You woke up feeling like you were in a dream. The events of the last 24 hours were a blur of magic, confusion and a sudden, extreme reduction in size. You were lying on what felt like a giant, soft pillow, but you realized it was actually Alice's thigh. You looked up to see the concerned, yet slightly amused expressions on the faces of Aoko and Alice. "Well, the bottle broke," Aoko said, not bothering to hide her exasperation. "And apparently, your size is sticking until we can figure out how to change you back."
Panic began to set in as you took in the gravity of the situation. "Please, just let me go," you begged, your voice quivering. "I won't tell anyone about this, I promise!"
Aoko sighed and leaned closer, her eyes narrowing slightly. "It's not that simple. You've seen things that no ordinary person should see. The secrets we hold are not for the faint of heart, and if they got out..." She trailed off, leaving the grim consequences to your imagination.
Alice spoke up, her voice softer. "We're not monsters, Benjiro. We don't just erase people's memories and toss them out. Besides, it's not just about what you've seen." She paused, her gaze drifting to the shattered container on the floor. "It's about what you've become. You're a part of our world now, whether you like it or not."
You gulped, realizing the seriousness of the situation. "But what am I supposed to do here?"
"For starters," Aoko said, her tone firm, "we need to make sure you don't go wandering off and getting into trouble. Or worse, getting noticed by someone who shouldn't see you." She looked around the room, her eyes scanning the shelves and various magical artifacts scattered around. "We can't have you blurting out our secrets."
Alice nodded thoughtfully. "I'll prepare a secure room for you. It's not ideal, but it's better than you getting squished under a misplaced foot." She smirked, her cheekbones dimpling slightly. "Don't worry, I'll make sure it's comfortable, but we can't have you just roaming around the mansion."
But Aoko's expression softened, and she placed a hand on your head, her gaze meeting Alice's. "I don't think that's the best idea." She paused, considering her words. "He's just a bystander, and keeping him locked up feels... wrong."
Alice looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "And what do you propose, Aoko?"
Aoko sat back, her eyes scanning the room. "I think we should keep him with us rather than put him in a room," she said finally. "He can't be too much trouble, right?"
Alice tapped her chin, considering the proposal. "Well, I suppose it's not the worst idea. He'll be safer with us than anywhere else, and we can keep an eye on him."
You felt a wave of relief wash over you at the thought of not being confined to a room. "Does that mean I can stay with you two?"
Aoko nodded, her expression a mix of resignation and concern. "For now, yes. But you have to promise me you'll stay out of trouble."
You nodded fervently, feeling a strange sense of belonging amidst the chaos. The idea of being cooped up in a room was terrifying, but being with Aoko and Alice, while still nerve-wracking, felt somehow comforting.
As if on cue, Aoko turned to Alice with a mischievous glint in her eye. "I'm sure we can put him to good use," she said, and before you could react, she let out a colossal fart that seemed to echo through the cavernous space of the mansion. The stench was unbearable, and you had to hold your nose to keep from gagging. Alice's eyes watered, but she couldn't hold back her laughter.
"A-Aoko!" you squeaked in horror, your eyes stinging from the smell.
"Oh, come on," Aoko said with a grin, waving a hand dismissively. "It's not that bad."
"A-Alice, do something!" you called out, your voice muffled by your own hands.
With surprising speed, Alice leaned down and scooped you up in her palm. "I've got an idea," she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
Before you could react, she brought you closer to her face. "Hold your breath," she whispered, her cheeks dimpling as she tried to hold back a giggle. Then, without warning, she sat down on her haunches, her massive butt descending upon you. You felt the cushioned pressure as the air was pushed out of your lungs, and suddenly, the smell of Aoko's flatulence was replaced by the faint scent of her laundry detergent.
Alice and Aoko's laughter filled the room, echoing in your ears as you struggled to breathe.
"You okay down there, Benjiro?" Aoko's voice was muffled by the thick fabric of Alice's skirt.
You nodded as much as you could, your cheeks reddening from both the pressure and the embarrassment. Alice's chuckles grew louder, her entire body shaking slightly with mirth. "I-I'm fine," you managed to squeak out, trying not to inhale too much of the noxious fumes trapped beneath her.
"Alright, that's enough," Alice finally said, standing up and letting out a gust of air that sent your tiny form flying a bit. "We've got to start our day." She carefully peeled you off her butt, revealing your sticky situation. Aoko had to turn away, her laughter uncontrollable now.
"C'mon," Alice said, her face a mix of amusement and sympathy as she offered you her hand. "Let's get you cleaned up. And Aoko," she added with a stern look, "try to keep it in check, yeah?"
Aoko nodded, still giggling. "Sorry, Benjiro. I'll be more careful."
Alice rolled her eyes but couldn't help the smirk that tugged at her lips. "Good you can keep him in your butt first" she suggested, holding you out to Aoko.
Aoko took you with both hands, examining you closely. "See when Alice was sitting on you earlier we decide are rear's were a great place to keep you," she said with a laugh, "I mean look at these cushend booties."
You stared at the vast expanse of her bottom, which looked like two giant pillows of soft flesh. The thought of being squished between them was both terrifying and slightly thrilling. "But why?" you asked, trying to keep the tremor out of your voice.
"It's the safest place for you," Aoko said with a wink. "And trust me, I've got enough padding to keep you cozy." She leaned closer, her warm breath tickling your face. "Just don't let anyone else find out, okay?"
With a gentle push from Alice's finger, you tumbled into the warm, velvety embrace of Aoko's butt. The fabric of her underwear was surprisingly soft against your skin, and you couldn't help but feel a bit snug. It was like being nestled in a pair of giant, squishy pillows. The giggles from the two witches above you grew fainter.
A moment later, Alice's voice floated down to you. "Alright, Aoko. Are you ready to get going?"
You felt Aoko's cheeks tighten around you as she replied, "One sec." Then, with no warning, she let out a fart so massive it seemed to shake the very fabric of reality. You were trapped in the epicenter of the stench, the sound of it echoing through the chamber of her underwear like a sonic boom. You curled up into a tiny ball, trying to escape the noxious fumes that were now a part of your new, confined world.
"Alright, alright," she said, standing up and adjusting her clothes, "now I'm ready."
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