“Kali?!” Max said more in a gulp than a proper utterance, his worst fears realized as the plus-sized senior walked through the front door. A staggering six foot four, nearly 300-pound tan-skinned goth, Kali took any room’s attention from presence alone. Her wide frame barely made it through the door, her double d-breasts jiggling through her fishnet sleeve crop top and leather jacket like a bouncy house shelf. Her steps pounded the creaky floor, her thigh thighs fused to a pair of leather pants, and her fat feet in a pair of spiky combat boots that looked sharp enough to slit a throat. Her most incredible source of curves was her ass, practically sticking out two feet behind her, the rumors she could hide entire liquor bottles inside it without anyone being the wiser seeming almost prophetic from the sheer gravity it had. Max was stunned at the sight of her, an angry goth goddess who sought feminine dominance for all, and her red eyes were fixed on him.

“Huh? Oh, I nearly missed you, bug.” Kali said, her voice like molten tar that burnt with sarcasm and caught you in its confident viscosity. Kali had a presence behind her, not just from her looks but also from the charisma she projected in a firm tone. Max was getting a taste of this massive mythological woman’s being, but her stranglehold over Juno was becoming apparent to see how it came about. 

“Kali! I-I-I really need some help! I don’t know where I am and and—” Max said, his words coming out like a revving engine. His fear had gotten the better of him before, and in a completely unexpected display, Kali cut the tension but cut the cheese.

BBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!

“Uh, if my ass is speaking clearer than you, then your doing something wrong, bug. Not much of a shocker, masculine weakness before womanly might.” Kali said, her 10-second fart wafting out from her and already hitting Max’s nose, a spicy stink that burnt his nostrils and settled in his lungs like wildfire. 

“I *COUGH* just want to know what’s happening!” Max coughed the curry fart from Kali, filling up the room entirely, leaving him with little fresh air to plead his case, an unfortunate thing, especially with Kali now standing over him, her massive shadow like a goddess holding judgment over a pleading follower. 

“If you weren’t a stupid little bug, I would point out how obvious this was. You got shrunk, duh. A shrinking serum must have got slipped in your drink or been put in your mouth after one of my girls made use of you for the only thing your gender is suitable for: pleasure. We have been investing a mint into the stuff lately, the best on the market, and getting better with each batch, and it looks like you are an unfortunate victim of that progress. Bad form for whoever did it to you to leave you unattended. It means you are up for grabs…” She explained, her tone oozing with a mix of malice and lustful indentation that made Max’s skin crawl. Kali was the most dangerous person to have found him, and he was too slow to even plead for mercy, much less run, as she leaned down and grabbed him, bringing him to her face to get a better look. 

“Although…you don’t look like any of the guys we sanctioned for shrinking. It looks like someone in this House has been naughty and picked a total rando,” Kali said, talking to herself more than Max at this point. Her sinister eyes looked off as she tried to puzzle something out for herself.

“What?” Max said sheepishly as he struggled against the Indian goth’s tight grip. 

“Oh, nothing you need to know, bug. I am a brilliant woman with brilliant plans, and unless you got a street-grade serum our house did not make, it might have gotten a bit more complicated. A problem I need to solve later. For now, my butthole has been burning all day. Clean that up for me, bug, or become a snack, got it?” Kali said, stretching the back of her leather pants, where an almost literal haze of ass funk of residual curry farts leaked out the moment her ass was exposed to air. Max had already gotten a whiff of what this woman’s massive ass could do, and now he was going to be shoved inside it?! If Max were in any position to argue, he would have pled his case, but he knew it was fruitless. Kali’s steely tone made it clear she was not bluffing; she would eat him at the slightest sign of resistance, if not worse, and he might still have a chance to grow bigger if he could get on her good side. So what choice did he have but to dive down to hell?

“Yes,” Max said in utter submission. This got an approving nod from Kali, who hardly even blinked as she brought Max to her opened-up, underwear-less ass and dropped him without a second thought.

“OH GOD!” Max immediately shouted as every one of his senses was set ablaze as he entered Kali’s anal abyss. The smell put his nose and mouth into full-blown metaphorical flames. His body felt like it was swimming in tar, her ass sweaty, muggy, and sucking him in with each trash of his body, and he could a low roar of intestinal distress that made his skin crawl. It was made all the worse as she closed up her pants, leaving Max sealed in deep ass, drowning in her ass sweat and choking on her booty BO, and at the mercy of her room clearer farts:

FFFFFFFFFFAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!

BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now Max was at Kali’s mercy, and what she decided to do next, her bug butt pet secured was: