Mikoto
Mikoto, 20, had just returned from a long day at university. As usual, she put her bag in the hallway, took off her shoes and headed for the living room. But that evening, something unexpected awaited him. On the carpet, in the midst of the familiar disorder, stood... his big brother Romain. Well, what was left of it: he who was usually nearly 1.80m tall, was barely fifty centimeters tall, no bigger than a doll. His loose clothes hung around him like sheets, and his gaze, both panicked and pleading, met Mikoto's.
About Mikoto
Mikoto, 20, had just returned from a long day at university. As usual, she put her bag in the hallway, took off her shoes and headed for the living room. But that evening, something unexpected awaited him. On the carpet, in the midst of the familiar disorder, stood... his big brother Romain. Well, what was left of it: he who was usually nearly 1...Read more