Chapter #3Keke's Tiny Souvenir by: Ninten School idol and former child star (allegedly) Sumire Heanna awoke in a dark, unfamiliar room. The air was stagnant with a hint of a leathery aroma combined with a familiar perfume.
"W-where is this place...?" Sumire questioned aloud as she got up from her resting position.
It was hard to make out anything even farther than her outstretched hand. She didn't remember falling asleep in a place like this, and for some reason she was still in her Yuigaoka school uniform.
Suddenly the ground beneath her began to rumble, and the room itself felt as if it were being picked up and moved! Sumire fell to her knees and grabbed the floor to keep herself steady. The floor was also a softer material. Clearly she wasn't at school anymore.
Sumire heard something on the opposite side of the room but couldn't see what it was. A moment later a huge object slammed into her, making her fall face-first onto the ground as the heavy object came to rest on her back.
"W-what's happening!? What is this!?" she cried out, hoping someone could hear her and just tell her what the heck was going on.
As if her prayers were being answered by an angel, the rumbling subsided, and everything became quiet for a moment. Sumire breathed a sigh of relief. The brief moment of silence was cut short by the deep and distorted sound of a zipper being pulled open high above where Sumire laid.
Light shone from above, and Sumire felt as if her prayers were being answered. But what came next terrified her even more.
It was her fellow school idol and all-around annoying friend, Tang Keke, looking down at her trapped in this weird cave.
Only... her face... it was giant! Like she was actually huge! Keke's eyes scanned the area for a moment before they landed on Sumire.
"There you are silly Sumire! What are you doing underneath my lip-gloss?"
"Your... what?" Sumire craned her neck to the side to see that she was indeed pinned underneath Keke's favorite brand of lip-gloss. Somehow it only took this long to realize that Keke wasn't huge, but she was in face very tiny!
"We'll have more time to play with makeup later if you want, for now let's get you out of there," Keke's voice boomed down to the shrunken girl.
How was this even possible? Sumire thought she might be dreaming, but the monolithic hand coming right for her snapped her out of her rationalization. The hand moved faster than anything that large feasibly could, and yet it was. It swooped down, plucked the tube of lip-gloss that Sumire was struggling against like it was nothing, and grabbed her body between its meaty fingers.
Sumire was released from her dark prison and brought towards the harsh light. It was jarring enough of a light shift that she had to close her eyes for a moment to adjust, and when she opened them, she was looking down to see that the "cave" she was just trapped in was simply Keke's school bag.
The shrunken idol was brought to Keke's face, where she was greeted with that same annoyed face she always had on when Sumire was around.
"What did you do to me!?" Sumire called up to her giant friend.
"I shrunk you, duh! Did your brain shrink too or what? Wait, I guess it would have..." Keke replied with that same snarky tone she always used on her.
Being held in the giant hand of one of her friends was scary enough, but why did it have to be Keke? Sure, they got on each other's nerves... constantly, but they still had an unspoken connection with each other that they didn't have with the other members of Liella. Sumire thought Keke might have had similar feelings to her, but maybe she was wrong... Deep down she was feeling very hurt and confused by the whole situation, unsure of what Keke's true intentions were.
"I get that I'm all tiny now but... why did you shrink me?" Sumire questioned.
"That's because.... well, you don't need to know that now. Just come with me."
"Wait! Stop! Tell me what you're going to do with me!" Sumire cried out.
"Gah! You're so noisy! Quiet down already!" Keke snapped back.
Her overpowering voice, even for a high school girl, piped Sumire down quickly. She fell back into Keke's sweaty palm, wondering what fate awaited her.
Keke walked up a flight of stairs with Sumire and the tube of lip-gloss held tightly in her hand. For some reason Sumire couldn't escape this stupid thing, her body was pressed tightly against it. Sweat from Keke's fingers made the tiny idol's body feel sticky and messed with her hair a bit, but it wasn't overbearing yet.
Sumire realized she was probably in Keke's house. She had only been in it once briefly. Keke arrived in her room full of school idol memorabilia and closed the door. She dropped her school bag in the corner and uncerimoniously deposited Sumire's tiny body in a glass jar on her desk.
"You're putting me in a jar!? Seriously? This better not mean what I think it means..." Sumire shivered.
"It's just to prevent you from escaping or getting hurt. You're so tiny now anything could kill you... But this was all I could do to keep you with me..." Keke trailed off.
"What was that last part?"
"Nothing! You ask too many questions! Anyways, stay there and get comfortable while I go downstairs. I'll be back for you in a minute."
"Maybe I wouldn't ask so many questions if you just told me what the hell was happening..." mumbled Sumire.
And with that, Keke left the room with Sumire trapped in yet another prison. The blondie examined her surroundings only to find... | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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