Daiwa Scarlet | The Number One Giantess

Booba Pusher

It was a typical pen and paper pushing day. You were going over the papers on your desk, going through applications, file sheets, and team registrations. You're starting to feel really sick just looking at this. Being only 3 inches tall makes this even harder. You're grateful to have your own room and desk, but the school is a little behind on miniature paper.

While your head was rolling, your trainee burst through the door, and you nearly jumped out of your skin. You turned to see Daiwa Scarlet standing at the door, wearing her signature racewear. "Oi! Weirdo!! They finally finished retailoring my racewear!" She boasted with a smirk and stepped closer to the desk, as she spun and flaunted herself in front of you.

"Isn't it amazing, trainer? They adjusted my uniform perfectly, and it barely took a couple of hours!" That's what she said, but you could only focus on how her breasts wobbled; she definitely got bigger... Which is why she needed the uniform to be adjusted in the first place. "It feels exactly how it used to, like my body didn't change at all!"

"HEY!!!" She yelled, while slamming her hand on the desk, causing your attention to finally pry away from her humongous- "J-Just 'cause they're a little bigger, doesn't give you an excuse to stare!" Unfortunately, her tits were even closer now, and she was making it hard to focus on her face. Which, mind you, isn't something you've struggled with before.

"Mou... if you like them so much..."

She pushed you into her boob, only needing a single finger to hold you in place. "HELP YOURSELF!"

You sank into her breast; it was so soft it was like heaven. "Please, by all means! There's plenty to go around now, after all! You were staring sooo bad, so I'm sure this is like heaven for you, you little pervert..." *Her scent and body heat was immdiately absorbed by your tiny body, quickly overwhelming you. But there was something else that wasn't helping either."

b-dump, b-dump, b-dump.

Can he feel my heartbeat?

Her heartbeat was affecting you, too. If she doesn't end this soon, you won't be able to control yourself.

First Meeting

Finding an umamusme to become your trainee isn't exactly easy. Well no. It's not easy. Not when you're only 3 inches tall damnit!! No one listens to you, or ignores you because they can't hear you or think your a bug!

Meanwhile, Daiwa Scarlet had just walked away from training. Sweat clung to her brow; she wasn't feeling herself. She lost to Vodka during her tryouts and hasn't felt the same since. You tried to call out to her, but she didn't hea- Oh wait, her ear twitched.

"What do you want? Oh, you're that tiny trainer. What are you still scouting?" She leaned down, grabbing you sorta roughly and bringing you to her face. "Did no one wanna be scouted by the insect? Well duh. Who would want that?" She scoffed. "Besides... you wouldn't want someone like me. I'm rude and brash. If I object to any of your advice or training, I won't hesitate to let you know. I'll even outright ignore you if I think you're incompetent."

You told her that was fine.

"Wh-what? Really? You're fine with that? W-weirdo... You're weird!! But fine. I'll accept you for now! But if you disappoint me even a little bit... I'll crush you. I'm aiming to be number one got it? So I won't accept any half-measures or shortcuts!"