It's also worth pointing out that I'll be applying the same logic to chapters that other people add to the story unless I'm explicitly told not to give a shout-out (for whatever reason, but the option's there).

So there's that.

Regardless, I'll be posting about additions to it whenever I do end up making some. If I end up doing a bigger batch over multiple days, I'll only do a post once I'm through them all to avoid spamming too much.

I do have ideas piled up, just need to get to them.

Feedback/suggestions appreciated.

It's a story project that I keep chipping away at as basically a ploy to trick me into writing more consistently without getting too lost in my head to actually do ANY writing... with mixed success.

But hey, better than none.

Though the quality does end up varying due to that.

Micronizer Device used by the Dada back in the OG Ultraman, and which has since popped up every now and then later on.

Comes both in unwieldy and handheld variety.

Maybe introducing the *third* canonical shrink ray will be the final piece of the puzzle.

It's funny that the original AI Winter was coined such because the two researchers likened the fall in the 80s to a nuclear winter, since that's what the post-bubble one is starting to forecast like.

Mood song while writing this:

Hex, by Gao. (The House in Fata Morgana OST)

"Let's go home."

Aino nodded, and let Frida lead the way by the finger through the bloodied field, paying no mind to the half-devoured deer carcasses.

"...do you think you'll stay like this?"

Aino flashed her fangs at her lover's question. Frida was being coy again.

"...if you wish." (6/6)

"It's okay. I'm fine now."

Aino cradled Frida's whole head in her palm, embracing her back as carefully as she could, burying her cheek into her fluffy stomach once more.

They gazed into each others eyes under the bright moonlight, both thinking how the other had never looked more beautiful. (5/6)

Something about the idea excited Aino a great deal, but she stayed in control of herself, and her desires.

She couldn't understand why her form was this big now, but that didn't matter right now. She had messed up. She had lost control. Making Frida feel safe was the only thing that mattered. (4/6)

Droplets of blood were still slowly dripping down on Frida's face from Aino's fangs. Her clothes had been smeared with blood from Aino's stained fur, as had been her left cheek.

It wasn't Aino's blood, but her instincts couldn't help but think that she had marked Frida as her own now. (3/6)

Frida's face was all kinds of red.

Her eyes were swollen from from the tears that she was still stiffing to contain.

She was blushing from having to embrace her beloved like this. Something about her smile made Aino feel that she was being more bashful than usual.

And then there was blood. (2/6)

Mood song while writing this:

ウィドウメーカー (Widowmaker), by -45.

Soja did calm down eventually. Her ghastly huffs quieted down, as did her heaving. But the emotion behind those little eyes never wavered. I met her eyes straight on, even as she began to float closer.

I felt her cold presence whispering in my ear.

"Would you... like... more?"

*gulp* (8/8)