When Max woke up, he was surrounded by Bella's ass. Based on the subtle back-and-forth motion of the voluptuous influencer's hips, she seemed to be up and walking around somewhere—and beyond her huge cheeks, it sounded very, very loud. Remembering the Snap his giant captor had sent to her fuck-buddy earlier in the day, Max could only conclude that this was the House Diana keg party.
 
For Bella, gatherings like these were just a formality. As the uncontested queen bee of House Fortuna, she had some level of informal obligation to make an appearance at all of Ventus's hottest parties—especially now, with Crystal already gunning to take her place. Still, as tedious and low-stakes as campus events often were, it was never too much of an inconvenience. All she had to do was show up, have a drink or two, and select a girl to bring home and help her get off.
 
Tonight's gathering was one of the biggest she'd ever attended, a full-stop rager that took up every inch of House Diana's huge multipurpose room. There were at least several hundred people present, mostly girls—and just a few hours into the evening, most were already very drunk. The lights were low, a strobing mix of red, blue, purple, orange and green LEDs, the whole space smelled like weed, and the air was filled with the sounds of top 40 pop music and raucous laughter.
 
"Ohmigod, Bella!"
 
"Huh?" Hearing her name through the din of the crowd, the giant influencer turned and resisted the urge to grimace. "Oh, hey Crystal."
 
"Hiii," the short blonde freshman trilled, leaning in for a hug. Wearing her usual long sleeve pink and white shirt, blue booty shorts, white thigh-high socks and designer sneakers, with a face full of expensive makeup, she was unapologetically dressed to impress. "Sooo good to see you."
 
Forcing a smile, Bella accepted her upstart rival's hug—taking no pleasure in the fact that Crystal's hair smelled absolutely incredible. "Uh, yeah, you too."
 
"Wait, we GOTTA get a selfie." Clearly several drinks deep already, Crystal sounded even more grating than ever. "Our followers are gonna freak!"
 
"Oh, uh..." Before Bella could push back, her new housemate had already gotten her phone out and started snapping.
 
"Damn, girl," Crystal giggled, stooping down for a shot with her face just a few inches from the curvy senior's chest, "you're looking like a fucking SNACK tonight!"
 
Bella frowned. Just a month into their time under one roof, Crystal's arrival in House Fortuna was already proving to be a massive headache. While Bella still enjoyed a comfortable lead in total followers, the upstart freshman's meteoric rise showed no signs of slowing down any time soon—and if it kept going that way, it was entirely possible she would find herself eclipsed by the end of the semester. For now, of course, she was still the top dog of the house—but based on the sinister twinkle in Crystal's eyes whenever she saw her, she already seemed to be counting down the days until her ascension.
 
"Thanks," said the giant influencer, struggling not to cringe as Crystal pulled her in close for a final cheek-to-cheek selfie.
 
"Yassss!" Crystal squealed. "Ugh, we really gotta collab sometime. I mean, I'm right next door!"
 
"I know," said Bella, not needing any reminder about that. As the second most followed girl in the house, Crystal had been allowed to move right into one of the house's most luxe rooms — just one wall away from Bella — and had already proven herself to be quite the noisy neighbor, spending most nights hosting a rotating cast of friends and fuck-buddies. "Well... good to see you. I'm gonna go mingle."
 
"Already?" said Crystal, looking up from her phone. "Wait, can I get one more pic?"
 
"I-" Feeling the ditzy blonde crouching behind her for a final selfie with her famous booty, Bella sighed.
 
"Perfect." Crystal giggled. "Anyway, love ya, bitch!"
 
Watching the perpetually-irksome freshman disappear into the crowd, Bella shook her head. While both of them were pretty far from being regular, down-to-earth undergrads, there was something about Crystal that really didn't sit right with her. From the highlights Bella heard through their shared wall when the blonde 18-year-old was alone with her inner circle of friends and sycophants, her upbeat, bubbly demeanor masked a disturbing lack of empathy and serious anger problems.
 
Meanwhile, still buried down in her ass, Max was having one of the most surreal nights of his life. Of all the hot, popular e-girls in House Fortuna, few took up more space on his own feeds than Size Queen Crystal. He'd had a feeling that she and Bella probably knew each other well enough to say hello, but witnessing them talk was another thing altogether—the stuff of some kind of big, horny crossover episode.
 
PPPRRRAAAAAAPPPPPP
 
Relaxing her anus and letting out a little of the gas she'd been holding in during her exchange with her neighbor and feeling her tiny captive squirming around between her cheeks in response, Bella smiled. While the shrunken boy seemed to be holding up much better than any of her previous fans, he clearly was still not a fan of her farts. Not that she cared what he thought, of course. As far as she was concerned, he'd forfeited his person-hood as soon as he'd showed up in her common room.
 
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Feeling yet another of Bella's farts rippling into his face, Max gagged. So far, his second-ever college party was even more of a mixed bag than the first. Of course, at least this time, he was actually conscious—bu, based on how heavy his eyelids were getting after several lungfuls of Bella's gas, he wasn't sure how long he'd be able to keep that up.
 
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The next fart was so long and wet that Max swore he was going to suffocate—and yet, somehow, he didn't. Part of him was seriously starting to wonder if whatever he'd been dosed with had something to do with that, but he didn't have long to think before his captor's fumes finally got the better of him. Noticing her tiny butt-boy's struggles slowly coming to a stop, Bella gave her cheeks a final clench for good measure and went to refresh her drink. Then, she heard someone else calling her name.
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