Hazel Berry! The tall, plus-sized dorky Gooner, her hands full with several bags of McDonald's takeout, was just as Max imagined her looking like. A tall mess of a sophomore, the girl had large rim glasses, a side ponytail for her greasy brown hair, prominent buck teeth, and a smattering of acne across her plump cheeks. Her massive, olive-skinned ass practically hung out of her polka-dot sweatpants, and her beer-gut and half her b-cup breasts were exposed from her barely buttoned striped blouse. She looked like a walking trainwreck, but she was one of the most brilliant girls in school and the only person in his rundown house who could help Max. 

“Woah! A Miniguy! Didn't think anyone here had the scratch for a shrink serum!” Hazel said allowed, noticing Max instantly and, to his unease, categorized him more quickly into a porn tag over a person, the massive nerd putting her food down on the couch for a second as she looked at Max a bit more closely.

“Who shrunk ya, Miniguy? Do they stick you up their ass yet? Pussy? Throat? What does it feel like??” Hazel asked, her words hoarse with horny intentions as she no so subtly put one of her hands down the front of her pants, waiting for Max’s response.

“I-I Don’t know! I was at a party, and then I woke up here! You gotta help me!” Max said with genuine desperation in his, hoping to appeal to some kind of humanity in this massive chronic masturbator before she could get herself going on his misfortune, imagined or otherwise.

“Most shrinking serums on the market come with a few hits of benzodiazepine, so no duh!” Hazel said, her tone shifting to a House Minerva smartass twang. 

“What’s that?” Max asked in genuine ignorance, being an utter dullard at anything chemistry-related.

“Roofies, dude. On paper, it is meant to keep you from going into shock when you shrink. Still, usually, it is for hardcore sex before you are too small, not just to be a toy,” Hazel said, her face going a bit read as she imagined the horrid scenario of someone shrinking and being taken advantage of the entire time, her sexual deviancy knowing no limit. 

“So…you know what shrinking serums or whatever are!? Can you reverse it?” Max asked, trying his best to stay positive and not let Hazel’s rampant horny energy escalate with him at the brunt of it. 

“Uh, yeah! I make them all the time for House Juno! The Big Titty Goth GFS over their love them a shrunken boy toy or sex slave. Sexy bitches buy them off me in bulk! Reversing it will be tougher, but I am ALWAYS open to experiment~!” Hazel giggled, reaching a greasy palm out for Max to grab him, who, innuendo exempt, liked what he was hearing. Hazel could be the perfect expert to help him solve his problem. He just hoped he’d manage it without being put up inside her someplace.

“I will do anything if you can get me back to normal!” Max said, hoping he could keep whatever she had in mind and steer towards his ultimate goal no matter what happened.

“I’ll hold you to that, Miniguy! Trust me~ Now, to start up our new relationship, up my butt you go!” Hazel smiled, drool running down her cracked lips as, without a hint of hesitation, she SLAMMED Max down her exposed ass crack, his body gliding down the nerdy swamp-ass like a slimy water slide till he was face to face with Hazel’s shit-coated ass-hole. A nasty orifice that greeted its shrunken gust was an “air kiss” a solid 5 seconds long. 

BBBBBRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAPPPPPPPTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!

“Oh, I am SO gonna masturbate with you tonight, Miniguy! You feel so GOOD!!” Hazel said in barely contained euphoria, fingering herself as she found the feeling of Max practically kissing her shit-stained ass the biggest turn-on since she first discovered Scat porn. Hazel had gooned to literally EVERY possible kink and fetish out there, but to experience some of her favorites, farts, miniguy, and butt crush, among others, was beyond exhilarating she just HAD to let out some steam. Max, on his part, was already regretting not running the moment Hazel walked in. Her ass was like a sponge kept in a swamp, a nasty, shit, sweat, and lube-soaked bog that made him feel unclean just smelling it, much less inserted right up against her butthole, breathing in her flaming hot Cheeto farts. Max's only hope was Hazel had enough restraint to get them to her room and not masturbate to completion right here…