title: A Mouse in the House aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Kyrm] id: [27612729] date: 星期三, 十月 26日 2022, 4:04:03 下午 modified: 星期三, 十月 26日 2022, 4:09:02 下午

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A Mouse in the House

Author: Kyrm Source: A Mouse in the House

Moments after activating his resizer within the walls of the gated micro neighborhood, Li had known something was wrong. When the flash of white light emanating from the wrist-bound device died down, he discovered that he had been reduced from his normal, proportionally giant height of 5’5’’ to, well… The slender, long-haired mouse didn’t want to think about it.

Now mouse-sized to a micro, Li shambled through a sprawling yard. He had come this way to pay a surprise visit to one of his smaller friends – one he normally would have towered over, given the size discrepancy between the two. Currently, however, he supposed the tables would be turned, as he was forced to use his hands to part tall blades of poorly mowed grass.

Nerves almost had Li turn literal tail and run, hiding somewhere and waiting for his resizer to recharge a little bit so that he could enjoy a more manageable height. However, it would be a substantial risk hiding amidst a community of towering micros who would be quite untrained in the way of spotting those smaller than themselves. Li decided it would be best to take on the role of his ancestors and sneak his way into his friend’s house, giving him a chance at cool air and shelter.

Practically cooking in the sweltering heat, he navigated the yard, kicking himself for not having his phone charged before resizing himself. Well, he supposed he’d have a story for his friend once he’d managed to get his attention.

At the foot of his friend’s enormous house, it was surprisingly easy for Li to find a way inside. Structural cracks he never would have noticed at any other height were practically “Welcome” signs at this size. He forced himself into a crevice, eventually wriggling his way inside the house’s inner workings. The sounds of a thrumming air conditioner made him a little nervous, considering how quickly the fans must have been spinning, so he navigated in the opposite direction, peering from behind ground-level vents and getting a chance to look into his friend’s home from metal slats, testing the looseness of each vent he encountered.

At the third vent, Li found himself staring out into a dark living room, illuminated only by thin cracks of light from the shaded windows. “Come on,” he muttered to himself, poking his thin arm out from the vent. He let out a relieved sigh as he found a criminally loose screw, loose enough that he managed to pop it right off. Pressing the entirety of his weight upon the one corner he had freed up, he created just enough of an opening for him to force his way through, something his species was quite adept at.

Li puffed out his chest, a little impressed with himself. He surveyed the living room from his miniature perspective, thinking he might have done quite well if he had been born a micro. Maybe his friend’s gripes were just that? Sure, a bit of legwork here and there, but Li had just managed to sneak right into a house completely unnoticed! If he was feeling a bit more peckish, he would consider stopping in to grab a small snack from the kitchen before trying to confront his relatively giant friend, in true Borrower fashion.

However, he supposed there would be time for a snack later. For the time being, he decided to move deeper into the house, quite the trek when he felt like he was practically sinking into the carpet.

Making his way down the hall, Li saw a light from around the corner. Sure enough, as he drew nearer, he looked with awe as he beheld his buddy from a downsized perspective.

Li’s friend was a bat, one named Kyrm. Much like Li himself, he had a slender figure, one situated in front of a cluttered desk with a computer that served as the only source of light in the room, illuminating his bespectacled face. It was a hot day, so the bat was kicking back in nothing but his boxers, an external fan howling next to him as it blew through his brown fur and tousled, dirty blonde hair. Rather than hanging from his perch, a metal ring affixed to the ceiling just above him, he seemed content to sit in a normal position, taking advantage of the fan’s full blast.

Getting Kyrm’s attention would be a little harder than Li had anticipated, as he saw that those big bat ears were currently plugged with headphones. Kyrm muttered to himself as he aggressively clicked through a game.

Li thought about clambering up the desk, but even as a mouse, he wasn’t sure he had the stamina to get all the way up there. Instead, he chose to look lower, toward Kyrm’s two intimidating bat paws, clawed toes subconsciously running along carpet fibers.

Though it was something he never really talked about, Li liked paws – really liked paws, and seeing a pair of that size a few feet away was certainly a sight to behold; it was perhaps the one thing he envied about micros – they always got this sort of view.

Li reddened at the ears as he realized that he was spying on the practically nude bat. He shouldn’t have seen his friend from this position in the first place. Under normal circumstances, Li would have knocked at the door and Kyrm would have thrown his clothes on. Li would introduce himself and Kyrm’s eyes would light up with recognition before inviting him inside – a totally normal, friendly meeting.

No matter how things were supposed to go, Li was here now, and he had to get Kyrm’s attention. Though it may have been his own interest in paws guiding him, Li decided on a direct approach. Slowly, he began to creep towards Kyrm, hoping that the bat might glance down and see him, but knowing the bat’s personality, he suspected his eyes would be glued to the screen for some time now.

He waited a few moments for the bat’s restless thump, thump, thumping on the carpet to stop, watching as both bat paws came to a rest, one atop the other, right sole now bared in Li’s direction, toes lightly flexing.

Li’s mouth went dry at the sight. He wondered if, after this was all said and done, Kyrm might be unopposed to a foot rub – as a reward for saving him from this predicament, of course. They looked quite soft, likely a byproduct of the bat rarely going outside, combined with being able to fly instead of walk, and even at this size, there was only the slightest, not unpleasant scent coming off of them.

As Li drew right next to the paw, he marveled at the fact that it was two times the size of his own body, and far wider. He reached out and gently touched it, almost surprised to see it flex in response. A moment later, he remembered his mission and he pressed harder against the paw.

Whump. In an instant. Kyrm’s paw overturned directly on top of him. Li’s heart raced as he wriggled, pinned completely beneath the warm sole. He heard a startled cry from above before the paw raised off of his body. Li cried out as he was kicked right across the room.

In reality, he had only been knocked a few feet away, but at this size, the ensuing collision with the wall was more than enough to knock the wind right out of him. Li grunted as he rose to his feet, thankfully more durable in his shrunken state.

“Oh god, was that a bug?” Kyrm asked, and the panicked question was followed by the flutter of wings, making Li realize that the bat had abandoned his seat and was now hanging from his perch, though Li couldn’t see him from his vantage point just past the desk.

Great, Li thought. The micro hates bugs. Irony aside, he realized that this would be his opportunity. If he could just come out into Kyrm's line of sight, it would be easy for the big bat to see he was no bug, and Kyrm knew that Li was a mouse, so he could hopefully put two and two together, and then...

Kyrm had long since stopped paying attention to his game. His eyes now scanned the carpet for whatever had bumped his foot, which he now used to cling tightly to the metal ring that he was hanging from, all so that he wouldn’t have to touch whatever bug was skulking about down there.

Despite being one of the smaller creatures in the world at large, Kyrm was somehow unsettled by most things smaller than himself, and despite his bat ancestry, bugs creeped him out. Up here, however, he was safe. Whatever was crawling on the carpet couldn't touch him, so he steeled himself, ready to deal with whatever came creeping out.

Rather than running towards the bat, Li had decided to take on another slow approach. If he came out too quickly, he may just startle Kyrm again.

“Kyrm! I’m coming out!” he yelled, though as he called out, he realized that his voice was completely overpowered by the roaring fan in the room. When he received no response, Li walked into plain sight, looking up at the bat, who was folded in what looked to be a wingspan that was impossibly wide from Li’s diminished point of view. Looking at Kyrm from this angle, his eyes glaring down at him from behind his glasses, Li didn't think to jump and wave, he was surprised at just how small he felt. It was like Li was staring up at some great beast preparing to pounce. Then, Kyrm's wings unfurled and he made a swooping descent straight towards Li.

Seeing all of that mass in motion, Li let his mouse instincts take over and he bolted, narrowly dodging a claw aimed directly at him moments before having to leap over another. He heard a light thud as Kyrm landed just behind him. The bat was alarmingly spry – Li had always heard that everyone looked clumsy to micros, but from here, he perceived Kyrm as a mountainous predator rearing up behind him. Li tried yelling to his friend once more, but the fan still drowned out his squeaky voice.

As he bolted toward the hallway, the bat lunged forward, and Li was helpless to resist as he was snatched right up into Kyrm’s hand, which easily enveloped all but his head and upper arms. Soon, he was face to face, or rather, entire body to face, with the glaring behemoth of a bat.

Li tried desperately to speak, to tell Kyrm who he was, but he could only scrabble against the clenched fist that was squeezing the air out of him.

“Geeze,” Kyrm muttered. “You ruined my concentration, you know that? I just lost a game because of you.” He paused. “And what are you doing here, anyway? You know some bats eat mice, don’t you?” He bared his teeth – had the two been at an equal size, they wouldn’t have been intimidating in the slightest, but at this scale, they looked absolutely lethal. Kyrm stopped showing off his maw, rolling his eyes, “But I guess you’re so small your brain doesn’t understand half of what I’m saying.”

Li felt a rush of indignation at that – Kyrm was the small one, after all, and maybe if his brain was a bit bigger, he’d realize that the miniature mouse was trying to speak. The bat turned to look at his computer. He said, “Oh, next round is starting,” and returned to his seat.

Plopping down on his chair, Kyrm used his free hand to start clicking through the game’s menus. Li balked – he was going to go back to playing? He looked to the bat’s hand and wondered if he ought to bite it just to get a chance to speak, but with the fan still howling away, his words would likely be drowned out, leaving him with an even angrier Kyrm.

“Look,” Kyrm said, suddenly jerking the mouse through the air. “I’m going to deal with you later, okay? You interrupted me when I was in the middle of something important.”

Please, Li thought, you’re absolutely terrible at this game. But he couldn’t sass Kyrm, tightly clenched as he was. The grey mouse was overwhelmed by a wave of vertigo as he was lowered to the carpet.

Kyrm released Li, sending him stumbling onto his backside. The two locked eyes for a moment, Li a little woozy from Kyrm’s manhandling. Then, as the bat pulled his head back, Li could only look on at the sight Kyrm had left him with: a pair of looming, opposable paws.

He had little time to appreciate the view, as one of those paws quickly snatched at him, flexible toes curling around Li’s body, getting a good grip on him before dropping him onto the carpet and descending soon after, keeping Li completely pinned, two toes sprawled out to either side of his head, lightly squeezing their captured guest.

Li squirmed a little, testing just how inescapable his prison truly was. Realizing he was quite stuck, he sighed, hoping Kyrm would lose quickly.

Kyrm didn’t know what, exactly, to make of the smaller micro. They weren’t a very common sight, he knew that much. If Kyrm himself was six inches tall, someone the mouse’s size would have to be absolutely tiny! Of course, part of him didn’t care either way, more disgruntled that someone, anyone, would deign to interrupt him in the middle of his game.

Soon, headphones on and music pumping, Kyrm found himself mostly forgetting about the mouse, and he would have forgotten entirely, if not for the fact that he felt the creature’s entire body pinned underneath his paw, a small ball of soft fur covered in fabric. Rhythmically, he started to scrape the mouse across the carpet.

Li’s vision was completely dominated by a plush expanse of bat paw, an unyielding weight that left him pinned to the carpet. The bat held him down by the ball of his paw, the rest arched up behind him while his bare leg shook restlessly. On occasion, the two toes on either side of his head would scrunch together, the unconscious movement putting added pressure on the trapped rodent, his face buried into the flesh between both toes.

Of course, given the mouse’s predilection for paws, he was blushing furiously from his position, trying to stay stock still in the midst of abuse he had only ever fantasized about in private. Just keep yourself composed, he thought to himself, the words becoming a mantra as the paw descended once more in its entirety, dragging him against the carpet while his head remained wedged directly between both titanic toes.

Biting his lower lip, Li fought the mounting arousal he faced. His heart pounded with each subtle movement. Even the flexing of a toe was enough to stir his unwilling enjoyment of the situation. Then, the bat’s paw rose, this time without the miniature mouse trapped between its toes. His body felt compressed, his muscles almost lax, as if the paw had left him in the helpless aftermath of some loosening, full-body massage. He could only look up in awe at the bat’s soft sole.

Then, Kyrm’s other paw ambushed Li, descending down on him. Li’s eyes widened as everything went dark, completely blanketed in plush bat paw. He was given merciful moments of breath as the sole slid across him. Soft, pliant skin teased Li, and if he didn’t know the bat so well, he would have suspected he was doing this on purpose, but far above, he could hear Kyrm muttering obscenities to himself as he undoubtedly lost another game.

He was nothing more than a stress ball being rolled beneath the bat’s paw, pushing against its soft, padded flesh, which yielded to his touch while oppressing him with an unyielding amount of pressure. Li’s gasps began to take on a new sound: that of a feeble, aroused moan, one he couldn’t stop himself from releasing during those brief moments of freedom from the powerful paw, which now relentlessly pummeled his fully developed erection against his own body.

Another loss. Kyrm cursed to himself – it wasn’t his fault, it was his stupid teammates! Yeah, he reasoned, that had to be it. Quickly exiting the game, Kyrm removed his headphones before reclining in his chair. He wondered how he could be so terrible at something he wasted such unreasonable amounts of time on.

As he began to pay less attention to the game and more on his surroundings, he remembered his tiny captive. Grimacing, he realized there was something he could blame for this string of losses, and it certainly wasn’t his team.

From outside his world of abusive, oversized bat paw, Li heard a grunt of frustration. The pressure pinning him to the ground mercifully yielded, though part of him, the part that throbbed achingly between his legs, wished it hadn’t. Kyrm’s paw slid along Li’s miniature form, returning to its original state of rest with two toes flanking his face. He took this chance to gasp for much-needed air, but soon found himself being pinched, his face held between both toes as he was pulled upward. Li’s body hung uselessly while his head was held in a vise grip by two toes, Kyrm’s foot raising Li upward until the bat’s leg was crossed over his thigh. Kyrm stared intently at the miniature mouse hugged between his toes.

“You know, I lost those last few games because of you…” he said. “It was distracting, having to keep you down there.”

Li said nothing – he couldn’t say anything. He was just grateful that his hardon was well hidden from Kyrm’s line of sight.

“I mean, I’m small and all, so I keep to myself,” the bat continued, finally snatching the mouse up into his hand. “The world is so big, and people like us are just so…vulnerable.”

Even though he knew it to be true, Li found it a little strange to think of Kyrm as “vulnerable” given his current position.

“It’s easier to just stay out of people’s way, you know?” He shrugged a little. “Besides, who knows what people might do when given complete power over another living thing?”

Li’s heart sank as he was raised directly above Kyrm, who looked up at him.

“And I did tell you – some bats eat mice.”

Li’s heart thundered. Kyrm wouldn’t eat someone, would he? That was completely insane. The bat’s grip shifted so that Li was dangling by the back of his shirt, hung just above the now open maw that waited just below him. Kyrm watched Li’s struggles as he slowly lowered him downwards, and…

He paused.

“Wait.” Kyrm said.

“Kyrm!” Li shrieked, realizing this might be his only chance. He prayed his friend had finally realized the truth, that he knew who he was about to eat. “Kyrm! It’s me, it’s –”

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

Li froze, his entire body going limp as he hung there. Kyrm hadn’t stopped out of recognition, he’d stopped because he saw the small tent that had formed in the mouse’s pants.

“You’re one of those micros,” the bat said, his new expression completely unreadable.

There was an awkward silence between the two, and before Li could take the opportunity to work his way through the awkwardness and try to use his squeaky voice to communicate with Kyrm, he found himself unceremoniously tossed into the bat’s maw.

Wriggling about within the wet cavern, he could only turn back to the exit, which quickly sealed shut.

The only consolation Li had from the confines of his saliva-soaked jail cell of teeth and sloshing tongue was the fact that he hadn’t been swallowed outright. Though the air was tinged with the subtle scent of saliva and bat breath, he had no choice but to gulp down whatever air he could, as Kyrm’s tongue relentlessly jostled him about.

One moment he would be pressed into a cushy wall of inner cheek, then deftly licked from head to shoulder by the tip of Kyrm’s tongue, a not-so-sensual massage that left him sputtering out the bat’s spit. And all Li could do was take it. Any sudden movement might set Kyrm off, and the last thing Li wanted to do was provoke a reaction from the person for whom a single gulp meant Li’s end.

And it all wouldn’t have been so agonizingly embarrassing if Kyrm hadn’t seen him get hard from the start. Even now, this new experience of being tossed about and soaked in spit, some part of him couldn’t help but enjoy it, his emotions dancing between fear and arousal whenever his surroundings resolved into the alien landscape of wet flesh and jagged teeth that was Kyrm’s drooling maw.

Kyrm’s tongue overtook Li, pinning him to the mouth’s roof. He shuddered as Kyrm occasionally sucked on his body as if it were nothing but a small morsel; it was an indescribable feeling: Kyrm’s tongue held him safely in place while the rest of his mouth tried to force the resized rodent’s body tumbling down into that endless bat gullet.

He tried calling out, but he only managed to emit a few pitiful, aroused squeaks.

Li couldn’t help it, it all felt so good: that mass of wet warmth constantly overpowering him, grinding against his body without even trying, pressing up against his crotch, aggressively rubbing it from behind a thin veneer of fabric. He tried everything he could to resist, but each passing moment made it harder and harder. If this didn’t stop soon…

Kyrm was embarrassed. A little mortified, even. He paced the room, hands behind his back as he contemplated what, exactly, he was supposed to do next. He swished the small mouse around in his mouth, keeping him preoccupied by harassing him with his tongue and sucking on him from time to time.

Even doing this, Kyrm felt unbelievably flustered. Couldn’t you have just put him under a cup or something? That’s what a normal person would do. But he hadn’t done that, and now he had a mouse with an erection getting tossed around in his mouth. Not that he could blame the little guy for enjoying this –it seemed he and the mouse had a shared interest, one for people larger than themselves.

In a strange way, he was giving the mouse what he himself would have wanted.

Still sloshing the mouse about, Kyrm came to a resolution.

Li found himself spat out rather unceremoniously, taken from the edge of climax and sent tumbling into an open bat palm.

As Li lay there, struggling for the air that, between suffocating paws and ensnaring maws, he now seemed to be constantly denied, it appeared that Kyrm was content to watch him. This gave Li a moment to take in his surroundings, and that’s when the downsized mouse discovered that they had changed rooms. Between the collectible figurines from old cartoons to the cluttered piles of books, all unevenly organized around a single bed, it became clear that the bat had made his way to the bedroom.

A bedroom without a roaring fan, Li realized.

As Kyrm opened his mouth to speak, Li took his chance. “Kyrm!” he called up, practically screaming the words. Kyrm had heard him, it seemed, because he closed his mouth. “Kyrm, it’s me…” To his relief, he realized the bat was listening.

“What?” Kyrm asked. “Who?”

“It’s…” He panted. “It’s Li…”

The bat’s eyes narrowed as he looked at the small mouse in his outstretched palm. “Li,” he said, as if sounding the short name out. Then, his ears folded back, and his eyes widened a little. “Li? As in… Wait. What happened to you? I thought you were… Oh, god.” Li could see embarrassment working its way across the bat’s face.

“Yeah, I, uh…” He tapped the device on his wrist, one that thankfully seemed more than durable enough for this kind of rough handling. “I actually came to visit you!” he squeaked up, a little more confident, but still just as shaky from the ride. “But something went wrong with my rental resizer, and, well…” He made a weak gesture toward himself.

“And I…” Kyrm looked away, running his other hand through his hair. “Um…” But then, Kyrm paused, eyes narrowing a little. Li wasn’t sure he liked the small smile now playing across the bat’s face. “But you…” Li threw his hands up as two fingers descended down upon him, jostling his soggy clothes and prodding his body.

Kyrm let out a small chuckle. “You’re still enjoying this?”

“That’s… That wasn’t my fault!” Li tried to stammer out an explanation, but he could only look on at the bat’s smug expression.

“I knew you were a bit of a weirdo, Li, but I didn’t think you’d go this far to get your rocks off.” Kyrm sounded like he was enjoying himself now. “Here,” he said, an intrusive hand running across Li’s little body, “Let me just…” Li started, surprised to feel a claw snagging the back of his shirt collar.

He felt his wet shirt being pulled upward, exposing his slender body to the bat, who seemed to look it over appreciatively. Then, without warning, a claw gently slipped its way into the side of his pants.

“Um, Kyrm?” Li asked.

Kyrm shushed the mouse, tugging at the pants. “Look, I’m just paying you back – you know, for the misunderstanding.” Li was just grateful he had worn shorts with drawstrings that day, as they were tugged right off, underwear and all, leaving his almost painful erection exposed to the bat, whose eyes were focused on it.

A single finger descended to prod at his hardened member. Li raised his hands to resist, but they were effortlessly pushed aside. He could only squirm as the finger teasingly stroked his crotch.

“But that’s not what you enjoyed, right?” Kyrm asked, and Li soon found the bat tipping his hand, sending Li tumbling over the palm’s edge. He fell far, but he was surprised to find that his descent was made painless by the cushioned carpet.

As he rolled himself onto his back, he heard springs creaking, and soon saw that Kyrm had taken a seat on his bed. He looked up at the bat, and his eyes widened as he saw that Kyrm’s paw now cast a shadow overhead, only a few feet above.

He was like a deer in headlights, staring up at the soft sole and its scrunching toes.

“Tell me you don’t want this, and we’ll get you cleaned up before trying to get you back to normal size,” Kyrm said simply.

There was his out. All Li had to do was say he didn’t want it, to say that they should put an end to this strange encounter once and for all.

Of course, he couldn’t say it, because it wasn’t true, and there was only one cure for the quivering need that desperately throbbed between his legs. He opened his mouth, and no sound came out.

“You’re welcome,” Kyrm said, before Li’s vision was eclipsed in cushy sole.

Without clothes, it felt even better than before. The bat’s sole was dragged across his body, teasing his raging erection in all of the right places. Each subtle contour had its own distinct sensation, sending a delightfully arousing series of jolts through the diminished mouse. Li let his tongue out, anything to expedite the process. His eyes were almost unfocused as he allowed himself to lick the bottom of the bat’s paw, all the while ineffectually putting his effort into thrusting his hips upward, against the weight and friction, feeling his pre slicking whatever surface it grazed.

Then, the paw lifted, arched to his side. Li looked, and he saw that to his left, another paw rested in a similar position.

“Was that your tongue?” Kyrm asked, eyebrow raised. But he didn’t seem to care about the answer. “Put more effort in – I could barely feel it.”

Kyrm pressed his paws into one another, sandwiching Li directly between them. He was kneaded in all directions, his tongue lolling out as he was dragged across both paws, savoring the sudden shift from being faced with one sole then the next. He was so close, so painfully close, his thrusts were reaching a crescendo.

Then, as if Kyrm knew exactly what would put him over the edge, both paws inched the little mouse upward, toward those elongated bat toes. His head was pushed into their soft undersides, each toe seeming to vie for his attention. Li gave it to whichever one his eager tongue could reach, licking and kissing them as if he were caught in the middle of an orgy.

He couldn’t handle the friction, the pressure, the overpowering softness that surrounded him. As he made out with one of Kyrm’s toes, Li let out a shuddering grasp. Once, twice, three times, powerful spurts of cum splattered against the bottom of Kyrm’s foot.

“Oh,” Kyrm said. “Done already?” It seemed even at his diminished size, Li’s hot load was enough to catch the bat’s attention.

Both paws parted around Li, and he was sent sprawling to the floor: a saliva-drenched, cum-soaked mess of a mouse, long hair flung in absolutely every direction. He could only stare up at the bat as he tried to recover from the most intense orgasm of his life.

“You really enjoyed yourself down there, didn’t you?” Then, Kyrm rose his paw once more, gently lowering it atop Li. There was almost no weight to it, as if the bat intended on just letting the micro mouse enjoy the paw’s presence while two toes surrounded him. “Don’t worry – you can take all the time you need.” Still a little delirious from the entire affair, Li snuck in a small lick at the spot between the toes, wriggling a bit as he relished in his imprisonment.

He wasn’t quite sure how he felt about what had just transpired. He was sure he would give the smug bat an earful when he had gotten his head straight, but right now, in the lust-fueled afterglow, all he could think about was how unbelievably soft the paw that now enveloped him truly was.

Li closed his eyes, nestling underneath the firm yet soft weight of his bat friend, deciding he could worry about returning to his normal size, and getting back at Kyrm, later.