iVortex - Chapter 3

Chapter 3 - 7%

Yumeko was tapping her foot impatiently when Cameron walked into the room. “What took so long?” she demanded.

Cameron set the boxes down and shook his hands to relieve the strain in his aching fingers. “I ran into Erina,” he said.

“I see,” Yumeko’s tone chilled a few degrees, “You’re not going to finish at this rate.” Tinkering with her phone she went on, “I know what you need. Follow me.” Yumeko turned and walked out of the room leaving Cameron baffled. He followed her out the door down the stairwell and out into the parking lot. 

A nearby car beeped, doors unlocked, and Cameron looked at Yumeko in confusion. “Are we going somewhere?” he asked.

“You’ll see,” she said and slid into the driver’s seat of her decked out mercedes. Should have known Erina’s friends would be rich too, he thought. The passenger seat was plush and Cameron sank in as the engine roared to life. Yumeko pealed out and and his knuckles whitened on the panic grips as the car sped away from campus.

Ten heart-pounding minutes of weaving through traffic later Yumeko pulled into a gated community and finally slowed the vehicle to a less gut-wrenching speed. “Don’t touch anything inside,” she said, parking the mercedes in the driveway of a large, luxurious home. A perfectly manicured lawn lead up to an white stone archway and a heavy oaken door. Yumeko unlocked door and pushed it shut behind Cameron after he hesitantly followed her in. “Umm, is this your house?” he said.

“It’s a rental,” Yumeko replied, tossing her keys on the counter and gesturing for Cameron to follow her. “Remember not to touch anything.”

“Okay, but what are we doing here?” Cameron asked, following the petite asian down a long hall. His phone vibrated and he pulled it out and saw a bar slowly filling. Something was installing an update? 

He was about to ignore it when the hallway tilted dramatically to the left. 

It was as if a giant had picked up the entire house and leaned it on its side. Yumeko continued walking down the hall, oblivious. Cameron moved to follow her when the world tilted again. He didn’t feel like he was falling but instinctively reached out and steadied himself on the hallway wall. The floor had become the wall, everything was completely out of alignment. The world shifted again and Cameron yelped. He was upside down, but he did not fall. Even his hair didn’t dangle like it should have, he was simply standing on the ceiling. 

Yumeko, who was also standing on the ceiling turned and raised an eyebrow. “Something wrong?”

“No.. I… Uh…” Cameron said, completely at a loss. How could he explain that suddenly physics and gravity had gone suddenly and dramatically haywire?

Yumeko’s eyes narrowed for a moment before she turned away and said, “Well hurry up, we don’t have all day.” She swayed away and that’s when Cameron realized that the world wasn’t the only thing that was haywire. Yumeko was bigger. Her hips were wider, her legs were longer- every part of her body had expanded. The world shifted again. Cameron now stood on the opposite wall, he was one rotation away from coming full circle- and Yumeko was even bigger. Cameron took a shaky step, feeling faint. The hallway tilted again and he was standing back on the ground. This time he actually watched Yumeko grow.

Her ass thickened, her chest deepened, her legs stretched longer, and beneath her tight shirt he saw the thin band of her bra thicken. Her entire wardrobe updated in dozens of subtle ways, becoming less frilly and more severe- almost businesslike. It wasn’t a dramatic change, and  Her size was another matter. Yumeko had grown from a dainty five foot nothing to a towering six foot plus amazon. Both changes were completely impossible and more importantly... What the fuck was going on? “What the fuck is going on?” Cameron said. His phone vibrated again.

Yumeko sighed dramatically. “I’m going to teach you how to behave around Erina,” she said.

“What?” Cameron said, completely confused. He pulled his phone out and saw the loading bar had completely filled. As he watched the screen flickered and the bar was replaced by the number seven, which seemed brighter than before.

“You asked me what is going on, crudely, I should add. We’ll have to work on that,” Yumeko said.

“No, not- I didn’t… I wasn’t talking about that. I’m talking about your clothes, the world flipping upside down, and you’re huge!” Cameron said quickly tripping over his words.

Yumeko stared at him in silence for a long moment. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Are you calling me fat?”

“What? No!” Cameron said emphatically. “You grew, you’re taller and bigger,” Cameron gestured, cupping his hands in front of his chest to imply breasts. 

“I don’t know if you’re trying to screw with me or just a pig. Maybe both. I guess I’ll find out soon enough,” Yumeko said darkly.

“You were barely over five feet tall a few minutes ago!” Cameron practically shouted.

Yumeko’s icy stare sent chills down his spine. “I’ve been six feet tall since junior year of high school.” Six feet tall did not sound right either, Cameron felt she was at least a few inches taller than that unless… Had he shrunk? “Whatever you’re playing at, it ends now,” Yumeko said and stepped forward. Cameron reflexively stepped back but three quick strides put Yumeko’s towering body over him. Her immaculately painted nails flashed before his eyes and snatched his collar. She began to haul him down the hall. 

What the hell? Cameron was on the verge of panic when he remembered the night before. The alien machine, that had to be it. What had he and Erina input? The knowledge was there- he simply he could not reach it. It was like trying to recall a famous person’s name where it’s right on the tip of the tongue but somehow slips away. Dwelling on it got him no closer to an answer and by the time he refocused on the situation at hand Yumeko had drug him down half a flight of stairs and into a darkly lit basement.

“You need to be trained,” Yumeko said.

Cameron was about to ask what she meant when he got a better look at the room. The wall was covered in all sorts of whips, chains, and other unfamiliar but menacing implements. One looked like a dildo strapped some sort of rubber mask. Uh oh, he thought just before Yumeko shoved him forward. Cameron stumbled and fell onto a thin, black rubber mat that appeared to cover the entire floor. “W… Wait!” he exclaimed

Yumeko scrutinized him for a moment before her hand reached out. Cameron was grateful for the hand up and reached out his hand to grab hers. At the last second Yumeko’s hand slipped past his and cracked across his face in a stinging slap. “First rule,” she said. “Do not speak unless spoken to.”     

Cameron’s mouth hung open in shock. Yumeko’s cold stare had evaporated in the inferno blazing in her eyes. Her change in size suddenly took on an intimidating aspect. The petite asian was completely transformed; her powerful amazonian frame was heavier and over a foot taller. There was no way he was going to overpower her, Cameron’s focus shifted to the stairs.

“Having second thoughts?” Yumeko asked.

“Second.. What?” Cameron said, baffled.

Yumeko’s smile was smug. “You wanted this. You want to get closer to Erina, right?”

“Yeah but-”

“The only way Leona and I will let you anywhere near Erina is if you know how to behave. So what’s it going to be?” Yumeko gave her ultimatum with complete confidence, hands resting on her wide hips. 

Cameron glared at her. “I’ve spent time with Erina before and I don’t remember asking your permission!”

Yumeko threw back her head and laughed. “So you’ve done everything with Erina you want to do?” She laughed again. “You must be even more pathetic than I thought!”  

“What are you talking about?” Cameron shouted over another bout of Yumeko’s cruel laughter.

Yumeko smiled. “You think Erina doesn’t tell us about your little get togethers? You haven’t so much as touched those divine lips of hers, have you?” 

“N- Not yet!” Cameron stammered.

“Please. How many months have you been doing her work? You’ll never get any further with her unless…” Yumeko shrugged, letting the implication speak for itself. “Anyway, if you want to run, run.” She stepped out of the way, offering Cameron a clear path to the stairs. Cheek still burning from her slap he seriously considered it. What kind of torment did she have planned? The torture chamber of a basement was enough to inspire all sorts of terrifying mental images; though none of them compared to Yumeko herself. Even while he sat deciding the fire in her eyes burned, her tongue wet her lips in anticipation. The cold, disinterested exterior she typically maintained melting to reveal something else entirely.

Her cheeks were flushed, lips parted slightly. Her nonchalant offer to let him go was betrayed by her heaving chest and the penetrating look in her eyes. She was a predator waiting for her prey to make the first move. Maybe I should just play along. Cameron swallowed the lump in his throat and said, “Okay, just…” He rubbed his cheek. “Go easy?”  

“Wimp,” Yumeko replied and when Cameron started to stand she placed her heeled foot on his chest. “Stay down.” The spiked heel was uncomfortable more than painful but Cameron stopped trying to get up. “Good boy,” Yumeko said warmly, the words resonating from deep within her newly enlarged frame. It was the first warmth he had ever heard in Yumeko’s voice. “Now,” she said, slowly exerting pressure on his chest to force his back against the black rubber mat. “Let’s start with the basics.” Cameron nodded uncertainly.

“You are a weak, pathetic little boy. Erina will never see you as anything more than a slave.”

Anger surged in Cameron’s throat but was quickly replaced by fear. Not fear of Yumeko, though there was certainly some of that too- fear that she was right. “I’ll win her over,” he said defiantly.

Yumeko snorted a laugh. “Losers don’t win.” She dropped to all fours, positioning her body over Cameron’s before pushing herself against him. Stunned, he was not sure how to react and so he froze. Yumeko’s breath was hot against his ear and for a long, tense moment Cameron was paralyzed. The size of her body more than covered him completely, and even with her hands and knees supporting her he could feel her weight anchoring him to the mat. “You are aiming too high, little man,” she whispered finally and her tongue darted out and ran the length of his cheek leaving a wide, wet trail. Cameron flinched simultaneously repulsed and aroused- Yumeko’s hard nipples stabbed into his chest. “You need a goal befitting your stature. A small one.” Cameron’s body with Yumeko’s laughter.

Another long moment passed while Cameron waited for Yumeko to continue. The heat of her body began to make him uncomfortably warm. “Like what?” he asked.

Yumeko arched her back, lifting her torso away from his and allowing Cameron a clear view of the plump cleavage welling from her button-up shirt. The top couple buttons were undone to reveal her tan, asian skin. The buttons directly around her tits strained, her pose and the size of her breasts forcing the shirt to pucker and gap. “Like being a good, little slave,” she said.

“I don’t want to be a slave.” Cameron replied, avoiding eye contact. 

“I think you do.”

“No wa-” Yumeko’s finger pressed over his lips, forestalling further protest. 

“Don’t you want to kiss Erina?” Before Cameron could answer Yumeko went on, “Maybe not her lips, but she might let you kiss…” She leaned forward and her breasts compressed against his chest as her teeth clamped down on his earlobe. Cameron yelped in surprise. Yumeko said huskily, “Other places. I’ll even let you practice on me.”

“Y-you will?”

Yumeko leaned back, centering her weight on Cameron’s pelvis and he felt the full brunt of their difference in size. No longer a petite asian girl, Yumeko was heavy. The warmth of her ass spread across his upper thighs and Cameron felt his penis stiffen. “Of course, that’s why I brought you here. To train you.”

Kissing Yumeko didn’t sound so bad. Truthfully it was exciting as hell. Cameron had never had much luck with girls and Yumeko was very pretty. Yumeko’s personality was a little unnerving but her body was nubile, young, and voluptuous; at least by asian standards. Even expanded Yumeko’s curves could not hold a candle to Erina’s, but her slender body was so near and so warm that his penis surged in his pants. “O-Okay, sure.” Cameron said, answering with his dick.

Yumeko smiled wickedly. “Good.” She scooted back, dragging her butt down Cameron’s thighs until her feet were even with his head. She pushed a well pedicured foot with painted pink nails into his face. “Now,” she said, “give me your best kiss.”

“On your foot?” Cameron asked incredulously.

In response the ball of her foot slapped against his nose. “Now,” Yumeko demanded. Cameron hesitantly puckered up and planted a quick peck on her delicately wrinkled sole and found the smooth skin smelled faintly of lotion. “Is that all you’ve got?” Yumeko said snidely. “You do need training. Kiss my foot like you mean it.” Irritation warring with arousal Cameron kissed her foot again, dragging his lips gently across sole and down her instep. “That’s better,” Yumeko said. “Keep going.”

Encouraged Cameron pressed his lips to Yumeko’s foot over and over, smearing saliva across her soft skin before finally coming up for air. Had she hidden something behind her back? Cameron couldn’t be sure and before he could ask Yumeko said, “I didn’t tell you to stop. Try again on my toes, use your tongue.”

Cameron frowned, “Is this really going to help me?”

“You have to work your way up. Its called foreplay.” Yumeko replied with a bored expression.

“Fine,” Cameron barely had gotten the word out of his mouth before Yumeko practically shoved her foot into his mouth. After nearly gagging he managed to back away far enough to half-kiss-half-suck her toes. 

“Tongue!” Yumeko demanded. Cameron complied, sticking his tongue between her toes, forcing them apart briefly only to have Yumeko force her foot roughly into his mouth again. This time Cameron did gag and Yumeko backed out her foot just enough to allow him to continue basting her toes with his tongue. Her foot began to shake and Cameron opened his eyes and saw Yumeko’s entire body was trembling with barely contained laughter. When their eyes met the dam finally burst and loud laughter spilled from the statuesque asian. “Oh my god, I can’t believe you are actually this desperate! How small and pathetic can you be?”  Her left hand was aiming the phone’s camera at his face, a solid red led light reflected off her palm. “That’s right, loser, smile you’re on candid camera!”

Cameron spit out Yumeko’s foot and tried to push away but her foot came down heavily on his ribs, pinning him to the floor. “What the fuck?” he shouted.

Yumeko laughed even harder. “I wanted to see how far you would go to get a shot at Erina but this is even more pathetic than I expected.”

“Let me go.”

“Oh no, lover boy,” Yumeko’s smile was suddenly cold and pitiless. “You’re mine now. If you don’t do as I say this footage gets leaked on the school network. I wonder what they’ll call you? Foot sucker? Toejam?”   

“You bitch!” Cameron shouted. 

Yumeko pressed her heel into his chest, forcefully expelling the air from his lungs and causing his ribs to creak in protest. “Be careful what you say to me, slave. I own you now.” Her smile faded slightly and her tone softened. “But, I’m as good as my word. I’ll get you an invite to the party and a shot at Erina... So long as you’re a good little slave.”

Cameron’s mouth worked soundlessly, thoughts tumbling over each other in a confused ball of rage, shame, and fear. Then he realized: none of this mattered. All he had to do was figure out how to reactivate the machine and he could erase Yumeko from reality if necessary. Maybe he wouldn’t go that far- maybe making her a school janitor or something would work. Either way, he just needed to play along until he figured the device out. “What do you want?” he said finally.

“Me?” Yumeko’s smile was as cold and devoid of empathy as a jagged ice floe. The weight on his chest doubled as she leaned over him. “I just want to have fun.”