For the next several hours, the two freshmen sat together in bliss—Zoe in bed and Max back in her cleavage, binging anime on the giant blue-haired nerd's laptop. Watching the episodes fly by onscreen, feeling the warmth of his big, soft classmate all around him, the diminutive 18-year-old once again couldn't help feeling an immense sense of gratitude. After all the uncertainty and discomfort he'd gone through earlier in the morning, this felt like paradise.

"Ooh!" Cooed Zoe, sitting up and sending her big, braless boobs jiggling pleasantly around Max. "I love this part!"

Onscreen, the frost-wielding villain Geten unleashed a devastating ice attack against the super-sized heroine Mount Lady, sending her flying away—only to land, butt-first, on one of her fellow heroes, the hyper-absorbent Fat Gum. 

PAAAARRRRRPPP

For a moment, Max thought he'd misremembered the episode. Did that scene really end with Mount Lady ripping a giant-sized fart? Then, an all-too-familiar smell began to waft up to his nose, and he realized what had happened.

"Sorry," said Zoe, wincing apologetically at her tiny classmate. "Those dining hall burritos really do a number on me."

"It's alright." He smiled. "I mean, I've got it way better than Fat Gum."

"True," said Zoe, gamely laughing at another of Max's impossibly lame jokes. "Again... I'm really sorry about earlier. It'll never happen again."

"It's fine," said Max, shrugging. "Really. I mean, aside from the farts, it was kinda... fun."

"F-fun?" She blushed. "Y-you mean... you liked it down there?"

Now, it was Max's turn to blush. "A-a little, yeah. Is that weird?"

"N-no! Not at all." Zoe shook her head. Then, she giggled. "Honestly, I kinda liked it, too. Maybe I can put you back there again sometime. Without the farting, of course."

Max grinned. "Y-yeah! I'd really like that."

"Say, uh... speaking of..." For a moment, the big, curvy nerd hesitated. "Would you wanna switch over to the 'chill' part of this whole 'Netflix and Chill' thing?" 

Max gulped. "The... Oh! Y-yeah! Totally!"

"Cool," said Zoe, setting her laptop aside and plucking Max out of her cleavage. Bringing him down towards her lips, she pressed him into a second massive kiss—and as the shrunken freshman wriggled and squirmed in her grasp, her moans filled the room. After another several seconds of magic, she pulled him away and carefully placed him down on the bed in front of her.

"Just let me know if it's too much for you, okay?" She asked, smiling. "I don't wanna do anything you're not comfortable with."

"Okay," said Max, smiling back. "I'm ready."

Without another word, the curvy blue-haired nerd peeled off her baggy anime t-shirt and threw it aside, followed by her cargo pants and panties. With her huge, bare breasts, big, juicy butt and already-moist sex exposed, she looked down at her tiny classmate and beckoned him forward. Obediently, the shrunken 18-year-old approached the giantess and pressed his tiny face to her hungry folds. Then, unsure where or how to begin, he stuck out his tongue and started licking.

"Mmm!" Moaning softly, Zoe gently reached down and stroked his back with her forefinger and thumb. "That's nice. Do you mind if I just..."

Beneath her, Max was already entranced by the smell of her huge, hairy vagina. From his diminished perspective, it was absolutely overpowering—but not in a bad way. "Y-yeah, go for it!"

"Alright," she said, pressing her fingers into his back. "Hang on..."

Before Max knew what was happening, he found himself being forced into Zoe's massive, dripping pussy—and as soon as she'd pulled him all the way inside, he felt her massive muscles clamping shut around his entire body, immobilizing him in a warm, wet prison of flesh.

"Ahh..." she shuddered, already on the verge of an orgasm. This was better than any sexual experience she'd ever had—but the sensation of having Max's struggling shrunken form trapped inside her was unlike anything she'd ever even imagined possible. Feeling him deep inside her, completely at her mercy, was like all the little moments of fleeing exhilaration she'd had earlier when she'd had him in her butt combined, then multiplied by a thousand. 

For Max, it was no less overwhelming or intense. Now, buried completely inside his first college crush, he felt like nothing short of an insignificant bug, a mere instrument for his giant lover's pleasure—and he was loving every minute of it. Immersed in a warm, slick sea of love, it didn't take him long to cum several times—and based on the noises Zoe was making, she wasn't far behind herself.

"Mmm... M-MAX!!!" After a few more minutes of ecstasy, the bespectacled, blue-haired young woman finally hit her peak. The way Max was struggling inside her, the knowledge that this was the first time either of them had ever gotten off with a partner, the sheer intensity of their current connection—it was all too much. Squirting all over her bed, completely overcome with bliss, she knew her world — and Max's — would never be the same.

"Oh, wow," giggled Zoe, coming to her senses enough to notice the mess she'd made of her sheets. "I guess this is why Sam usually puts a towel down. You good down there?"

Still buried in her pussy, bathing in the afterglow of the best orgasm he'd ever had, it took all the processing power at Max's disposal to string together a coherent response. "Y-yeah... I'm good."

"Cool." Still panting heavily, the blue-haired freshman flopped back onto her pillow. "Then... would you wanna maybe try that again?"

*

By the time Samara got back to the dorm, Zoe and Max were completely exhausted. Cuddled up together under the giant girl's comforter, with Max back in Zoe's big, soft, now even-more-sweaty cleavage, the two freshmen looked like they'd spent the entire day screwing—and when Sam opened the door and saw them, she couldn't help chuckling.

"Whew!" The black-clad nerd shook her head. "Smells like you guys had fun in here."

Sharing a knowing smile with Max, Zoe nodded. "Yeah, we did. How about you?"

"Went over to Ophelia's, we got high and then her roommate tried to show us this video essay she made about femdom porn." Shrugging, the pierced math major stepped over to her bedside and grabbed a tube of black lipstick from her bedside table. "Juno girls are weird. Anyway, are you going to this Diana thing?"

"What Diana thing?"

"The kegger?" Sam tapped her phone, showing a fancy e-invitation on official House Diana letterhead. "It starts in like twenty minutes."

Zoe squinted. "Wait... what time is it now?"

"Seven-forty."

The blue-haired nerd and her tiny lover both gasped. "What?!"

Again, Sam shook her head. "Time flies when you're having fun, huh?"

"No kidding," said Zoe, looking down at Max again and grinning. "Max, what do you think?"

"About going to a party?" The three-inch-tall freshman shrugged.