Messing With Dem

“Come here and look at my Special Eyes, and give me a Smooch,” Theo said, puckering his lips up sumptuously. Alkali and Buizilla looked at each other, before turning back to the black cat.

“Leave,” Al deadpanned.

“No. No,” Buizilla agreed.

Theo laughed alone, laughed at his own joke. “Oh come on, that was funny!”

“It’s not as funny when you shitpost out loud,” Buizilla said, crossing his arms. “He needs to be punished. Yeah?”

“Definitely,” the kangaroo said. This didn’t come as much of a surprise to Theo anymore; his punishments were frequent and harsh. What did come as a surprise was the shrink ray. Alkali drew it so quickly the feline wasn’t even sure where it came from. And with no prior warning to prepare himself, Theo had no chance to get out of the way either.

With a flash of bright blue light the world expanded all around him. The ground came up at the feline at breakneck speed, shrinking him down to the point he could see the cracks and grain of the wood. He’d kept his clothing so that was one positive. But Theo knew this was far from the end of his punishment. The only thing he didn’t know is what the two giants looming above would do. Shadows eclipsed the lights in the ceiling, so that all Theo could see was the two grinning faces of Al and Bui.

“He wants a smooch. We should give that to him,” Al suggested. Both giants took a seat at the same time. At most normal times even that would’ve knocked the small feline off his feet, but now at his shrunken size it positively rattled him to the core. Theo found himself trapped between the two of them and… well, based on the way they licked their lips, this wasn’t going to go well for him. He felt the blood rush to his cheeks and his face turned bright red.

“A smooch here, a slorp there? Sounds good,” Buizilla agreed. Alkali spread his legs out on either side of the shrunken kitten. Only now could he properly take in just how small he’d been made. He couldn’t have been any taller than either of their paws, so each of the kangaroo’s legs looked like insurmountable mountains. And now that he was boxed in on his left and right that only left forward and back.

Forward was blocked by Alkali crotch. Back was blocked by Buizilla, laying out on the floor and scooting his face forward slowly, teasingly.

“G-Guys? UHH,” he yelled, torn between running toward Alkali or toward Bui. Either way meant certain doom. But staying in place wasn’t an option either.

And both giants simply grinned at him. “He’s so cute when he blushes,” the roo thought aloud. “You look hungry Bui. Go for it.”