Tiny Silence

Knocking nervously on the door of Lulu's woodland home, Sona nervously shuffled around the doorstep. Delighted, Lulu swung open the door "Welcome to Lulu's home!" she shouted cheerfully, until she identified Sona on her doorstep, glaring at the woman's bosom. "Oh." she said coldly, grimacing as the mute quickly shuffled some papers around. Handing her what would prove to be the first of a dozen letters, Lulu skimmed through it as she motioned the mute in, Sona bowing her head to avoid the ceiling as she slowly made her way through the surprisingly large home. Crumpling the paper loudly, Lulu tossed it aside and waved away the Mute's attempts to hand her another one, instead pointing to her Yordle-sized couch as she continued down the hallway. Complying, Sona sat quietly as she heard Lulu rummage around in the other room. Walking out into the light, Lulu was dressed in her 'Wicked' costume, again. In that moment Sona felt her lower half go into overdrive, an unmistakable wetness overwhelming her as her breathing grew harsh, her cheeks reddening. Staring coldly down at the girl, Lulu raised her staff over her head, before swinging it down almost violently "SMALLIFY" she screamed, a dangerous purple glow surrounding Sona before the woman began to shrink into her clothes, the fabric quickly covering her up until it was almost like she wasn't there. Casting her staff aside, Lulu quickly pulled the fabric away revealing the tiny and completely naked Sona, glazed by the dampness that was contained in her panties. Smiling, Lulu lifted her dress by the hem, showing Sona her bare cunt "This is where you'll go, my little dewdrop." she explained, before taking a seat on the couch and spreading her legs, greedily grabbing the tiny mute and arranging her limbs. Taking her legs first, Lulu forced Sona in, licking her lips as she felt the mute's initial struggle against the control Lulu had over her and the tightness of her pussy.
Unsurprisingly quick Sona had tired herself out, and Lulu continued her work, slowly pumping the girl in and out of her slick hole, moaning lightly as she watched the lewdness expressed on Sona's face become more and more dramatic. Soon enough they were both breathing heavily, with Lulu's eager slit leaking fluids all over the Mute, who could barely breathe through the lewd glaze she was given. Despite that, or maybe because of it Sona found herself on fire, her hands desperately working her own pussy until she finally hit her peak, her mouth filling with Lulu's juices as she moaned in complete silence, shaking wildly from within the Yordle as her climax hit hard. Almost as if synchronized, Lulu began bucking her hips in response, her tongue hanging out as her eyes rolled back, her back arching off of the couch, before she fell back down, sliding out of consciousness as she felt her entire body go limp in satisfaction. Drifting into a comfortable sleep Lulu hiccuped, and Sona found herself that much smaller, buried in the sleeping yordle's hole, forgotten.