"Helloooo~" the tiny Katsuragi peeks her head into the room looking and not seeing anyone. "Helloo?" Another empty room the mini blonde peeks in grunting no one is inside. "HELLO!" In another, screaming hello to herself hoping saying it enough tines someone might appear even though she wants to remain hidden from the others' eyes long enough for her to have enough adventure. "Pbbt." She blows her lips out in annoyance, the prime opportunity to enjoy a girl's body, being easily smothered by any possible part, then even their scared face once they discover her hiding inside. "I swear if there was a mission right after I shrunk, I'm gonna-"
KATHUNK
Kat's face brightens up hearing the clatter. Not even thinking it might be some intruder coming on the attack. Just rushing out down the mega hall eventually getting two doors down. Not even peeking this time, she fully flies through the opening of the door seeing whoever's making the noises. Standing there and looking up, hearing the pants and watching the bouncing of her underclass leader Asuka. Watching her bounce, and bounce and bounce.
"Praise the boob gods for these godly boobs." Fingers wiggling down below just imagining feeling them all over, now smaller than one of these fingers, ready to get lost on a building sized bounce house. With the girl's quick movements kicking qt the training dummies and throwing her short swords around she needs to plot how to mount her bouncy giant. Thinking didn't last long as Asuka takes a moment to take a breath and wipe her head. Kat immediately takes the opportunity to Burst and with her shirt popped open and energy filled through her body she uses the winds to launch herself forward.
Charging fast to Asuka's leg while the big shinovi is just simply settling the dummy back. Kat practically running up her towering stockings, enjoying the up skirt view while snickering for the prize up high. Her small size limits her speed as Asuka reset the dummy and bends her legs ready for another round. Kat has to spin around on the leg trying to keep contact on the moving and bending tower. Swinging around the calf, trying to get to the top of the thigh so she can make a higher jump up onto flailing skirt and begin her journey up the shirt. The orbs above blocking her face, but bouncing in every direction with her quick movements, every now and again Kat has to grab the fabric with her hands to not fling off but keeps her trek up going. Reaching closer and closer up to her goal.
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