The day was another quiet one in Vienna. You were back at your usual post, gazing out to the landscape via the telescopic lens of your camera. Clicks sounded out as you took the occasional landscape picture, soon seeing a mansion off in the distance, between the main city and the farms.

Quite a few people were aware of the house, but none have really seen the owner of it, nor asked on why the house was built outside of the normal city limits. Rumors had circulated about him being a macro fan, but no one was sure. He was quite shy and reclusive, seeing that he wasn't that well-known. He spent most of his time inside the large mansion, doing who-knows what inside. Due to the location of his home, it was, more often than not, the first object to get unintentionally crushed. Thanks to the anomalies, the house is repaired shortly after the macros come and go.

Come to think of it, he must have been crazy to live that far outside the city. Why else would he choose there as a place to settle down, of all areas?

Letting the thought go for the time being, you continued searching for any potential macros, occasionally looking over at the farms or industry sectors. The latter had several factories setting some beverage canisters up for any 'visitors' that might come. When you looked over to the mansion again, you stopped just short of one of the middle windows, looking back over to one. Zooming in, you swear you could see the looks of a paw pressed against the entire window, resulting in an eyebrow being arced.

Shortly after noticing such though, the house seemed to shatter as the front of the mansion imploded, debris being covered by a bundle of black fur and light brown fabric. The mass continued to grow, soon "rolling" out and flopping flat as the form revealed itself. It was a now-macro feline, black in color. He laid his arms and paws flat as well, dazed from shock, and you could clearly see his left arm was made of some form of robotics. His right paw, however, was a natural blue in color, matching his fringe and the tip of his tail.

As he looked to himself, you could make out his eyes, nose and the insides of his ears, which were orange. The feline looked to his paws, his whole body, then the destroyed mansion before he let out a tiny "Oooookaaay.....". He seemed shocked, frightened almost as he looked around his home, now a dollhouse to him. With whatever care he had, he started to remove himself, you seeing him visibly wince as his lower body slowly came out of the wreckage, boards of wood and oddly steel being freed from their spots and crashing down below, as well as the occasional - and barely intact - piece of furniture.

He looked to his now-destroyed home with a saddened expression, his ears flopped down, but he didn't seem horribly depressed about it. The feline was clearly more interested in his current size, carefully standing up to see how he compared to the mansion. The building must have been less than a fifth of his size now, as he seemed to be around two hundred to two-fifty feet in height. After comparing his size he stepped back with a meep, a blush on his face as a shy side of him began to take over.

Seeing the shyness, you took a wild guess and thought that the feline was the owner of the ruined mansion. You shut the camera down and put it away, zipping the pack shut and hoisted it over your shoulders. Kneeling down, a swift tap on the boots activated the gravity dampeners, allowing you to bound off the rooftop with ease and down towards the lower buildings. Landing safely and doing another great leap, you continued this as you headed towards the feline, seeing him kneel down, guessing he was inspecting his home a bit more.

He hadn't noticed you yet, curiously looking inside the rooms of the large mansion, not wanting to damage the place more. Several more leaps and bounds and you found yourself landing close to his right knee, gazing up at the giant and saw his tail swishing behind him. By this time he had moved back, sighing as he looked up to the sky with slight frustration.

"Wonder how I'll get my way out of this..." he murmured to himself, unaware you were right next to him as of yet.

Deciding to try and interact, you jumped up and onto his leg, gazing up to his face after you landed. He meeped from surprise, but looked down to you with curious eyes, a blush growing on his cheeks as he mewed a small "H-hello...". He raised a paw as if to wave, but didn't move it much.

You responded with the same gesture, sitting down in your spot. "I guess you're the owner of the mansion?" you asked him as you folded your arms in your lap.

He nodded in reply. "Y-yeah..." he meeped, holding still so as not to topple you over. "Guess I'd better get that fixed soon..." the feline continued.

"You really don't have to do anything to it." you stated up to him. "Since you're a macro for now, the house will repair itself over the next few days."

"This is true." He replied. "Though I might be like this for a while. My...er...experiment didn't go as planned."

"Experiment?" you questioned with an arced eyebrow.

"I was working with a mineral ore I found near my mansion. One of the reasons I moved was because under the foundation of the old place was a rare element. It would shrink any living thing that touched it. I guess the mineral here is a variant that...well...you know the rest."

"Yep. Made you grow and ruin your home."

The feline sighed with a nod. "Look, I know we've just met, but I think I need your help. Where do you think I'd be able to go for a few days? If you don't mind me asking, that is?" The feline mewed with a blush.

That question was a bit of a tough one to answer, largely since there isn't all that many places to go to when one was to really think about it; Almost the entirety of the island save the hazardous cliffs leading up to the Mist and the land that Vienna rested on. Considering the feline had just grown, it wasn't a real fact that he might not even be immune to the effects now.

He seemed to have the same idea as you, as he looked to those same cliffs. "...think I'd be okay with the other macros?"

"Not really sure..." you answered with uncertainty. "I mean, might be a macro and all, but what if you ended up shrinking back down to normal when with them?"

"I do know most of them." the feline suggested. "I'm sure they'd help me out. ...Right?" He asked. "Oh, I'm so sorry! I've forgotten to properly introduce myself." The feline mewed suddenly. "My name is Frank." He then seemed to bow with a small smile, being as polite as one could.

"Nice to meet you, Frank." you replied, standing up in your spot. Seeing that he was going to stand up in a bit, you buckled your legs and jumped up and onto his right shoulder with ease. After looking to you with amazement from your jump, he then stood up slowly and turned to the Mist, starting to walk. Within a few steps he stopped.

"Oh, wait...I'll have to protect you from the Mist." Frank noted, looking around on his person. "W-where would I put you...?"

"Dunno. Any pocket would do, or just cup your hands around me." you stated to him, looking over towards the cliffs, the enigmatic Mist past them.

"That's true." he mewed, putting his paws together to test and make sure the Mist couldn't get in. "I dunno, though...my fingers don't really interlock that well, and I'm not sure fabric could stop the natural flow of the Mist. I wouldn't want to risk going through unless I was sure you were ok."

"We need you somewhere deep and secure..." he trailed off, a large blush suddenly coming on his face as an idea struck. He turned to you and with a small mew, asked "H-how familiar are you with macros?"

"Quite familiar...even on the inside of some of them." you answered, tilting your head a bit as you arced an eyebrow. "Why do you ask?"

"I-I thought maybe I could store you inside my stomach...j-just for the time being?" he asked shyly, the blush remaining on his face.

Seeing that it was pretty much the only way he could think of - since he was new to being a macro - you shrugged your shoulders and nodded. "I suppose. Just be sure to let me out once you're in a safe spot."

"I will." Frank replied with a nod, holding out a hand for you to climb on. Once you sat down, you noticed he had a pad on his palm, like cats would. It didn't feel too thick, but it was still quite soft to the touch. Deciding to please him a bit, you reached a hand down to the squishy pad below, moving your hand back and forth along the surface of it. As he carefully lifted you to his face you could hear a small purr rumbling from his throat, the blush on his cheeks growing slightly.

"Thank you." He replied with a smile, moving closer to you to get your scent. The orange nose twitched just a little, but the feline's expression remained a curious one. "Hmm..." he mewed soon after in thought, "You do smell good..."

Next he moved you to his mouth, cautiously sticking out his tongue to give you a small lick. The sandpaper-like texture tickled you a bit, leaving a hint of saliva behind on your body. After the lick his blush began to fade, smiling a bit more as he looked down to you.

"Not bad. Not bad at all." Frank nodded, giving you a quick nuzzle before opening his mouth, laying his hand next to it as he waited for you to crawl inside. You took a moment to switch off the gravity boots, climbing in shortly after. Despite the fact that you still had your camera gear - which you just remembered you had - the pack was waterproof, the saliva and soon-to-be stomach juices of the feline should probably not affect it in any way.

Saliva dripped from above, the occasional string surrounding your current area as you laid on the rough tongue. For a minute you laid before you could see Frank's mouth slowly close around you, darkening everything in sight. As your eyes adjusted and could make out the sharp fangs, you felt the tongue move underneath you, pinning you to the roof of the mouth as a purr rang out.

You couldn't help but chuckle a little, knowing the macro feline must have been enjoying this quite a bit. The purrs continued to echo through Frank's body as he licked at you, more saliva rising from below and appearing around you. Every so often the feline would swallow a bit of the liquid to prevent you from drowning; this also gave you an excellent opportunity to watch his throat at work.

The clear saliva was pushed back by the feline's tongue, pooling at the back of the throat. In an instant, the area below opened, the back of the tongue pushing down as a gulp would ring out. Once it was over, the tongue continued to secure the throat, making sure you wouldn't slide down by accident. The whole process happened several times, and at short intervals. It seemed Frank really did like the way you tasted.

After a moment of being wrapped in his tongue, the feline had finally had enough. He moved you to the back of his throat and tilted his head back slightly, feeling you slide. The tongue moved forward, revealing the long, fleshy pipe beneath. Within a second you slid in headfirst, and gulps began to ring around you as you felt your body pushed downwards. You soon began to slide at a constant pace, knowing Frank had just finished with his swallows. You were now committed to his stomach, hearing it gurgle in anticipation down below.

After a few minutes of sliding, you felt the floor open beneath you, a wave of warm air hitting your face as you fell into a small, fleshy pit. With the opening closed above you, you were now inside the feline's stomach. Acids were present, but they weren't hurting you in the slightest, nor was the level high by any means. The only thing the acids did was sit on the floor, moving slightly as the walls of the stomach shifted around every so often.

Moving to a wall, you could still hear Frank's purrs, along with feeling him rubbing his belly from outside. "Thank you." he purred to you as he rubbed. "You ok in there?"

"Yeah, I am. Acids are present but not doing anything." you answered, shifting in your spot due to the rippling stomach walls.

"That's good." he mewed in reply, rubbing a bit more before you felt him stop, guessing he was looking to the cliffs. "Well...I'm gonna try and head through now. I'll let you know how it turns out."

"Alright." was your simple answer, leaning back against the wall you were close to, feeling the faint vibrations from the felines steps shortly after. He continued to walk for a few minutes, giving you time to feel around inside his stomach before the walking stopped.

"Okay, I'm gonna climb up here. Hang on." Frank mewed in warning, the stomach rocking a bit as the feline scaled the cliffs outside. Once that was over and the area fell still again, you heard him taking a deep breath before the movement began, figuring he was now going through the Mist. As he walked, he was silent for a few more minutes, as if waiting for something to happen to him. However, nothing seemed to change.

"You alright in there?" you heard his voice soon after, having stopped to check on you.

"Yeah, I am." you replied, looking upwards. "Guess you just went through the Mist?"

"I did." he mewed in reply. "Looks like our plan worked." With that said and done he continued to walk, a sign of him reaching the village - a place you heard about from some macros that have previously visited - a few minutes later being the sound of a gasp in awe.

Even though you were possibly the very first being to be past the mist, you wouldn't be able to see what it was like due to being in the feline's stomach. Still, you could feel the rhythmic motions around you, showing that he was most likely walking about the place as well as taking in the sights. It must be exciting for him, hearing his heart above starting to beat a little faster than normal but not to an unsafe level.

"It's like a village out here..." you heard him mew to you, "and there are so many macros...I wonder how many live out here..."

"I wonder that as well..." you responded, wanting to be out now so you could witness the village yourself. "Hey, when will you be able to let me out of here?" the question sounded out as you gazed upwards.

"O-oh..." the feline stammered, feeling him freeze in his walk, "H-hold on..." You then felt the stomach wiggle just a little, but nothing else seemed to happen for a while.

"Ok, listen, I don't want you to panic but...I may not have thought this through all the way. I-I have no idea how to get you out of there..."

A sigh of slight irritation came out from you. Even though you were pretty much stuck in the stomach, you knew that you'd end up being alright in the end, remember the time of you being a snack for one kitten that visited. When you had woken up after that event, you had found yourself in your bed and without a single wound on you. This situation probably wouldn't be any different should it lead to digestion.

"But hey," he mewed in reassurance, "we are in a village of macros, some who have done this exact thing, and most here probably know me. Someone is bound to be able to help. Right?"

Before you could respond, you heard the sound of a different macro outside, obviously muffled since you were in the feline's body. The tone of it sounded a bit questioning, like as though they were asking on who or what the feline was talking to.

"H-huh? Oh...i-it's a long story..." you heard him mew. "But basically I-" he suddenly stopped, as if something else had crossed his mind. "W-wait...J-Judy...?"

His heart pounded a lot faster now, no doubt blushing like his usual self as you could hear a faint giggle from outside. The name Judy you could remember, her being the very first macro you have met since you started your job as an ML. Her voice sounded out again but like last time was muffled due to your current spot.

"A-alright..." he responded, "That would be nice, thank you." The feline then began to walk once again, you able to feel him place a hand on his belly. "How are you doing in there?" he asked you.

"I'm doing fine." you responded at first. "I guess you know Judy?" you asked shortly after.

"Y-yeah, we've met several times micro-to-macro. We're headed to her place for now. Hm? ...........Oh, I will......." he mewed with a sudden pause, as you heard Judy's voice outside once again.

"Judy says Hello." the feline explained soon after.

After a few minutes of hearing both him and Judy talking between each other, the latter you couldn't hear, you felt the area seem to jolt slightly, thinking that Frank had just sat down on something. You continued to hear Judy's voice outside, probably explaining to Frank on how to let you out. After a few minutes, the feline spoke once again, seeming to nod as well.

"A-alright...I think I've got it..." With that, the stomach began to shift around you, shrinking to squeeze against your sides, eventually pushing you up. You could tell he was nervous through the whole ordeal, judging by how fast his heart was pumping, though you were able to slide up the throat and into his mouth without a problem. After a few affectionate licks to mainly clean you up of any stomach juices, he carefully opened his mouth, letting slide onto his waiting hand-paw, you able to see him smile down at you.

"I did it!" he beamed to both you and Judy triumphantly, seeming relieved as well.

Sitting up in your spot, you looked up to the feline then to Judy, the anthro skymin whom was sitting close by. A smile came to her face when she saw you, shifting closer to your spot.

"My, nice to see you again." she stated in a happy tone.

"Y-you know this micro?" the feline mewed in amazement, meeping as he realized what he had called you. "S-sorry about that..."

"Yeah, I do. They were the first to greet me to their city, as well as making sure I enjoyed my time there." she replied when gazing at him.

"I see..." Frank nodded in reply. "Thank you, then, for making her feel welcome." he mewed to you.

You respond with a simple 'You're welcome' to the both of them, Judy reaching over and lightly stroked your back. Despite the obvious size difference between you and her, the touch from the giantess was easily gentle enough to do the stroking without risk of harm.

"You wanna hold 'em?" Frank offered to his fellow macro.

A nod was her answer, the feline holding his hand-paw next to hers, allowing you to get up and hop onto the palm of the skymin's, whom curled her fingers up slightly to form a cup-like area for you to rest in.

"I can't believe I'm finally here..." Frank mewed happily, reclining in his spot, "and as a macro, nonetheless..."

The hand of the skymin moved towards her body, whom was most likely doing such so that there won't be a risk of you falling off of her hand despite it being cupped. Words were exchanged between her and the feline as you were held to her fluffy chest, both the macros conversing on various topics and subjects, the occasional bit of laughter coming from either of them.

The feline soon reached over to gently pet your head with a finger with a purr, smiling happily at you as he enjoyed the perks of his new size. As you closed your eyes to relax, you figured there was much more fun to be had before the evening would set upon the three of you. What would happen would be largely - pun unintended - up to you.

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So, how long has it been since a chapter of this series was last uploaded? Over a full year ago? Sorry for the abrupt end, but both me and Frank kinda felt that we should leave it up to the viewer of what happens next instead of trying to truck through and end up abandoning the chapter for another year...^^;

Frank is  TurboRex300's fursona, whom helped me in writing this chapter, which was largely abandoned and only recently finished up...