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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"NEKORU!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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