Kirito woke up, rubbing his head as he rolled over on top of a large flat surface, the last thing he remembered was falling through a trapdoor on the 72nd floor while grinding to level up. Safe to say he passed out somewhere between then, but where was he now? The surrounding area was much too bright to be part of a dungeon.
But when he stood up, Kirito realized the truth of his situation. He had left the dungeon behind and was now inside the home of another player. Only now, for some reason, he was the size of a fly! Even more shocking was the fact that he recognized this house, it belonged to Asuna, but why would he be teleported into her home? Could it have something to do with her forcing him to join a party with her the other night?
Before the high-level player could make sense of his situation, his head turned to the familiar sound of a closing door, eyes wide at the sight of Asuna herself as she casually strolled into the living room. The second in command of the Knights of The Blood Oath wearing her usual outfit, the white and red uniform leaving little to the imagination.
Kirito jumped up and down, trying to get her attention. The black swordsman called her name over and over again, but it was little use. He was too small to be heard and even harder to see dressed in all black. He might as well have been a piece of lint on her chair.
Finally, Asuna stopped in front of the chair, looking around the room after swearing she heard something, but brushed it off since nobody could enter her place without her permission. A gentle breeze blew her skirt up just enough to reveal her white panties to Kirito, laced with red fabric to match the rest of her attire. Kirito blushed and tried to avert his eyes, which would soon prove to be a near-fatal mistake.
In the blink of an eye, Asuna turned around in a manner befitting her nickname of "Lightning Flash" catching Kirito off guard as her panty clad ass hung in the air over the shrunken boy. The fabric of her underwear hugging her ass tightly, absorbed by her buttcrack as she leaned back, there was no time to react. Kirito fell onto his back, helpless to stop what came next.
*Boing*
Asuna bounced gracefully on top of the sofa cushion. At least that's how any normal-sized person would have seen it. For Kirito, it was a much different experience, akin to being hit by a falling meteorite made of cotton candy. Tonnes of soft flesh directly contradicting the immense weight her body put on the shrunken player. It didn't hurt either, especially when compared to being stabbed in this crazy game. However, he couldn't move a muscle, immobilized completely by Asuna's ass.
Slowly she ground her ass in a downward spiral, twisting her fanny from left to right in an attempt to become comfortable. Turning Kirito into an unwilling cushion for her behind, burying him under her panty clad ass. He winced in discomfort as he was pulled around in multiple directions, the virtual booty of his crush dominating his entire world.
What happens next?
1. Asuna feels a little prick on one of her buttcheeks, standing up to examine her seat only to find it empty and with Kirito stuck to her asscheek.
2. Kirito fights back the only way he can, biting Asuna to force a reaction and speed up the clock on being found, but will Asuna understand or even believe the reason he's shrunk.
3. Kirito gets dragged under Asuna as she scoots back in her seat, finding himself trapped under her panty covered crotch.
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