Ingrid decides to take Sylvain to the newly built indoor training area to test his physical strength. With some adjustments, she can have a training session with her companion.
"You want to spar with me, now?" Sylvain asked, slightly concerned. "You do realize that you're going to end up killing me in my current state, don't you?"
Ingrid huffs "Obviously I know that! I'm going to be holding back."
Sylvain sighs. "I can't really train properly like this..." he mumbles under his breath.
Ingrid drops the boy on the floor and crosses her arms. "Well you can either train or I can take you to Professor Byleth and you can explain things to her."
"Well when you put it that way Ingrid." Sylvain moves around the floor. He finds a suitable spot as he begins to stretch.
"Wait a second." Sylvain stretches out his arms. He takes a running start before he begins to jog across the uneven ground.
The shrunken Sylvain tries to find his balance. The experience feels like riding a horse for the first time, but without the reins.
"Wow I might even be faster than I was when I was full sized!" Sylvain bounces as he runs.
"Just don't hurt yourself Sylvain." Ingrid begins to stretch as she watches Sylvain run around at her feet. Sylvain craned his neck as he looked up at Ingrid.
Ingrid frowned as she looked at him. "Sorry to disappoint, but there's no skirt for you to peep at here."
Sylvain rolled his eyes as he tried to hide his hurt.
Ingrid lays down in front of Sylvain with her arm outstretched. "How about you give me a little bit of a warm up then, Sylvain?"
"Hey no problem." Sylvain smirks at Ingrid and the two stare each other down.
Sylvain thinks to himself. "Alright Sylvain no holding back let's show Ingrid who's the best!" He gives a powerful jump as he takes off like a rocket.
The shrunken boy leaps into the air as his legs fling forward. The force from the initial jump sends Sylvain rocketing forward as he slams into Ingrid's chest.
Sylvain lands face first on Ingrid's chest. He looks up and notices her cleavage. "M-Man what a soft chest Ingrid!
Ingrid's eyes go wide as she quickly slides back.
"Gah Sylvain!"
Ingrid smacks Sylvain to the floor. Sylvain felt like he had been hit by a horse as he falls to the floor. He feels something soft brush against him and hears a quiet "Oops!"
Sylvain groans. He slowly pushes himself back up. His body aches. "Are you trying to kill me or what?" He says in annoyance.
"Oh sorry Sylvain! I was a bit too rough with you."
Sylvain sighs as he stretches himself out. "So are we done yet? I think I've trained enough for one day." Sylvain says, now looking up at Ingrid's feet.
"Oh no, you have more work to do Sylvain." Ingrid pats his head gently.
"More work? You mean you're going to make me do that again?"
"Oh no, nothing that taxing, all you have to do is try to stand in place. Ingrid opened her mouth and started to suck in air.
Sylvain panicked as he began to run. "Hey! Hey Ingrid what are you doing?" He could feel his legs tingle in fear as he kept his balance with the slightest of touches on the floor. The force of Ingrid sucking in air drug Sylvain closer and closer to Ingrid's open lips. Sylvain desperately tries to find a way out of this mess.
Ingrid slowly extends her tongue as Sylvain gets closer. "Well...I'm going to eat you since you're always remarking that I always eat too much meat.
Sylvain's eyes go wide. "Hey!" Sylvain squeaked as he neared Ingrid's lips.
He tried to jump away but was too late. He went into Ingrid's open mouth and her tongue wrapped itself around him like a snake. Sylvain was lifted up as Ingrid slowly closed her mouth. Sylvain could feel Ingrid's teeth press against him as the air from her mouth slowly filled his. Sylvain struggled as he was dragged into the bottom of Ingrid's mouth.
Sylvain saw what looked like an endless tunnel of teeth. Sylvain started to feel the heat build up inside his body as the walls of Ingrid's mouth constricted around him. "Ingrid this isn't funny let me out!"
Ingrid opened her mouth again and her teeth sprung back as her tongue ejected Sylvain from its confines. Sylvain landed face first onto the ground panting as Ingrid's salvia pools around him. She glares at him. "Now do you understand that it isn't nice to mock a girl for what she eats?
"What?! I wasn't mocking you I swear!"
"Whatever," Ingrid replied as she gave a light poke to Sylvain. "Just do what I tell you and get back to training!" Sylvain stood up only to be pushed back by a gale issuing from Ingrid's mouth. Sylvain yelped as he was knocked back a few feet before falling face first on the ground again.
"Alright! Alright! Just please stop pushing me around like this." Sylvain said as he stood back up.
"I'm not pushing you around Sylvain!" Ingrid groaned. "I'm trying to get you in proper shape so you can be ready on the battlefield! Just what do you plan on doing if you can't run with your armor on in a windstorm? Ask your foes to take a break?"
"Ingrid please, I'm doing the best that I can. You're just so much bigger than me, I have to keep looking up at you, so it doesn't look like I'm talking to either your toes or your neck."
"You're only like this because of your decision to mess with that witch! Can't you take responsibility just once? Not to mention, we're going to be heading out on a long journey together soon and I need to make sure you'll be able to survive!"
Sylvain slumped down, resting his hands on his head in resignation. "Alright. I get it. You win. I promise that I'll try harder next time, okay?"
Ingrid smiled triumphantly. "I'm glad you understand, Sylvain." She picked him up and wiped him off with a hankerichief from her pocket. "There now you're mostly dry. Hopefully you know I would never truly want to eat you right?" Ingrid asked her voice lowering in volume to a barely audible whisper.
"Y-yeah, of course." He scratched behind his neck. "I just wanted to get out of my duties is all."
"Well don't worry Sylvain. You won't have to worry about that for a long time yet." Ingrid smile as she began to stand up to her full height
Sylvain stood up. He wiped the sweat off of his brow as he looked up at Ingrid. "So what happens now?"
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