W-What? Kronii was flat all along? No...
Yes.
You stare down at her, blinking rapidly.
She tilts her head to the side, curious at your reaction.
She was smaller, in height and...in other places.
"Anon what's wrong?" she asks, her deep husky voice replaced with a higher pitched cadence.
"Kronii?" she nods slowly
"Yes?"
What the fuck?
"W-What happened to your chest?!" you blurted out, incredulous at her itty bitty breasts.
She blushes profusely, her hands unconsciously covering her body.
"W-What do you mean?!" she stutters out in confusion.
"Your mammaries! Your size! What happened to the sex goddess??"
Her eyes narrow, her lips start to quiver.
"W-What are you talking about? I-It's me!? Kronii? I've always had this chest...." she looks down at the floor, forlorn and despondent.
Even if she looked different you still sensed the same emotional changes you learned to watch out after staying with the Warden of Time.
She was upset.
"H-Hey!," your hands start moving towards her, she flinches at their approach.
She moves back, wetting eyes looking at you accusatorily.
She turns around and bolts towards the bedroom.
Thankfully you manage to grab her from behind, biting your lower lip as she violently struggled.
You continue your hold, trying your hardest not to hurt her even though she was definitely hurting you.
She loses her energy, her arms slowly stopping and dropping to the side.
"I'm sorry..." you had no idea if you were having a schizoid episode, but even if she didn't have the same proportions, she was still the same Kronii that you fell in love with.
You turn her around.
Her blue eyes are slick with tears, a single trail of snot down her nose. You carefully wipe it all off with a finger.
You caress her face, and then bend down.
You REALLY bend down, she's so short. She even had to stand on her tip toes.
Your tongues enter each other's mouths, dancing and wrestling one another as you traded saliva.
Your hands wander downwards, on her chest. Your palms rubbing against her modest bust.
You can hear her whine a little, like a cute little animal. Her tiny hands interlock over your fingers. She breaks off your intense make out session to stare at you with her blue eyes.
'Not here'
You scoop her up, this tiny creature, in your arms. She's as light as a feather.
You bring her to the bedroom, you gently throw her on the bed.
'Pompf' she lands
You crawl over her, your touchy hands slide under her white blouse and black vest.
Kronii closes her eyes, biting her lower lip.
Your fingers encounter two small bumps, you press on them, you pinch them.
"gwak," she yelps quietly and softly
Your tongue follows suit, travelling down where her cleavage would have been before ,encircling her adorable nipples.
The tip of your tongue teases and licks the minuscule mounds of hardening pink flesh. You can feel her tiny gloved hands holding tightly unto your arms.
Your incisors nibble into them, rubbing them under their hold. Kronii shivers under you, her nipples hardening like diamonds.
You blink
You notice something immediately, the nipples look bigger now.
Her bust looks bigger now.
You look up.
You see her, flustered and shy.
She's back to her original form.
"Y-You pass." Kronii can only say sheepishl in her familiar deep voice.
It takes a few seconds to process this, then you narrow your eyes.
This fucking bitch.
Your incisors bite down harder,
"GWAK!" she gasps out at the pain.
She glares at you angrily.
Uh oh.