[Early Access] Reduction Week 1:2000 What-If Ch1

(The first What-If 1:2000 scale scenario - encountering the school nurse Kikue Sasakura immediately after Reduction)

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School Nurse - Kikue Sasakura 2

What Scale?

“Hm… Did we shrink? For a second there, I felt a little weightless.”

“Did we? I can’t really tell.”

“I don’t think we did. Look. The ceiling’s still the same height above our heads as always.”

“Aww man. The anticipation is killing me. Just get it over with already!”

How small would you expect a responsible government would allow students experiencing Reduction for the first time to shrink to? 1:2 scale would be 90 cm for me. 1:4 scale would make me 45 cm. At 1:6 scale, I’d be the size of a doll and only 30 cm tall. At worst, I expected to be shrunk to 1:20 scale and be only 9 cm tall.

But there was honestly no way of knowing what scale me and the other boys had been shrunken to. We could still hear the loud sounds of the Reduction Device from the other room, but for some reason, it sounded less loud and more muffled. It was probably because the room we were in was somewhat soundproof, but it was a curious thing…

All of the 2-D boys were curious and confused, not sure what would happen or if it had already happened. Of them, one of the most popular and friendly guys, Kei Eguchi, approached me.

“Hey, Touya-kun, do you remember ever seeing a room like this in our school before?” Eguchi asked me. I knew it was him because he was using the light of his phone to look around. In fact, several of the other boys had done the same to check our surroundings.

Looking around at the dark room illuminated by our phone flashlights, I frowned. “No, I haven’t.”

“This definitely doesn’t look like any room our school would ever have at all. This room looks like it’s made of something different than the school building.”

“Hm? You’re right,” I raised an eyebrow. “You’re pretty perceptive, Eguchi.”

“I mean, I kind of have to be, don’t I?”

“True. You ARE doing your best keeping your harem of girls happy, so you’ve got to be able to keep an eye on everyone’s affection points.”

“It’s not really a harem, Touya-kun.”

“No, it is.” “It seriously is.” “Yup. It is.” Three other boys chimed in to our conversation to retort Eguchi. We weren’t going to believe our class’s ‘super hot pretty boy’ considering how popular he was that he had four different girls vying for his affection.

Of those boys who joined in, we had Kotaro Nakano, a member of our school’s art club. After the quips against Eguchi died down, Nakano added his thoughts to our previous topic about the room we were in. “This room that’s next to the Nurse’s Office is supposed to be the art club’s old storage room before we moved to the second floor. This place should have been filled with a lot of old projects from our graduated senpais. It definitely doesn’t look like it, but do you think they may have cleared it all out for today?”

“Doubt it,” the tall and tough-talking Ryou forced his way into the conversation with his arms crossed. “You art club guys’ advisor keeps askin’ the Judo club for help with luggin’ stuff around so I’ve been in ’dis room before. And lemme tell ya - ‘dis room is NOT the art storage room. It looks way too different.”

The reason why Ryou was so confident in his statement had already been supported by Eguchi picking up on the different material the walls and floors were made of, but we all unanimously agreed with him the moment Arai shined his gaudy, overly decorated phone at one of the walls in the room. “Uh… Hey, guys? Where are all the windows in this room? Actually, where’s the door?”

“The door?”

Looking around, all of us boys suddenly realized that the door we had come in from was gone and that the windows hadn’t been blocked at all but were instead nonexistent. At first, we thought it was just the darkness of the room preventing us from seeing the outline of the door, but upon further inspection, there really were no doors or windows

“Okay. This is kind of creepy,” our class representative, Fujimoto, took off his headphones to properly use all of his senses now that something weird had happened and alerted him. “Kirishima, the health committee isn’t pulling some sort of prank on us, right? I mean, you have Akagi and Morino in your ranks so I wouldn’t put it past them.”

I knew who Fujimoto was referring to. Akagi and Morino were not only health committee members but also members of the school’s occult club. They had a reputation for trying to spook others. However, I knew those two had an alibi.

“No. It can’t have been them this time. They both got in trouble with Kamiya-senpai last week for trying and failing to scare me with a prank during our duties. Senpai had her eye on them the entire time,” I answered.

“That so? But how about you then? Aren’t you pretty buddy-buddy with them too? I’ve heard that Akagi and you got each others’ contact info a while ago.” Despite normally having his headphones on, Fujimoto was pretty sharp when it came to picking up on information about his classmates.

“You’re asking if I have an alibi? I mean, I don’t, considering I was in this room before you guys got in. But I definitely didn’t do it,” there was plenty of room for doubt in my statement, but the boys had a unanimous opinion regarding my answer.

“... Okay. If you say you didn’t. Then you didn’t,” Fujimoto was quick to accept my reply.

“You believe me? I could be lying though.”

“No, you’re a terrible liar after all, Kirishima.”

“Haha. Yup! He seriously is! Considering all the time we’ve played cards together, I know Kiri sucks at bluffs,” Ryou laughed.

“Yeah. It shows on your face whenever you try to lie, Touya-kun,” Eguchi chuckled. “And then when you try to say that lie outloud, you end up spilling the truth anyways.”

“Yeah, Kirishima-kun, you’re the most honest guy I know,” Kotaro agreed.

“It feels like I’m being insulted and praised at the same time here,” I was a bit confused by my classmate’s synchronized head nodding, but they weren’t wrong. It was hard for me to not be honest.

Whatever the case, even if we knew that the two eccentric committee members weren’t the reason why the door was gone, we still were all trapped in a locked, dark room which had no exit. All we could do was wait for Sasakura-sensei.

Ping! Ping!

To our surprise, the metal wristbands on our arms all suddenly began to ring. It sounded like the default ringtone a phone would have before you switched it to a song you liked. It wasn’t a phone call, though… or rather, not everyone was being called.

Click!

The only wristband that was forced to pick up the call was mine. I didn’t have to press anything. It just activated on its own.

“Hello. Hello. Paging Kirishima. Can you hear my voice just fine?” All of us heard Sasakura-sensei’s voice from my wrist band.

“Sensei? Wow, these wristbands double as a phone? Actually, you’re seriously calling us through this when you’re only one room over?”

“Well, testing to make sure this feature works is a necessity, Kirishima. This is one of the functions of the watch I gave Asano too,” our school nurse chuckled on the other end of the call. “This will be important for various reasons considering the scale you’ve all been Reduced to.”

Sensei’s words informed all of us that we had already been Reduced without realizing it. That confused several of us.

“You already Reduced us, Sasakura-sensei?” asked Nakano. “That’s weird. Shouldn’t the walls and ceiling be a lot higher to us then? I mean, Reducing us means making us smaller, right?”

“Hey, Nakano, before that, shouldn’t we be asking Sensei what’s up with this room?” Ryou’s friend, Aikawa, stepped in closer to me to talk into my wristband.

“Haha. You boys certainly have a lot of questions,” Sensei dismissed the question with a laugh. “Well, I suppose it makes a lot of sense considering I made sure to keep all of the details of the week even from Kirishima. Well, you’ll find out very soon. Hold on one second, and I’m sure that most of your questions will be answered. Just let me turn off the machine first. It’s so loud.”

Sensei hung up the call. Shortly after that, the muffled loud noise we had been hearing stopped. That confirmed that we had been hearing the Reduction Device in the background the entire time. The silence did not last, though, as immediately afterwards, all of us boys were deafened by an incredibly loud sound.

Baaaaam!

“Ngk! W-What was that?”

We did not have time to even look at each other before another loud noise and heavy shaking knocked us off our feet.

Whaaaaam! Whaaaaam! Whaaaaam! Whaaaaam!

“Uwoah!” “W-What’s going on?” “An earthquake?”

The powerful sounds and shaking got stronger and louder with each successive one. Considering we had been Reduced, it should have been obvious what this was, but all of us boys were being knocked off our feet too much to be able to think. 

When the powerful impacts stopped, we boys were given a half a second reprieve before a thunderous voice boomed down from above. “Okay, boys. I’m picking you up.”

“Ugah! My ears!” “W-What was that?” “Huh?” “Was that Sensei’s voice?” We actually couldn’t decipher what Sasakura-sensei was saying. It was too loud for our ears to handle.

The consecutive attacks continued as, just before we could pick ourselves up off the floor, the gravity around us suddenly spiked. The floor rose up so quickly that it was as though we were forced downwards into it. No roller coaster ride could give an experience that could compare to this rapid acceleration. And unfortunately for us, it wasn’t completely vertical either.

Whaaaaam! Whaaaaam! Whaaaaam! Whaaaaam!

“W-We’re moving!?” “Uwah!” “Ugak!” “W-What’s happening?!” 

It was now that we learned that the room we were inside had padded walls and floors even though it didn’t seem like it earlier. Our bodies hit the ceiling and then the floor and then a wall and then the ceiling again and then the floor again and then another wall. Over and over and over again, we were knocked around. It only ended with one last acceleration when the ceiling slammed into us as it went downwards.

“There you go. I tried to walk as steadily as I could. Hopefully it wasn’t too rough on you all,” Sasakura-sensei’s voice roared all around us. It was still far too loud for us to listen to, but we could feel the vibrations of her voice with our bodies.

“J-Just how small are we?” That was the question that was on all of our minds. Sasakura-sensei’s voice was like deafening thunder and her simplest actions had knocked us around and shaken the entire room the same way a powerful earthquake would have.

The answer to our question came when Sasakura-sensei spoke one more time. “Well then. It’s time to show you just what the world looks like now at your new scale.”

Beep! Whrrrrrrr!

“Huh? What’s going on?” “Hey, that wall and the ceiling… they’re… retracting?” “W-What the heck is that?!”

“S-Sasakura-sensei?” I could barely distinguish what I was looking at when one of the walls and also ceiling of the room we were inside moved. The room we had walked into earlier had not actually been a classroom but instead a box specially designed for Reduction Week. The ceiling and the wall that it was connected to opened up. It wasn’t like a sports stadium’s retractable roof, but rather like a paper cube that unfolded. It was like the wall just fell down and took the ceiling along with it. What we saw when this happened was an enormous purple and white sky. My face turned a little red when I realized that I was looking up at our school nurse’s purple sweater and white lab coat. We couldn’t see her face at all because her breasts loomed over the entire box, casting her shadow over us.

“W-Whoa…” “Okay… That’s hot but scary at the same time.” “S-Sensei’s more stacked than I thought…” “H-Huge…”

Sasakura-sensei was gigantic to say the least. We couldn’t just call her a tower or a skyscraper and be done with it. Her breasts alone were an expansive mountain range that filled most of our view. Her full height had to be in the order of kilometers. Perhaps if the other walls fell down, we’d be able to see more of her body, but from where we were, we were unable to see anything else other than Sensei. The only other thing I could figure out was that we were on the edge of her desk.

“100? 1000? No, she looks even bigger than that. Just what scale were we reduced to?”

“Hello, boys. Is everybody alright?” My thoughts were drowned out when Sasakura-sensei spoke. While we were staring up in dumbfounded shock and awe, her voice sent us down to our knees from the sheer volume. Thankfully, she noticed this when she pulled herself back in her chair. “Oops. My apologies. I suppose my voice is still far too loud for you all. Give me one second.”

We watched in amazement as the supermassive woman started to lean forward to grab something. In that instant, the mountains of her breasts crossed an unbelievable distance in a single second. We were all knocked down by the gust that was caused by her swinging chest.

“Urgh… That’s what I call some destructive breasts…” I heard one of the guys mumble. He wasn’t wrong. 

Sasakura-sensei wasn’t exactly the bustiest person in the school, but considering our size, she might as well have been. It was intimidating to be able to feel the sheer weight of her breasts as they hovered directly above us. We were actually capable of feeling change in temperature and the atmosphere as her body displaced the air. If she accidentally lowered herself, would we survive being crushed under them?

That thought of mine was something shared amongst many of us Reduced boys and while we were thinking that, we were all caught off guard when Sensei leaned back, granting us the light of day (or rather, the ceiling  lights) again. Her hand appeared above us with something in her grasp - a spray can. Its nozzle aimed right at us, it was an unnerving black hole.

“S-Sensei?” “H-Hey, that isn’t one of those bug spray cans, is it?” “D-Don’t say that sort of thing, dude!”

Fssssst!

Cough! Cough! “Uwaghh!” “Waaargh!” Cough! Cough! Cough!

Without warning, a purple fog erupted from the can. Sasakura-sensei was spraying us with something and whatever it was, it was a thick, chemical cloud on our scale. 

My eyes teared up from the sudden spray directly into the box. The container refused to let any of the smoke out, so all of us boys were gagging as the spray coated our bodies and entered our systems.

“... Okay… And then according to the instructions, after exposing you to this gas, I’m supposed to… Oh my… Well, this SHOULD be fine…”

Sensei’s voice started to sound a bit softer, but that wasn’t the only soft thing we had to deal with. To our surprise, Sasakura-sensei leaned forward again. However, this time, her breasts did not just hang over our tiny box. They came down.

“Uwoaaargh!” We simultaneously fell to the floor as Sensei’s mountainous right breast slammed down onto the box. It was a miracle that the box did not break under the sheer mass that slammed down into it. We were thankful because that meant we wouldn’t be completely crushed flat like gnats, but the openings in the box that had been letting the purple smoke out made sure that this danger did not end there. Sensei’s breast sealed those openings, keeping us surrounded in smoke, and at the same time, it surrounded us with a womanly scent - Sasakura-sensei’s own body odor.

“Breathe in, everyone. This is part of the program. The spray should take effect after you breathe this and acclimate to my body odor. Just count down with me: thirty… twenty-nine… twenty-eight…”

Being trapped inside a tiny box that had its ceiling and one of its walls covered by Sasakura-sensei’s giant boob was not something any of us boys had expected to be able to experience ever in our lives. Our sinuses and lungs were filled with the purple smoke as we were enveloped by the thick aroma of Sensei’s sweat and perfume that mixed with the gas. There was a fair amount of sweat that had collected in the fabric of her sweater because we were being smothered by the underside of her boob. Our bodies were warmed by the intense body heat of the giant school nurse’s breast, and we started to get dizzy from breathing in everything BUT fresh oxygen.

“Sixteen… fifteen…”

But as time went on, we started to understand why Sensei had done this. The gas started to work its magic on our bodies. Sensei’s voice was becoming softer and easier to comprehend without our ears getting hurt from the volume. Our tiny bodies also felt less oppressive pressure from the sheer mass of Sensei’s breast. 

“Eight… Seven…”

It was strange. Our senses felt as if they were getting more muffled, but in doing so, things were becoming more bearable. Had our smaller size made us more sensitive? Or was it just because everything was so much bigger than us that even the lightest sound was so impactful that we needed our senses dulled?

“Two… One… And there we go. Now it should be easier for all of your senses.” When Sensei finally removed her breast from the box, we were finally able to hear her properly. We were, however, all knocked down to the floor because the box actually got stuck to her breast for a second and was dragged towards her when she pulled away.

“Urgh… I-Is it over?” I heard Eguchi ask.

“Considering how much we’ve been through in the past five minutes, I doubt it,” Fujimoto groaned.

I had to agree with our male class representative. “S-Sensei, just what was that spray?”

Although I asked the question, Sensei did not react. It took me a moment to realize that while we could hear her now, it would be impossible for her to hear us at our tiny scale. Our voices wouldn’t even be able to carry up past her breasts.

“You all must have been surprised,” Sensei spoke and explained to us without knowing what we were shouting. Although her voice was softer now, it still sounded as if we were listening to her speak with a Surround Sound system. We could also still feel the reverberations of her voice with our bodies. It was just more subdued now. Still, Sensei speaking was like a PA announcement in the background. “This was the Sensory Mitigation Spray. Due to your miniscule size, anything normal sized must be incredibly impactful to you - too loud, too smelly, too powerful… But this spray dulls your senses to a level where you can deal with sounds and movements that are many times your scale.”

“Many times our scale… Just how small are we for us to feel this difference? This is actually kind of scary.” We boys talked amongst ourselves. 

“You’re not wrong, Nakano. Considering how big her… er… her boobs are, we’re pretty much specks, aren’t we?” Even I couldn’t believe the sheer power Sensei had showcased for us. This was, however, a proper baptism into the world of Reduction.

“We were completely thrown ‘round earlier. Is ‘dis what it’s gonna to be like for ‘dis whole week?” Ryou frowned.

It most likely was. As our wristbands began to ring again, we looked up to see Sensei placing a microphone-earpiece on and realized that Sensei was trying to contact us so she could hear us. Our wristbands were going to be our only proper link to the giant world now.

… giant world. That was just the normal sized life we had lived through up until now. The fact that I now considered it a ‘world’ showed just how different things seemed to be now that we had been shrunken down. This scale was completely alien to us and even someone as familiar we had been with as our school nurse seemed completely different after our Reduction.

“Have you gotten your bearings yet, boys? It’s time to begin your one week long life at 1:2000 scale.”