/jp/ - Otaku Culture

I finished my Rika size story as promised.
He felt dizzy. His thoughts were unfocused, like he had been drinking the night before. He tried to stand up, but he was unable to do so. Looking down on his arms, vision still cloudy, he could discern what seemed like to be rope binding his feet and legs together. Panic started to take hold of him. What could have possibly happened to force him in a situation like this? He couldn't remember, no matter how hard he tried. His vision started to clear up so he looked around, the enviroment didn't seem foreign, although he couldn't really tell exactly where he was, it was obvious that he was still in Hinamizawa. The unmistakable sound of the cicadas, the moisture of the atmosphere, the heat, everything was familiar. He was still home, at least. Now, if only he could figure out why he was naked and bound on what seemed like a vast wooden platform, he thought as he started to remove his bondage, to no avail. The material seemed a bit weaker than normal rope bit it still did its job. Panic took hold of him after a bit of struggle and he screamed in despair: " UAAAAA! HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN? WHO WOULD EVER DO SUCH A THING?"
"Keiichi. It was me." Spoke an inhumanly loud, yet familiar voice. Keiichi frantically looked for the source of the sound, but it was still a bit dark so he couldn't see more than a couple of metres in front of him. A giggle filled the room as the voice spoke agan. "You really are an idiot if you still haven't figured it out". The lights turned on and Keiichi was dumbstruck, unable to make a sound. The voice belonged to his friend and classmate, Rika Furude. There was a slight problem, however. Keiichi, speechless, looked up to see the giant form of his friend, giggling like she heard a good joke, her eyes fixed on him like a cat looking at its prey. As she finished laughing at him, her face came closer to Keiichi's tiny form, her breath washing over him, as the sheer force of the wind forced him to close his eyes. "Pathetic. Even my breath is too much for you now" said Rika coldly. Keiichi, not getting why his friend was acting this way or why he was suddenly shrunk down, spoke back to her in a fit of rage "Cut the crap and start explaining! This isn't like you! How could you possibly do this?!" It was obvious that she didn't like that. The grin that she had disappeared as her face turned into an angry scowl. "I did it because I am fed up with you, Keiichi Maebara. You are an incompetent idiot and that kitten story you came up with after the festival was the final nail in the coffin."Th-the festival? We still got a week until the festival" said Keiichi, but Rika was still talking, not paying any attention to his thoughts "Why can't you seem to make a single logical decision, Keiichi? Where is the man who would tear fate apart? He's gone, just like my hopes of escaping this accursed fate. My end might be unavoidable, but I figured out a way of having fun before it comes, thanks to my friend" finished Rika as she smiled again. She pinched Keiichi's bonds, tearing them apart. " A simple piece of string was enough to tie you down." stated Rika. She raised a finger as Keiichi tried to stand up, flicking him with it, causing poor Keiichi to launch into the air from the sheer force of the strike. He fell on a very soft and warm surface, which made him lie down, it was most comfortable and he desperately needed to think for a second. Something which of course wouldn't be given to him, as Rika laughed. A the same time the "ground" upon which Keiichi stood started to shake and 5 massive fleshy pillars appeared around him, threatening to fall down on him. He stood up, something which was difficult given the soft, almost maleable surface he was on. He tried to look for a way to escape, but when he reached the edge, he looked down and saw woodwork which closely resembled tradition flooring. "The man who made fate dance is now dancing in my palm" said Rika happily. "You are a bit boring, however, it's time to wrap this farce up". The words hit him like a knife as, again, Rika raised a single finger, this time pointing it at Keiichi and making it come closer to him. Keiichi began to realise just how small he actually was when compared to Rika. The tip of her finger was coming closer and he realised that it had the size of his torso. He ran, screaming, tears falling down his face as he jumped from Rika's palm, in order to escape. "No. You are not the one who decides how you die." spat Rika as she simply put her hand beneath him, blocking his final exit. "Just lie down and let me have my fun with you, bug. It will be over quicker this way. Who knows, you might even like it, you are you, after all" Keiichi didn't obey which was something that Rika didn't like one bit.