Marisa was getting really sick of being shrunk. There she had been, minding her own business on her way to “borrow” some things from the human village, when a tengu jumped out of nowhere and cast some shrinking spell on her. Must have used something other than a shrinking seal because Reimu's protective talisman proved useless yet again. Marisa was starting to think she should get a refund on it. She had paid for it, right? It slipped her mind at the moment, but even if not, she deserved some compensation for this faulty product.
Luckily she managed to escape her attacker, though not before having to spend half an hour under her foot. Now she flew through the Forest of Magic looking for help. She knew she was at the right place when she saw a white Western-style house at the end of a clearing. The door was shut, but the window open, and Marisa let herself in, calling “Alice! Hey, Alice!”
The house was quieter than usual. The army of magically-manipulated dolls which kept Alice company and saw to her household chores lay dormant on the shelves, tables, and seats, glassy eyes staring into space. Alice had made them all, crafting their delicate features and frilly maid dresses with the utmost love and care. When animated by her magical strings they were adorable, but they were so commonly moving that the times when they went still made Marisa feel like she was looking at their corpses. “Creepy,” she thought, shivering as she flew past a few.
It didn't take her long to learn where Alice was; the sound of water spilling onto porcelain said it loud and clear. Now she just had to wait for Alice to finish showering. Out here, surrounded by dozens of unblinking dolls.
... Well, come to think of it, Alice would probably understand that this emergency warranted interrupting her shower, so there was no need to wait outside.
Marisa crawled under the door and into the bathroom. A softly hummed melody filled the room, made louder by its echoes. Compared to the rest of Gensokyo, Alice's bathroom, like the rest of her house, was relatively modern, with a real shower and hot running water. Steam filled the room as Alice made the most of that fact; it fogged up the shower doors and robbed them of what clarity they possessed. All Marisa could see of the dollmaker was a pale blur in the rough shape of a human, topped with a bit of yellow.
Alice's dress and other clothing lay neatly folded on the toilet seat, and atop the stack sat another dormant doll, whose blue eyes seemed for one spooky instant to be staring right at Marisa. The mini magician froze, then blushed in shame. “Why are you so scared of a little doll?” she challenged herself, and with a fierce glare she flew to confront her fear.
The doll was only a foot tall, but at Marisa's antly size it seemed a hundred times bigger. There was ample room on the tip of its black Mary Janes for her to stand and look it over. But after staying there a while she was starting to feel silly. Why make such a big fuss about the doll, one way or the other? It was a waste of time and energy. Best thing to do was ignore it and go talk to Alice.
Just so no one could say she was scared of it, though, Marisa flew up to the doll's face and stared into its glassy eyes, as if challenging it to move. Nothing happened, of course, and Marisa shook her head, chuckling over her own foolishness. Still, she decided to shoot a pair of magic blasts into its eyes as revenge for the earlier scare before leaving. Except that as Marisa was turning away afterwards, a blink from those eyes made her stop cold, and she whirled back around to find them staring right at her.
The doll frowned as much as its rigid form allowed. Marisa felt she should run, but she had forgotten how to move, and as she floated there a pair of wooden hands clapped together around her. Stunned, she fell on the doll's lap, while it tilted its little head to look at her. It was a testament to Alice's dollmaking that its face could show such surprise. “Marisa?” it said, and reached for her slowly, sliding its tiny fingers under Marisa's tinier body to grab and lift her.
Marisa shook in its grip, tried and failed to break free of it. She was about to scream before she saw the faint magical threads stretching from the doll all the way to the shower. “Are you moving this thing, Alice?” she asked.
“Who else would it be?” said the Doll. It grinned at Marisa, its smile both cute and creepy, and pulled off the witch's wide-brimmed hat with her other hand. “I sensed the doll get attacked, so used my strings to check. Never thought I'd find you. Ah, you're so tiny! What happened? Did you buy one of those seals to shrink yourself so you could come in and spy on me?”
“You know I wouldn't do that!” Marisa shouted, pushing against the fingers trying to pet her head.
“Right. So you 'borrowed' the seal instead?”
“A tengu did this to me! I barely managed to get away. I came here for help, not so you could tease me about it.”
“Well maybe if you weren't so cute I wouldn't be teasing you so much.” Marisa huffed and turned away, but the doll hooked a fingertip under Marisa's chin, nudging her face back up. “You know, pouting only makes you cuter.”
Why did that make Marisa blush, even coming from this doll? “Can you drop the doll thing already and talk to me yourself? I don't like when you play these games.”
“If that's what you want...” The doll adjusted its grip, holding her up by the armpits with just two fingers while its other hand grabbed and pulled at her boot.
“Oi! What's this about!?” She kicked her leg away, but was quickly grabbed again and her boot pulled off of her.
“You'll get your clothes all wet if you join me in the shower like that! We need to get them off of you first.”
“Who said I wanted to join you in there!?”
“If you didn't then why'd you come in while I was showering?” Marisa couldn't tell her the truth, so she quietly endured being manhandled and stripped naked by the doll.
“Well, come in, then. I'm waiting for you,” said Alice after the doll had finished with Marisa. It released her on its lap, next to all her clothes, and once she picked herself up it had gone completely still, staring out at nothing.
Marisa flew away before it could spook her again, and perched atop the shower doors. Alice found her at once. “There you are!” She raised her hand, offering it up to the miniature witch. Was it too late to refuse the invitation? Marisa thought about it, but she couldn't find a way to do it without sounding rude. After a moment she hopped down to the giant palm, and was carried lower. Marisa had meant to reproach Alice for her treatment at the doll's hands, but the smile she found beaming on Alice's face made her forget. It was the genuine article, radiant with joy, of which the doll's smile had been but a pale copy.
“Ah, you're even cuter in person!” Alice murmured. Her bright golden eyes locked onto Marisa, taking in every millimeter of the shrunken witch, from her head down to her toes. Her fingers half-curled over Marisa, a canopy that made Alice just about the only thing she could see.
“Will you cool it with that 'cute' stuff? I thought you'd help me grow back, not play with me like one of your dolls.”
“Of course I'll help, but what's the rush? It's not every day we get a chance like this. What's wrong with having a little fun with it?”
“Fun? Maybe it's fun for you to play with someone my size, but it sure isn't fun for me. What're you gonna do? Step on me? Sit on me? Stick me in your mouth?”
Alice frowned. “Why would I do any of those things?”
“It's what everyone does to me when I get small! It's what Sukuna did, what Nitori did, what the fairies and tengu did. Every time I shrink I get treated like a toy, and I'm sick of it!” She yelled and stomped her foot so fiercely that Alice was taken aback. “And you're the same as them, aren't you? You already had that doll of yours toy with me, now you're going to do it in person.”
“I swear I wasn't! I'm sorry, I didn't know this is how you felt about it. Let me get out of the shower and I'll do what I can to help. I don't know any spell to grow someone else, but I know one for growing myself. Maybe I can teach it to you, then you'll never have to be small again.”
Marisa sighed. “No, it's fine. Thanks for the offer, but you don't have to rush it for my sake. It's not like anything bad will come of spending an extra five minutes this size.”
“Are you sure? I thought you hated being small.”
“Normally, yeah. I don't mind it much when I'm with someone I can trust. I just needed to get that off my chest. Besides, I could use a shower too. I spent half an hour under sweaty tengu feet. Can you help me with the soap and stuff?”
“If that's really what you want.” Alice turned the shower down to a soft drizzle and held her hand under it, watching Marisa shower. Each drop hit her like a bucket of water; the currents threatened to wash her away, but she steadied her footing and stayed in place. After a minute, Alice offered her a bar of soap. Marisa scraped off a handful and scrubbed herself down with it, washing off the dirt and sweat. When finished, she motioned to Alice, who pulled her away from the showerhead.
“Hey, I'm sorry for all that stuff I had my doll do to you. I was only playing around, and I promise I was never going to step on you or do any of that other stuff those other girls did.”
“This again? Alice, it's fine, I already knew you weren't gonna hurt me.”
“No, listen. I don't know how long you're going to be stuck like this. It could be days before you learn how to grow yourself back. No matter how long it takes, I'm going to be with you, making sure that no one ever treats you like that again. I'm going to keep you safe and protected because... I love you!”
The words made Marisa's heart jump to her throat. Alice's face and tone left no doubt to how sincerely she meant it. Now it was her cheeks going red, and her eyes turning away from Marisa, too scared to meet them. It was... damn. Love? Really? What had she done to deserve love?
Marisa had always liked Alice. They were friends; very close friends, like her and Reimu. Well, not quite the same. There was something different about her friendship with Alice, wasn't there? She never got lost in Reimu's eyes, never stole glances at her face when she wasn't looking, nor thought about holding hands with her, like she did with Alice. Was that the love Alice was talking about? Had she felt the same way this whole time?
“Thanks, Alice. I really appreciate that. I, uh... guess I'll take you up on the offer. I wouldn't mind... Hell, I'd love spending more time with you, even at this size.” Maybe especially at this size? Marisa couldn't say how she felt about any of this, except that she was glad Alice looked happy with her answer.
It wasn't exactly what Alice wanted to hear, but she knew Marisa, and knew this was the closest thing to an “I love you too” she would say on such short notice. Those other words could be teased out of her in time, but even this was enough to stir Alice's passions. “Marisa? I want to try something together. Let me know if I'm going too far. I'll stop right away for you.” Her eyelids slowly fell as she pulled Marisa towards her rosy lips.
Marisa tensed. The giant face closing in on her was an imposing sight. Old instincts kicked in, and thoughts of being eaten alive grew stronger the closer she that giant mouth came. Had it been anyone else doing this to her she would have been flying away already, but she trusted Alice. More than that, she almost wanted to be taken into the woman's mouth. It didn't happen, at least not yet, but the ample kiss that fell on her got her heart pumping all the same, and sent waves of shivers up her spine.
The weight of those lips, their embrace of her naked body, made little Marisa whimper in half-fear, half-delight. She stirred under the pressure, not knowing whether she wanted to wriggle out or sink deeper into that soft flesh until Alice pulled away and she realized how badly she wanted more of that. She might even have asked for another kiss if Alice hadn't given one to her right away, satisfied that Marisa could handle it.
The giant lips pushed Marisa into Alice's palm, nuzzled her up and down its wrinkled surface, lavishing more love onto her than she was ready for. Even so, it was hard to tell which of the two women was enjoying this more. Alice had wanted this for ages; a shrinking seal meant for Marisa had languished in her drawer for months while she waited for the perfect opportunity, only for Marisa to fall into her hands like this. She relished having Marisa all to herself, couldn't get enough of that tiny body sinking into her lips.
A few minutes into it, Alice pushed Marisa up to her fingers, and with those fingers pulled the witch down and held her gently against her chest. The fatty mound was as welcoming as her lips, and it felt like a full-body massage to be rubbed all over her breasts. Marisa loved it. When Alice paused to make sure she was fine, the tiny witch raised her little arms and pressed against that warm skin, groping, squeezing, kneading like a cat, overawed at its softness. She nuzzled her face in it, even licked it to know the taste of Alice, making her protector blush. It was so much like her fantasies that Alice thought to push things all the way.
There's no way she would have done it had she been thinking clearly, but seeing Marisa return her affections encouraged Alice to pull Marisa down, down, down, until she was sliding along a hardened, throbbing length of flesh. With a gasp, the witch opened her eyes to find herself lying on Alice's erection, right in the middle of her shaft.
It was shocking, to say the least, especially since no such shaft had existed when last Marisa looked. But perhaps she shouldn't have been so surprised. Alice had started out as a human magician, but unlike Marisa she had since become a magician youkai. Like any youkai, she could alter certain parts of her anatomy, and this was one example of it.
Despite the shock, Marisa never thought to ask Alice to stop. It both frightened and excited her that Alice was pushing things so far, and besides, the hard cock felt good. Even when released, Marisa only sat and spread out her legs to welcome that hot flesh between them.
Alice's cock hung unaided, and bounced with every throb. Marisa gripped its loose skin to avoid being thrown off—and good thing too, since Alice soon started swaying while humming a little tune. “Are you really fine staying there? You don't have to if you don't want to. Or I could change into something more feminine.”
“Jeez, are you really gonna make me say I like it down here? You know I'm no good with this stuff.” said Marisa. “And I don't care what you look like. Just hurry up and do whatever you were gonna do, before I get embarrassed thinking about it.”
“Whatever you say, my tiny doll~.” Pinning Marisa down with a fingertip, Alice pushed the girl back until she lay atop the smooth pink head, where a dollop of precum was seeping out. Marisa was washed in it, and used to spread it all over Alice's cockhead. The witch's delicate features tickled Alice's dick like nothing else. It twitched eagerly, and only her willpower kept Alice from blowing her load in the first few seconds.
But what most excited her was when Marisa reciprocated, servicing and snuggling up to Alice's dick as she had to her breasts a minute ago. To think that even scarred by all her other shrinking episodes Marisa still trusted her enough to go through with this. It made Alice so happy that another “I love you” burst forth from her. “I love you. I love you. I love you so much.”
The words echoed off the walls, repeating each confession thrice over, and so too they echoed in Marisa's heart. Nothing had ever made her feel this way before. If Alice had asked her now, she would have even agreed to stay shrunk forever, and spend the rest of her life in those tender hands.
Marisa surrendered to her lover's pleasure, and found her own pleasure in it. She felt every twitch of Alice's dick as if it were happening inside her, growing aroused with the other woman, and when Alice came at last, spilling her hot, steamy seed all over Marisa, the witch came along with her, overwhelmed by the sheer volumes of semen.
The pleasure was so intense Alice couldn't hold herself up anymore. She sat under the shower, panting and gasping, and fished Marisa out of the pool of cum in her hand. It was hard to clean her of all that mess, especially her long, blonde hair, so Alice stuck the girl in her mouth for a little while, slowly and gently sucking off all the cum.
It was a testament to Marisa's trust in her that she never once panicked, even while Alice's tongue smothered her completely. She wouldn't have minded staying a while longer, but Alice spat her out once she noticed the taste of semen was gone. A bit of water finished the job of cleaning Marisa, after which she lay in Alice's palm, abuzz with the warmth of the experience. Alice could have watched her lying there forever, but she figured that was enough water wasted and shut the faucet off. Her doll grabbed the towel and dried her down while she fawned over Marisa, admiring her shapely form and the slight motions of her breathing, until the tiny woman cracked an eye open. “Is it over?” Marisa said just before the doll dried her too, her voice so soft Alice almost didn't catch it.
“Shh, don't strain yourself. But yes, we're finished. As soon as you're ready to try growing back, tell me and I'll teach you the spell.”
“That's good. I think I'll leave that for later, though. Maybe we could take a nap together? Have some food? Or something else. You could step on me... if you want to. I think I'd be fine with anything you want.” She looked so embarrassed saying that, and it took all of Alice's self-control not to tease her for it.
“Whatever you say, my tiny doll,” Alice whispered, petting her tiny head.
“Thanks. For everything, I mean. And, uh... I... I love you too.”
Just when Alice thought she couldn't get any happier... She brought Marisa to her lips again, kissed her nice and slowly, even as she carried the tiny witch to her room. They would stay there a while, not to nap but to explore each other in depth, the rest of the world forgotten. It wasn't until the next day that they could think of anything else, and even then Marisa kept pushing back her lesson on Alice's growth spell to spend the day cuddling. Who cared if she was tiny? As long as she was with Alice, everything was perfect.
Giantess World
Author's Chapter Notes:
A Touhou story. A shrunken Marisa seeks help from Alice, and gets more than she bargained for.
Previous chapter: https://giantessworld.net/viewstory.php?sid=15281&chapter=5
RATING: X
TAGS: F/f, Doll, Micro, Fantasy, Gentle, Lesbians, Handheld, Breasts, Mouth play, Futanari
Previous chapter: https://giantessworld.net/viewstory.php?sid=15281&chapter=5
RATING: X
TAGS: F/f, Doll, Micro, Fantasy, Gentle, Lesbians, Handheld, Breasts, Mouth play, Futanari