“I’m going to find something, I know it! There has to be a reason why Lady Rhea trusts him so much. I mean, sure, he’s good with a sword, but…” Shamir zoned out as Catherine began, focusing on the uncomfortable feeling below her.
As Shamir shifts herself to attempt to rid herself of the feeling beneath her, she feels the figure beneath her move to avoid the pressure. Fearing it might be a bug, she waited for Catherine to investigate one of Byleth’s drawers, before she shifted her rear to inspect the intrusion. She spotted the tiny figure of Byleth, and once she confirmed he wasn’t a bug, brought the professor close to her face to inspect. He stared at her giant face as he felt her eyes sizing up his tiny body.
“That’s a good look for you…” Shamir smirked at Byleth, as he dangled in her hand.
“What?” Catherine said, bent over as she turned to look towards Shamir. Byleth noticed Catherine as she turned away from investigating his drawers to look at Shamir.
Realising that Catherine had heard what she said while bent over looking in one of Byleth’s drawers, she decided to hide the tiny Byleth from Catherine, thinking of the fun she could have if Catherine was unaware of the professor.
Byleth was ready for Catherine to spot him in Shamir’s grasp, thinking about what they might do with him, he suddenly found himself descending rapidly. He tried to slow his drop as he pushed his hands into the walls, but his hands sunk into the soft and warm walls as he slowly sunk down and was soon surrounded and held in place by two soft and squishy walls.
With her secret now hidden, Shamir looked back at Catherine, who was standing and blushing at Shamir’s comment.
“W-what?.. Don’t be ridiculous.” Catherine snapped as she blushed “You’re worse than the guys.”
“You mean they look through other people’s things as well?” Shamir rebutted
“…Fair point... Fine, we’ll continue looking for Byleth elsewhere. You have any idea where he might be?” Catherine asked
From his cozy hiding spot, he thought about trying to alert Catherine to his presence, but was curious about Shamir’s plans and interest in him, deciding to let Shamir keep him a secret for the time being.
“I might be able to think of a few places” She smirked
Not only am I in Shamir’s ample bust, but she wants to play games, hiding me from Catherine? I better not ruin this, who knows where this could go…
“Well, let’s starting looking then.” Catherine announced, heading for the door, “Where to first?”
“Let’s try the training grounds” Shamir suggested
“Good idea! We can at least get a workout in if he’s not there.” Catherine agreed
-
After a session that passed quickly, for everyone but Byleth, Shamir practiced her archery and sparred with Catherine. While sparring, Byleth felt Shamir jump around a lot, bouncing the walls around him, and could have sworn she narrowed her hands more to squeeze him tight. During archery, Byleth looked up from his soft prison cell, as Shamir slowly knocked each arrow, pushing her slightly sweaty breasts together as she grinned at her tiny captive. As Byleth could taste the sweat sliding down her breasts as he was pinned, he looked up to see her grinning at him.
“Having fun?” Shamir laughed at Byleth
“Well, it could be worse…” Byleth joked as he wiped Shamir’s sweat from his face.
“Okay, that was a decent workout!” Catherine said, wiping her forehead with a towel, “But something seemed off with you, you were really jumpy today, something on your mind?”
“Just the professor.” Shamir said, glancing down at Byleth
“Oh? You have a thing for the professor?” Catherine teased
“I don't know, he can be a little cute though.” Shamir said
“So you think he’s going to give you the whetstone?” Catherine suggested, “You decided what you want if he does?”
What she wants? Did they bet on that?
“It’ll be better to reveal it when the time comes. I think he’ll really want to give it to me…” Shamir said, smirking at Byleth, “We should take a bath, don’t you think?”
Well... I'm glad I hadn't decided yet... Something's telling me to pick Shamir...
The normally stoic Byleth could help but blush as she revealed her next idea. He had noticed Shamir and Catherine’s athletic bodies, and had considered asking them to tea a few times, but never thought about what they look like naked until now.
“Sure thing, it’ll feel way better after training.” Catherine smiled
-
Byleth felt less pressure as he watched Shamir discard her bra to the floor, climbing to the top of her breasts as he could see the rest of her clothes on the floor. As she took her first step, he felt the giant platforms jiggled as he fell to his knees to maintain balance, eliciting a laugh from the giant busty sniper. As he found his balance, he looked up at his giant carriers face, before following her gaze to a giant naked Catherine standing opposite her. He admired her incredibly toned body, with her smaller but still generous breasts, and firm butt. He blushed at she didn’t notice him, admiring her ability to not be fixated on Shamir’s incredible bust.
As Shamir entered the bath, she smirked at Byleth, as he held onto Shamir’s breast to avoid falling in the warm water, looking up at her enjoying his attempt. She grinned as she suddenly submerged herself and her passenger, then came back up, laughing at the wet professor slip as he tried to find a foothold on her slippery skin. She then broke off a small piece of soap and placed it in front of Byleth. He looked at the soap as he picked it up, and didn’t need to be told what to do as he rubbed it gently on the surface of her breast. Performing the task elicited moans from the giant, and as he finished his task, he looked up at the giantess she said to him, “What about the other one?”
He looked across the chasm at the other huge breast and prepared himself for the jump. He dashed on her breast, and with a sufficient run up leapt across the chasm. His chest landed, indenting him in the breast slightly, before he rebounded and found himself slipping off the front of her chest. He reached for something to hold on to, and felt his hands find more purchase on an large nipple. He held on for his life, as he looked out from the giant mountain to see Catherine’s giant beautiful face, staring at Shamir.
“Uh… Shamir… What are you doing?” She blushed.
“Have a look.” Shamir grinned
Byleth watched Catherine stare at him as she moved a lot closer, the beautiful giant blonde’s shocked. Byleth could feel Catherine’s breath on him, as he continued to hold onto Shamir’s nipple.
“Byleth… I was wondering where you were hiding. Y-you’re on her boob, and… tiny.” Catherine said, staring at him intently.
“I am.” Byleth said
“Oh, you want a turn with him?” Shamir said
Byleth saw Catherine’s face turn into a grin, as she smiled and got closer, “So, this was your plan, huh?”
“Well then…”
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