Again, Max froze. "How?"

"Well..." Daisy's eyes drifted over to her bed. "You want me to clean you off?"

"I... s-sure," said Max, not opposed to the idea of no longer being covered in the giant shut-in's pussy juice. "You mean, like in the sink or something?"

Daisy shook her head. "You really don't wanna see the ladies' room in here. I was thinking something a little more..." She hesitated. "Maybe it's easier if I just show you."

Before Max could ask what she meant, his giant, slobby captor reached over and picked him up again—and started raising him toward her mouth!

"Wait, no—DAISY!" As he felt the massive girl's tongue guiding him into her gaping maw, he was hit with another wave of conflicting sensations. Once her big, full lips finished closing around him, his entire world was warm, wet, slimy darkness. As terrifying as it was to wonder if he was about to end up as Buttzilla's latest snack, the feeling of her huge, hungry tongue eagerly exploring his tiny body was undeniably pleasurable—and as it brushed against his cock, he couldn't help a little moan from slipping out. "Ohhhh..."

"Mmmh," purred Daisy, settling into bed and sneaking a hand into the front of her sweatpants. "Fuck, you taste good..."

For several minutes, the assault on Max's senses continued. He was entirely at Daisy's mercy—and while part of him wasn't thrilled to be losing his virginity to the grossest girl on campus, another, much more significant part of him was loving every second of it. Her tongue was everywhere, intent on covering him from head to toe in sour saliva, and every time it found his groin, it got harder and harder to resist her ministrations. "Fuck, I... Daisy..."

"Mmm," giggled the giant shut-in, already well on the way to an orgasm of her own. "You like that, Max?"

Unable to hold it in any longer, Max let out a low groan—and then he was cumming. Feeling the shrunken freshman in her mouth going tense, Daisy smiled. She wasn't far behind herself.

"Mmmh, f-fuck," she groaned, her fingers moving faster and faster. "Oh, fuck, I'm—MMMPH!"

Sending herself over the edge of a toe-curling orgasm with a few final circles around her clit, Daisy thankfully resisted the urge to swallow. One of her favorite go-to gooning routines involved getting herself off several times while going through a pack of extra-large gummy bears and pretending they were members of the Ventus football team—and today, she had to remind herself that the shrunken young man in her mouth was the real thing. Then, bringing her sticky hand up to her lips, she carefully withdrew Max's still slow-moving form and placed him down on her chest.

"Wow," said Max, now even slimier than before. So far, this was already shaping up to be the single weirdest day of his life.

"Yeah," panted Daisy, "Wow. Was that, uh... was that your first time?"

"It was," said Max, unsure why he was smiling while he said this. On the one hand, if word got out that he'd hooked up with the girl known to most at Ventus as Buttzilla, he'd be a laughingstock for the rest of his time at school. On the other hand, it was hard to deny how good she'd just made him feel.

"Same." Daisy blushed. "Sorry if I came on a little strong at first. I just get kinda... pent up sometimes."

"No worries," said Max, too caught up basking in the afterglow to give the whole situation much serious thought. "I get that way too, sometimes."

"What? A cute guy like you?" Daisy looked genuinely surprised. "I would have thought you'd be crawling in girls at a school like Ventus."

"Not really," sighed Max. "I mean... before today, I'd never even kissed a girl."

"Really?" Daisy's blush grew. "Well, um, if you wanted... I'd be happy to help you out with that."

prraaaaaaapppppp

From Max's current perch on Daisy's chest, about a foot from the blast zone, the smell was enough to send him into another coughing fit. While this girl was significantly kinder and gentler than her campus reputation, her farts were still every bit as bad as all the rumors. 

"Sorry," said Daisy, redder than ever. "I kinda thought that would would be quieter."

Waving a hand in front of his face, Max forced a laugh. "It's alright."

"Thanks." Daisy smiled. "You're a really nice guy, you know that?"

Max shrugged. "I try."

"So, uh." Again, Daisy hesitated. "About that kiss..."

While the room didn't exactly smell like romance to Max, he found himself hard-pressed to say no—partially because it seemed like his survival hinged on staying on her good side and partially because a growing part of him actually did want to kiss her. "Sure!"

"C-cool," said Daisy, picking him up again and bringing him to her lips. 

Their first kiss was sloppy and a little off-center, but neither of them cared. As the giant shut-in's lips wrapped around the shrunken freshman's entire head, he did his best to reciprocate—and as her tongue snaked out to give his face a few playful licks, he was practically shivering with pleasure. By the time she set him back down on her chest, he was rock hard again.

"T-thank you," said Max, giddier than ever. "That was awesome."

"Yeah, you too," said Daisy, smiling again—but this time, with a strange note of sadness in her expression. "Listen, uh... before we go any further here, there's something you should probably know."

After all the roller-coaster ups and downs this morning had already entailed, Max wasn't sure he liked the sound of this. "What's that?" 

"Well..." The 20-year-old shut-in took a deep breath. "I'm guessing you've never heard of shrinking serum?"

"Uh... no," said Max. "I can't say I have."

"It's pretty niche. Super expensive to buy, but a couple girls on campus make their own. I guess there's a couple different chemicals that do it. You drop a little in someone's drink, and they wake up your size the next day." She sighed. "There's one or two guys like you who end up in here every year."

Max froze. The possibility that his condition wasn't some kind of one-off fluke was reassuring, but Daisy's tone suggested there was more to come. "Here as in Proserpina? What happens to them?"

Daisy grimaced. "They get claimed. Most of them end up as sex toys. The problem is..." Again, she sighed. "All those serums are permanent."

"You mean..." Max went white. "There's no antidote?"

Daisy shook her head. "I'm really sorry, Max."

Max was speechless. Up until now, the only thing that had been keeping him going was the goal of getting back to normal—but if what Daisy was saying was true, the life he'd known before last night was gone forever. He had a feeling he wouldn't get his head around the gravity of that revelation for a long time.

"But, y'know, it could be worse!" Seeing the devastated look on the shrunken freshman's face, the giant shut-in did her best to reassure him. "At least I found you first! All you have to do is stick with me, and I'll make sure no one else in here messes with you."

"Here?" Max couldn't believe what he was hearing. "But, like... what am I going to do?"

"All kinds of things! We can play games, watch movies..." Daisy blushed again. "Have sex. Whatever you want!"

Despite Daisy's clear good intentions and kind-hearted demeanor, it was hard for Max to imagine a more depressing future for himself—especially after spending most of the last several years dreaming about his time in college. Yesterday, he'd been a full-sized young man in the prime of his life. Now, his best-case scenario seemed to be becoming some kind of live-in shrunken boyfriend for the biggest, smelliest girl in school. "But, like... forever?"

Daisy shrugged. "I mean, it's up to you. I'm happy to try and find a way to grow you back. I'm just saying, based on everything I've seen around here in the last three years, I wouldn't get your hopes up."

"Okay," said Max, forcing himself to try and look on the bright side. Even though his future seemed bleaker than ever, the fact that Daisy was willing to help him out was better than nothing. "So... what now?"