken girl to quiver despite herself. "P-Please…" "Please what?" Ellen's finger curled inside her, causing her to scream! "Please stop? Please more? Make up your mind, Proxy."

Biting her lip as tears came to the corners of her eyes, the submissive girl whimpered before tearfully looking back at her tormentor. "M-More! Please, more!" Belle was beyond pride now. Beyond shame. She was a creature of pure sensation, and all she wanted was for Ellen to keep touching her, keep using her, keep making her feel like this! She was right… Right about everything. And she was going to stop fighting it. Fighting herself...

Smiling wryly as her pointed teeth curled into a grin, the larger girl pressed her finger down harder causing Belle to cry out. "More it is." Ellen whispered, before adding a second finger. Then a third. Soon her whole hand! By the time she had began bending her body and forcing her index finger into her pussy, it was too late. The orgasm hit her like a physical blow, as Belle convulsed on the bed, her tiny hands gripping the sheets, and her mouth open in a silent scream.

Ellen didn't stop there though. She worked Belle through the climax and into the next one, her fingers relentless, her expression calm. She looked almost bored, but her eyes were sharp, focused, drinking in every reaction. Pinching her thumb against the top of her crotch, the larger teen gently grinded her digits together painfully pinching the proxy’s clit as she did so!

"You know what I want to do to you next?" Ellen asked, her voice low. Belle, still shaking from her orgasm, could only whimper as she felt yet another rising up already from the skilled hands of the girl torturing her tiny form. "I want to put you somewhere." She whispered, her fingers slowing, before looking down at the proxy with an expression that was almost contemplative. "Somewhere I've been thinking about all day in fact… I couldn’t get it out of my head since yesterday."

The shrunken girl's mind was foggy, but the implication cut through. ‘Y-Yesterday? What… what was yesterday…?’ "W-Where...?" Belle whispered out horsly, her throat now parched as her screamed dried it out completely. But, her confused answer was met with a toothy grin from the shark Thiren above her.

"You know where." Ellen's smile. "You've been there before. Back with the Cunning hares. And with Corin. And from what I hear, you loved it every time." Feeling her mind work through her words slowly, reality soon struck her, before Belle's stomach dropped. "N-No... Ellen, please, not that… I… I can’t go back...”

Smirking, Ellen found it amusing to see the smaller girl suddenly so timid after just giving in to her prior. "Like you have a choice in the matter." Lifting her finger from Belle's body and bringing it to her lips, the teenager tasted the proxy's fluids with casual indifference before directing her bored expression back at the shivering girl on her pillow. "My ass, Proxy. That's where you're going next. You can try and fight it, but that’s where this nights headed whether you like it or not."

‘No!’ Belle sat up, shaking her head frantically. "Ellen, I-I can't! Not again! I've done it too many times already! I can't keep-" She tried to speak, before a hand slammed down next to her causing the tiny girls whole body to bounce in the air!

"You can, and you will." Ellen whispered, a guttural growl in her voice now revealing just how aroused she actually was. Standing up from the bed and turning around, Ellen bent slightly as she moved her shark tail to the side, presenting her rear to the tiny girl. Then, with deliberate slowness, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her underwear and pulled them down.

Belle stared. She couldn't help it! Ellen's ass was... perfect. Round and firm, the skin smooth and pale, the cheeks pressing together with a weight that promised suffocating compression. Between them, barely visible, was the tight puckered entrance that the proxy knew all too well from her experiences with others. Her two globes of flesh were like plants to her! And her former cotton mouth quickly became drench as drool started to form. Despite all the women she had been with thus far, Ellen’s ass was a thing of beauty amongst them all.

But Ellen didn't reach back to grab her after she had kicked away her panties. Instead, she looked over her shoulder with those crimson eyes and said something that made Belle's blood freeze.

"Beg for it."

"W-What?"

"You heard me." Ellen's voice was flat, final. "I'm not going to force you in. I'm not going to pretend you don't want it either. This little, woe as me thing you have going… I don’t care for it. If you want to go inside me, you're going to ask for it. Properly. Now, beg me to stick you up my ass.”

Belle's mouth opened and closed, shock evident on her face now as she looked into the indifferent expression of the teen standing in front of her. Was she serious? How could she expect her to actually ask for something like that?! No, worse… grovel for it... "I-I... Ellen, I..."

"Quit the act, Proxy." Ellen turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes level with Belle's. "I've spent seven hours with you in my mouth. I felt every orgasm. I tasted every reaction. You love this. You love being used. And right now, your body is screaming at you to go somewhere it's been before." She leaned closer, and her breath washed over Belle's tiny form. "So stop pretending. Stop saying you hate it. Stop lying to yourself and to me." Her voice dropped. "Beg. Me. To put you. In my ass. I won’t ask again..."

The silence that followed was deafening. Belle stared at Ellen, and Ellen stared back. The shark's expression was unreadable, but her eyes were intense. This wasn't a game. She was serious. She wanted Belle to admit it. To say the words. To stop hiding behind protests and denials and embrace what she really was.

Belle's mind warred with itself. Pride versus desire. Shame versus need. The part of her that wanted to maintain some shred of dignity versus the part that had been screaming for release all day. She could argue with hersself about this for the rest of her life… but before she even knew what she said, an answer escaped her quivering lips, as desire won the battle over reason. "P-Please..."

Crossing her arms, The shark Thiren’s eyes narrowed. "Please what?" Ellen didn't move. Didn’t budge. Didn’t retreat. Her focus locked onto Belle as she made sure the smaller girl comitted fully to what came next. Staring up at her with tears trickling down her cheeks, Belle sniffled before whimpering her answer. "P-Please... p-put me... inside you..." The words came out broken, barely audible. "I-I want... I want to go inside your ass, Ellen. P-Please. I'm b-begging you."

However, that wasn’t enough. "More." Ellen's voice was merciless. "Tell me why." It felt like a punch to the gut! Gripping her arms as she grit her teeth, all the pride the tiny girl felt crumbled piece by piece as she was forced to give in to herself. Into the desire to be used in a way humans shouldn’t. It was too much… And she was finally done with it!

"B-Because I need it!" Belle sobbed, her hands clutching at the sheets. "Because I'm a sick, d-disgusting person who likes being used! Okay! Because I've been thinking about it all day even though I don't want to admit it! B-Because my body won't stop wanting it even though my mind says I should hate it!" She looked up at Ellen, tears and snot running down her face. "I-I'm a masochist! I'm a toy! I'm a-anything you want me to be! So just please, please put me inside you!" Belle finished as her whole face lit up red with embarrassment for uttering so much. She had never said these feelings to anyone else… but now it was all out in the open.

Ellen watched the breakdown with an expression that was almost... satisfied. Not cruel. Not mocking. Just satisfied, like a predator who had successfully cornered its prey and was watching it surrender. "Good," she said quietly. "That's the first honest thing you've said all day." Then she reached for Belle.

The proxy didn't resist. She couldn't. Her body was trembling, but not with fear. With anticipation. With need. She had admitted it. She had said the words. And now, as Ellen's fingers closed around her and lifted her towards the shark's waiting body, she felt something that might have been relief. Fingers gently caressed her, and Belle felt her cheeks wiped off almost tnederly causing her to whimper and lean into the younger girls touch.

Seeing this, the teenager sighed. She was a hopeless mess of a proxy. But she was at least showing her true feelings now. This wouldn’t have been fun for her otherwise. Crawling back onto her bed, Ellen lied on her side with one leg raised before bringing the smaller girl under her. Her ass was exposed, the cheeks parted slightly, and Belle could see her target clearly. The puckered entrance twitched slightly as the shark relaxed her muscles, and that alone caused a fresh wave of arousal to wash over her at the sight.

"Last chance to back out," Ellen said, though they both knew the answer that could come out of the shrunken girls lips. "I d-don't want to back out..." Belle whispered. "P-Please…" Smirking, Ellen brought Belle to her entrance. Staring into the wrinkly star of the sharks puckered hole, the smaller girl could only gulp as she watched it wink back at her and twitch. And then, she was forced against it.

The tiny girl's face pressed against the tight ring of muscle, and the smell hit her immediately. Musky, organic, intimate. It hadn’t been as clean as Corin's had been. Ellen’s was much more powerful. The ass of someone who just had a full schooldays worth of activities she had gone through to prepare it for her. The scent of someone's most private place…

"Here you go." Ellen's voice was soft, almost tender. "Take a deep breath, Proxy. You're going to be in there for a while." Nodding slowly as her tongue came out of her mouth before she could even stop it, Belle blushed as she tasted the shark Thiren’s anus, as shame slipped away, and pleasure coursed through her unabated.

By the time Belle's face breached the entrance with a wet pop and heat enveloped her immediately. She had already given into her desires completely. The walls of Ellen's rectum pressed in from all sides, slick and hot and impossibly tight! The shark's muscles gripped her face, her shoulders, her chest as she was fed inside inch by inch, as she felt the familiar sensation of being consumed by another person's body.

'Oh god... oh god, I'm inside her... I'm really inside her...' The walls pulsed around her, rhythmic and alive. The air was thin, hot, laced with the heavy scent of Ellen's insides. Trying to breathe, each inhale brought more of the intimate flavors of the teenagers ass to the back of her tongue and into her throat. As disgusting as that should have been however, she felt her arousal spiking despite the degradation of it all.

Her waist disappeared next, then her thighs. Ellen's muscles gripped and pulled, drawing the shrunken girl deeper with almost practiced ease. It almost made Belle think, that she had done this before. The infrastructure in her room, the lollipop device, the calm efficiency. It all pointed to experience. That should have been alarming! But Belle didn't care... She was past caring. All she could focus on was the sensation of being swallowed by Ellen's ass, the walls pressing in around her, the heat seeping into her bones.

And then she felt it. The same thing she had felt with Nekomata, with Corin. The thick, soft mass that could only be one thing. Her hands sank into it as she was pushed deeper, and the smell intensified tenfold. Ellen's shit surrounded her, warm and viscous, coating her skin as she was buried in it.

'Oh god... oh god, it's happening again...' But even as the disgust washed over her, so did the arousal. As her hand moved between her legs and she began to pump her fingers in and out of her pussy with desperate urgency Belle couldn’t even remember when she decided to touch herself. It came out as instinct, as her body was slowly being fed into the younger giantess’s shitty ass.

"There you go," Ellen's voice reached her through the layers of flesh, distant and muffled. "All the way in. You're buried in my ass, Proxy. Just like you wanted. How’s it feel? I can’t say I’d ever want to experience it myself. But I do like the feeling. Having stuff up theres one of my favorite activities. And now you know a little more about me…” She droned out, her voice still impassive as she spoke as if she were talking about something as mundane as the weather and not her bedroom practices.

"I-I wanted this..." Belle whispered into the darkness. "I-I asked for this..." The words were for herself as much as for Ellen. She needed to hear them. Needed to acknowledge what she was. What she had become. What she had always been. And when she did… this experience, began to feel… natural.

The walls pressed in around her, and the shit oozed between her fingers as she masturbated. The combination was overwhelming as the heat, pressure, smell, filth, and knowledge that she was inside another person's ass and had begged to be there drove her rapidly to euphoria! Her orgasm built quickly, rising like a tide, and she arched her back against the soft, yielding walls as she came.

The climax ripped through her, and she screamed into the suffocating darkness. Her body convulsed, and the movement caused the shit around her to shift and compress, coating her even more thoroughly. But she didn't stop. Her hand kept moving, drawing out the orgasm, chasing the next one. She was addicted. Hopelessly, irreversibly addicted!

Above her, outside the prison of Ellen's body, the shark Thiren lay on her bed with her eyes closed. She could feel Belle moving inside her as her tiny squirms and thrusts that were almost imperceptible but unmistakably present. The sensation was... pleasant. Not overwhelming, not earth-shattering, but a slow, building warmth that settled in her lower abdomen.

"You're touching yourself in there, aren't you?" Ellen murmured. "I can feel you moving." There was no response from inside. Just more squirming. "Go ahead." Ellen's hand drifted down to her own sex, and she began to touch herself in lazy, unhurried strokes. "Enjoy yourself, Proxy. You've got plenty of time to indulge."

But they didn't have forever. Ellen knew this. She had responsibilities, work tomorrow, and a shrunken girl to return to a certain silver haired brother soon before he started asking questions. But for now, in this moment, she could afford to indulge. Just a little. Right now, Belle was hers, and hers alone...

Her fingers moved in practiced rhythm, and inside her ass, Belle continued her desperate masturbation. They moved in unconscious sync. Ellen's strokes matching Belle's thrusts, their breathing falling into the same rhythm despite the layers of flesh between them. And when Ellen came, her body clenching around the tiny girl inside her, Belle felt the walls compress and screamed as she was squeezed into the shit with crushing force.

The orgasm seemed to last forever. Ellen's body convulsed around Belle, each wave of pleasure causing the muscles to clench and release, clench and release. The tiny girl was ground deeper into the filth with each contraction, and her own climax hit her simultaneously, triggered by the overwhelming pressure and the knowledge that she was making Ellen feel this way.

When it was finally over, the teenager just laid still on her bed, her chest heaving, her body covered in a thin sheen of sweat as her eyes stared wide up at her ceiling. ‘Huh… So thats what a tiny person feels like… I always wanted to try one out…’ Belle was her first. She had used toys to simulate it… but it was like comparing imitation krab to the real deal. Pleasant, but not it. This could get addicted if she didn’t pace herself...

Inside her ass, Belle was barely conscious, buried in waste, her hand still weakly moving between her legs. Sensing the girl ceasing her movements as her body came to a stop, Ellen smiled weakly as she rolled onto her side and hugged her pillow against her. "That was good." Her voice was sleepy, yet satisfied. "You're good at that, Proxy. I think we’ll be doing this again tomorrow night as well."

Belle didn't respond. She was too far gone, drifting in a haze of pleasure and degradation and exhaustion. But she heard the words. And somewhere, in the deepest, most shameful part of herself, she felt pride as a crooked smile of happiness overtook her as she laid in the younger teenagers colon.

She couldn’t wait, to do this all again tomorrow…

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Several days went on like this. Constant pleasure and use by both girls. But all good things had to come to an end. And eventually, their time together was up. Which let to this morning where Ellen was extracting Belle from her ass with the same clinical efficiency she had used to retrieve her from Corin's. The proxy was a mess covered in filth, and barely conscious. Her body must have been wracked with exhaustion. But the larger girl cleaned her up with practiced ease, scrubbing her in the sink, dressing her in a fresh set of clothes, and tucking her into her palm once she was all finished. "Time to go home, Proxy."

Belle blinked. "H-Home?" Was, she supposed to go back already? "Your brother's been asking about you. Victoria Housekeeping's rotation is up. Time for you to move on to the next group." Ellen's voice was flat, informational. "That's how this works. You stay with one group for a while, then move to another. Keeps you safe from traffickers who might track you if you stay in one place too long."

"Oh." Belle should have felt relieved upon hearing the news. She was going home. She was going to see Wise. She was going to be safe. But... instead, she felt a strange hollow sensation in her chest. "I... I guess this is goodbye then." The first day with Ellen had been terrifying. But after her confession to her… every other one had been… magical.

Seeing the sad look on the smaller girls face, Ellen smirked before moving a finger over to Belle’s cheek and giving her a gentle flick. "It’s goodbye for now." Ellen's lips twitched. "I'm sure I'll get my hands on you again eventually. The rotation will cycle you back to us sooner or later as long as you’re small like you are. And sometimes, shrinkies stay small for years. I’ll get you back soon, don’t worry.”

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The walk to Random Play was quiet. Ellen kept Belle tucked in her jacket pocket, and the proxy huddled against the fabric, trying to process everything that had happened over the past week. Rina. Corin. Ellen. Three different women. Three different forms of torment. And she had enjoyed all of them. Every single one. Though, some more then others that was for sure.

'I really am hopeless...'

When they arrived at the video store, Wise was behind the counter, organizing shelves. He looked up as the bell chimed, and his expression shifted from professional greeting to relief when he saw Ellen standing there with her usual indifferent demeanor. "Ellen! Thank god. Is Belle-"

"She's here." Ellen calmed him while raising a hand. Reaching into her pocket and withdrawing her, the Thiren opened her palm to reveal the tiny proxy nestled safely against her. Belle sat in the shark's palm, dressed in her little nightgown, looking exhausted but alive.

"Belle!" Wise rushed around the counter, his eyes wide with concern. "Are you okay? I was so worried! Rina said she'd taken you in, but then she went radio silent, and I didn't know-"

"I'm fine, bro." Belle's voice was weak, but she managed a smile. "Just... really tired." Seeing this, Wise heaved out a sigh of relief before looking back at Ellen. "She needs rest," she stated flatly. "And food. Actual food, not whatever Rina was giving her. Trust me…” The teen shuddered, a look of disgust now present on her face as Belle blushed from her statement.

Wise blinked at the emphasis but didn't question it. Reaching out and carefully accepted Belle from Ellen's hand, he cradled his sister with the gentleness of someone handling something infinitely precious before moving her over to the counter to set her down. "Thank you for bringing her back. I know Victoria Housekeeping was supposed to keep her longer, but-"

"Rotation's up." Ellen shrugged. "She needs to find a new group to stay with soon. You can still catch her condition since your Ether aptitude is so low. Even holding her for a little can be enough so you should make arrangements soon. You can try Belobog Industries. I hear they’re trustworthy and you’ve got connections with them already." She paused, then added, "Or the Sons of Calydon. They've got experience with shrunken victims. They get smuggled through the outer ring all the time and I’ve heard they saved them a few time. They’d be a safe bet."

Wise nodded, processing the information. "I'll look into it. Thanks again, Ellen. We really appreciate-"

"One more thing." Ellen's eyes slid to Belle, and the tiniest hint of a smile crossed her lips. "Next time I get my hands on you, Proxy... I'm going to keep you for a whole week in there, instead of just a couple of nights." Belle's face went crimson at her comment. Opening her mouth, and closing it, the tiny girl was about to ask her not to do that, before clenching her fists, and nodding weakly. "...o-okay..."

Looking between them with an expression of complete confusion, Wise furrowed his brow. "What? What does that mean? Belle, what is she-" "N-Nothing Onii-chan!" Belle squeaked. "She's just joking around! Right, Ellen?"

Ellen didn't respond. She simply turned and walked toward the door, her tail swaying lazily behind her. As she reached the exit, she paused and looked over her shoulder before raising a hand halfheartedly into the air as a form of a wave. "See you around, Proxy." The bell chimed, and she left, leaving the siblings alone together for the first time in weeks.

Wise stared at the door for a long moment, then looked down at his sister. "Belle, what happened at Victoria Housekeeping? And why is Ellen talking about keeping you for a week?" Blushing brightly, the tiny girl waved her hands out defensively. "N-Nothing happened! Everything was fine! They just... took care of me! Normal care! Nothing weird!"

"Your face is completely red."

"It's hot outside!"

"It's November."

"I run hot!"

Narrowing his eyes, Wise wanted to ask some more questions to make sure his sister wasn’t hiding anything, but he let it drop. He had bigger things to worry about after all. Finding Belle's next safehouse, making sure the rotation went smoothly, keeping his sister alive. Whatever had happened at Victoria Housekeeping could wait. Ellen was right when she said she couldn’t stay here. Whatever condition she had could spread to him and then they would both be screwed in more ways then one.

Directing Eous to take her back to her room, the silver haired boy went about checking contacts as he figured out what their next move would be. What neither of them noticed in tbe background, however, was the faint blue glow from the computer terminal behind the counter.

Fairy, the AI that managed Random Play's systems and served as the siblings' proxy assistant, had been monitoring the conversation. And in her vast digital consciousness, she filed away a very specific piece of information.

Subject: Belle

Observation: Elevated heart rate and physiological arousal responses when Ellen Joe referenced future "keeping" and "ideas." Subject verbally denied interest but displayed classic indicators of anticipation and excitement.

Note: File under "Belle behavioral patterns — masochistic tendencies — potential handlers."

Recommendation: Cross-reference with list of known female associates. Identify candidates likely to provide similar stimulation. Monitor subject's responses during future rotations.

Additional note: Ellen Joe has been added to the "preferred handlers" list. Subject's physiological data suggests high compatibility.

Fairy said nothing. She never did, unless asked. But she remembered everything. And somewhere in her circuits, she was already calculating the optimal path to ensure Belle's next rotation would be... productive. She was the number one assistant here at Random Play after all. And she would not be outdone by the number 3 assistant, Wise.

The screen dimmed, and the store fell quiet after that. As she was carried upstairs by their trusty Bangboo, Belle closed her eyes, trying not to think about the warmth that still lingered in her chest when she remembered Ellen's parting words.

Next time... a whole week…

‘A whole week, inside her…’

She really was a lost cause. But now, she didn’t mind.

To be continued...