Chapter #53Morioh-Cho's Smallest Stand User... by: Unknown (A few weeks ago...)
"Ugh... another day, another....fuck this." You muttered in frustration as you tossed your car keys onto your bed. You've just gotten off of another shit day at your dead-end job, and the 3000 Yen a week paychecks just weren't worth it anymore. You could barely pay for your apartment, and having to survive on the cheapest brand of instant ramen day after day was getting harder, especially as your landlord raised your rent again and again, like the greedy bitch she was. Your life fucking sucked. And it didn't look like it was getting any better...
You flopped down on your couch and turned on your TV, only to be met with static. "Oh come on! I can't even watch cable?! Fucking hell..."
You got up to try ant fix the damn box, before sparks started flying out of it!! You fell back in shock and confusion, before all of the lights and appliances started going apeshit, like some sort of bizarre power surge was going on! As you looked around, confused, you didn't see the arrowhead sticking out of your TV, before the device turned on and began rapidly changing channels, getting your attention just in time to see the arrow pierce your chest, nailing you right in the lungs!
"*COUGH* T-The fuck....?!" You managed to say between bloody coughs. Your vision was blurry as blood started to fill your lungs. A strange figure was slowly materializing from the sparks coming out of your TV, it was shaped like some strange, small humanoid dinosaur bird... it kind of looked like a space alien from an old Shonen Manga you read in high school...
"Gyahahaha! Whoops! I meant to hit your shoulder, but I guess you're just too easy to kill!" The strange creature taunted as it hovered closer, reaching for the arrow.
"F-Fuck you...." You spat out viciously as the weird thing reached for the arrow in your chest.
"Hey, don't blame me buddy. The weak die, and the.... Wait, you can see me?!" The thing exclaimed in confusion, before another, weird figure crawled up on your chest. It was a small, western-style dragon, with tiny wings and a pot belly. It's eyes were closed, and it lazily sat down on your chest, before opening it's mouth and spraying you with an odd purple mist....
When your eyes opened, the wound on your chest was gone! And the arrow was lying next to you.... but massive! In fact, everything in your apartment was huge! Including the weird Dino-Bird and dumpy Dragon.
"Huh. So it seems like you did get a Stand after all." The Giant thing muttered as it picked the arrow back up.
"T-The fuck's going on?!" You yell at him, as the weird dragon started wandering around your apartment aimlessly, attempting to eat the trash on the floor.
"Listen up runt! I'm Red Hot Chili Pepper, The Stand of the greatest Rock Star in Japan!" The creature boasted arrogantly, much to your annoyance. "Stands are the physical form of our Souls, and yours is... kinda dumb."
RHCP Pointed to your Stand in the corner, with a discarded cup of ramen on its snout, struggling to get it off. "Great. Something cool finally happens to me, and all I get is a dumb fucking lizard."
"Hey, your Stand might be brain-dead, but it's got a nifty power if you ask me." Chili Pepper said. "In fact, I can think of a great job for you..."
(In the present...)
"Damn you Chili Pepper! You did all that boasting and then lost!?" You muttered as you bit down on a stray crumb you'd managed to snatch from under the Higashikata's dining room table. RHCP had tasked you with spying on Josuke Higashikata for him, but only a day after he transported you to the teens house, he got his fucking ass kicked by him! And since your own Stand, which you've named Little Dragon, had a mind of it's own, you couldn't unshrink yourself!
The stupid lizard had a huge ass range, so it spent most of it's time lazily flying around the Higashikata's house chasing birds or just lounging around asleep. So you were stuck in the house of a teenager with a waaay stronger Stand than you, at 3 inches tall, all while your only salvation was dicking around and acting like you didn't exist! So you've been camping out inside their couch, using stray trash and lost items to set up a small encampment in-between the springs. It wasn't an amazing set up, but you were safe for the most part...
"Josuke! You're going to be late for school if you don't hurry up!" You heard Tomoko Higashikata yell from the kitchen. She was easily the only good part of this predicament, as the single mother was an absolute bombshell! Easily one of the most attractive women in Morioh, Granted, you couldn't exactly do anything about that, as it would be suicide to try and make a move on her when she could easily mistake you for a bug...
"I'm coming alright, sheesh... I was just having trouble with my hair..." You heard the teen say, before he walked out the door. You heard the loud voice of his friend, Okuyasu greet him before Tomoko sent him off, then walked into the living room.
"Ugh, I know why he wears it like that, but I wish he wasn't so obsessed with it..." The milf said as she sat down on her couch, making your encampment shake as her nice rear rests above you. For a brief moment, you fantasized about being directly underneath her instead of having a cushion and wood separate the two of you... but you quickly brushed that nearly suicidal though aside as you grabbed onto the string you'd been using to get down onto the floor.
With Tomoko distracted by her TV, you could go to the kitchen and scavenge some food without the worry of being caught or crushed! You clambered down your string, and looked out to see the milf's socked feet tapping as she flipped through the channels, looking for something to watch. You were again tempted to try and take advantage of her being unaware of your presence, but you really need to prioritize your survival over your urges...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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