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(29) Day 3 Exemption Preparations (10.9 m < 11.3 m)


After the entire situation with Yukimura had been squared away, things had calmed down between all of us. I was able to properly talk with Shima and Yukimura about SRS. Yae kept me close to her heart the entire time though, like a protective mother bear guarding her kin. 


“Yae… Just let it go already. I can’t really get mad when everyone’s acting under the influence here,” I had to scold her, though I knew she too was still affected by SRS. The girls were starting to sober up a little, but it wasn’t going to completely dissipate any time soon.


“But Touya, you’re mine,” she declared boldly while holding me close to her breast. The white dress shirt wasn’t exactly the thickest even with Magnification expanding things in all directions. I could feel not only her warmth but also the roughness of her uniform. “The only one who gets to do that to you should be me.”


My face turned red from Yae’s possessiveness and what she was implying. I could see Shima giggle. “Yae-chan, you really love, Touya-kun.”


“Of course I do. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have tried t-” Yae started but shut her mouth before she said too much.


“Ehehehe~ Don’t worry, Yae-chan. You’re in good company. We all did something super embarrassing yesterday.”


That they did. In the end, Yukimura and Shima left so they could rejoin their friends in what they said was going to be a strategy meeting on what to do with the messages they sent Eguchi. That left me alone with Yae and Takahashi.


“That was a rough time,” I groaned after Yae finally put me back down.


“My bad. I didn’t think Yukimura would just follow up on my suggestion so quickly,” apologized Takahashi.


“Forget about it,” I told her, mostly to reassure Yae rather than her. I tried to change the subject for both of our sakes since we both knew how bad Yae was if her anger persisted. To do so, I looked around. “So they Magnified a second gym just because you girls grew too tall, huh? Jeez, this is crazy.”


“Is it? Oh, well, I guess it kind of is. It doesn’t look as big as a gym though, more like classroom sized,” was what Takahashi believed.


I supposed that is what it looked to her, but to me, I couldn’t even call the structure a gymnasium - more of a warehouse. It was much wider than a standard gymnasium and with a ceiling stretching up to at least twenty meters. Still, this was actually a gymnasium in its interior. Along with the wooden floor and the marks on it, several basketball courts were present despite the nets not being in use. I could see that the nets were around knee height to the girls.


This was the type of a gymnasium with a second level as well, at least, for spectator seats in the back. When I saw this, I considered heading up there to get more level with the girls to talk to them, but, just by looking at how they stood relative to it, even if I stood on the railing of the second level, I wouldn’t even reach up to their skirts.


“We’re going to have classes here in any case,” I told the girls in case they weren’t aware. “Senpai’s getting the desks and seats for you all, so you won’t have to worry about all that uncomfortable seating from the past two days.”


“Eh? Really?” Yae entered the conversation with an astonished reaction. “That’s a relief… But a bunch of giant tables in a gym… it sounds like it’d be a surreal sight.”


“It certainly is…,” I frowned before noticing something that was equally surreal and out of place to me. As I looked up my childhood friend’s smooth legs, I realized that something was missing. “Um, Yae. What happened to your socks? Don’t tell me you’re copying Yukimura and going barefoot.”


At my words, Yae blushed. “I was told to take them off when Yanase-senpai was giving me a check up. Don’t just stare, Touya. It feels weird since I’m not used to having them on.”


It was a fresh sight, I had to admit, and I couldn’t pull my eyes away from Yae’s bare legs. They were too distracting, being two peach colored pillars that if I tried to wrap my arms around, I wouldn’t be able to all of the way.


Thud.


“W-Whoa!”


I was so distracted that I was caught off guard and was knocked off my feet when a white drawstring bag twice the size of a large bookshelf landed right next to me. I would have been pinned underneath it if it had fallen the other way towards me. I saw that it was large enough to easily hold me inside if it weren’t already filled.


“Oops. My apologies, Kirishima-kun,” the person who brought in the bag, Kamiya-senpai, apologized to me. She was holding an enormous gazebo-like structure that I realized was a school desk. “Let us see here… Yes, here should be good.”


“Senpai, you brought the desks?” I asked.


“Of course, Kirishima-kun,” she nodded, waving at me from above. She sighed afterwards. “Although only having Emi-chan and Reika-san for support is rather exhausting. Everyone else still being in the care of Sasakura-sensei will make this a lot of work.”


“Can I help?” I asked instinctively, but was immediately shut down.


“Sorry, Kirishima-kun. I do not think you will be of any use strength wise, unless you think you can move one of these chairs or tables,” Kamiya-senpai put her hand over her mouth to hide her smile.


While it stung at my pride, I had to admit it would be impossible for me to help the three health committee upperclassmen. I actually tried to push one of the Magnified schools desks. Each leg of the desk was as solid as a pillar to me. No matter how hard I tried, it wouldn’t budge a single centimeter. It might as well have been rooted to the ground. The wooden table was as immovable as a stone archway to me.


“If it’s just grabbing a table, I don’t mind helping out,” Yae offered, however, that was shut down quickly by our Senpai raising her hand to stop her.


“There is no need, Yae-san. You and Kirishima-kun should stay here. Hozuki-san and a few of the other girls already volunteered to get the chance to stretch their bodies outside.”


I could see that the sports club girls who had felt cooped up in the cramped building were energetically going in and out of the warehouse-scaled door. They definitely did want a chance to move around. I was confused as to why Senpai did not want us to go however.


“Don’t tell me we’re testing something else on Yae now,” I frowned, knowing full well the sports bag of Magnification Equipment had been inside Yae’s bookbag.


“Well, yes and no,” Senpai gave me an ambiguous answer before elaborating. “Kirishima-kun, I am afraid I must apologize, but as you did sign the exemption, while Yae-san is taking part in Magnification Week, you will need to have some equipment used on you as well.”


“Me?” I was surprised. I had thought the Magnification Equipment was all for Yae. I supposed it made sense though. There had to be some equipment for regular scaled people to use when working with a Magnified woman. I glanced over at Yae’s shed-sized leather bookbag. “Well, what is it?”


“That… is where I must apologize again...” Kamiya-senpai frowned. She then kicked the drawstring bag at her feet, causing it to shift a full meter towards me. I stumbled backwards to avoid being hit by it. “Kirishima-kun, would you mind going into that bag?” 


Going in? Was I being treated like property? The drawstring bag Kamiya-senpai had brought definitely had something inside, but I could not tell what it was. I slowly walked over to the end of the white bag. It was an odd sight to see it in front of me, honestly. Rather than a bag, it was more like a tent, one large enough that I’d probably be able to lie down and roll around in if I so desired. That would have been a bad idea, however. When I approached the opening of a sack, which was wider than a manhole, my nose suddenly scrunched up and my eyes began tearing up. The air stung as I gagged and choked.


“Bleck! G-Gak! S-Senpai, w-what the heck is in there?” I coughed, my body physically repulsed by the idea of going inside.


To my dismay, while she was apologetic, Kamiya-senpai went about her duty. When I opened my eyes through the tears, I saw that she had got down on her knees and took out something from her pocket - a mini aerosol spray can that was no larger than her index finger. Even then, the ‘mini’ can was larger than my own head and looked more like a paint can than a spray can.


“Even if you resist, you will have to go in there, Kirishima-kun,” Senpai spoke as she pressed down on the spray can. Immediately, I was sprayed down by a dense purple smoke. I was already gasping for fresh air after breathing in the odor that came out of the bag, so when the fresh air was completely pushed away by the purple smoke, I had no choice but to breathe it in.


“Cough! Hack! Ack! S-Sen… pai?” I was caught even more off guard when I found my escape route blocked by Senpai’s hand which came down. Her fingers wrapped around my waist and torso like she had grabbed a doll. 


“In you go, Kirishima-kun,” were the last words I heard from Senpai before I was unceremoniously shoved into the bag. Despite it being a white bag, it was as if somebody turned off the lights when Senpai pulled the strings to close it up... Well… there was still enough light pouring through the fabric of the drawstring bag. What I was able to see and smell, though, made my body shudder on instinct.


Two black messes of tangled cloth were coiled around each other in the white bag like a pair of monstrous snakes in a cavern. The bag was very much like a cave - humid and moist. The air was thick and hot, but, more importantly, putrid. From the thick saline smell of dirt, sweat, and feet, I immediately realized they were a pair of worn socks.


“Gak… That’s Yae’s...” I tried to cover my nose and mouth with my hands, but I was already breathing in too much of both the smoke and and stench to be able to block it out. So this was why Yae didn’t have her socks on. I didn’t have any time to think, however, as the bag I was in was suddenly lifted upwards “W-Waaaaaaah!”


“Breathe it in, Kirishima-kun. Since you will be in closer proximity to the girls over any of the other boys, you will need to make sure the Sensory Mitigation Spray works on you.”


Sensory Mitigation? I remembered that. It was what I had used on me during Reduction Week. And unfortunately, while it was opposite of the SRS, it needed me to actually inhale a woman’s scent for an extended period of time. This was why Senpai had forced me into the bag.


Just because I understood, however, didn’t mean I liked it. I clawed at the bag helplessly and tried to call out. “Gak…! Cough! Senpai, this is -cough- too much! Gah! My nose! My eyes! It’s burning!”


I wasn’t sure if she heard me. Senpai did not say a single word to me. Instead, all I heard was Takahashi’s voice asking a question. “What exactly did you put in there, Senpai?”


“I used the pair of socks Yae-san took off during her checkup. Kirishima-kun has to breathe in the smell of Yae-san and her body. I was told her socks would be the quickest way as I would only have to let him breathe it in for thirty seconds.”


“Ergh… Now I feel sorry for Kirishima.”


“H-Hey! My socks don’t smell that bad!” Yae took offense.


It wasn’t that her socks smelled bad… okay, they did. It was just the sheer intensity of it all that completely overwhelmed me. The air was thick enough with Yae’s scent that I felt resistance as I moved. It felt as though I was moving through a sandstorm of dirt as the black socks buried me inside the bag. I couldn’t believe how heavy they felt as I waded through them to poke my head out of them as though I was breaching for air like a whale. My eyes stung and mucus poured from my nose as my body tried to stop itself from breathing in the stinging air.


However, after thirty seconds went by, the 24-hour Sensory Mitigation Spray did take effect. My nose stopped burning and my eyes stopped crying. I still did not enjoy the smell of feet now staining my uniform, but it was a bit more manageable.


Kamiya-senpai released me from the torture bag atop the table she had brought in. I groaned after I was dumped out. My first course of action was crawling out of the ball of worn stockings weighing me down. My second course of action after I stood up was to glare up at her.


“Senpai… A little warning would’ve been nice. And couldn’t it have been something else?”


“I did apologize,” my upperclassman reminded me. “And as the other recommended options are morally unsuitable for school, this was the fastest choice, Kirishima-kun.”


So I was tortured mainly due to morals. I would’ve rather been shoved against Yae’s chest or anywhere else over her socks. The smell… and also the sight of feet… I still had some issues with them. 


“We will be reapplying the spray tomorrow morning and Friday morning as well so you may as well get used to it, Kirishima-kun,” Senpai told me. “We need you to be with Yae-san at all times, so if her scent overpowers you, you will be in trouble.”


“Well, looks like us girls are not the only ones who had bad luck with the government’s sprays at least,” Takahashi tried to throw in a little humor with her comment, but it wasn’t funny when it was at my expense.


Still, I understood. While I was reluctant, I did sign the forms. With the Sensory Mitigation Spray taking its effects on me, it seemed I was going to have to deal with some more Reduction Week level troubles while the girls continued to get Magnified. I had hoped we’d just have a regular school day, but recalling that this was Magnification Week, I knew that wouldn’t be possible. The fact that I was on a school desk taller than the second level of the gymnasium proved that much.


“This is going to be a weird day, isn’t it?” Yae asked, concerned.


Considering I knew what was going to happen, I had to fight my honest nature to tell her everything. Even if I did tell her though, there were still some things I did not know about thanks to our special contract.


“You have no idea.”


 


(30) Day 3 Women’s Psychology (11.3 m < 11.7 m)


What exactly were the contents for the third day of Magnification Week? When you consider the fact that the entire class had to be relocated to a different building because the girls could no longer fit inside the school building, it was already clear that things would be different now that it was the middle of the week.


One thing that didn’t change, though, was the classroom seating.


“Um… Senpai, I have a question. Is it safe to have our seats in the same order as how it is in our normal classroom?” I asked as I walked over to the seat that would normally be mine considering how the chairs were arranged. In the four cardinal directions around me were towering chairs and tables as my normal seat was between four of the girl’s: Takahashi, Hozuki, Tokiwa, and Yae who was temporarily borrowing Shiina’s usual table and leaning against it.


“It is best for us to keep things as normal as can be for the girls, Kirishima-kun,” answered Kamiya-senpai with a giggle. As she looked down at my desk which was in her shadow. “You do not have to worry about lessons today anyways. You and Yae-san took part in this training session over the summer, so, after the first hour, you can relax with each other before we need you two to help out.”


While that was good, I still did not like the idea of being completely surrounded on all sides by the giant girls. The main reason was because of my rear seat neighbor.


Stomp! Stomp!


“Hm… This feels super unnatural without your seat to kick, Kirishima-kun,” Hozuki’s two indoor shoes landed to both my left and my right. She had taken a seat after getting a chance to stretch her legs a little outdoors. Her usual habit of putting her feet on my chair was being prevented by the fact that her legs now were high above my desk and chair.


“Just don’t step on me, Hozuki,” I half-joked and half-seriously requested. It was unnerving when either of her feet could easily pin me down if she was so inclined.


Rumble.


“Urgh...”


In reaction to my comment, Hozuki’s feet closed around my desk. I felt boxed in by the car sized indoor shoes. “Sorry, what was that? Haha~!”


“Hey, come on, Hozuki. Be careful here,” I half-shouted, half-pleaded as the girl decided to move both of her feet right behind my seat. She put her heels righton the ground and started leaning both feet forward. I did not like the precarious position of her indoor shoes as they were more like giant bookshelves ready to topple over and fall over me.


“What are you worried about? Heh, I get being big’s been a pain, but now that I have a seat that fits, it doesn’t feel so bad anymore. Plus, when I see you down like that, it doesn’t feel like we’re Magnified at all,” chuckled the 12 meter tall giant athlete.


“Heh...”


Hozuki wasn’t the only one who shared that sentiment. A light chuckle that couldn’t be completely stifled came from my right. Turning my head in that direction and looking up, I could see Tokiwa looking down from her seat. She was sitting down or having her skirt anywhere close to me, so she was being civil.


“I get what you mean,” Tokiwa told Hozuki with a nod. “When I see him down there, it stops feeling like we got bigger and more like he got smaller. I mean, I can see the lines of the basketball court. Heck, my foot takes up so much space. But that’s still the first thing that pops into my head.”


“Me too,” Yae agreed. “When we had to walk to school this morning, it felt more like I was going by a bunch of doll houses. It felt really surreal thinking that was my neighborhood.”


“That is actually a natural response for most women after being Magnified,” Kamiya-senpai explained the psychological nature of Magnification. “From what research there has been with Magnification Psychology, we tend to attribute our own changes to the environment instead. Essentially, people prefer thinking the world was Reduced rather than that we, ourselves, were Magnified. That is actually the reason why we are providing these Magnified desks today. We would like for you girls to more slowly adjust to the other manner of thinking.”


It was for the girls to not get dizzy over the sudden burst in their heights that happened overnight. I had to say, the government gave a lot more priority to the mental health of the girls than they did the boys for the transitions in size.


“It’s not that different, is it?” Takahashi asked, hopping onto her chair. I was nearly knocked down by the rumbling through the floor her sudden motion made. The girl used the backrest of the chair as a place to rest her arms and head as she spread both legs out on opposite sides. I could hardly see her face past her arms as she glanced down at me. “I mean, why would it matter that we’re tall instead of the guys being shrunken? It’s around the same as Reduction Week, right?”


“You would think…,” frowned Kamiya-senpai as her hand reached her forehead as she shook her head. “Takahashi-san, please avoid sitting like that. Your bloomers are showing in a most unbecoming way.”


“It’s fine, Senpai. I mean, Kirishima-kun’s line of sight is too low to see up the chair anyways. And they’re not panties either,” the girl didn’t mind. To her, it really didn’t matter if she got bigger or if I got smaller. Having a size difference between us seemed to be something she got a kick out of. “Besides, it’s not like Kirishima-kun has any interest in girls other than Asano.”


“Well, that is true… Jeez… How do I get you girls to understand the difference…?” For a moment, Kamiya-senpai was persuaded, knowing how I was. As she mumbled to herself, her memory kicked in. “Ah. That is right. I have to go check up on the other health committee girls. Kirishima-kun, I will tell Emi-chan to direct the boys over to you when they come in, but you should go see them when you can too."


I nodded as Senpai walked off with the heavy thuds of her feet, but I would have rather had her stay, if I had to be honest. When multiple girls gathered together, there was always bound to be a commotion. With the four girls surrounding me I was not in any position to relax.


Thud!


“W-Whoa!” I panicked for a moment as my world shook when a heavy impact resounded just a meter away from me. I turned to my right and saw Hozuki’s shoe flat on the floor. If it had been just slightly more to the left, I would have been pinned under it.


“Wow. You jumped. Didn’t think just taking off my shoe would freak you out,” smirked Hozuki.

What she had done was take her foot out of her indoor shoe, allowing it to fall right down adjacent to me. The sound of her indoor shoe hitting the ground had spooked me because it was as loud as a car crash. 


“Hozuki-san…,” Yae started. She did not want another incident like with Yukimura.


“Your shoe size is smaller than mine, right, Asano-chan? I wanna see how big our feet must be compared to Kirishima-kun. Help me compare.”


But Hozuki was a lot more clever to avoid Yae’s wrath than Takahashi and Yukimura had been. When it came to Yae, more than me keeping me safe, she was actually fine with me getting picked on so long as she got to take part. Her possessiveness could be very frightening at times.


“Huh? Um... okay, I guess I can help.”


“You girls want in too?” Turning to Tokiwa and Takahashi, Hozuki invited them too. Thankfully, Tokiwa was against getting into any hijinks and Takahashi was still hesitant from getting on Yae’s bad side earlier.


“We’ll pass.” “I’m fine just watching.”


While two of the four girls had pulled away from messing with me, I was still surrounded. Yae took off her right shoe and lightly tossed it over to where I was.


“W-Whoa!” ”I panicked when I thought it was about to fly right into me and fell on my butt when I tried avoiding it when it hit the ground.


“It’s just a shoe, Kirishima-kun. What are you so scared about?” Hozuki smirked.


“A shoe that weighs as much as a car,” I groaned as I stood up. The indoor shoe was tall enough to be close to waist height to me. I could literally climb into it and sit down with room to spare. I chose not to, though, as I was sick of the scent of feet emanating from the opening.


“C’mon, it’s not that heavy. It’s not like we’re that massive,” Hozuki dismissed my line as a joke. “You can probably push my shoe around, can’t you?”


“As if I could,” That was impossible. I knew that, but I did try just to show her. As I had said, her empty shoe weighed as much as a car. I strained myself to try to push it even one centimeter. Lifting it would be impossible for me too. “Urgh… Grk… See…?”


“Touya…,” Yae frowned at my weakness. “Actually, we are pretty heavy, Hozuki-san. If there wasn’t a field generator on campus, we’d probably break the floor. This is around how much we weigh right now...”


Yae opened up her Size-Link Band to bring up the monitor that showed our sizes. It told both of us what her weight was much to her dismay, but my childhood friend was open enough to showing the number on her band to the sports girl discreetly.


Cough!


“Gak! What? How many tons?” I didn’t take Hozuki to be the type that was sensitive over her weight, but it seemed she was. With it being Yae honestly telling her too, she knew it wasn’t a joke. “Sheesh, you’re not kidding, are you?”


Pluck!


“W-Waaaaah!” I wailed as a hand descended from the sky to pick me right off of the floor. I felt like a character from one of those life or city simulation games as I was dragged up and up and up. The heavy g-force acceleration suddenly stopped only when I was brought up properly to Yae’s face. She had picked me up in one hand while she grabbed her shoe with the other.


“You can actually see for yourself, Hozuki-san. Touya’s a lot lighter than our shoes. And you can see his weight on my wristband too,” Yae offered me up to Hozuki just like she would a pencil bag. 


“Yae, a little warning would be nice. W-Whoa!” I was afraid of falling off so I clung onto Hozuki’s fingers as I was put on her hand.


“Ah… jeez… You’re right,” Hozuki couldn’t believe it. “Kirishima-kun, you’re supposed to be around 70 kg. This… really doesn’t feel like that at all.”


Hozuki gave me a heavy poke in the gut. While it was probably gentle for her, it knocked the wind right out of me.


“Gah! Ouch! H-Hozuki! Think about how this feels to me?! Your fingers are like stone pillars here,” I gave her another comparison. “And this is one scary height to fall from. I don’t want to get injured here, okay? Remember the nosebleed from before?”


“Ah. That hurt?” Hozuki recalled how me getting rammed into her chest previously in the week had actually hurt. She apologized and slowly lowered me back down to the ground.


With my legs now on steady ground, I sighed. “You girls are big and we guys aren’t. Unlike Reduction Week, that means you’ll have to be more careful or else someone’s going to get hurt. Even with the DL Field around, it still hurts.”


“Sheesh, I guess I shouldn’t mess around as much,” Hozuki frowned, sheepishly rubbing the back of her head as she apologized. “Sorry, Kirishima-kun.”


It seemed just learning about her weight from Yae was enough to teach Hozuki about her true size. I wondered if Yae just had some amazing Charisma skill that made it easy for her to convince others. Still, this was definitely something the other girls were going to have to learn. Yae had gotten the idea when she walked to school and made impressions in the ground as she walked, but since they were cooped up together the previous night, the rest 2-D girls really didn’t understand how much stronger and bigger they had gotten/


They were still all thinking that, like Reduction Week, everything would be fine if they messed with us since while Reduced, us guys were a lot sturdier. Sadly, the DL field could only do so much. I was going to have to ask Senpai for a way for us to get the girls to properly understand their new size.


 

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Sensory Mitigation Spray - the opposite of the SRS, it appeared in Reduction Week. To deal with a Reduced person's vulnerability to sounds, smells, etc, their senses require some blocking. To build immunity to a woman's natural odor, it is necessary for a Reduced person to breathe in an adapt to such a scent when the spray is applied.

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