Staring at Zoe and her three-inch-tall naked boy toy with a mix of surprise and amusement, Samara smiled. "Did you shrink this guy? Is that why you've been so weird all morning?"

"N-no!" Zoe shook her head. "I mean, I didn't shrink him. I just found him like this in the common room, and now I'm trying to help him get back to normal."

Eyeing her roommate's big, panty-clad rump, Samara's smile grew. "Hang on... did you have him up your ass this whole time?"

"I... well..." Zoe sighed. "You were coming in, and I didn't want to get him in trouble. So..."

"Dude." By now, Samara was grinning. "You've got a shrunken boyfriend, and you were worried I was gonna be mad about it? That's fucking awesome!"

"W-well," said Zoe, looking down at Max with a nervous smile. "W-we're not officially..."

Samara scoffed. "Sticking a guy up your ass and making him smell your farts all morning sounds pretty official to me. That's some seriously kinky shit, dude! I mean, no judgment or anything. I know a ton of Juno girls who are into that. Just didn't think you had it in you."

Zoe's face went redder than ever. "Look, can you please just not tell Vee about this?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah, of course." Samara chuckled. "You really thought I'd do that to you?"

"I dunno," said the blue-haired freshman, allowing herself a sigh of relief. "I just know you're not big on guys."

"I mean, just because I'm not doesn't mean you can't be. I'm your number one wing-woman here, remember?"

"Thanks, Sam." Zoe giggled nervously. "This is Max, by the way."

"H-hey," said Max, stepping forward on his classmate's palm and offering a half-hearted wave. Staring up at the giant, strikingly pretty Indian nerd, still more than a little dizzy from all the farts he'd been forced to breathe for the past thirty minutes, his usual inability to form complete sentences around cute girls was even worse than ever. "S-Sam, was it?"

"Yeah." Samara nodded. "'Sup, little dude. How's the weather down there? In Zo's ass, I mean."

"Sam!" Zoe frowned. "Be nice!"

"Alright, alright," she said, chuckling. "I guess I'll leave you two lovebirds to it?"

"Yeah, sure," said Zoe, looking down at her tiny classmate and then back to her roommate and smiling again. "A-also… I think I'm gonna need our room for a couple hours."

Samara grinned. "I literally thought you'd never ask."

*

On the way back to House Minerva, Max was treated to a ride in Zoe's shirt. Nestled down in her cleavage to hide him from any passing classmates or faculty members, he finally gave himself permission to relax a little. While Zoe had already worked up a good sweat on the walk to and from the dining hall, and her big, soft boobs were every bit as overwhelming as her butt at his diminished size, he was a million times more comfortable in here than he'd been when she'd had him pressed against her asshole, huffing farts. Maybe, just maybe, things were actually starting to go his way.

By the time the two freshmen got back to Zoe's dorm room, with Max's tiny face right up against the giant nerd's huge chest, he could feel both of their hearts beating faster than ever.

"Okay," said Zoe, closing and locking her door. "So... um..." She blushed. "What I was gonna say before Sam came in, was, I..."

"I like you too!" Realizing what he'd just blurted out, Max's face went bright red again. "I mean, unless you were gonna say-" 

Before he could finish his anxious disclaimer, his giant blue-haired classmate picked him up and pressed his tiny face up to her big, full lips, wrapping him in the biggest kiss he'd ever had—technically, his first ever. Enveloped in her soft, tender embrace, all he could do was allow himself to go limp and let her take the lead. When she pulled him away several blissful seconds later, a thin strand of drool connecting his face to her tongue, he was visibly aroused. 

"Yeah," said Zoe, noticing the growing situation below her shrunken classmate's waist and feeling her face flush. "That's what I was trying to say." 

"C-cool!" Sitting in Zoe's palm, his head and torso coated in saliva, Max was positively giddy. It was happening. His first collegiate crush, the girl he'd had his eye on since their first day of classes together, felt the same away about him. Sure, she was currently at least twenty times his size, and she'd also just spent the better part of the last hour treating him like some kind of human fart absorber, but all of that paled in comparison to the fact that she'd just kissed him. 

"So… would you want to, like…" Max hesitated. "Y'know... N-Netflix and Chill?"

"'Netflix and Chill?'" Zoe laughed. "Do people even call it that anymore?" 

Internally cringing at his own lack of smoothness, Max shrugged. "I dunno. I mean, this is kinda my first time doing anything thing like this."

"It's alright," said the giant nerd, vibrating with pent-up excitement just as much as her tiny partner. "That makes two of us. But yeah, I'm down.'"

"C-Cool!" The tiny freshman nodded eagerly. "S-so, what do you wanna watch?"

"I've been going back through My Hero Academia. Would that work?"

Again, Max had to remind himself that he wasn't dreaming—but this time, in a good way. "Yeah!" 

Zoe smiled. "Cool."