WARNING THIS STORY CONTAINS: Vivian (ZZZ) Growth and Shrinking
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Wanting to make the most out of her initiation for a private movie night with Belle, Vivian makes use of a peculiar W-Engine to enhance her body. While the device allows her to exceed her expectations, her own eagerness leads to both her humility and her own figure getting a substantial downsizing.
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The streetlights peeking into the alleyways of Sixth Street proved to be an excellent evening atmosphere to compliment Vivian’s appearance. She was as enticing as ever thanks to her wavy, lavender hair partially obscured by her black parasol and the black lace, headpiece she always wore. For this visit, she had been sure that her frilled, black and white dress was perfectly free of wrinkles, her lack legging didn’t have even a hint of tearing on them, and her nails were the perfect sheen of black. Everything from the ruffles of her skirt to even the cloth on her chest had been checked and double-checked for anything that looked out of place. After all, she wanted everything to be perfect for her beloved Phaethon.
Vivian’s casual evening stroll eventually brought her towards the back entrance of the Random Play video store. Pulling her phone from her pocket, her red eyes looked over the invitation she had received from Belle. The message was simple: “Feels like it’s been a while since we last hung out. Want to come by the store and watch a movie?”
By anyone else’s judgement, the invitation was merely a friend’s offer to spend an evening relaxing on a couch. However, what Vivian managed to extract from the message was something more. Rereading over the words several times more made her pointed ears twitch as her own delusions kept her focused on the potential the nighttime rendezvous had to fulfill her deepest desires.
“Soon, my beloved Phaethon,” Vivian muttered to herself as she looked over the message. “Once tonight is over, you will truly understand how much you meant to me. I just need one more thing to make this evening absolutely perfect. Then you will be all mine.”
Stowing away her phone, Vivian turned her attention towards the peculiar item in her bag. Sifting through her supplies, she managed to find a metal sphere dressed in black and white colors. Like any other respectable Hollow visitor, she could identify the object as a W-Engine. Devices such as this were intended to enhance a person’s abilities to give them a fighting chance against Ethereals. The main difference was that the sphere was much smaller than the standard model. There was also the matter of the odd, black and white eye that looked crudely painted onto the side. If Vivian stared at the iris long enough, she could feel as if something behind it was glancing back at her with ominous aura. As strange as the sphere’s appearance was, what really mattered to her was what it was supposed to do.
The W-Engine Vivian held in her hands had been the result of a long search through Interknot to chase down a rumor. The device was intended not for combat, but to instead enhance certain features of the user’s body. Reading over the specifics of these alterations had been more than enough to garner Vivian’s interest. For most, the large amount of time and Dennies spent on obtaining the device wasn’t worth the hassle. However, it was a small price to pay for her. Especially if using the engine had the chance to make herself irresistibly attractive to Belle.
Spinning around her parasol, Vivian looked around to make sure that she was still alone. She was less concerned about random people passing by but wanted to ensure that her makeover would be a surprise to its intended target. Planning to contact Belle once everything was complete, she attached the miniscule sphere into a pocket of her dress. Keeping her finger resting against the button, she looked once more towards the door with the knowledge that her greatest desire was within her grasp. She just needed to take one last step.
“All for you, my beloved Phaethon,” Vivian proclaimed in a soft whisper as she pressed the button to activate the device.
Vivian’s euphoric smile faltered slightly as she heard a hissing noise emanating from the engine. Carefully listening to the sound brought with it a strange sense of familiarity. Tapping a finger against her chin, she thought back to a party she attended the previous week. Just as her mind managed to focus on the imagery of the balloons that made up the decorations, she heard a pumping noise.
Fearful of where the air would be going, the lavender-haired woman instinctively reached towards her mid-section. As she stood in place, hearing the continued pumping noise, her mind became terrorized with images of people inflating into massive spheres. Gritting her teeth, she tightly clutched at her flat stomach in an effort to defend against any balloon-like makeovers.
A few seconds of pumping did not burden Vivan’s belly with extra mass. Slowly pulling her fingers away revealed that her stomach remained as thin as ever. Just as she began to ponder if she had spent too long on the stranger parts of Interknot, something about her gaze seemed off.
Giving a few more seconds to try and look at her mid-section, Vivian found part of her vision blocked by her chest. Momentarily, she considered the cause to be a seam going out of place. However, she was swiftly corrected as another bout of pumping noises directly correlated with her breasts rustling her top as they jostled forward.
As Vivian tried to process what was happening to her chest, she felt the hem of her skirt flutter. Taking her gaze away from her expanded bosom, she put her attention towards a ripple going across her lower body. Moving her hips from side to side, she managed to recreate the sensation as she felt added thickness to her thighs. Pausing for a moment to let her skirt rest, she was able to revel in the sensation of her backside slowly growing into a luscious pair on par with the rumors that had led her to seek the W-engine in the first place.
“Yes,” Vivian hissed to herself as she clasped her growing curves with her nails. Sinking her fingers into her teats and rears, she reveled in the effects of the device. “These are absolutely perfect. There’s no way Phaethon will be able to resist me now. But… a little more couldn’t hurt.”
Blinded by her own desires, Vivian reached into her pocket to rev up the engine. Another round of pumps made her brace for the next surge of enhancements. While she expected her hands to be filled more by her breasts and buttocks, she found it harder to keep her palms in place. A shift of her sleeves showed the reason as her longer arms slipped up to give her engorged bosom another chance to show off to its owner.
Too busy holding up her lengthened limbs to stare up at her fingers, Vivian became staggered on her feet thanks to a sudden imbalance. Forcing herself to stay upright with a clack of her high-heeled shoes, she looked around for the source. She found her answer as she discovered that the ground was further away from her.
The lavender-haired woman’s realization of her increasing height gave her a mix of emotions. While she was glad that the engine was doing its job, there was something she hadn’t considered. Her taller stature and swelling curves threatened to tear the fabric of her outfit with each passing second. A very real worry formed in her mind of her meeting Belle ripped clothing. Even worse, being left standing completely naked in the parking lot. Just as she considered whether or not it would be preferable to just leave her full figure bare for her beloved to see, the engine provided a unique solution.
Right as Vivian’s bosom seemed ready to burst through her outfit, the dress began to shudder from a series of pumps. Her already ruffled top stretched out even further with extra fabric to accommodate the head-sized breasts. The added frills lining her prominent chest came with a sheen of purple accents that matched the tone of her hair. An extra touch of her sleeves rolling themselves up was an excellent way for her to further show off her arms and move them around to feel out her new wardrobe.
The growing girl’s skirt billowed out just before her shapelier rear could peek out. While the most obvious benefit was covering up widening hips, the garment continued to evolve to match the rest of her upgraded attire. Just like with her arms, her legs were given extra emphasis by her stockings stretching upwards. The altered leggings only had a moment to shine before the continued expansion of her skirt into a curtain of frills and lavender, flower-like decorations made it so that she was adorned in a high-quality ball gown.
Through her admiration of her wardrobe modifications, Vivian couldn’t help letting out a small, pleased chuckle as she felt a tingle along her scalp. Her already impressive head of hair stretched out to go along with its fuller appearance. As the follicles reached past her curvy buttocks, they twirled and curled in ways that made it look as if they had been touched by a professional stylist. Dropping her parasol completely, she put all of her efforts into twisting her fingers through her hair to fully appreciate their new volume.
Still hearing the pumping noises in her ears, the tall, long-haired, hourglass-shaped woman began to strut around the parking lot. Standing at twice her normal height allowed her to fully appreciate everything the engine was giving to her. Each step brought with it a pleasing jostle of the melon-sized boobs that she would be more than willing to let Belle grope to her heart’s content. For every sway of her enhanced backside, she pictured the moment that her beloved would give into her desire and bury her face between the pair of perfectly rounded ass cheeks.
Vivian let out heavy breaths as her mind focused on the imaginary moment of her elegant gown being taken off by her beloved. A small gasp left her fuller lips at the mere thought of the afterglow that would come from sharing a bed with Belle; laying there in ecstasy while her adoring Phaethon lay curled up next to her. It would be the exact moment that her plans would come to fruition as Belle professed her undying devotion and their fates became eternally intertwined.
Caught up in her own fantasy, Vivian pressed more against the W-engine’s activation button to greedily ask for further enhancements. Seeing more of her body get enhanced gave her little reason to stop. Each pump felt to her like she was getting closer to her final goal. Too caught up in her own eagerness, she didn’t catch at first a different kind of hiss echoing in her ears. Upon pausing for a moment to address the noise, it appeared to be like a balloon letting out all of its air.
The shudder that ran down Vivian’s spine coincided with a gust of air flowing out of her dress. As her skirt ruffled from the rush of wind, she quickly moved to keep the garment in place. A red sheen appeared over her face at the strange occurrence. At the time, the only thing she could think of was a stray breeze being the culprit for the outfit malfunction. That was when she heard the deflation noise once more, this time much louder and more ominous.
Another blast of air attempted to make its escape through the skirt only for Vivian to tighten her grip. While she succeeded in keeping her ruffles mostly in place, there was still a shift in her attire. Wondering if maybe she had finally torn a hole in her clothing from the growth, she did a quick scan of her body. What she eventually discovered was that the ample bosom that had previously filled her with pride was now looking very lopsided.
“W-what is this?” Vivian stuttered out, letting go of her skirt to better address her unevenly sized tits.
Without its owner keeping it held in place, the skirt was free to release the bundle of air with a loud hiss. The release took with it some added heft from her left tit to better even her out. While she was no longer unbalanced, the downgrade from her previous size was enough to overwrite any euphoria that lingered with a sense of intense dread.
Hearing another gust release from beneath her skirt, Vivian attempted to maintain her alluring chest by clasping her hands against them. While this did prevent her breasts from shrinking any further, her body still found a way to deflate. She soon found out how the ruffle of her skirt allowed her to feel her left buttocks lose some of its lusciousness.
Wrapping an arm around her chest, Vivian used her free hand to tightly clench her still inflated ass cheek. At the moment, all she was hoping to do was to buy time while she thought of a way to stabilize herself. Those few seconds were instead spent wincing at another gust coming out from beneath her dress. This time, the deflation came with the side effect of taking away some of the extra inches of height she had been enjoying previously.
Vivian’s loss of some of her hair’s volume and the depopulation of her gown’s fabric flowers was the final straw on any semblance of calm she had. Frantically, she began to clasp at different parts of her body in the hopes of maintaining some form of balance. All that managed to do was hasten her deflation as the air continued to flow outwards. Any hopes she had of keeping up with her shrinking assets diminished as she lost the added length to her arms.
It took until Vivian had lost half of the features she had gained before she thought to check on the W-engine. Trying to ignore the sensation of her skirt’s ruffles becoming less numerous, she reached into her pocket to retrieve the device. Looking it over, her vision immediately locked onto the black sparks coming off of the eye symbol. Try as she might to fiddle with the engine, the releasing air continued to echo in her ears.
Vivian’s attempts to fix the broken device ended prematurely as a sudden droop in her backside’s size made her stumble forward. Though losing another breast cup-size aided in straightening her out, the momentary imbalance caused her to drop the engine. Watching the small sphere roll across the parking lot, her first instinct was to chase after it. However, she only managed to take a few steps forward before another gust of deflated air took another foot of height from her.
Forced to stay still for a moment until she could catch her bearings, Vivian tried to take stock of what she still had. Standing next to a pole let her see that she had lost most of her added height. Getting a bit more hands-on with her body let her find the meagerest bumps around her curves that managed to persist. Even the extra flair given to her clothes and hair had almost vanished to nothing to leave her in the outfit she arrived with. As much as hated the idea of losing all of her enhancements, she at least took solace in the thought of spending the night with Belle and writing off the W-engine as nothing more than a foolish experiment.
Before Vivian could march out to pick up the fallen sphere, she was stopped by the sound of nearby footsteps. Pulling down her skirt to prevent any more air from leaking out, she scanned the area for the unwanted visitor. She let out a small gasp once she realized that the movement was coming from inside of the store. Even worse, it was the exact person she least wanted to see her in this compromised state.
Peeking her head of dark blue hair out of the back door, Belle instinctively looked around for the signs of the commotion. She had been expecting nothing more than a stray cat messing around with her garbage again. Just her surprise that what she discovered was a very rattled Vivian.
“Oh, hey Vivian,” Belle said as she stepped out into the parking lot, her attire of a jacket and shorts better fitting for what was supposed to be just a casual movie night. Her more laid back attitude contrasted harshly against the nervous look in Vivian’s eyes. “Are you okay?”
“Y-yeah, just fine,” Vivian squeaked out, tightly clasping her fingers together as she hoped that her beloved wouldn’t notice anything wrong.
The act didn’t seem to be very effective as Belle put her hand to her chin and looked up and down Vivian’s figure. “Did you do something with your clothes and hair?”
“N-no, it’s all the same,” Vivian stammered out.
“Really? Because you look amazing tonight.”
The stray comment momentarily overrode Vivian’s embarrassment. Moving her hands away to show off her elated face, she felt like she was floating on air. She realized the reality of the situation once her skirt flapped up on its own to let out another portion of air.
Too slow to stop what was happening, Vivian could only grit her teeth as the last parts of her enhancements were taken away. Her curves going back down to their modest size did not go unnoticed by Belle as the breasts and buttocks jiggled into place. The once towering, lavender-hair woman now stood at a more modest height that placed her on eye level with her beloved. As her hair and the ruffles of her skirt reverted to their normal state, the only comfort Vivian took in the act was the thought that at least it was over.
“What was all that about?” Belle asked, finding it wise not to point out the hissing air noise still echoing in the area.
“It was, um, a new W-engine device I had been testing for Hugo,” Vivian said, hoping she could still salvage the night. “It had some… unsavory side effects that would be detrimental in battle. I don’t think it was worth obtaining, unfortunately.”
“What could Mocking Bird do with something like that?”
“Like I said, we were still testing it,” Vivian insisted, turning her face away to avoid meeting her beloved’s gaze. “There’s no way to know what might come up these days in New Eridu, right?” she asked, trying to laugh it off as her eyes scanned the area for the misbehaving device.
“I suppose you have a point there,” Belle said with a shrug. “Anyway, you ready for our movie night?”
“In just a moment,” Vivian insisted with a wave of her hand. “I just need to find the W-engine. It was quite a lot of Dennies, so it’s best I find it first.”
Thinking that she was in the clear, Vivian was able to calm herself down enough to easily locate the W-engine nearby. Leaning down to pick up the device, she thought shat she had salvaged the evening. That was until she heard the deflating sound again, this time much louder and faster.
Vivian tripped over herself as a gust of air blew out the back of her skirt. Tumbling to the ground, she hoisted herself up on her hands and knees. While still recovering from the fall, she winced as she felt a tingle go through her body. The sensation culminated in the natural sizes of her breasts reducing to even smaller than before she activated the device.
“I’m still shrinking!?” Vivian called out, her ears twitching at the higher pitch to her voice.
Scrambling to stand back up, her attempt to hold down her skirt again was hindered by a lack of reach. Realizing that her arms were also being downsized inch by inch, she frantically searched for a solution. Her panicked state inevitably led to her locking eyes with Belle once more.
“Vivian, what’s going on?” Belle asked as she began to approach.
Before Vivian could make a mad dash out of sight, she nearly fell again as a release took away a full foot of her legs’ length. Though this did momentarily leave her boots completely engulfed by her dress, that was quickly remedied. Stuck at now half her original height, her deflation adjusted her clothes to be much smaller to compensate. The trade off was getting rid of the volume of her top and skirt in order to fully emphasize how tiny her curves had become.
“Vivian, hold on I’ll try and get someone to help,” Belle called out.
“N-no it’s fine,” Vivian squeaked out, as she struggled with her smaller stature leaving her eye level at just below Belle’s chest. “There’s nothing to worry about. Once I get the W-engine, I’m sure I can-“
Vivian’s words were fully drowned out by a massive rush of air escaping from her clothes. The sudden release came with a drastic downsizing of her limbs once more. When her arms and legs were reduced to mere inches long, the rest of her torso diminished to better fit. With her head following the same route, it was only right that her vision would be momentarily obscured by her own clothes.
As the last bit of air slipped out to adjust her clothes, Vivian felt like her head was spinning. Dizzied by her shrinkage, she knew that more of her was changing but couldn’t fully comprehend by how much. When her vision began to return to her, she was able to recognize that she was still in the parking lot. However, everything around her seemed to be bigger than before. A stray can nearby gave her a point of comparison as it looked capable of fully engulfing her diminutive form.
Vivian’s attempt to make sense of her new, doll-sized body was made all the worse as she heard a set of heavy thuds coming from nearby. Wishing she hadn’t dropped her parasol, she readied herself to fight off whatever fearsome creature was about to make her a meal. As she discovered the source of the giant footsteps, she found herself yearning for a pack of terrifying Ethereals to fight rather than stand a second longer in her position.
“AAHHHHHH!” Vivian screamed at the top of her lungs, creating a high-pitched squeak rather than a cry of terror.
“Hey, hey, it’s okay,” Belle said, squatting down to mitigate a miniscule amount of size difference between the two of them.
"This isn’t okay!” Vivian shouted out, as she gestured towards her sorry state.
It was only now that the tiny woman noticed how her loss of height came with the near, complete flattening of her chest and backside. To further emphasize her loss, her hair had been robbed of most of its volume as it lazily hung down to her waist. The follicles were left to drape unhindered thanks to her skirt looking completely deflated from her downsizing.
“This isn’t right,” Vivian insisted as she stomped around the with her tiny feet. “That engine was supposed to make me bigger, not… this,” she relented with an exasperated sigh.
Leaving Vivian for a moment, Belle approached the device responsible for the strange sight. Tapping the sphere with her shoe a few times to make sure it was inert, she carefully picked it up. Waiting just long enough to make sure that her body wasn’t growing bigger or smaller, she pocketed it before making her way back to Vivian.
“I’m not really an expert when it comes to the inner-workings of W-engines,” Belle began as she hovered over the doll-sized woman. “But I’m sure one of my connections can get this thing working again to get you back to normal.
“Oh, Phaethon, I have absolute faith in your abilities,” Vivian said as she ran her fingers through her long hair. “But I don’t know what I’m going to do this in state. I feel like I could be carried off by a cat if I’m not careful.”
“Well, it might not stop someone like Nekomata, but you’re welcome to stay in the store until you’re better,” Belle offered.
The dire look on Vivian’s face drifted away as her eyes widened. “D-do you mean it?”
“Well, the original plan was for you to come hang out tonight,” Belle explained. “We’ll just have to make it last a little longer than we expected. Wise is out on a trip to the Outer Ring, but I’m sure he’ll be fine with me having a guest for a while.” Reaching down her arms, she held out her hand to leave her open palm in front of Vivian. “Climb on up and I’ll get you inside.”
Nervously stepping forward, Vivian eventually climbed up onto the offered hand. As soon as her tiny fingers were clenched around the much larger digits, she was hoisted up into the air. Brought to a height that would have been eye level for her before the transformation, she found herself clasping tight to avoid falling.
“Are you okay?” Belle asked in a whisper, noticing how much Vivian was shaking.
“Y-yes,” the tiny woman replied, not daring to look down. “Just go slow, okay?”
“You can count on me,” Belle said, giving a thumbs up with a free hand before slowly making her way inside.
The first few steps were nerve wracking for Vivian as she put all of her strength into keeping herself from falling. By the time the back door was opened and they entered the store, some of the initial terror managed to wear off. Hazarding to actually look where she was heading, she found herself being transported through the main shop area. Surrounded by the same counter and video tapes she had perused while keeping an eye on Belle, she was given a chance to breathe and reexamine the situation.
The familiar scenery finally let it dawn on Vivian what was going on. Right now, her body was being held by the one person she wanted to be with the most. It was far from her intended method, but her body was indeed being held by Belle. Hugging a little tighter to the giant finger, she let herself smile a bit as she realized that she had, at least momentarily, become the sole focus of her beloved’s attention.
“This should do,” Belle said as she brought the fawning Vivian into the employee’s only area. With utmost care, she placed Vivian down on the couch in front of the TV. “You sit tight here for a moment while I try and contact some people.”
Being left by herself gave Vivian a chance to fully appreciate the incidental gift of the W-engine. Looking around to take in the super-sized version of Belle’s work area, she couldn’t help herself from shaking with joy. The area she had visited on numerous other occasions now emanated a new, alluring atmosphere thanks to her altered state.
“Figures that he would be out of his shape this late,” Belle commented when she returned to the room. “I know it’s not exactly how we planned it, but do you still want to watch that movie together?”
“Of course!” Vivian shouted out, her eagerness helping her overcome the high-pitched tone of her voice.
“Well, glad to see your eagerness hasn’t shrunk down,” Belle said, putting the tape in the player before returning to the couch. Taking her seat, she placed a pillow on her lap and gestured towards Vivian. “Climb on up so you can get a good view.”
“I’m not sure if I can in my current state,” Vivian said, clasping her fingers together to hide the smirk on her face. “Would you mind picking me up again?”
Vivian got her wish as a pair of fingers gingerly grasped her shoulders. With utmost care, Belle moved her dainty guest over to the cushions. Gently placed down on the pillow, Vivian looked back up to see her beloved staring down at her.
“Are you comfortable?” Belle asked as she pulled over a bag of snacks.
“Indeed, I am,” Vivian replied, nuzzling her body up against Belle.
Starting the movie, Belle mostly kept her attention on the screen between offering up snacks to Vivian. While the doll-sized woman was grateful for the oversized food, her main attention was on appreciating the moment. Her small stature gave her the privilege of staring longingly at Belle without giving herself away. Nuzzling up closer to the larger woman under the guise of not wanting to roll off, she settled in for an unforgettable evening.