"About going to a party?" The three-inch-tall freshman shrugged. "Uh... I don't know. I think I'd rather stay in, if that's alright with you."

Zoe nodded. "Yeah, I'm good with that." She smiled. "I mean, we've still got half of season six of My Hero to get through."

Samara rolled her eyes. "Geez, don't have too much fun without me."

"Yeah, yeah," giggled Zoe. "Stay safe, watch your drink."

"Thanks," said her roommate, already moving back toward the door. "Don't wait up for me tonight. I'll probably be at Ophelia's again."

"'Kay. Have fun!"

When the door slammed shut, the room was silent. Then Zoe's stomach grumbled.

"So," she said, looking down at her three-inch-tall crush. "You wanna order a pizza?"

Max grinned. "You read my mind."

*

Three more episodes of My Hero Academia later, the two lovebirds were digging into two extra-cheese pizzas—a tiny fraction of a single slice for Max and the rest for Zoe. Max had a feeling that all this cheese wasn't going to do his new guardian's digestive system any favors, but right now, he didn't care. Looking up at the huge, cute, curvy, nerdy goddess in front of him, she seemed like everything he'd been waiting for and more—and once he figured out a way to return to normal size, their relationship would be perfect.

"Hey," said Zoe, her mouth full of cheese and crust. "I've been thinking."

"Yeah?" Max swallowed a big, gooey chunk of pizza. "About what?"

"Well..." Zoe brushed some crumbs off her face. "I guess I just want to make sure we're on the same page about what we're doing here."

Still chewing, Max tilted his head to one side. "Like, getting me back to normal?"

"That, and... y'know." She gestured between the two of them. "This."

"What about it?"

"Like..." She shrugged, visibly nervous. "What are we?"

"I-I'd like to be boyfriend and girlfriend!" Seeing Zoe's eyes go wide, Max flinched. "Unless you don't... that's fine too, but-"

Once again, before the tiny freshman could finish trying to undermine his own answer, he found himself being picked up and pressed against his giant girlfriend's still very greasy lips. This kiss wasn't quite as pleasant as their previous few, although the knowledge that it signified the beginning of their relationship was more than enough to compensate.

"I was hoping you'd say something like that," said Zoe, pulling him away, her big brown eyes sparkling.

BRAAAAPPPPP

As the blue-haired giantess's latest fart slowly wafted up around them, both freshmen paused—then they burst out laughing.

"Sorry," giggled Zoe, waving a hand in front of her face, "hope that didn't ruin the moment."

"You're fine," said Max, "I mean, it's a lot easier to deal with when I'm not stuck in the back of your underwear."

"Low blow." Zoe laughed. "Anyway... do you wanna keep watching this, or..."

"Netflix and Chill again?"

Zoe smiled. 

*

By the end of the night, Max and Zoe had managed to give each other at least two more orgasms. Buried between his new girlfriend's big, soft tits, beneath her big, juicy buttocks or deep inside her pussy, the tiny freshman was immersed in another overwhelming cycle of pleasure unlike anything he'd ever dared to dream of—and while he still had no idea if he'd be stuck like this forever, some small part of him was already getting used to it. He was covered in sweat and cum, the whole room reeked of stale pizza, sex and farts, and there was nowhere he'd rather be.

"Phew," said Zoe, laying down on her thoroughly ruined sheets. "I know we're trying to grow you back and all... but I'm really gonna miss having you inside me like this."

"Yeah," breathed Max, nestled back in her cleavage. "Maybe we could wait until Monday to talk to Veronica... Z-Zoe?"

Above him, Zoe was already fast asleep. Shaking his head and smiling, the tiny freshman snuggled even further into the valley between her big, soft breasts and closed his eyes. While he was unsure what tomorrow would bring, he felt secure in the knowledge that his new girlfriend would be with him every step of the way.