Keitaro sighed in pure relief, the one who had gotten him was the purest out of all the girls he knew, Shinobu. The one girl who wouldn't hurt him, at least...he hoped so. Shinobu appeared exhausted, no doubt from trying to keep up with some of the wild partiers among the group like Su or Mitsune. She was eyeing the cup of fruit punch she had as if it was the holy grail itself.
With her attention so focused on it Keitaro felt certain Shinobu would spot him, he was about an inch or two tall in a cup of red liquid, it would be hard not to see him! Still, to be safe he waved his arms in the air, barely staying afloat with his legs alone.
For a moment Shinobu's kind eyes seemed to lock on to him, and for a moment Keitaro heard angels singing. At least...for a moment, because in the next instant Shinobu began lifting the cup closer to her face, specifically her mouth.
Keitaro's jaw dropped, swallowing some of the overly sweetened punch as he did so. Just like that his hopes were risen to their highest point and snuffed out with no effort on Shinobu's part. A perverted thought came to mind of being this small this close to her lips but Keitaro quickly shook it off, the prospect of death worked well for getting his mind out of the gutter.
"Stop! Shinobu I'm in here!" He plead to his giantess of a friend. With the blaring music, roaring crowds, and her own exhausted breathing Shinobu reacted as anyone would have. She didn't hear the faintest hint of Keitaro's pleas and continued bringing the beverage to her lips, which now made contact with the rim of the cup.
Gently she tilted the cup towards her mouth, slowly drinking the fruity delight. It was probably the slowest possible flow she could ever do and yet, to Keitaro it might as well have been a tsunami. Sure he attempted to outswim the current, to hang on to something or to just last long enough for Shinobu to finish but Keitaro was by no means an athelete and in his physical condition he had no possible chance of successfully escaping.
Furthering dampening the odds are the drink drizzled down her throat Shinobu kept tilting the cup further and further, increasing the flow until she got to the point she was nearly chugging it. At this point the cup was almost upside down and empty, in the last little trickle of liquid was Keitaro.
Now even gravity was against the shrunken pervert as he finally descended for Shinobu's mouth, his interesting life flashing before his eyes. Like one would expect he screamed bloody murder, after all he was falling into one of his best friends mouths.
It took only a second and Keitaro bounced against Shinobu's lower gums. Luck had been on his side as the wall of her gums and teeth prevented him from sliding down her throat like the rest of the drink.
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