(17) Bath Thoughts (38 cm > 34 cm) Variation 2 [Ayame/Yuri Bath Edition]
Though I was reluctant about the tea cup bath, I didn’t realize that it would be the lesser of two evils while Ayame-san was preparing the hot water. What was the second option? That was Yuri, the girl who had heard our chat while washing the dishes with Yae and popped in with an idea. “Ah! Okaa-san! Can I have a bath with Touya Onii-chan?” “What? Hey, Yuri, what did you-?!” “Yuri… Touya-kun’s a young man. A young lady like yourself shouldn’t ask something like that.” “Eh? But Onee-chan gets to play with Onii-chan all the time. Can’t I too? It’s not fair Onee-chan always has Onii-chan all to herself.” “Hm… Oh my, this is not good. If you’re making that face… it’s hard to say no...” “Okaa-san, you’re not seriously thinking about it… are you…?” That was the conversation the three members of the Asano family had. In the end, it was decided that I was going to be bathing with Yae’s little sister as she had asked. “... Um Ayame-san, this is… a little embarrassing…,” I told the woman while in her hands as she walked through the steamy heat of the bathroom. “I understand your feelings, Touya-kun, but you’re as much my child as Yae and Yuri are. There’s nothing wrong with taking a bath with your own mother, is there?” the woman smiled. I could feel the bouncing of her massive bosom directly behind me, but closed my eyes, uncertain about looking. “There are several things wrong considering my age,” I replied. I was thankful for the pair of swim trunks I had been told to bring along with the things that had been Reduced, but seeing Yae’s mother in her own violet bikini made me more than a little anxious as to what was going to happen. She had already made me wash my hair before she took me from the shower to the tub. “C’mon, Onii-chan! Okaa-san! Hop in! Hop in!” Yuri was already soaking in the bath tub after washing herself before Ayame-san did, clad in a frilly white one-piece swimsuit. “There’s no need to rush, Yuri. Here we go...” Ayame-san lowered herself into the bath and the hand holding me lowered into the water as well. I could see the water level rise as Ayame-san entered the bathtub. I found myself floating in the warm water in this bathtub occupied by Yae’s family members. This was what Yae’s mother had decided to meet Yuri’s request. She and Yuri would be bathing in swimsuits to have me in the bath with them. Yae was against it the entire time but shut up when Yuri used the defense of ‘You just want to take a bath with Onii-chan too!’. I would have preferred it if she had won, but in the end, I had very little say in the matter considering my current size. “Onii-chan, isn’t this great?” grinned Yuri as she looked down at me floating near Ayame-san. “Our bath must look like a pool to you know.” “I-It really is,” I stuttered to reply while treading water. At 34 cm, I couldn’t touch the bottom of the bathtub. I couldn’t even pull myself out if I wanted to. The edges of the tub were high above me like tall walls. Ayame-san noticed my nervousness and tried to reassure me. “Touya-kun, just relax. This is just an ordinary bathtub. I’ll make sure nothing bad happens to you, so just enjoy yourself a little. Just treat it like a heated pool.” It relieved me a little to know Ayame-san was keeping a watchful eye out for me. It felt odd to consider the bathtub as a heated pool, but it was true that I had to actually swim to stop myself from being swept away whenever Yuri’s and Ayame-san’s slight movements churned the water. It was actually difficult to fight the wave caused when Ayame-san dipped her body further into the water. This was also when I learned that breasts could float. I almost couldn’t tear my eyes away from the round islands covered in purple fabric. “C’mon, Onii-chan. Over here!” Yuri pulled my attention away when she beckoned me, or rather, more forcibly grabbed me. “Wah!” I wailed as I was snatched by Yuri’s right hand and pulled towards her. Her petite fingers tightly constricted me, squeezing the air out of my body. I was more than a little dazed when she let me go next to her. “Nishishishishi~,” grinned the young girl. “You’re really like a doll now, Onii-chan” “Yuri, please be gentle with Touya-kun. He might be the size of a doll, but a doll is actually tougher than him,” advised Ayame-san. I appreciated her chiding the gigantic primary schooler, but hearing how fragile I was from someone experienced in Reduction technology really made me aware how powerless I was unable to resist Yuri. At the very least, Yuri followed her mother’s instructions and let me move about on my own rather than manhandling me. She was pretty content just watching me trying to afloat in the tub. Ayame-san also found it adorable apparently. It felt like I was the youngest child being babied by the two of them. Splash! “Uwah!” I suddenly felt myself sucked downwards when Yuri put her hand down on the surface of the water and then pushed a massive amount of it downwards. The water around the newly created gap rushed in, pulling me with it. I struggled to find out which way was up and had to swim to safety. When I surfaced, the girl was stifling her laughter. “Teehee~ Sorry, Onii-chan!” she stuck out her tongue. “Really funny, Yu-Whoa!” She certainly wanted to play with me like I was a toy. I was splashed with waves of water that she controlled with her hands, had a waterfall of hot bath water poured over me when she cupped her hands and held them above my head, and then swept from one side of the bathtub to the other when Yuri shifted her legs and arms. No matter what she did, I could do nothing but be taken along with the current she made. I really was this giant girl’s bath toy. I was thankful when I was slammed into the skin-colored island that was Ayame-san’s knee which was sticking out of the water. I grabbed onto it as the lone bit of land that would protect me from the storm that was Yuri Asano. “Gah… Hah… No more…,” I requested. My muscles were sore from all of the sudden exercise I had to go through. “Alright. That should be enough of that, Yuri,” the Asano family mother heard my words and told her daughter to stop. “Aww… Okay,” though she was disappointed, the giant 8 year old seemed to be satisfied with having gotten to mess around with me. However, she was not just going to leave me alone while I was still stuck in the bathtub between the two of them. “Touya Onii-chan, when are you going to be my real brother?” “Pfft- W-Wha-?” Splash! I nearly choked on my own, but before I could, Ayame-san reacted first. Her knee sank down as she straightened her leg, plunging me back into the water. The primary schooler’s question caught both of us off guard. “A-Ahem,” Ayame-san coughed, trying to regain her composure. A chill ran up my spine when her smiling face turned to me. “Touya-kun, that would be after your graduation… right?” That wasn’t a happy smile. It was a threatening smile that made me recall a certain night when Yae and I were still in middle school. My relationship with Yae was definitely that of childhood friends at the moment, and it would stay that way until we graduated. “Y-yes. That’s what I was thinking, A-Ayame-san,” I replied, stuttering. Ayame-san could be scary even at normal height. Considering the power she had over me right now at many times my height, I had even less reason to argue with her. “Nishishi~ You should get a Reduction job when you graduate then, Onii-chan!” giggled Yuri. “Then we can play like this again with Onee-chan!” I sighed. My face was red and it wasn’t because of the heat of the water. Kids said the darndest things. As we wrapped up bath time, Yuri continued pestering me while Ayame-san was trying to keep both her and me in line. In the end, the bath was even less relaxing than I would have appreciated. I couldn’t wait to get out and be with Yae again.
(Extra Unfinished Idea 42.5) Passing Period (0.94 cm > 0.90 cm) After the first session of Navigation was over, us boys were given a slight break while the health committee prepared for the second session. Though I would have preferred to stay with the guys, the fact that Yae was my caretaker meant that if she wanted to pull me away from them, she was allowed to. She took every opportunity to do that, plucking my 0.90 cm body from the floor. She did not, however, take me back to her desk. Instead, she brought me to mine where Takahashi had turned around and was pouting for being unable to give me a penalty. “You guys were pretty good,” she frowned. “I would’ve hoped at least one of you made a mistake.” “Aoi-chan, you like to play around way too much,” Yae sighed as she took my seat and put me down on the table. “You did a good job, Touya. Don’t let anyone but me pick on you, okay?” She should have just stopped before that last sentence. Yae’s natural attachment to me being coupled with how the girls had been getting more aggressive in their treatment of us the smaller we got brought her possessiveness to light. It was cute, I had to admit, but it was also a little scary. “Kirishima’s not going to keep winning for long, Asano,” warned Takahashi. “My quota was one of the easier ones. There’s going to be some challenges he’ll have to deal with later. There’ll be some more fun penalties too.” The way she phrased it sounded like she was calling herself the weakest of some elaborate group like the four Heavenly Kings or something. It did make me worried about what was to come. I knew the other health committee members well, but this whole day was going to be a surprise to me as to who was going to be in charge and what they wanted us to do. “Touya can do it,” Yae believed in me. “He may be less than a centimeter tall, but there’s no way he won’t be able to clear those harder quotas.” “Heh, I’m not too sure about that.” “Uwah!” “Huh? Mfpt!” A new voice entered the conversation, but I wasn’t able to take my time to notice it before I was suddenly bowled over by Yae’s chest. Some had hit her from behind, causing her bend forward. The massive boulders of her breasts slammed into me, knocking me down and smothering me with cloth. I couldn’t move as I felt Yae’s warmth flow into me. It felt like I was being made into a sticker with how overwhelming the pressure of her breasts pinning me down was. Hozuki. The culprit was definitely the person whose seat was right behind mine. She must’ve kicked her feet up on the chair Yae was sitting on and pushed her forward. She had been enjoying being able to prop her feet up with me not present, and she had been eavesdropping on the girls’ conversation. “Hozuki-san, quit it!” I heard Yae’s voice, though it was muffled while my body was beneath her bosom. This actually made matters worse for me as the girl’s breasts scraped me across the table as Yae turned around to stand up. I found myself feeling lighter the moment I realized I was no longer pressed between Yae’s chest and the table, but unfortunately, the part that disappeared was the table. I had been dragged off. “W-Waaaah!” I landed with a hard thud, at least to me. It wasn’t as far of a fall as one to the ground at least. When Yae got off the chair, that was where I had fallen - onto my usual seat that she had been sitting on. I could actually feel the remaining warmth of my childhood friend’s rear end as I picked myself up. I turned pale when I looked up, though. “H-Hozuki... ” What else would the rear seatmate do when nobody was sitting in front of her? She had put her feet up on the chair. She had taken off her shoes apparently because I was looking up at two walls of white stained with dirt and sweat - her socked feet. I couldn’t even see her toes well because the ball of her foot blocked my view of them. I felt nervous being right at the heel of her feet. “Whoa, you might wanna watch out there, Asano-chan,” she smirked as she swayed her feet from left to right. It was dangerous being right next to them as the supermassive objects moved quickly on my scale, threatening to knock me off the chair. “You made your not-boyfriend fall.” “A-Ah. Sorry, Touya,” Yae realized what she had done when Hozuki pointed it out. I didn’t really care for Yae’s apology. I was more focused on the threat that was Hozuki. I really was not liking being next to girls’ feet anymore. The odor surrounding the sporty girl’s socks was harsh. My body seized up, wanting to gag as the girl continued to use my chair as a footrest. “Jeez, look how shrimpy he is. All I gotta do is move my foot just a bit and he’d be crushed like a bug.” I was glad she wasn’t actually doing that, but by saying her observation aloud, she made me nervous. I was grateful when the bell rang and it was time for the next session to start. Yae got me away from the sporty girl’s giant feet so that I could recover. However, the experience made me groan. It could only get worse as I got smaller wouldn’t it? What trouble was the second session going to bring?
(Extra Unfinished Idea 46.5) Tape Removal (0.50 cm >0.45 cm) “Nguuuu… Why did Senpai do that? This is really tough...” “Mfffpt!” “Hold still, Touya. I’ll try to be as gentle as I can...” “Mgrk!” “Uwah… Only half of it peeled off?” Getting the tape removed from me was more of a struggle than Yae and I expected. After Senpai rolled me up in it and handed me to Yae, it was time for lunch, but before we could eat, Yae was doing her best to free me. Considering I was less than 5 millimeters tall now, I had no ability to fight the adhesive as Yae pinched my speck of a body between her fingers and tried to get me unstuck from the tape. This was actually a problem. I didn’t know how much air I had left while wrapped up in the transparent tape. I was actually a little thankful to have shrunken a little more because there was now more room for me to breathe. Being in the center of Yae’s expansive palm, I frowned because being unable to break out of the sticky prison on my own was frustrating. “It’s no use…,” Yae frowned, giving up. “Sorry, Touya. I can’t figure out a way to get you out of there.” “Still can’t get him out, Yaecchi?” coming to the rescue was Nomiya. The gyaru approached, causing my view outside of the slightly opaque tape to fill with her tan face. “No, Nomiya-san,” Yae shook her head. “Touya’s stuck really tight. And I’m afraid of getting a pair of scissors because it might hurt him.” I was thankful Yae chose not to use that option. I didn’t want to be guillotined. “Mgwaaah!” picking the ball of tape between her painted nails, Nomiya plucked me out of Yae’s hand, hanging me over her face so she could get a better look at me. Looking into her eyes that were blue from the colored contact she used, I felt as though I was being seen right through. “Hm...” the gyaru mumbled as she inspected me. “He’s really stuck there. Hey~yo~! Kiri-shii! Do you want my help?” I did want to get out, but I could tell Nomiya wanted something out of it. She was trying to make a deal with me. Considering I couldn’t actually talk to her, I wondered why she even bothered to address me. “You have a way to get Touya out, Nomiya-san?” “Mhmm,” she nodded. “I have some warm water and a brush to help scrape the sticky stuff away. I’ll help if you let me take some photos of Kiri-shii.” As expected of someone who wanted to be a pro photographer, that was what she wanted. If it was just that, I didn’t mind at all, though it wasn’t in my power to give permission. It was Yae’s decision, and she allowed it - anything to get me out of the adhesive trap. With her permission, the tanned girl took me and Yae over to her table where she had a thermos of warm water and a makeup brush. “Are you sure this is okay, Nomiya-san?” Yae asked, concerned when she poured some warm water out directly onto the table. “No idea. But tape usually gets weaker if you use water, right?” she shrugged. So even she wasn’t sure? That wasn’t very encouraging. But I couldn’t say a word as Nomiya used her finger to roll me around the puddle on the table. I could feel the liquid spread around me and the adhesive. It was warm so it was less of a shock when it splashed on my face. I was, however, getting dizzy as I was rolled around beneath Nomiya’s long index finger. “Urgh… My stomach…,” were the only words I could really say when Nomiya was done coating the tape in water. The liquid drenched my clothes. I felt heavy because of that. The tape, however, did feel a bit weaker. I was still stuck to it as though it was flypaper, but it was easier to fight its pull now. That was when Nomiya pulled out one of her hair pins. Slam! “Hold still, Kiri-shii. I’m not as good as Shino-non when it comes to precision, but this shouldn’t be that hard,” she told me after pinning me down with her finger. What Nomiya was doing was sticking the tip of the hair pin into the slight opening there was in the tape. I watched as an enormous rod slipped through the gap in the ball of tape and began pushing around. The unbreakable walls surrounding me were pulled apart dexterously by the gyaru’s hair pin. I was able to breathe air again. Nomiya had successfully undone the mess of tape that had been stuck together all around me. She wasn’t done yet, though. I was still clinging to it. When she took her finger away, I found that all of my arms and legs were spread apart and my face was looking up at the distant ceiling lights that were like the sun to me. All the while, both of the girls were peering down at me. This really reminded me of a dissection table. The fact that Nomiya had a cat-like smile on her face while holding her hair pin in one hand and a brush in the other did not fill me with comfort. I knew she was helping me, but it was clear that my vulnerable size made me act on my instincts more than my mind. And my instincts were telling me to be fearful. I didn’t have to be though. I had to appreciate that of all of the people to come to help, it was Nomiya. I had to admit my own faults - I misunderstood the gyarus because they were… well… gyarus… Nomiya and her friends were a very kind and friendly bunch. After the week was over, I promised I’d talk to them properly and maybe see if I could make friends with them. In order to get me off the tape without hurting me, Nomiya slowly combed over me with her makeup brush. Well, combed wasn’t the proper way to phrase it from my perspective. Though it would probably be gentle enough to barely be felt by the normals, it felt like I was being smacked repeatedly with a broom. Each individual strand was thick compared to my minute size so I could feel each one hit me. The first few passes were moderately successful. I was able to get my left arm and leg freed from the girl’s efforts. However, because the rest of me was still stuck, the gyaru had to take further action. “Yaecchi, you can clean Kiri-shii after this, right?” “Well, yes. Sensei gave me a Cleaning Balm I can use in case Touya needs it.” I wondered what Nomiya’s plan was, but immediately realized what it was when she dipped her brush in something. A powder roughly the same color of the girl’s tanned skin covered the brush. “Oh jeez,” I closed my eyes and held my breath as Nomiya brushed the entire piece of tape and my body with her powder foundation. I did not want to breathe it in. I could feel my entire body coated in the tan colored dust. My uniform, hair, and face all got colored by Nomiya. “Perfect,” I heard the girl before I was smacked aside by the brush. I was knocked off of the adhesive successfully, although now I was covered in powder. Cough. Cough. “Urgh… Wow… So she really got me out…,” I struggled to stand up. I tried wiping the powder clinging to my body, but there was just so much. The fact that I was wet from the water earlier also meant that the foundation was absorbing it. It felt grimy and uncomfortable. When I got enough of the dust out of my eyes, I looked up to see the gyaru and Yae give each other a pair of high-fives. “You did it Nomiya-san!” “It was totes easy, Yaecchi!” Nomiya smiled. “So that means I get a photo session, right?” “Huh? Oh, yeah. Of course,” Yae nodded before turning to look down at me. I could see she was trying to hold back her smile and failing. “Pfft… Er… But maybe I should wipe off Touya first… Snrk!... He’s all tan now.” “Heh,” Nomiya couldn’t hide her own snickers. She flashed me a peace sign. “Kiri-shii, you look good with that on you. Maybe you should let me do your make up for you. Or maybe nails too. I can give you a totes awesome sky blue coating like my toes.” “Um… Nomiya-san, Touya’s smaller than your nail though. Wouldn’t you just completely cover him up?” “That’s the point, Yaecchi. A blue man Touya would make a great photo, don’t you think?” I didn’t want to be covered in nail polish or be associated with anything that was associated with the girl’s toes. As much as I was thankful to Nomiya for tearing me out of the adhesive ball of tape, I shook my head vigorously. With that troublesome issue out of the way though, Yae decided to end things there and get me cleaned up. It was now time for lunch, and we didn’t want to miss a minute of that.