OK, so let's find out what would happen if Shinobu shrank to only 10cm tall!

This chapter's rated MA - so if you don't like smut, you'd better skip this one. Not all chapters will be MA - I will say at the start of the chapter if it is, so if anyone doesn't like MA, they know not to read that one. I know I said at the end of the Prologue that I wouldn't add MA chapters on here, but since then yourff seems to be down and who knows if it'll come back :/ So I will take a risk and add my MA chapters here and hope nothing bad happens!

This may be slightly odd, but I hope you like it anyway. I guess a combination of tiny Shinobu + smut probably does = odd! :D

Lilliputian

Shinobu rolled over in his and Miyagi's bed and sluggishly opened his eyes. It was still pitch black in the room; why the hell was he waking up in the middle of the night?

He stretched and yawned, feeling hot and smothered. Raising a hand, he felt a thick duvet stretching over his body, even covering his face. How did he manage to roll so far under the covers like that?! He yawned again, suddenly feeling his lungs constrict as his brain registered the lack of air.

Shinobu threw his arm over his head, reaching out for the top of the bed to try and get a grip and pull himself out from under the covers. His grasping hand patted all around, but he couldn't find the edge anywhere. Huffing, he rolled over onto his knees and started to move up the bed.

Still he couldn't find the edge of the duvet or the end of the bed. He kept going.

And going.

And going.

What the hell was going on?! he wondered, his hair damp and sticky from the humidity under the heavy material, his lungs starting to scream for air.

Gasping and starting to panic, he called out for Miyagi.

Miyagi was sprawled across his side of the bed, still fast asleep. At first, he didn't hear Shinobu's calls; however, after a short while, an irritating, tinny sound penetrated his sleeping mind and he jerked half awake.

The sudden movement was too much for his relaxed, uncontrolled body, and suddenly Shinobu was assaulted by a loud grumble from Miyagi's rear. Seconds later, the boy had collapsed, hands pressed tightly across his mouth and nose, rubbing at his watering eyes, as he screeched even louder, forced to keep breathing even as his mouth was filled by foul-smelling, fetid air.

The increased high-pitched whine rang again in Miyagi's ear and he stirred more this time, blearily opening a single eye and flinging his left arm out in search of his lover beside him. He looked round in surprise when his arm landed on the cool, empty pillow.

"Shinobu?" he mumbled sleepily. A tiny screech answered him in reply.

Suddenly anxious that Shinobu was lying hurt somewhere in the apartment, Miyagi threw back the duvet and jumped out of bed. He was caught by surprise at the sudden coughing and sploofing emanating from the middle of the bed.

Looking round, he jumped backwards in shock and rubbed his tired eyes vigorously. Surely he must be dreaming? For there, in the middle of the bed, was Shinobu – and he was a mere ten centimetres tall!

His miniature lover was shakily getting to his feet, dragging in huge gulps of delicious, cool, fresh air. Shinobu looked around angrily, shouting,

"Miyagi! I can't believe you farted in our bed like tha-"

He stopped short as he caught sight of his dumbstruck older lover towering above him next to the bed. His mouth dropped open as he tilted his head further and further back until his eyes finally found Miyagi's face.

"Miyagi… What the hell are you doing all the way up there?" he asked.

A puff of air that Miyagi hadn't realised he'd been holding in burst out of his mouth as he replied,

"I'm not all the way up here, Shinobu-chin – you're all the way down there. How in god's name did you shrink like that?"

From the moment Miyagi had started speaking, Shinobu had clamped his hands over his ears, protecting them from his lover's booming voice. Despite that, he still heard every word clearly, and he looked up in confusion at Miyagi's assertion that he had got smaller. Glancing around him, Shinobu suddenly realised Miyagi was right – he had shrunk! Everything around him was huge. His eyes travelled the length of the bed, and he understood why he hadn't been able to find the end of the duvet or the edge of the bed. His pillow seemed to be miles away!

Not knowing what else to do, Miyagi sank back down on the edge of the bed. Slowly, he reached a hand out towards Shinobu. Hesitating for a moment, he then prodded the boy lightly on the chest.

"Ow!" Shinobu glared at Miyagi, swatting the enormous digit away.

A crooked smile formed on Miyagi's face and he held his hand out flat.

"Come here, Shu-chin."

Shinobu hesitated, a look of indecision on his face. Miyagi was absolutely huge; Shinobu was hardly much bigger than one of his fingers! What if Miyagi accidentally squeezed him too hard? Or worse – what if Miyagi didn't like the new Shinobu, or was scared by the events that had unfolded (as Shinobu himself certainly was) and decided to solve the situation by squashing Shinobu like a bug?!

Miyagi seemed to sense Shinobu's fear. He reached out and gently stroked the boy's hair reassuringly and said in a kind voice,

"Don't worry Shu – I won't hurt you, I promise."

Laying his hand out in front of Shinobu again, he smiled when the boy decided to trust him and laboriously clambered onto his palm. Miyagi slowly and carefully raised his hand, bringing it up to his chest. Shinobu's tiny hands gripped him tightly and the boy reminded his lover to only whisper quietly now that he was even closer to his deep, loud voice.

Shinobu trembled, feeling very vulnerable as he was lifted far off the soft, safe mattress. Miyagi's breath, normally so gentle against his skin, now buffeted against him and he felt a sudden fear that it would blow him clean away.

Miyagi smiled again and settled back on the bed, leaning against the wall. His tired eyes drank in the sight of his lover and he chuckled softly.

"Shinobu-chin, you're even cuter now you're so small! How in the world did this happen?!"

Shinobu's tiny shoulders started shaking and minuscule droplets of water splashed onto Miyagi's palm from the boy's weeping eyes. Miyagi frowned with concern.

"Oh, love, don't cry! We'll get it all sorted out, I promise. There has to be an explanation for this."

Shinobu suddenly screamed and jumped back as he whooshed through the air, seeing Miyagi's face zoom in before him, his mouth closing in on him.

"No! No, Miyagi, please! Don't eat me!" he squeaked.

"Eat you?!" Miyagi boomed in surprise. "Shu, I was just going to kiss you!"

Shinobu had flung himself backwards as Miyagi had raised him to his mouth, and now the force of Miyagi's voice bowled him over, sending him tumbling backwards over Miyagi's thumb. He landed on the man's slanting chest and rolled down, finally coming to rest in his lover's lap.

Spluttering, Shinobu rolled onto his knees and started to push himself up again, his hands splayed across soft flesh. A sudden shifting underneath him toppled him over again and he looked up in surprise as Miyagi started laughing quietly even as his cock twitched and started to harden from the stimulation of having a ten centimetre tall Shinobu writhing over it.

Shinobu stood in horror as he struggled to keep his balance while his lover's thick member sprang up beside him. It was at least as wide as he, and several centimetres taller! He tentatively reached out and prodded it, jumping back when it wobbled closer to him, and he fell once again onto his bottom. From his low vantage point, he leaned his head back and took in the full length of Miyagi's hardened manhood.

A wicked curiosity suddenly caused him to temporarily forget his bizarre problem and he pressed both hands to the base of Miyagi's cock. Rising to his feet, he dared to stick his tongue out and stroked Miyagi's member with his tiny hands and mouth.

Miyagi had wanted to burst out laughing at the adorable look of terror on Shinobu's face as his cock had swelled up beside him involuntarily, but had managed to hold it in for fear of damaging his boyfriend's tiny eardrums. Now, however, he sat frozen in surprise and pleasure as he watched Shinobu unsuccessfully try to wrap his arms all the way around his thick cock.

He trembled at the teasing feeling of Shinobu's tiny, wet tongue as it lapped the fat vein running up his length. He closed his eyes and groaned.

Shinobu himself was getting quite aroused. He pressed his full body against Miyagi's cock, rubbing his own throbbing dick against the older man's. The flesh in his hands was hot and the rhythmic pulse pumping along the thick vein pounded against him. He gasped, feeling overwhelmed with his lust for Miyagi, and closed his eyes.

Miyagi leaned his head back and moaned. He felt a small droplet of pre-cum trickle out of the tip of his cock, and, too late, he sat up with wide eyes only to see a sticky and sodden Shinobu gasping and glaring up at him.

"Ah…" he whispered sheepishly. "Uh, maybe this isn't a good idea, Shu – if a little drop can soak you like that, I don't think you should still be standing there at the end…"

Gently he scooped Shinobu up and brought him back up to his chest. Despite the glower decorating Shinobu's features, he was still incredibly hard and his hand itched to reach down between his legs and rub himself until the need passed.

His desire hadn't escaped Miyagi's notice and, grinning, he extended a single finger and started to gently rub Shinobu. The boy gasped as his loins fired up at the powerful yet careful sweep of Miyagi's finger against his sensitive skin. It was only moments until he was trembling and shaking with pleasure. A broad, pleased smile spread across Miyagi's face as a few small droplets of white moisture shot onto his forefinger.

Mindful of Shinobu's early anxiety when he had tried to kiss him, Miyagi instead kissed the tip of his finger and pressed it lightly to the boy's cheek. The exhausted boy blushed even deeper at this considerate gesture of affection.

Miyagi's own erection still throbbed, however; with Shinobu resting in his left hand, Miyagi reached down and gripped himself, moving his hand firmly up and down until he too moaned and released.

Shinobu looked up and smiled, blushing, as he watched his lover revel in his pleasure. Feeling bolder, he clambered off Miyagi's hand and stretched his arms across the older man's chest, pressing his face against the sticky skin.

Miyagi glanced down at him and gently laid a protective hand around his boy.

The machine spluttered and the picture on the screen faded out. Miyagi and Shinobu continued to sit in silence for a few minutes, until Shinobu finally turned to Miyagi and said,

"Well, of course, even in such strange circumstances we'd still manage to be together and stay a normal couple. No matter what happens, it's our destiny to be together!"

Miyagi quirked an eyebrow at him as he replied,

"You think that's normal?! And what does it say about you, that somehow, inexplicably, terrifyingly, you could shrink to smaller than the size of a baby and, instead of wondering how it happened or rushing to see medical advice, still all you can think about is getting your tiny hands on my sexy, naked body?"

Shinobu looked away, blushing crimson at Miyagi's accusation as he leered at him. Yet, as Shinobu coyly glanced back at him out of the corner of his eye, Miyagi couldn't help the uncharacteristic tinge of red pricking his own cheeks when his boyfriend noticed exactly in what way he too had been affected by the scene they had just witnessed.

Shinobu's jaw dropped open and an even deeper blush adorned his face as he took in the sight of the enormous bulge in Miyagi's trousers.

Oh, to hell with it, Miyagi thought, and he grabbed Shinobu's hand and yanked the boy off into their bedroom for a re-enactment.