(49) Day 5 Adaptation Break: Health Office Accidents (0.13 cm > 0.10 cm)

After the hectic session as the fifth was, rest was important and vital. While the rest of 2-D’s girls were in the middle of a lecture with Kamiya-senpai, the rest of the health committee girls split in groups. Some started cleaning up the mess that the typhoon of high school girls had brought to the districts that were now in ruins. The others brought us boys over to a table behind a curtain set up in the corner of the gymnasium. We were placed on a clean, white tissue so that we’d be easy to spot.

“Gah… Finally outta’ that building…,” Ryou fell onto all fours when we finally left the mock-Sunshine 60 we had been stuck in for the entirety of the chaos Satou, Tsujimoto, and Yukimura brought. 

Eguchi joined him and fell on his butt. “It was starting to feel claustrophobic in there even though it was so spacious. I’m done, Touya-kun. I’m so exhausted, I’m not moving from this spot.”

I was in complete agreement with them, and it looked like the rest of the guys too. We weren’t the only ones who had been stuck in the building when the girls came. I could see in the distance other model buildings and people stepping out of them. There were a few guys who were unlucky in not being in the slightly safer confines of the buildings too, but Asahina and an upperclassman were apparently in charge of helping them out by taking them elsewhere for some therapy. I wondered how they’d go about doing that because I felt I was also in need of a little therapy session. 

I was still doing something, in any case, as Yae and Okazaki returned to the table after checking in with Yanase-senpai.

“Okay, Touya. It’s time to say good-bye to the guys,” Yae smiled down at me. “Okazaki-chan says we’ll be together for the rest of the day.”

“As for the other Senpais, don’t worry. Akagi-senpai will be bringing the rest and relaxation center in a minute. You can take your time recovering there.”

“So soon?” I uttered, turning to the guys. “Jeez. I didn’t even get any rest.”

“You were the one who signed up for the exemption, Touya-kun,” Eguchi chuckled. “I would have said I envied you at the start of this week, but right now, I really don’t.”

“Getting cheeky, aren’t you, Eguchi?” I smirked. Those were sharp words from someone whose admirers had caused that hell on earth for us earlier.

Ryou regained enough energy to join him. “You go have fun with your girl, Kiri. The two of us’ll get some nice needed rest right here. Let’s hope those two are gentle on ya’.”

It surprised me to be disappointed to have to go with Yae and Okazaki. Normally, I’d be over the moon to get some quality time with Yae, but I honestly needed to recuperate with people my height.

I had already signed my life away to Yae with the exemption form, though, so there was no fighting her. Honestly, it would be impossible to fight Yae now that we had gotten to our current height.

0.1 cm. 1 mm was the height I’d reached. This was as small as things could get from what I recalled. We really did reach the minimum height during the session. The fact that my 160 cm classmate was around 3 km tall was made clear when she brought her finger down to the table. The thickness of her nail was half my height while the rest of her finger was larger than the school building.

“Climb on, Touya,” Yae told me as she put her nail right next to me. Because of how much smaller I was compared to her finger, she had to press it against the table and lean her finger at an angle so her nail formed a slope I could walk up. I wondered why she didn’t just leave her finger at the edge of the table for me to step onto, but then realized I was so small, walking over to the edge would take a few minutes.

There was no refusing, so I did as asked and pulled myself onto Yae’s nail. The slope was as wide as a street and steep, probably at a 60 degree angle, so I ended up using my hands to keep balance. I got onto Yae’s nail and held on tight while she straightened her finger out. There was more than enough space to stand, but kept my body on all fours. I pressed up against Yae’s finger as best as I could as she lifted me up off the table. I did not want to experience skydiving without a parachute and fall to the floor from Yae’s eye level.

Speaking of Yae’s eye level, she brought me up to her right eye and closed her left, doing her best to see me. I was standing on her nail which was large enough to fit a few houses to me, meaning I was as small as a broken pencil lead to her. It felt like Yae could see right through me with her one colossal pupil. Squinting, she frowned. “I can barely make you out, Touya. It’s hard to see your arms and legs clearly.”

“Senpai did get four times smaller,” Okazaki pointed out. “I wonder how we must look to him now.”

“I mean, if I can’t clearly see him, I wonder if he can clearly even see us.”

The answer to that was I couldn’t. Everything was so impossibly distant that, when Yae brought me away from her eye, I found I couldn’t distinctly make out the floor other than its color. I couldn’t see Eguchi and Ryou on the table either despite knowing they were still there. As for Yae, everything was out of focus despite being right on her body. 

“She’s way too big. This is just too much. This is Yae, right?” I honestly felt unsure. I had felt a bit safer inside the skyscraper earlier, but now that I was out of it, I felt vulnerable. How could you recognize a mountain as a person? My head ached from the thought of how miniscule I was now.

“So where are we going, Okazaki-chan? It doesn’t look like Touya’s getting a break,” asked the enormous giant girl. I watched as her other hand curled and moved beneath the finger I was on. She didn’t want me to fall to the floor, so she set up a safety net to catch me just in case.

“To the nurse’s office. Sensei needs to get his measurements because he’s spent most of the week away from the other boys. Something about checking for differences,” my equally titanic underclassman answered, her voice booming into my ears like roaring thunder. “Ah, you might want to get changed quickly, Asano-senpai. There’s still one more session after this.”

“Ah. Can I just use the infirmary to change? I brought my things with me since Sensei made me change ahead of everyone else.”

“Sure. Were you planning on giving Senpai a peep-show of you changing?” teased Okazaki.

Yae realized Okazaki was joking but was still taken aback. “N-Nothing of the sort.”

“I bet Senpai would get all of his energy back and more if you did, though!”

“Okazaki-chan!”

I probably would if I were being truthful, but it wasn’t as though Yae would be willing. Still, the idea of a giant woman stripping in front of me was appealing. Yae, to me, was an adorable girl, but at this moment, she was a divine monolith. There was no exaggerating the fact that her fine features had been multiplied many times over along with her height.

Okazaki took Yae’s things while she held onto me. We headed out of the gymnasium and to the nurse’s office. It was a real effort to try to figure out my surroundings. I had a map of the school in my head from how often I went down the halls, but I was unable to make out the ceiling and walls let alone the turns. Everything felt so alien as Yae held me close to her stomach while she walked. When I gazed up the imposing white wall of her shirt, I couldn’t even see her familiar face because looking up, my vision was blocked by her chest high above me. 

When we arrived at the nurse’s office, we were greeted by the school nurse who was drinking coffee in her seat.

“Oh, you girls. So I take it that the session’s almost over?”

“Yes, Sasakura-sensei. We brought Senpai like you asked.”

“Ah good. Go ahead and take him to the backroom to get his final measurements. I want to see if there are any discrepancies in his numbers from what’s expected,” Sensei ordered. “Asano, you join in and make sure Okazaki doesn’t do anything funny.”

“Something funny?” Yae tilted her head. I frowned, recalling yesterday’s measurement taking. It seemed Sensei found out what Okazaki had done judging by her glare. 

“Aww, but I wanted some alone time with Senpai again,” complained Okazaki. I’d rather not have that. Teasing was one thing, but Okazaki had the tendency to go too far. I would appreciate Yae joining to rein my underclassman in.

“I’ll do it,” Yae asserted, eyeing Okazaki with unease. “Ah, but first, can I get changed here, Sensei?”

“Sure thing. The key to my washroom is right by the cabinet over there. Okazaki while Asano’s changing, get to work. There are only so many minutes of class.”

“Got it~!”

Yae and Okazaki exchanged what they were carrying. Okazaki gave her back her belongings that she was carrying while Yae handed me over by tilting her finger and making me fall off onto Okazaki’s palm. I was brought to the backroom while in my underclassman’s hand.

Really, I couldn’t consider it a hand anymore. At a millimeter tall, Okazaki’s small hands were now a hilly field I could spend an hour walking around. Each of her fingers were skyscrapers that blocked the ceiling light, leaving me in their shadows.

In any case, we were going to have another health check before the end of the day. Sensei wanted to make sure there wasn’t too much variance in my height, probably because I had been spending all week at home with Yae. Though I wondered how they could get every measurement I had gone through yesterday at my current size, I ended up not worrying about it. My concerns were elsewhere as Okazaki was as foolishly over-excited as ever.

“Nishishishishi~! Your class is crazier than I am, Senpai,” my underclassman was amused. I fell onto my back when the gargantuan finger from her opposite hand pointed at me. This only made her laugh further. “Oh, this is so great! So this is what minimum height is. You’re so puny; it looks like it’d take you forever to travel up my arm.”

That it would. I had experience climbing a human body, as weird as that sounded, and the length of Okazaki’s arm was roughly more than a kilometer. I didn’t want her to prove the point, but without any notice, she slammed down on me with her opposite hand’s thumb.

“Oof!”

“I didn’t get the chance to play with you much, but getting to do the health check with you again is fine by me,” my junior grinned.

Okazaki stretched out her arm and opened her palm. I was still stuck on her finger which had been her aim. I was as far as I could be from her while still on her arm. She wanted to show me first hand how distant her face I was from my perspective.

“How do I look now that you’re so small, you can walk on me, Senpai? It’s so exhilarating looking at you like this.”

Okazaki really had no filter, announcing her kinks so blatantly. If I were my usual self, I’d dismiss her with a straight face and tell her to knock it off, but I couldn’t keep to my routine when this was anything but. I had been able to maintain my composure with my underclassman at every other height I had been this week, but being alone with somebody over 3 km tall was just way too impactful for me. Being inside the skyscraper earlier had granted me the benefit of a window separating us so I could imagine the entire experience like being in a 4D (3D would be far less interactive) movie, but being directly on her, I lost myself as my eyes followed the length of her arm up to Okazaki’s shoulder. I tried to recall how short she actually was, but my memory escaped me. 

Though it was impossible for her to see my expression, Okazaki could tell I was dumbfounded from my motionless body in the center of her thumb. I shuddered when she giggled at the sight. “Fufu~n. Senpai, you’re literally in my hands. You can’t run away like this, can you?” 

I did not like what Okazaki was implying. I certainly couldn’t go anywhere. Whatever direction I ran, I would still be on her hand. Unless I wanted to fall, I really was trapped.

“Aren’t you afraid, Senpai? I’m only 145 cm, but since you’re just a millimeter, it must be a big difference,” Okazaki teased. “Do you want to climb Mt. Nao from here or the very bottom?”

So she wasn’t using a kaiju description to refer to herself anymore. Well, she was on the level of mountains now, definitely. Her fingers and toes were kaiju in their own right.

“Oh, I guess we should start, actually, or else Sensei’s going to get mad.  I know! How about the pressure test! We should do that before Asano-senpai is done changing.” Okazaki let out a mischievous laugh.

I shuddered, hoping she was just teasing. I did not want to know what being crushed under a mountain would feel like. Unfortunately, Okazaki really wanted to make sure I remembered. I saw a shadow fall over me as her index finger approached.

“Whoa, hey sto-!” I raised my hands up as Okazaki brought her fingers together. Though I tried to resist and lift up the weight my underclassman brought down on me, I was fighting a losing battle. Actually, it wasn’t even a battle. A battle would mean I had a fighting chance. The enormous mass of Okazaki’s index finger immediately pushed me down as she squeezed my millimeter tall body.

“Fufu~n. No resistance at all, Senpai? So weak,” Okazaki giggled. “It’s actually hard trying to leave a space between my fingers, y’know?”

This was her trying to leave a space? My entire body was being smothered by tremendous levels of pressure, and Okazaki was actually going easy on me? This really drove home my new position at this height. I was a helpless ant in my kouhai’s grasp. She decided what she wanted to do to me, and I had no say because even without trying she still could utterly overpower me.

“Well, I can’t really tell how much weight is pressing on you like this. Oh, since you’re durable enough to survive being stepped on now, how about we do a full repeat of yesterday? We won’t even need the safety material,” Okazaki’s mischievous grin grew.

She lowered her hand to a chair with a blue cushion on it and released my tiny body that was pinched between her fingers. Actually, I was still stuck onto her for a moment before she used her nail to push me off. I fell over onto the center of the cushion.

“Please tell me she’s joking,” I begged aloud, looking up at a meteoric rear end in red shorts. 

If she was, she was making a very elaborate joke. Okazaki lowered herself and scooted towards the chair until the back of her thighs touched the edge. I was shoved further inward when her weight suddenly pushed the chair, putting me just a bit away from the middle of Okazaki’s colossal shorts clad butt. I paled realizing I was dwarfed even by the seam of her shorts which I could clearly see directly above me. I was in the darkness Okazaki created by hovering her butt just mere centimeters over the table.

“A-Ah...” I couldn’t say a word. My entire body seized up at the world ending sight above me. A moon was ready to fall on me. If it landed, what would be my chances for survival? Slim to none.

“Asano-senpai would be mad if I did this, but she can’t complain if she’s not around to see it,” Okazaki muttered. “But hey, this is the best way to see if you can handle the pressure, right, Senpai?”

It certainly was not. I’d get her back for this when I got back to normal, but at the moment, I was actually whimpering. As much as I knew Compression strengthened me, my instincts said I was in life threatening danger from this divine wrath from the heavens.

My underclassman didn’t know just how frightened I was and continued teasing. “Nishishishi~. I know you’re mad Senpai, but this is all a part of the program. You’re supposed to learn you can’t argue against a super giant like me. If you don’t like it, you can run.”

Even if I did, I wouldn’t be able to make it any far. I was smaller than an eraser shaving. It’d take me minutes to get out of Okazaki’s shadow, and even then, I would still be atop the cushion. All I could do was pray to her and hope she wouldn’t sit on me. It was surreal. What a world to be living in where I had to pray to my underclassman to avoid being crushed by her, but she was just that far above me.

“Well, I’m just kidding,” were the words I was thankful for as the floating mountain that was Okazaki stepped away from the chair I was on, giving me mercy at the last possible moment. My prayers had been answered“You know I can’t resist this rush, Senpai. I’m going to be so sad to be shorter than you again when you change back.”

She didn’t sound sad, but that was probably because, in the future weeks, she’d still be helping around with the other classes. 

“... But it’s a bit disappointing to not be able to see much of a reaction from you, Senpai,” Okazaki frowned, realizing she was essentially talking to herself since it was impossible for me to reply. “And after seeing Yukimura-senpai earlier, I guess it really does look embarrassing...”

I raised an eyebrow. Had Okazaki actually learned something? Yukimura had even less restraint than her, so seeing how she behaved from an outsider’s perspective must have hit home for her.

“Sorry for messing around with you so much, Senpai. I’ll be a good kouhai next week, so don’t be so mean to me if you want to get payback, okay?”

I’d consider it if Okazaki learned her lesson. In any case, Okazaki actually got to work properly and turned around to go looking for the measuring equipment. She said there was a device sent in from the government that would make getting all of the data super easy even though I was a tenth of a centimeter tall. It seemed that Sensei had misplaced the box for the device however because it wasn’t on the table. She had to look for it. It seemed a little humorous to see someone so gigantic struggling to reach for the upper shelves.

Creak!

“I’m done changing,” Yae opened the door of the backroom with a creak. I couldn’t see her from where I was standing on the chair, but I could hear her. “Okazaki-chan, you didn’t do anything bad to Touya did you?”

“N-No way, Asano-senpai,” Okazaki stuttered. “I held back this time.”

“This time? What happened last time then?”

“E-Er….”

Yae’s glare while she gave my underclassman an interrogation must have been harsh. Okazaki withdrew behind the table to hide herself from it. When Yae approached, I could see her unamused expression. She was suspicious of Okazaki.

My kouhai was thankful when Yae let her go. “Never mind. Touya’s just too popular with the girls in the health committee, isn’t he?”

“Getting jealous like that is really cute of you, Asano-senpai,” Okazaki giggled. “You really like Senpai, don’t you?” 

“Of course I do,” Yae honestly replied. “That’s why I don’t like seeing all of you girls messing with him.”

“So you want him all to yourself, huh? You’re the possessive type, I see, Asano-senpai,” a grin crossed Okazaki who chose to tease Yae. “You probably had fun with him all week at home.”

“I-I can’t deny that…”

The conversation between Okazaki and Yae continued while Okazaki searched for the measuring device. I grew concerned as Yae started to move over towards the chair.

“Oh no…,” I realized Yae didn’t know where I was. She had only been speaking with Okazaki since she entered, and Okazaki hadn’t bothered in the slightest to take me off the seat she had left me on before.

The moment Yae’s turned her back to the chair, I knew I should have seen this coming. Yae’s rear was even larger than Okazaki’s. The entire chair was covered in her shadow. I watched as she pulled on her skirt to keep it in place, and the navy blue moon of her butt crashed down on me.

“Yae!-”

Slaaaaaaaaam!

“Mmfff!”

The colony drop was accomplished. The end came. What I had not wanted Okazaki to do earlier, Yae had done. It was not slow enough for me to take note of anything. It had been a near-instantaneous and sudden event. I blinked and an entire mountain’s worth of womanly weight crushed me when Yae sat down. I was engulfed by her uniform skirt which filled my vision. Though it started soft, it became dense, heavy, and agonizing as I was not only pinned down but also squished and flattened to the seat cushion by Yae’s butt. 

“So what are you looking for, Okazaki-chan?”

I couldn’t hear the answer to Yae’s question, but I was able to hear her with every fiber of my being. When she spoke, her words vibrated through her body and… well, her butt as well.

“Wow. That makes things very easy then.”

This was excruciatingly rough. Though not as foul as when Yae had been made to step on me this morning, Yae was completely unaware of my presence this time. She was not buffering her weight at all.

How could I describe being crushed under my mountainous classmate? I knew Reduction made crushing safer for me at this size, but I felt like a grape ready to pop under all of the weight pushing me down. If this was Yae’s bare bottom, I would’ve been pressed into it like a fake tattoo. My body felt flatter than paper, like an entire dimension of my existence had been eliminated underneath Yae’s great mass. It was painful. My body was bound to the spot and pinned to the chair. I couldn’t lift a single finger or turn my head a single bit. 

To further add to matters, Okazaki apparently hadn’t turned around while answering Yae. As she seemed to continue the conversation without noticing. I couldn’t hear her, but Yae’s reply came with the shifting of her leg. I felt the even spread of weight around me suddenly start to focus on my upper body as Yae leaned back. I still couldn’t move my legs, but now my face was pressed down on further.

“Mgh...” I was small enough that there was enough air where I was, but Yae’s body heat made the confined space as hot as a sauna. I wanted to struggle so Yae could feel me, but there was no way I could move. Though even if I was able to, my body was too minute that Yae wouldn’t feel a single hit through her skirt and panties. Like with Okazaki, all I could do was pray - pray for the moment when Yae would release me.

“Oh, you found it?”

And those prayers were answered after another agonizing minute. I was grateful when Yae stood back up as I was free from the heat and pressure, but as I had been getting well acquainted with today, I found my body still stuck to her. Her pleated skirt rose while contorting to her curves. I was able to feel the warmth and mass of Yae’s left butt cheek through her uniform. 

“Uwah… Too high. Way too high.” 

If I hadn’t developed a fear of heights yet, I was starting to now. I grabbed onto the fabric of Yae’s skirt for dear life. It was over a kilometer to the ground, and I did not want to experience skydiving without a parachute. Unfortunately, that wasn’t going to be possible. There was no way my grip strength was anywhere near strong enough to handle the movements of Yae’s skirt as she walked. I wondered if this was what a piece of lint felt like clinging onto Yae’s pleated skirt that fluttered about as her legs moved. This was crazy. I was a nigh unnoticeable dot on a nearly 3 km tall girl’s skirt, being swung around like I was on a trapeze. I was launched off just with no effort at all on Yae’s part..

“Waaaaaah!” I felt the rush of wind from being accelerated by gravity down to the floor. The only thing telling me how high up I was as I fell was how far down Yae’s leg I was. I braced myself for the fall and closed my eyes before the impact.

Wham!

I hit the ground hard. My entire body felt numb as a surge of pain hit every nerve - like a needle had stabbed into each one.

“G-Gah… Awah… Owch...” sounds escaped my mouth as I looked up. My vision was blurred, but I was alive. In pain, but alive. This certainly would have been impossible without Reduction. Who in the world would be able to survive a fall from over a kilometer onto solid ground? I would’ve left a crater if I were normal sized.

Of course, I clearly wasn’t normal height at the moment. My fall was as unnoticed as a strand of hair falling off of Yae’s head. Even the impact couldn’t reach Yae’s ears. I doubted any sound I made would’ve made it past her ankles, honestly. Being this small meant being imperceivable. 

And now that I was on the floor, I now knew just what it would have been like being outside the tower during the girls’ antics earlier.

Slaaaaaaaaam!

“Hiiii!” I squeaked when Yae’s foot landed on the ground as she put her foot down. Was this an ant’s point of view? I had fallen less than half a stride away from Yae and was able to look at her from behind. The heel of Yae’s indoor slipper was bigger than a few Tokyo Domes. The 1 cm Safety Sole alone was ten times my height.

Looking up, I found myself unable to hear Yae's head whatsoever. Anything past Yae’s skirt was not in my view. My eyes followed the towers of her legs clad in in black. Where her thigh-highs ended, I could catch a glimpse of her bare skin, but beyond that, her skirt blocked out the rest of my ability to see.

I paled, seeing the distance from where I was to Yae’s feet. The 20 cm or so to them were a few dozen meters to me. I wasn’t that far away from her at all, but it felt far to me. With how vulnerable I was on the floor I had to get over there to get her attention somehow. Yae was not going to notice me. She was giving all of her attention to Okazaki, chatting with her while Okazaki was figuring out how to remove the seal on the box. 

“So the measurements will be done quickly thanks to that tool, Okazaki-chan?”

“Yeah. All we need is to put Senpai on a flat surface and it’ll scan him. Super easy!”

“I’m glad it’s so quick. We can get back to class and rest up after that then.” 

“You want to go back so soon? C’mon, Asano-senpai, you should stay. Then you can play with me and Senpai!”

“I’m taking back Touya with me, y’know?”

“I know, I know… This is rough… Asano-senpai, can you get me the scissors over there? It’ll be easier to just cut this.”

“Sure. Okay.”

I had only gotten halfway to from my starting point to Yae when she turned around to get what Okazaki asked for. In the end, I shouldn’t have moved in the first place. With Yae’s first step, my sky was eclipsed by the pink sole of her shoe. I turned my body to start running away, but I couldn’t get out of the shadow of Yae’s foot as her heel hit the floor followed by the rest of her shoe.

“No wai-” 

Stomp! 

I was overtaken in the blink of an eye. There was no crunch, nothing audible or any resistance for Yae to take notice. In fact, I was so small, the Safety Sole didn’t even bend to my weight because my weight was now negligible. I was stepped on by Yae’s full weight, my entire body was abruptly slammed into the ground by an astronomical force. I was immediately crushed and pushed between patterned etchings of the Safety Sole. My body felt twisted as I was crammed between the gaps like a loose pebble.

“Urgh… W-”

Stomp!

I couldn’t get my bearings straight before Yae’s foot rose and slammed into the floor again. My body was caught in the gap, but it offered me no safety. Every time Yae brought her foot up, I dangled out before being forced back into the gap when I was crushed between Yae’s shoe and the floor. This repeated continuously until Yae made it back with the scissors to Okazaki. My body was ground against the floor as Yae shifted about talking.

“Here you go, Okazaki-chan.”

“Ah. Thank you! This is a pain to get open. Now we can measure Senpai.”

“Yup. Hm…? Actually, Okazaki-chan, where did you put Touya? I don’t see him on the table.”

“Oh. Er… I was messing with him for a bit. I left him over on the chair with the cushion.”

“Eh?”

“A-Ah. I promise I didn’t do anything like sitting on him. I was just joking around to scare him. I swear, Asano-senpai.”

Yae wasn’t listening to Okazaki’s excuses. It went in one ear and out the other. She wasn’t mad, though. I was aware of this because my body could feel her every movement while ground beneath it. She suddenly stopped moving around. She froze up upon hearing where I had been earlier. The only other movement she made was her neck snapping in the direction of the chair. She realized just what had happened… Well, part of it. I doubted she knew where I currently was, much to my dismay.

“Well, I’ll set this thing up. Grk… It looks like this needs batteries... which are… somewhere… Oh I know where they are,” Okazaki-chan was still oblivious of what had been going on when she wasn’t paying attention. “Asano-senpai, can you get Senpai and put him on the table?

“Eh? Ah. Sure,” Yae mumbled.

Whaaaam!

Another stomp knocked the air out of me. It was rougher than the previous ones, heavier too. Yae was in a panic. She rushed over to the chair to look for me, all the while crushing me like a piece of gum stuck on her shoe with each step. When Yae leaned forward to try to inspect the cushion in an effort to find me, her feet rose up, giving me a moment's reprieve to see light. 

“Not here… Then that means...” I heard Yae whisper. The next thing I knew, the light disappeared as I was slammed into the ground again. 

Though I wasn’t entirely aware of it, Yae started to check her own skirt to see if I was on her. Her hand groped her own butt and she shifted about as she did so. While still under her feet, I was dragged across the floor when her foot skidded to the left and then the right. 

“Grk...” This was tortuous. 

“No…? Then where is… Ah!” It took until Yae thought to use the Tracer Belt application on her phone to find me. After she pulled her phone out to check, and saw my location, I felt her entire body shudder. “Touya… you’re...”

I was stuck to her shoe like a piece of gum, or rather, something far less than a piece of gum, perhaps a grain of sand. That was what Yae discovered when she lifted her foot up and finally found me pasted to her sole.

At the very least, I was saved when I saw Yae’s face. Her expressions changed from horrified to relieved to embarrassed. She had realized she had crushed me, saw that I was okay, and then quickly turned red in the face from realizing what had happened. It was actually very impressive to see the red shade travel up her face as her blood rushed to her head. The fact that she had sat on me and then stepped on me stuck in her mind as firmly as I had been smeared to her.

Slowly and steadily, Yae to take me off of her shoe. She tried to be as silent as possible. My body was pinched between her fingers and peeled off.

“Okay. I got the batteries. We’re good to go,” Okazaki called. “Senpai, Asano-senpai, are you good?”

“Y-Yes.”

Yae stuttered with her back to Okazaki, but she didn’t turn to bring me over immediately. Putting a finger to her lips, Yae whispered softly so that Okazaki couldn’t hear, but there was no way I wouldn’t be able to when her voice boomed in my ears.

“Sorry. Let’s keep this a secret, okay?”

A secret? She was still shaking from realizing what she had done. It was always so easy to see her flustered face when I was involved. No matter how big she was, Yae really was Yae. Despite how rough being underfoot was, I found I couldn’t help but laugh at how accepting she was about having stepped on me. Truly, our idea of what we could and couldn’t do had changed throughout the day. 

Well, there was no way I’d be able to vocalize this secret until the end of the day, but I was sure to tell Yae all about the experience when we got home. Still, as the measurements began, I couldn’t help but think. After having gotten into another dangerous accident again, my life really was at the complete mercy of these giant girls. I really wanted to change back soon.

(50) Day 5 Session 6: Millimeter Supervision (0.10 cm > 0.09 cm)

After all the fuss from getting sat on and then stomped and then measured, I was finally given a proper chance to rest when Yae returned to the classroom. Okazaki had done her job without any issues, Though she was curious about why Yae suddenly started acting strange. Yae had been able to leave the infirmary safely with me. She had arrived before the girls returned from changing and before the boys were brought back, so it was just the two of us at her desk.

It was a surreal sight seeing a 3 km tall giant woman completely deflated and sprawled out atop her desk.

“I’m really sorry, Touya...” Yae spoke with her head flat on the table. All I could see of her face were her tomato red ears.

I sat atop a 100 yen coin atop an eraser atop a small notebook atop a sheet of paper that had multiple arrows drawn on it pointing towards me along with the large words ‘TOUYA HERE’ on it. Yae was trying to make sure she knew where I was at all times after all of the accidents.

I would’ve liked to tell her to calm down, but my miniscule voice wasn’t going to carry itself to her ear. Well, trying to console her when I was technically the one at fault was probably a bad idea anyways… even if I was the victim. I simulated in my head trying to get off the coin and pat Yae’s hand. I’d probably be considered the source of an itch and swatted off, and that was if Yae felt me in the first place.

“Actually… wouldn’t I normally think about patting her head…? No, that’s impossible at this size anyways… Wait, why am I treating this height as the default?” I noticed something was wrong with my own head. I had been small for far too long.

Yae was left without anybody to console her because I physically wasn’t able to. In the end, the rest of the class returned while Yae was still lying listlessly on her desk.

“No response... Yup... Just a corpse...,” Yukimura had a bit of fun poking Yae in the back with her pencil. She wasn’t the only one either. Takahashi was successfully balancing her textbook on Yae’s head.

“I can probably guess something happened. Kirishima-kun, you got into some dirty trouble, didn’t you?” Takahashi guessed. Well, being sat on and stepped on where dirty in different senses. 

“It wasn’t dirty...” Yae’s muffled shouts told the girls she was actually listening. Yukimura took the moment to remove the book from Yae’s head. When it was gone, Yae brought her head back up. 

“No. It probably was,” Takahashi rejected Yae’s opinion. “Well, don’t worry. It’s still not as bad as Yukimura here.”

“Eh? Shizuku-san?”

Yukimura flashed a ‘V’ sign with one hand and then brought her foot off the floor. I couldn’t see from where I was, but it was clear that she was showing the girls her barefoot. It was for the best. I was not willing to see how much smaller I was than Yukimura’s toes.

“I got to have more fun with the models...” she announced happily while still keeping her expressionless face. “Senpai got mad though...”

“Er… Are those buildings still stuck there? And is that a train?” Yae’s mouth wouldn’t close. “They’re just wedged there.”

“After you left, we had to clean up and Yukimura asked to join. She kind of got too into playing kaiju… I think she developed a new kink,” Takahashi strained to find the words. “And you know how she likes being barefoot, right? The high rise buildings all were small enough to stick to her like pebbles.”

“We couldn’t get them all off and Senpai gave up…,” Yukimura explained. “It was thrilling...”

I grimaced. I didn’t want to picture the remnants of a city clinging to her bare feet. Reduction Week was certainly dangerous if the girls were developing fetishes from just a five day experience. Then again, this was Yukimura we were talking about. She was kind of an outlier amongst the girls.

“Shizuku-san...” Yae didn’t know what to say. She was dumbfounded. She was also, however, distracted from her previous mood. 

Class began again soon after. Entering the room was Sasakura-sensei and Asahina who rolled a cart in with her which the guys were on. I felt relieved. If it was those two, there wouldn’t be any trouble. Sensei was a professional while Asahina, the ever-serious girl, was straight-forward and to the point. I was curious as to why our teacher for the period wasn’t around but I guessed it was another case of Sasakura-sensei supervising.

Asahina came to Yae and asked for me so she could prepare me for the session. The 100 yen coin I was on was collected by her and held safely in her palm as she wrote the name of the session on the board. The 6th and final session of the day was called Millimeter Supervision.

“Welcome to the last session for today, everyone. Well, we call it the last session, but really, we’ll be wrapping up the week with a review, test, and survey,” Asahina announced. “But at the same time, we will be making sure the boys get to experience one last job.”

“Millimeter Supervision? What’s that supposed to mean?” Tokiwa raised her hand to ask the question.

“Well, for this session, we have all the boys here in little offices,” Asahina opened up the hand I was in. I watched as she used her other hand to lower a reduced room down into her palm. It was sticking to her finger like a fleck of dirt. The room was a one story building made to just simulate one floor of an office building, not even as tall as the thickness of the 100 yen coin. It was not very large at all. “Kirishima-kun, can you please head inside?”

I frowned, but did as ordered. There was no disobeying Asahina whose eye beat down on me like the sun. It was surreal seeing a layer of glass in the sky between us as well. Her glasses made a transparent barrier in the sky. I felt like I was being looked at through a microscope.

I had to jump off the 100 yen coin which I honestly didn’t want to do because it was the size of a house to me. I knew I was durable, but my sense of self-preservation did not want me to be so willing to jump from great heights (of 2 millimeters). I did though and landed onto Asahina’s plush palm.

“She could’ve put this closer,” I frowned, realizing I had to walk a fair distance along Asahina’s hand to the little office. 

“Fufu~n,” I heard Asahina giggle. It seemed even she wasn’t immune to playing around. “Well, as Kirishima-kun takes his sweet time. As I mentioned, the boys will be in these offices. In a sense, you can call them supervisors, but we will only be giving them that as a title only. While you girls will be going through the end of week review, test, and survey, they will be doing the same thing as you. However, we felt we couldn’t leave it as just that. To give the boys some added job experience, whenever you finish, you must get them to sign off on your paper.”

Sign off? I was curious as to what Asahina meant as I entered the office building.

“Each of the offices has an official seal. It is small, yes, but we do have a detector to see if it’s been used,” Asahina explained, pushing up her glasses. “We will be putting the boys on your table, so please keep them safe. They can get blown away very easily at this size now, as you saw in the last session.”

“Oh, this is predictable,” I shut the doors of the office building immediately. It was somewhat nightmarishing looking outside. I couldn’t clearly see all of Asahina’s face. The sky itself was the color of her skin, but in place of any clouds or the sun were her enormous pink lips. As Asahina pursed them, it was like a hole in the sky opened up.  

“Fwoooo!”

She blew into her palm with more force than Yoshikawa had done before. If I had described Yoshikawa as a tempest, the force of Asahina’s breath was beyond even a violent typhoon. In fact, a typhoon would’ve been a spring breeze compared to the powerful flurry of destruction I was facing. The reduced office apparently had been built so that the roof couldn’t be taken off unlike many of the others I had been in. That didn’t stop the instant storm descending on me though.

“Gak! Uwaaaah!” Up became down and then up again and then down again. The entire structure was caught up in Asahina's breath and lifted right off her palm. I slammed into the wall and then the ceiling, and then back to the floor repeatedly as the office building spun through the air before slamming into Asahina’s curled fingers. 

That Asahina… A single breath for her had sent an entire building flying. I thought she was a bit more straight-laced, but I guess if she was a part of the session leaders, she was among the group that Senpai said wanted to mess with me. She was even brazenly doing it in front of everyone. Well actually, the rest of the class was unaware of my plight because of how miniscule I was in Asahina’s hand. I supposed that was why she could openly do this.

Asahina continued to speak to the class while curling her fingers further so that building I was in tumbled off of them and back onto her palm. Unfortunately, the building ended up on upside down, so I landed on the ceiling. I was somewhat thankful everything in the building was apparently fastened to the walls and floor.

“Over this week, you all interacted with the boys at various sizes and got a real glimpse at how large you are compared to them when at the minimum Reduction scale, so Sensei and I will be checking to see what you learned while being with them,” Asahina continued before handing the floor to Sasakura-sensei.

“The review will also consist of a training session on how to work with reduced employees. If you pass the test right after, we’ll give you a card that can be considered your certification to work in Reduction-designated environments. You’ll receive the actual certificate in the mail in a few weeks,” Sensei informed the class. “That should open up a few more part-job opportunities for you kids once summer break comes around. The certification is only for 2 years but it should last you through high school at least.”

“Boys, you will also be getting a certification for Reduced employment as well,” Asahina added.

Certifications, that was certainly a plus to going through a five day mandatory program. Though quite honestly, I felt like I had heard of those two certifications before. Still, I had no complaints other than my sense of direction since I was still in an inverted room.

“Is there going to be a penalty for this session too?” somebody asked an important question.

“Well, there’s no quota to meet or anything, so no,” I could see Asahina’s disappointment when she had to say it. “I would’ve preferred one, but I ended up drawing the safe dud anyways, so it wouldn’t have mattered.”

“Even if you picked a stick with a penalty, I would’ve scratched that for this session anyways. This session is last for a reason,” Sensei chuckled. “Besides, I think the boys need all the rest they can get after what you girls did earlier, am I right?”

There was a clamor as a couple of the girls started glancing around and whispering to each other. I supposed what had happened in our district wasn’t uncommon. As for me, I was more or less satisfied hearing there would be no quota or penalty. Sensei was nice enough to give us a reprieve from the health committee’s antics for the end of the day.

Sensei started to give out the instructions for the review to the girls while Asahina brought me back to Yae. She flipped the building I was in rightside up again and returned Yae’s 100 yen coin by putting me atop the coin. I strained to recall what I was supposed to do for the lesson, but that became unnecessary as Asahina spoke to Yae. 

“Yae-san, Kirishima-san actually completed his certification as a part health committee training before this week. He only needs to fill out the survey that should be in the office. He can take a break until you need to get the seal.”

“Eh? Okay,” nodded Yae.

That was what I had forgotten. The two certifications Asahina had talked about were ones we as the health committee had already gotten because we were required to get the training before taking part. This worked to my advantage though because I really was being given the time to relax that I was lacking.

So this was how the last session was going to go. It seemed simple, like no effort had been put in it. I guessed all of the work Senpai and the others put in had been focused on the previous five. It was either that or Sensei put her foot down in the end.

Whatever the case, I finally had my break from all the giant women fooling around and the accidents. I walked around the small office and found the survey Asahina had mentioned. It was on a reduced computer tablet that was affixed to one of the tables. I couldn’t pull it off, but that was necessary to be able to use it. The questions weren’t anything too out there. There were opinion based questions asking for input from each session, the program in general, and how the health committee managed it. There was also a section regarding people who had an exemption like me.

I spent a fair amount of time honestly filling out each session. My personality wouldn’t let me leave any prompt unanswered. I wasn’t afraid of adding my multitude of complaints from my treatment with the quotas and penalties either. A few of the questions, though, I wrote ‘In my report you’ll be getting’ because some were comments to Sasakura-sensei and the health committee.

I was so preoccupied with the survey that it took an earthquake (Yae) to pull my attention away from it.

“Touya, I finished the review paper. You need to go get the stamp,” she told me.

Right. I had a job to do. Hitting the submit button on the tablet, I went to search for the seal… Well, that wasn’t really necessary as it was right beneath the table the tablet was on. 

“Whoa.” I was surprised. The seal was big to say the least. Comically big. A manhole sized stamp as thick of a two layer cake was the best way to describe it. Still, I was able to pick it up. There was a strap on it that allowed me to swing it around my shoulder like a backpack instead of just lugging it out the door.

Stepping back out into the normal sized world, I was greeted by Yae’s pencil as it pressed into the 100 yen coin and rose up like a pillar into the skies.

The pencil then rose up and moved dozens of meters away and onto the paper that the 100 yen coin was placed on. I turned my whole body as Yae made the titanic pillar circle around the entire coin in under a second. “I think you can do it anywhere on the paper Touya,” Yae told me.

I got to work immediately. Yae was smiling as she watched me carry the giant seal to the edge of the coin. I wondered what it must’ve looked like, seeing me walking on a coin. When I got to the edge, though, I could tell that she thought it looked adorable because she was doing her best to hold in her giggles.

“Touya, do you need help down?” she asked. The coin was thicker than I was tall after all. Yae didn’t wait for an answer, though, or rather, she couldn’t because Sasakura-Sensei called her attention. I wasn’t going to get any help going down.

“Well, I guess I’m not getting back up.”

I grumbled and let the seal fall down to the paper. I was more cautious with myself, so rather than jumping I tried keeping hold of the edge of the coin to lower myself first before letting go. 

“Oof!”

I landed on my tailbone. It hurt, but definitely not as bad as everything else I had been through. In any case, I did my job by picking up the seal and stamping it onto the white floor of the paper I was on. This was a rather impressive seal as there was a button on it that I had to press for stamp ink to start flowing. After that, it was just a matter lifting the seal and dropping it back down onto the floor. 

That was it. This was a really easy job. I guessed supervisors would have to go give approval to work from time to time before returning to their own business. It felt a little odd to have a supervisor smaller than the employee, though. The power differences seemed shuffled haphazardly.

Unfortunately for me, I couldn’t return back to the office building that was my size, so I sat down atop the stamp and looked around. This was the last session and I was actually at the proper minimum height now according to the Tracer Belt. The last sliver of reduction had passed, leaving me at 0.09 cm, 2000 times smaller than my normal height of 180 cm.

… That was small. What was it like in a world 2000 times my size?

Well for starters, you could fit multiple neighborhoods on Yae’s paper, let alone the entire desk. This expansive field of white was so flat and empty that it reminded me of the countryside in its vastness. Yae’s pencil case was an unclimbable hill that blocked my view of a majority of Yae’s table. If I wanted to see the rest of it, I would have to take a few minutes to walk around it.

Even while I was on the table, the 3 km tall Yae was still a kilometer above me. If there were clouds, she would pierce through them. She was, for all intents and purposes, a part of the environment to me, a distant moving mountain moving her pencil across the paper she was currently working on. I could feel the minute shifting of the desk as Yae pushed her pencil down and wrote.

It was odd trying to look out at the rest of the classroom. Distance really did affect your ability to focus your eyes. I could see the figures of the other girls seated at their desks but I couldn’t see them that clearly even though I knew by heart where each of them sat.

“This is Yae-land, I guess…,” I mumbled to myself. I was the sole resident of this island of Yae’s table. No, I wouldn’t consider Yae a resident, she was a part of the land itself.

When Asahina approached while patrolling, I was able to see her figure come into focus from a distant blur. I also had to start tilting my head back as she got closer to the table. I gave up when I found I could only see the underside of her chest rather than her head. She got up rather close to Yae’s desk, creating a blue wall on the edge of the table with her skirt.

“So diligent,” she complimented as she saw Yae work. “I think you can ease up a little, though, Yae-san. This is meant to be an easy session, and the certification test shouldn’t be any issue for someone who took care of Kirishima-kun.”

“I know,” Yae answered with a smile. “Sensei made me take a practice test before I was allowed to sign the exemption with Touya, so I’ve heard most of this before.”

“Then you really should relax then,” Asahina smiled and looked down at the paper I was on. When she spotted me, that smile turned into a smirk. “Yae-san, can I borrow your pencil?”

“Huh? Okay.”

I frowned. Asahina was still planning on messing with me despite the simplicity of this session. I braced myself as the towering pencil landed a few meters (millimeters in Asahina’s perspective) from me. A black line crossed the landscape as she started marking up the white paper. What did Asahina want me to do? She was writing something on the paper after she drew that line. I tried to make out the words which I could walk on.

[Run to here] was what I read along with the arrow she drew. Was she serious?

“Why not give Kirishima-kun a little exercise?” she suggested.

These giant women… No, that Asahina… This bespectacled girl kept a straight face as best as she could so that nobody else would realize her intentions outside of Yae. She wasn’t directly involved but she could still have a little fun by inciting Yae.

Yae was too impressionable. “That sounds like it’d be fun, Asahina-san. But would Touya want to?”

Asahina didn’t answer and instead flipped the pencil over. I worriedly saw her hover the eraser end over me. She spun it around and around overhead but I could tell it was slowly descending towards me.

Thud!

“Whoa!” I dove out of the way as the pencil eraser dropped down onto me. I saw that it could cover me entirely. Asahina would have actually pinned me down if I hadn’t evaded. 

“I don’t think Kirishima-kun has much choice honestly,” Asahina told Yae, effectively forcing me to move. She began to drag the end of the pencil across the table towards me. She was going slowly but I had to start running to keep away from it. “Fufu~! I was hoping to be able to do something like this.”

“Hey, Asahina, help me pass these out, would you?” Sasakura-sensei stopped Asahina from chasing me down with the pencil.

“Coming, Sensei,” Asahina nodded and turned back to Yae. “Well, I’m satisfied. I’ll leave it to you, Yae-san.”

With those words, class 2-A’s health committee member returned Yae’s pencil and walked off. I would have stopped moving and turned back to the 100 yen coin, but Yae had taken Asahina’s words to mind. I swung the seal over my shoulder and looked up as Yae started to write on the paper swiftly.

[Sorry about earlier] she wrote. She then continued to write on the paper, making another arrow and writing a [Yes] and [No] inside them. [Do you forgive me?] was the last thing she wrote down.

It seemed Yae had gotten an idea on how to get me to communicate with her thanks to Asahina. She was still stuck on what she had done to me in the nurse’s office so she wanted to know what my answer was.

“Well, guess I’m walking anyway,” I relented to moving. I would have prefered if Yae drew the circles closer to each other, but she hadn’t thought to do that. I moved to the [Yes] circle and sat there until Yae glanced over and saw me. When she did, I saw a look of relief on her face for a moment.

Yae then grabbed the paper I was on and started to erase the question she had written earlier. I stumbled because the paper started to shake as she rubbed the eraser over it. She then started to write another one.

[Did Okazaki-chan do anything to you?]

I chuckled. It was going to be question-answer time during this session apparently. Yae had found a way to communicate with me in the middle of the class. It was a bit like passing notes, except more strenuous for me. She was surprised when I went to the [Yes] circle.

[Did Shizuku-san hurt you?] [Are you still hurt from what I did?] [Are you afraid of me?]

No. No. And No. Well, for the last one… I wasn’t entirely sure. My perspective on things certainly was changing. I wasn’t afraid of Yae, but I was not going to be able to get used to how much power she had over me.

Yae continued this through the rest of the review and test portions of class, changing the paper I was part way through and making me stamp her papers whenever she finished them. In the end, the backs of most of her papers were filled with questions and yes/no circles.

I was getting tired, but Yae had no sign of stopping. Furthermore, a perplexed expression started to form on her face after the seventh question.

When the survey section came for her, Yae asked a certain question.

[Touya, how fast are you now?]

Yae was getting curious about my tiny body because I had been moving back and forth along the papers the entire time. Asahina had really provoked her in the end.

How fast was I? Even I wasn’t sure. My pace seemed the same as usual, but considering my scale was 1/2000th the normal, it probably wasn’t much from Yae’s view. After all, I was taking minutes to go around her paper.

This being an open ended question, there was no way I could respond to Yae with a Yes or a No. I watched as Yae drew a line on the blank side of the paper I was on. This one was two thirds the paper’s length. At the end of the line, Yae wrote the word [GOAL].

Yae seemed to have gotten her spirit back up while being able to ask me questions. Unfortunately, that meant her playful and curious side returned. Yae was done with the lesson essentially so she was in the mood to relax.

“Well, I guess it’s not too difficult, at least,” I relented and did as Yae wanted. I walked down the line she drew with the seal strapped on my back. I could see her smile to see me walking down it.

As I walked down the line, I paid attention to its thickness. The black mark was as wide as a sidewalk. I could literally walk in the middle of the back line. My inner-child told me to try my best to stay on top of the graphite line as I headed to the destination.

It took me 4 minutes, almost five to actually get to the end by walking. Yae was able to finish the bubble-in portions of her paper survey within that span of time.

“W-wow, Touya. You only got there just now…,” she was in shock at how slow I was. I had already experienced the difference in speed between the two of us when I couldn’t escape her foot in time earlier, so I knew my height affected how far I could go. I had been slowed down to the scale millimeters per second. “How slow is that…?””

Conversely, from my perspective, Yae and everybody else had sped up to the level of kilometers per second. While I recognized it as her moving normally, it was difficult to take in the fact that a super massive structure was buzzing through the air when Yae moved. This was cemented further when Yae put her own finger to the paper and the towering digit swept across the white field in a single second what had taken me nearly five minutes to walk.

I would have preferred if Yae hadn’t tried that to get an idea of how slow I was compared to her. If you considered how large her finger was compared to me, you would realize that it displaced a great amount of air as it rushed by - like a truck on the expressway whizzing by. Yae generated a vacuum in that single instance of her finger’s swift movement.

“W-whoa! Wait, Yae! Waaaaaah!”

Considering how light I was at my miniscule size, I was pulled into the empty vacuum by a strong gust as the air rushed in to fill in that space. I was swept off my feet and my less than 1mm body was lifted and blown in the same direction down Yae’s desk.

“Ah.” Yae realized what she had done but she couldn’t react in time to stop it.

My body fell back down. However, I had been blown clear off the table, so my drop wasn’t as quick as my ascent. I couldn’t stop falling and falling and falling.

Plop!

Right onto Yae’s skirt. The blue pleated skirt caught me like a safety net. Unfortunately for me, this wasn’t the end of my descent.

“Gah! I’m still sliding!” The slope caused by a dip in Yae’s skirt was still making me slide down. I tried to react quickly and grab hold of the edge of the skirt before I fell further down, but I had too much momentum. My fingers slipped and I fell further onto the wood below.

To think I’d get blown away by just the air caused by her finger moving about. I truly was puny. Another accident had just happened.

Where had I fallen, though?

“Oh… Well… I should have known…” I drifted off as I stood up and looked around.

Where else would I end up after falling off the skirt of my seated friend? I was between her thighs. In the shadow of her skirt, I was in a wide valley with peach colored cliffs on both sides - well, peach and back from Yae’s skin and her thigh highs. Even at my size, the fabric of her thigh highs was taut, pinching her thighs tightly. I wouldn’t be able to lift or move the edge of her stockings in the slightest no matter how hard I tried. I was left in awe having to move my head looking around to see I was effectively trapped by her legs.

A great portion of my attention, though, was focused In front of me. The sight of Yae’s panties stretching up above me as a gargantuan cliff-side mural was surreal to say the least. I had encountered Yae’s impressive choice in underwear earlier today when I was both crushed by it and clinging onto it, but that was when I was close to ten times bigger. The stitching alone was larger than I was. Each royal blue patterned square was the size of a multi-story building to me. I could see a curve of Yae’s body I never would have expected to see this close up rising high up above me. 

“Beautiful…” was what escaped my lips.

Sniff.

I started walking forward without thinking. The air felt thick like a hot mist. A sweet yet salty scent entered my nose, or rather, enveloped my body. Yae was everything around me so it made sense I could smell her. My senses were assaulted by a musky, sweaty aroma. 

“Gah…,” I quickly covered my nose and mouth upon realizing I had been breathing in too much. It had been alluring, almost hypnotic. I had to fight myself to resist my instincts. That place was off limits. Yanase-senpai had been right about the pheromones. Though she said it was a joke, at this size, it seemed I was being affected heavily by being in proximity to Yae's womanhood. It was even worse than earlier. My body was having trouble against Yae’s natural aroma.

I didn’t seem to move much though, so Yae hadn’t realized I had been attracted, but she knew where I was. One hand pushed her skirt down, covering her underwear from my view, while the other hand came down to pick me up. 

This is when I felt it, however. As Yae’s finger descended upon me, I felt my body lighten, or rather, it was being pulled up. Yae collected me from the chair, but it was here that I realized I wasn’t stuck to her finger because of any pressure or sweat. Even without them, I was still clinging to her finger and defying what I knew was downwards gravity without any of that. I supposed at thousands of times my scale, the difference between Yae and I was enough that she’d have her own gravitational pull while I was akin to dust clinging to her.

Yae returned me back to the table, turning her finger to the side so I could slide off.

“I-I didn’t think you’d get blown off with just that. Sorry again, Touya,” she whispered, feeling ashamed something had happened to me again. I was getting involved in too many accidents. Yae had to stop playing around, and she knew it.

But truly, I was no longer in a state where I could avoid any of this. If I was able to be dazed by Yae’s scent and even pulled up by her own gravity, there was no helping it. This was the scale at which my childhood friend began approaching planetary in her influence over me. 

… Well, there wasn’t much time left in the day anyways, so we wouldn’t have to concern ourselves any further. I decided to venture back to the white paper while Yae finished her survey for me to stamp it. I hoped there wouldn’t be anything else. This was really it. The last session of the day meant I would soon be changing back. It had been an eventful week. After this session, we would spend the last part of the day at the infirmary where Sasakura-sensei would bring us all back to normal.

There was no need to linger on the negatives of being small any longer.