[EARLY ACCESS] SHRINK IMPACT | GENSHIN IMPACT - Chapter 7

The warmth radiating from Mona’s body intensified as you made your way closer to her most intimate place. From your perspective it was like looking into some sort of fleshy cave. If things went awry, of course, you could end up trapped in there. Suffocating, maybe drowning in her arousal.

Not the worst way to go, but dying wasn’t on your agenda. And luckly, Mona seemed like someone you could trust not to do such a thing. She wasn’t like Lisa. Thankfully.

Her breathing was a bit shaky. You glanced upward, catching the sight of her flushed cheeks and parted lips. Mona’s violet eyes followed your every move. Her hands gripped the edges of the chair tightly, her knuckles pale as she tried to steady herself.

She worried slightly too. She didn’t want you to get hurt. She just needed to make sure she didn’t get too excited and forget you weren’t just a toy, or her fingers, but an actual living, breathing being. 

The folds of her pussy loomed ahead, glistening faintly in the soft light of the room. The sight was overwhelming—the soft, plush lips of her entrance stretched out before you like a living, breathing, slightly throbbing and reddened cavern, their gentle curves and delicate texture looking almost like cozy blankets you wanted to fall into. The glimmer of moisture on her skin caught the light, accentuating every subtle contour and curve.

You approached carefully, placing your hands against the soft, slippery surface of her outer folds. The texture was smooth yet pliable, warm beneath your touch, and every small motion you made elicited a subtle reaction from her. A faint gasp escaped Mona’s lips as she shifted slightly, her thighs pressing together instinctively before parting again. The movement sent a faint tremor through her body, the sheer scale of her reactions making your own efforts feel both powerful and delicate.

Your goal was clear—the small, sensitive nub that you knew would bring her the most pleasure. But as you pressed forward, climbing the gentle curve of her folds, you realized that her body’s sheer scale made it a daunting task. Her clit, nestled at the top of her folds, seemed impossibly distant, the heat and moisture surrounding you making the climb even more challenging.

Not to mention, it was already kind of sticky. Not in a gross way so much as just a little tricky to avoid getting glued by. You had to shake your hands off a few times to save being plastered flat against her crotch.

Mona’s breathing grew heavier as she watched your progress, her voice trembling as she murmured, “You’re… really trying, aren’t you?” Her hands, still gripping the chair, trembled slightly as she glanced down at you, her gaze filled with a mix of tenderness and concern. “I… I can help.”

Her fingers moved slowly, deliberately, as if she were afraid of disrupting you. One hand, elegant and trembling, descended toward you, her violet eyes tracking your movements with care. Her fingertip, soft and warm, came to rest just beneath you, creating a steady platform that lifted you upward. 

It hooked under your crotch, whether she realized it was pressing right there or not, and you flinched, flushing. 

She tilted her finger slightly, guiding you closer to her clit. The small, sensitive nub came into view, its flushed surface glistening faintly as it responded to her body’s arousal. From your perspective, it loomed like a rounded peak, its texture slightly rougher than the surrounding skin. Mona’s breath hitched audibly as your hands brushed against it, the motion sending a jolt through her body that made her thighs tremble.

“There…” she whispered, her voice barely audible, filled with a mix of awe and anticipation. “Right there…”

Encouraged by her reaction, you leaned in further, letting your hands and lips work together to stimulate her sensitive nub. The texture was firm yet yielding, warm beneath your touch as you began to explore it. Mona’s reaction was immediate—her chest heaved as a soft, trembling moan escaped her lips, her body quivering beneath you.

Her thighs pressed together slightly, the motion creating a subtle shift in the space around you, but her hand remained steady, her fingertip supporting you as you worked. “That’s… incredible,” she murmured, her voice shaking as her head tilted back, her loosened hair cascading over the chair. “I can feel… everything.”

Each motion you made, every small press of your hands or brush of your lips, elicited a reaction from her. Her breathing grew faster, her moans soft but filled with an intensity that made the air around you feel electric. Her other hand moved to her chest, brushing lightly against her flushed skin as she tried to steady herself, her body trembling with every wave of sensation.

She toyed with her own nipple in circular patterns, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. 

“You’re amazing,” she whispered, her voice cracking with emotion. Her violet eyes fluttered open briefly, glancing down at you with a mix of affection and disbelief. “I didn’t think… I didn’t know it could feel like this…”

Honestly she didn’t think she could feel anything when you were that tiny. Color her surprised when she realized you felt better than any toy or fingers could. 

Her words spurred you on, your movements becoming more deliberate as you worked to bring her pleasure. 

You pressed yourself more firmly against Mona’s clit, your hands working tirelessly as you kissed and licked the sensitive nub. Its texture, slightly rough yet yielding, responded eagerly to your every touch. Mona’s breathing grew faster, her chest heaving with each tremulous gasp. Her moans filled the room, soft and melodic.

Her thighs trembled around you, the subtle shifts creating a living, moving landscape of warmth and softness. You could feel the moisture on her skin increasing, a faint, slick sheen forming beneath your feet as her body reacted instinctively to your efforts. The rich, intoxicating scent of her arousal filled the air, mingling with the lavender notes that clung to her, creating a heady atmosphere that surrounded you completely.

“You’re…so amazing,” Mona whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. “I don’t even… oh…”

Her words spurred you on, your hands and mouth moving in tandem as you worked harder to bring her pleasure. The soft, glistening surface of her skin shifted beneath you. But as you pressed further, her body’s reactions became more pronounced—the rhythmic trembling of her thighs, the subtle bucking of her hips, and the increasing slickness of her folds all combined to make your position precarious.

Your hands slipped suddenly, the slick moisture making it impossible to maintain your grip. Before you could catch yourself, your feet slid out from under you, slipping against her folds, and you tumbled downward, the warm, wet surface giving way beneath you. Mona let out a sharp gasp, her body jolting slightly as she felt your sudden fall.

“Wait!” she exclaimed, her voice snapping out of its aroused haze as she quickly brought her hand down between her legs, gently catching you before you could fall too far. She cupped you in her trembling hands, bringing you closer to her face as her violet eyes widened in alarm.

“Are you okay?” she asked, her voice soft but filled with concern. Her cheeks were still flushed, her breathing still unsteady, but her focus was entirely on you now. Her fingers brushed lightly against you, her touch warm and careful as she checked for any sign of injury. Her warm breath dusted your sticky skin. She could smell her own arousal on you. 

You looked up at her, your own breath coming in short, uneven gasps, and managed a small laugh. “I’m fine,” you said, waving a hand dismissively. “I just… got a little carried away. It got a little slippery down there…”

Which was the aim, really.

Mona blinked, her lips parting in surprise before a small, both embarrassed and nervous laugh escaped her. Her shoulders relaxed slightly as she brought you even closer, her eyes softening as she gazed at you. “You scared me,” she admitted, her voice trembling with residual emotion. “I thought—” She cut herself off, shaking her head with a faint smile. “Never mind. I’m just glad you’re okay.”

Her hands cradled you gently, her thumbs brushing lightly against your sides as she let out another soft laugh, more relaxed now. “You really give it your all, don’t you?” she teased, her voice regaining some of its usual confidence. “Even when you’re…completely outmatched in size.”

You couldn’t help but laugh along with her, the tension of the moment melting away as her playful tone brought a sense of normalcy back. “Well, I wanted to make sure I was doing a good job,” you replied, grinning up at her. “Maybe a little too good, considering I slipped.”

Mona shook her head, her long hair swaying slightly as she smiled warmly at you. “You’re amazing,” she said softly, her voice filled with sincerity. “And… I’ve never felt anything like that before.”

She gazed at you lovingly.
“It was…incredible.”