Yosuke frantically looked at the now larger than life Amagi Inn sitting room around him, his eyes as wide as they could go. Yosuke patted himself down, even going as far as to pinch himself to make sure what had just happened wasn’t a dream that had turned into a cruel nightmare.
No matter the amount of annoying self inflicted pain Yosuke caused, he didn’t wake up, as his eyes fluttered painfully, fully soaking in the once appropriately sized inn belonging to his friend Yukiko and her family.
Yosuke finally managed to sturdy his stance, grimacing as the out of nowhere ‘shrinking’ left him completely zapped of energy. His breath was a heavy, almost pained higher pitch gasped.
“Dammit Yukiko, where are you?” Yosuke huffed as he looked around the private sitting area like a fish trapped in a bowel, everything expanded and in a way very threatening.
Just as Yosuke was thinking about the raven haired girl, the wooden sliding door slid open with a loud drag of wood and wood, Yosuke gritting his teeth and covering his ears due to just how loud the noise was.
Things didn’t get any better as the flooring around Yosuke shook with loud thumps as Yukiko began to stroll her way over to the other side of the room.
The girl laden in bursting bright red workblazer was holding a wood serving tray in one hand, and a bored look on her face, her black clasped shoes loudly clacking with each step. “H-Hey Yukiko! Over here Yukiko!” Yosuke waved his arms frantically, shouting at the top of his lungs, praying that he would manage to get the normal sized giantesses attention.
As if his hopes were answered, Yukiko paused for a moment, a look of mild shock on her face taking over the once bored features. “Oh… A bug… How did you get in here? The pest control was just in a week ago…” Yukiko pouted, annoyed by the fact that any insect would dare try and tarnish the immaculate score of the inn she had grown to love.
“Bug?! What, no! It’s me Yosuke!” Yosuke screamed, his anxiety and fear levels slowly rising as Yukiko turned her attention to him. “No matter, I’ll just have to make quick work of you now, and clean up the stain when I get back~” Yukiko sighed, but Yosuke noticed another tone to her otherwise exasperated voice. An odd sort of… Pleasure?
“No, seriously, Yukiko, this isn’t funny!” The bug sized boy screamed, his lungs starting to go hoarse as he tried desperately to stop the loud stepping of stomping feet from getting closer. “Bye bye bug~” Yukiko said, Yosuke immediately knowing something was up as a smirk of odd satisfaction crossed onto her face as she brought her foot down onto the begging boy.
The shoe was as merciless as Yukiko as it quickly snuffed out the poor boys life. But quick didn’t mean painless, as regardless of any pain Yosuke had ever felt in his life, nothing would have ever come close to he orgasm of pain the death brought on before darkness enveloped him.
The clack and the crunch coupled in an odd, morbid unity as the sound of bones being utterly destroyed, and organs popping like overly ripe fruits were immediately silenced by the shoes muffling the sounds. Before the final impact of foot onto body, Yosuke had fallen onto his back, raising his shaking hands in the hope that it would do anything. It didn’t.
Yosuke’s pathetic body was flattened into a mashed mess of jagged, broken bone, torn and smeared flesh, and bubbling liquid that stained itself to the sole of the shoe. Like a water balloon, Yosuke’s liquid filled body burst at the seams at the edges of his body, the sides splitting like a torn seem as red splattered all over the inn’s hard wooden floor.
The back of Yosuke’s skull and body were plastered to the floor, his innards acting as a quick drying super glue of sorts, with his skulls popping wetly. The front of his body was messily formed to the tread of Yukiko’s shoe, with his neck being bent, as his face was mostly spared as it was lodged up into a crevice in the article of clothing.
Yukiko gave the ‘bug’ a good grind, her face a nasty snarl of a smirk, giving away a lot more than the fact that she knew what she had just done: she had enjoyed it. Letting out a little playful sigh, Yukiko lifted her shoe covered foot up. As she did, Yosuke’s body started to stretch for a moment before it tore into two separate halves. Yukiko surveyed her ‘foot’ work, and grinned.
“Oh gosh… I’ll have to clean you up here when I come back~” Yukiko softly thought to herself, her hushed voice curling with pleasure as something inside her tingled. She hadn’t even seen the carnage on the underside of her shoe, only the gory red mess that was left on the ground.