Minute Makoto
Added 2022-10-02 05:09:23 +0000 UTC“Come on, Little Miss Prez, you gotta keep squirming so I know you’re still alive! Otherwise I might just give up and squash ya anyways!”
Makoto shuddered as she felt her body hang limply from between the balls of Kasumi’s feet. An accident in the Metaverse had left her no bigger than a mouse, and now she was at the mercy of her underclassman who she reached out to for help. She knew Moragana or Ryuji or Ann would be bad choices, but she was sure Kasumi had enough of a level head to help her regain her size.
Instead, here she was, barely able to move after having been brought home at the bottom of Kasumi’s shoes, her body soaked with sweat and covered in light bruises. Kasumi promised that it would be only for a short time, that it would be “fun,” but it had been over a week since then.
“Please…” Makoto coughed, feeling her body begin to slip off the slick surface of Kasumi’s soles, too weak to hold herself up. “Just help me get back already. Sis is probably worried sick..”
“Awh, so soon?” Kasumi’s cheery voice replied, her toes wriggling above Makoto absentmindedly. “Come on, just let me play with you a little longer, then I’ll help you, promise!”
Makoto let out a defeated sigh. It was the same answer she’d been receiving since the first day. But still, she knew there wasn’t anything she could do to fight back, especially after the last few hours of being stomped on. “Fine, just… be more gentle this time, please?”
Kasumi pretended not to hear as she slipped a dampened, used sock over Makoto, ready to begin another workout.
- this little story wasn't actually written by myself for once, but rather the very lovely '123badpass'
https://www.deviantart.com/123badpass/gallery/all
we've collaborated before many a time, go check out her writing if you haven't before! <3
