“I need to figure out what she’s plotting ASAP!” you thought to yourself, wasting no time scurrying across the wooden floor of her bedroom. After a minute of running however, you reach the end of her bed where Hana just so happens to have her bare foot dangling off the edge. You watch as she absentmindedly flexes and relaxes her toes. The sole of her foot arches and raises above you, and you take plenty of notice to how soft and smooth her feet look under the bedroom light. “Wow” you think to yourself, “That skincare routine she always brags about must really be worth it!”
After trying to find some alternative ways to make it up the bed, you come to the realization that the only way you’re going to make it up there must be by climbing up your colossal cousin. So you wait for her foot to swing by once again, and jump onto her toes when the moment hits. Immediately you begin to see the flaws in your plan, as she begins to flex her toes once again. This motion cause you to fall in between two of her digits, and you feel helpless as you are dragged along on the crazy ride her foot is providing. All you can do is hold on for dear life and breathe in the flower scented smell radiating off her foot.
As Hana writes her notes, she intermediately talks aloud to herself in random intervals. You aren’t completely able to make out what she is saying however, due to the whooshing and swooshing of the wind around you from your foot fair ride. You try your best to listen in to her sayings, but not much can really be heard other than “…durability successful…” and “…begin next test…” You think to yourself while also fighting a massive headache, “What on earth is she talking about?”
Suddenly, her foot flings upwards and her toes relax at an almost synchronized time! You’re free! Well, free and now also flying high into the air. Up above, time feels almost as if it was going in slow motion. You look at your cousin from an aerial view to find that there is a green vial sitting to the right of her thigh. “Huh… what is that? Did she also make a shrinking potion? No way!” You aren’t given a whole lot more time to think as time begins to catch up with you again.
First, you come crashing down and manage to hit your the too of your cousin’s head dead on. Next, your body tumbles down her pink streak of hair hitting her shoulder, on to slump over the side of it due to the fact she was currently wearing her blank tank top that left her arms bare and open. Lastly, you plunk down into her dinner bowl of chicken and rice that was sitting on the opposite side of the vial where her other foot was also resting. It took a moment when you stopped to process everything that just happened, but the fear of what comes next was only beginning to worsen.
Hana took a second to look away from her notes when suddenly, a loud rumbling noise followed by a couple of gurgles echoed from her flat, toned and exposed tummy; reaching your minuscule ears. “Oops… I guess I got a bit carried away in note taking” her cute voice boomed aloud, “Guess I should really eat some dinner and begin the next! Hopefully this time works like a charm!”
Before you know it, you see her hand raise and pour the green contents of the vial over the bowl of chicken and rice you were stuck in. A glob of it lands on your head, and you can tell something feels slightly… off. As if your body had just hardened itself ten fold. But before you can think any more of it, you once again hear the voice of your young adult cousin. “Ohh food… here I come~” she says playfully. She may not know you’re in here, but it sure feels like she does!
You gaze at the goddess like woman in front of you as she picks up your bowl and a pair of chopsticks. Her hungry beautiful brown eyes gaze down on you like a hunter. “いただきます!” (TRANSLATION: “Thank you for the meal!”) she shouts, and starts taking bites at the chicken and rice around you. You try to move but the rice is just too sticky, and before you know it her soft hands have utilized the chopsticks to grip you in place. As you’re lifted up, it’s now or never. You summon the strength of your body and attempt to push against the grip of the sticks; does it work however?
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