Ice Cream Queen
By Minako Tomoka
A RWBY Short Story
Mistral was a very strange place. To be frank, there were many strange places in Remnant, but Mistral was by far the strangest of all. While the upper classes of Mistral were well-known for their contributions to the arts, the lower classes were equally well-known for...other reasons. Its initially cheery exterior hid a dark underground, frequented by criminals, Huntsmen and Huntresses with no moral compasses, and generally unsavory individuals.
Of course, that meant it was one of Roman Torchwick`s favorite places to visit. With a bustling black market, there was no shortage of bizarre and illegal things, from weapons, to drugs, and other unusual wares. That day, there was something that caught Roman`s eye, something different from the usual killing machines he partook in. It was a small bottle, filled with a fluroescent, neon-blue substance.
From what he had been told, it was a potion that could physically shrink anyone or anything that consumed it. He was understandably wary at first. After all, what kind of potion could shrink things? It sounded beyond stupid. At best, it was probably some psychedelic drug that made you think you were smaller than everything else. But after some more persuasion from the pesky shopkeeper, he eventually broke down and decided to buy it. It actually came in a set with another bottle of window cleaner-colored liquid, which was described as an 'acid suppressor.' Guess it would come in handy if he happened to get heartburn later on.
After Roman returned to his hideout, he started looking over the instructions that came with the set of potions. He could barely get past the first page. Apparently it was something meant to be used by couples looking to add some spice to their bedroom antics. He scoffed. If he needed help with that, he would have just bought a vibrator. But the more he read on, the more his curiosity grew. Would this stuff really shrink someone who drank it?
There was only one way to find out, and that would be to drink it himself. But he sure as hell wasn`t going to be the guinea pig, especially if this happened to be some kind of psychoactive drug. Roman glanced up at the clock. Neopolitan would be returning home soon. Surely she`d be thirsty...right? A wicked idea bubbled in Roman`s mind. He poured a glass of juice and added a few drops of the supposed shrinking potion. Neo was already short anyway, so he probably wouldn`t even notice if she ended up shrinking. After all, how bad could it be? Roman set the spiked glass on the counter and headed off to another room, patiently waiting for Neo to arrive...
It had been a long day for Neopolitan. Villainy was a hard job, when one thought about it. It took a lot out of a person. So when the heterochromatic criminal arrived back at the hideout,
she was exhausted. Her throat parched, she spotted a glass of juice on the counter and gulped it down. She was too thirsty to even care about what it was, but she did notice it had a slightly bitter aftertaste. She didn`t think on it for very long, though.
Neo headed to the living room, where a sudden dizzy sensation struck her. Her head was spinning. She hunched over, looking at the floor, trying to regain her balance. Neo stumbled about aimlessly, weaving back and forth. To her, the room itself seemed to be warping. Did she get struck down by a fever? Neo collapsed to her knees, overtaken by the dizzying effects of whatever was happening to her. Her eyes drifted shut, but when she opened them, things were not the same.
She sat up, feverishly rubbing her tired eyes. The dizziness had finally subsided, but now she was faced with something even worse. Her surroundings became gigantic, much larger than she was tall. The furniture towered over her. Even the exit to the kitchen looked like it was miles away. Fear grew in Neo`s mind. She was frightened now. She wanted to cry out, but with no voice, such a thing was impossible. She just wanted someone, anyone, to come and help her, to wake her from this nightmare. But when someone did come to her aid, she soon found herself wishing she hadn`t.
A monstrous Roman Torchwick loomed above her, looking down at her and smirking. "Well, what do you know? It works," he mused, grinning at the now-tiny Neopolitan. He couldn`t believe it.
He didn`t think the potion would actually shrink someone, but lo and behold, it did. This was shaping up to be a very interesting night. "Ya know, I`ve noticed you look a little shorter than usual, Neo," he chuckled. "It looks like you`ve had a reverse growth spurt, heh."
The red-haired criminal bent down and reached his massive gloved hands out to Neo, intending to scoop her up. The poor girl was petrified. She whirled around and took off, diving under the coffee table to hide from her gigantic partner. Whatever the case, this hadn`t happened by accident, especially with the way Roman was speaking. He did this to her somehow. But of course, she couldn`t ask him, nor could she write out a message on paper. In this state, she was little more than a silent, pink and black-haired mouse.
A huge hand reached down beneath the coffee table. Neo gasped in fright and just barely managed to escape Roman`s slender fingers. "Aww, don`t run away," he called. "I don`t wanna hurt ya, I just want to get a closer look at you!"
Neopolitan paid no attention to his protests. She was tiny, scared, and defenseless. All she wanted to do was hide, even if it was from her own partner. From then on, an awkward chase ensued, with Roman impatiently pursuing the micro-sized Ice Cream Queen. Anything that she could fit in or squeeze behind, she went. That included in bookshelves, behind stacks of boxes, under the couch, and a dozen other tiny places that Roman found it hard to claw his way into at his cumbersome size. "Neo, come back," he whined. "I promise, I`m not gonna hurt you!"
After about ten minutes of chasing down Neo, he finally managed to corner her at the back of the room. She was blocked on all sides. She had no place to run, and no place to hide now. All she could do was cower in Torchwick`s shadow, shivering uncontrollably. "There you are," Roman grinned. "You can`t run away anymore." He reached down and grabbed Neo, trapping the tiny girl in his clutches. "Gotcha. You`re not gettin` away now."
He held her up to his face, studying her miniscule form. She looked just like she had before, the only difference being that she was now small enough to sit in the palm of his hand. At a glance, he guessed she couldn`t have been much taller than two inches. "You look absolutely adorable, with that scared little face of yours," he sneered. Neo, on the other hand, was petrified. Trapped in Torchwick`s iron grip, she had no chance of squirming free. Hot tears trickled down her face. She gazed at her frightened reflection in Roman`s sharp, cat-like emerald eyes. She could feel the heat of his breath every time he spoke. She wanted to ask what he planned to do with her at this size, but that was out of the question. The poor girl was just a mute little pet now.
She couldn`t even scream or cry for help.
Torchwick took in her obvious fear, so he gently petted her head with the tip of his finger. "Aww, you poor thing. Don`t be scared. And don`t worry, I`m not going to step on you or anything. You`re going to be my pet for the night, how does that sound? I promise, you won`t be hurt." He sat down and set Neo in his lap, just allowing her to rest for a while as he gingerly petted her.
Neo began to calm down a little. Maybe he was right. It didn`t seem like he was trying to hurt her. The two of them rested there for a while, and Neo even became tired and relaxed enough to fall asleep in Roman`s soft, warm lap.
But the sudden growl of his stomach quickly dashed that idea. Neo jerked upright, roused back to fear by the low rumbling. She tried to get up to run away, but Roman pinned her down by pressing his index finger into her back. "Uh-uh, you`re not going anywhere," he sneered. "We still haven`t had dessert yet." Licking his lips, he clamped his fingers around Neo and sauntered off to the kitchen. "Hey, I know exactly what we can have!"
Luckily, there happened to be some neopolitan ice cream on hand, so he cracked it open and put some scoops into a glass bowl. He added a handful of rainbow-colored sprinkles, but that wasn`t enough for him. He rubbed his chin. "Hmmm, seems to be missing something. Ah..." He plucked Neo by the back of her collar and dropped her into the rapidly melting ice cream. "And you will be the cherry on top."
Satisfied with his dessert, he carried the ice cream and Neo back to the living room, where he plopped down on the couch and prepared to enjoy his meal. "Well, this looks like a delicious dessert, if I do say so myself." Poor Neo was frozen in fear- literally. She shivered and trembled, not just out of fright, but out of cold. She sank into the ice cream as if it were quicksand.
Her legs felt numb. Her little heart thumped in her chest. Was Roman really going to...eat her?
Anxiously, she watched the spoon dive in and scoop up bits of sprinkle-studded ice cream around her, all while she sank further. Torchwick happily devoured the ice cream, making a dramatic gulping sound every time he swallowed, as if to subconsciously tell Neo where she would be going soon. "Looks like I`ll just have to eat around you for a bit," he smirked as he took another scoop just inches away from the tiny girl.
In due time, he ended up eating all the ice cream- aside from the pile Neo was currently sitting in. By that point, Roman could no longer hold out. His stomach was practically begging for her. "You know, when it comes to ice cream, I usually eat the cherry first, but this is a special case. I can`t wait any longer." He dove the spoon beneath Neo`s ice cream clump, lifting her up to his mouth.
Neo was soaked in streaks of chocolate, strawberry, and vanilla. She was too terrified and frozen to even move at this point. "Don`t worry, I`m sure you`re going to be scrumptious," Roman chuckled. "I guess there`s no point in delaying the inevitable, is there?"
With that, he opened his mouth and thrust Neo into his maw, shutting her in pitch-darkness. Things quickly turned from bitter cold to intense heat as Neo was drenched in his drool, caught in a growing pool of sour-smelling saliva. The ice cream melted off her body, allowing her to move her limbs again, but in here, she was at the mercy of Torchwick`s body. The monstrous tongue smothered her, savoring every last bit of her tiny form.
She flailed about, struggling to escape the grip of the tentacle-like appendage. It was a brutal tug of war that Neo was rapidly losing. Not to mention she had to constantly be aware of the teeth that could crunch down on her at any moment, and to stay far away from the bottomless pit of Torchiwck`s throat. She opened her mouth to scream, but only a hollow gasp escaped her lungs.
Why was he doing this to her? Why was he being so cruel?
Eventually, Roman and Neo`s little spat came to an end. Neo had been battered by Roman`s tongue, sapping all the energy from her body. She began to panic as she felt his head tilt back, and she gradually slid to the back of his throat. She scrabbled about, frantically grabbing at the base of his tongue. It was no use. Her grip slipped, and she plunged into the depths of his throat. She was crushed and squeezed within the rippling chamber. She clawed at the inside of his throat, but she was no match for the sheer walls of muscle surrounding her.
Neo crashed into a cramped, squishy chamber of rippling flesh and muscle. It smelled vile, like rotten food. She could hear the sound of Roman`s heartbeat from here. It didn`t take long to figure out where she had ended up. She had been...eaten, whole and alive, by another human being, and her partner, no less. Upon this realization, Neo flung herself into full-on panic mode.
She started kicking and squirming, punching and clawing, and thrashing and flailing against the walls of Roman`s belly.
The unnerving rumble echoing all around only frightened her even more. She had to find some way to get Roman to throw her up, or else she`d be digested into his food. Her wild flails did nothing to help her escape. She broke into silent sobs. Her body was wracked with tremors. She didn`t want to die, not like this.
Roman had expected something like this to happen. Neo wasn`t just going to be happily devoured alive, no matter what her size. He could feel every bit of her desperate, yet feeble struggles.
It was a good thing he`d taken a sip of the acid-suppressing potion beforehand, the last thing he wanted was to end up digesting her. He didn`t want her to die, after all. All he wanted was to have some fun with his shrunken subordinate, which she had incorrectly taken as a matter of life and death.
"Now, now, calm down," he said, trying to pacify the panicking Neopolitan. "Don`t worry, you`re not going to be digested. This was supposed to be a game. I never actually intended to hurt you. Now, just sit down and stop hitting me, it`s getting rather irritating." Roman leaned back, patting his suit-covered middle. "But I have to say, you were delicious. You tasted just like ice cream, heh. I guess you really are the Ice Cream Queen, aren`t you? Since you don`t have to worry about being turned into food, I suggest you get comfortable, because this is where you`ll be staying for the night. I don`t want to let you go just yet. You know, I could just keep you in there forever, or at least as long as the potion lasts. I could go about my business, and no one would ever know you`d been eaten up."
He smirked at his own sadistic suggestion. Of course it would frighten Neo, but he wasn`t planning to put her in any danger. He was just trying to tease her. After a while, Neo calmed down at last. Her wild thrashing finally ended, and she managed to make herself somewhat comfortable within Roman`s belly. But while she was getting comfortable, Roman was quickly becoming the opposite.
Whether it was due to all the ice cream he devoured, or because of Neo fighting against the insides of his gut, a horrible stomach ache began to set in.
Roman hunched over, clutching his sides and gritting his teeth in pain. He supposed this was punishment for swallowing his little partner. "Neo...I don`t know what you did to me, but please...make it stop..."
A smirk crossed Neo`s lips. Served him right, for eating his poor little subordinate alive. In her mind, he deserved every bit of it, and since he didn`t plan to let her out until morning, there was no reason that she couldn`t do what she wanted.
Seeking to increase Roman`s pain, Neo pinched and poked at the slimy, squishy walls of his belly. If she had her parasol with her, she could cause a lot more damage, but she was not fortunate enough to be eaten with it on her. So, she decided to make do with what she had. It may have been meager poking and pinching, but Torchwick was definitely feeling the effects.
He doubled over with pain, wincing at the deep aching searing into his gut. Of course, Neo was getting back at him for being shrunk down and eaten. But that didn`t make it any better.
"Neo, please...stop it...it hurts...come on, I`m sorry!" Neopolitan delighted in her red-haired predator`s torment. She wasn`t going to let him off that easy. She continued to torture him. If she was going to be a midnight snack, she would make sure he paid for it.
After a while of writhing and moaning, Roman decided he had enough. "That`s it, lights out for you," he grumbled. He managed to pull himself off the couch and stagger to the kitchen, where he grabbed a bottle of bourbon. If it didn`t numb the pain, at least the alcohol would put the mischevious little girl within him to sleep. He tipped back the bottle and took a hard swig. Torchwick drank the liquor straight, flinching at its bitter taste and the burning feeling it left going down his throat. If he knew this was going to happen, he would have second-guessed gobbling up the Ice Cream Queen.
Within his stomach, Neopolitan was doused by hard liquor. At first, it burned her skin and smelled like chemicals, but as a growing puddle of alcohol pooled up around her, she began to grow numb. Neo had never drank before, but literally bathing inside a small, cramped chamber flooded with bourbon would soon take its toll.
Meanwhile, Roman continued to suck down his liquor. Every now and then, he would poke at his belly to see if he could get a response out of the tiny girl. As he slumped over and groaned in pain, Mercury Black entered the room, looking for a nighttime snack. He raised an eyebrow at Roman. "What the hell? What`s the bourbon for? Are you getting plastered, old man? You look like you`re about to pass out."
"Oh, don`t mind me," Roman groaned. "It seems as though something I ate has disagreed with me. I`m just trying to...uh, put it to sleep. Go on, kid." Mercury shook his head. "Whatever, old man. God, I hope I never end up like you when I get old." Roman took a sigh as Mercury gratefully left the room. At last, he felt Neo begin to settle down. The alcohol got to her, and she ended up passing out inside him.
His stomach ache started to subside. "Oh, thank goodness. You know, Neo, this wasn`t so bad. Aside from the you giving me an upset stomach part, of course. We should try this again sometime, and hopefully then we`ll both get a bit more enjoyment out of it..."
Torchwick yawned loudly, beginning to feel the effects of the liquor himself. It had been a rather odd night. Of course, he`d let Neo out in time for breakfast tomorrow...if he didn`t decide to serve her up along with his pancakes, that is. But that could all wait until later. Right now, it was just Roman and Neo. Torchwick leaned back and yawned once more, drifting off into the clutches of sleep...
The End...
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