Round Two! Shrunken First Semester chapter 10 by maximally

Daisy didn’t even hesitate. She looked at Max, then back at Hazel, and smiled. “Why not?”

Hazel’s grin widened. “I had a feeling my technique would win you over.”

Before Max could say anything, Hazel reached down and plucked him off the bed. He barely had time to shout before she dropped him straight into her mouth.

“Hey—!”

Daisy’s head snapped around. “Hazel, what the fuck are you doing?!”

“Don’t worry, he’th fine,” Hazel said around him, already reaching back to spread Daisy’s cheeks again.

Inside Hazel’s mouth, Max was in chaos. It was hotter, slimier, and much ranker than Daisy’s. Her tongue rolled over him greedily, tasting every inch of his body while her fuzzy teeth pressed in from both sides. For one terrifying second, he was sure she was actually going to swallow him.

Then she spat him back out into her palm.

Max barely had time to gasp for air before Hazel was already moving him toward Daisy’s spread ass.

“Wait,” he stammered. “Hazel, hold on—!”

“Shhh.” Hazel’s voice was low and excited. “You’re gonna love this.”

Then, without another word, she pressed his spit-slicked body right up against Daisy’s huge, twitching asshole.

Daisy shivered. “Oooh…”

Max squirmed in panic as the hot, puffy ring of muscle flexed against him. Thanks to Hazel’s spit, he was slippery — and Hazel was already pushing.

With a wet, obscene sound, Max’s head slipped inside.

Then his chest.

Then his legs.

Hazel kept pushing until only her fingertip remained, then slowly withdrew it.

Max was gone.

He was inside Daisy’s ass.

The heat was suffocating. The smell was a hundred times worse than anything he’d experienced so far — thick, fermented, and utterly overwhelming. The walls of her rectum pulsed and squeezed around him, hot and slick and alive. Every tiny movement Daisy made sent him sliding deeper.

Then Hazel’s tongue returned.

Daisy moaned loudly as Hazel went back to work, and Max felt every vibration. Every clench. Every time Daisy came, her rectum would spasm hard around him, squeezing and rippling while another hot, wet fart blasted past his tiny body — trapped with nowhere to go.

He was drowning in her.

Over and over.

Daisy came again. Then again. Each orgasm seemed to pull him deeper, her body treating him like nothing more than a toy to clench around while Hazel worshipped her from the outside.

At one point, through the haze of heat and pressure, Max heard Daisy’s voice above him — breathless and satisfied.

“Y’know…” she panted, reaching back to gently tousle Hazel’s hair, “I think I could get used to this.”

Hazel pulled back just enough to speak, her voice muffled against Daisy’s cheek.

“Yeah? Maybe we make this a regular thing?”

Daisy let out a shaky little laugh, still riding the aftershocks.

“Maybe we do.”

She clenched again, hard, pulling Max even deeper into her sweltering, stinking depths.

“Now… keep going?”

Hazel grinned against her ass.

“Yes, ma’am.”

*

By the time Daisy and Hazel finally collapsed onto the bed together, nearly five hours had passed.

The room reeked of sex, sweat, and farts. Both girls were glistening with a thick layer of bodily fluids, their bodies heavy and exhausted. Daisy lay on her back, one arm thrown over her eyes, chest still rising and falling. Hazel was curled against her side, lazily tracing circles on Daisy’s huge, sweat-slicked breast with one sticky finger.

For a long while, neither of them spoke.

Then Hazel lifted her head slightly.

“So…” she said, voice hoarse. “You just gonna leave miniguy cooking in there overnight, or…?”

Daisy’s eyes snapped open.

“Oh, crap—”

She sat up so fast the bed creaked in protest, suddenly wide awake. In all the haze of orgasms and Hazel’s tongue, she had completely forgotten about the tiny freshman currently trapped inside her ass.

Hazel snorted, clearly amused by the look of dawning horror on Daisy’s face. “I’m sure he’s thinking the same thing. You want me to tongue him out for you?”

“No,” Daisy said quickly, already rolling out of bed and grabbing her discarded clothes. “I got it. Gimme a sec.”

“Don’t run too fast,” Hazel called after her, giggling. “You’ll shart him out!”

Daisy didn’t dignify that with a response. She power-walked down the hall as fast as her massive body would allow, muttering under her breath the entire way.

The only semi-functional toilet in the Proserpina bathrooms was at the far end of the hall. Daisy barely made it into the stall before yanking her sweatpants down and dropping onto the seat with a heavy whumph, her huge ass spilling over the sides.

Biting her lip, she focused and gently pushed.

Max came out with a wet, humiliating plop, landing in the cold water below.

He sputtered back to consciousness instantly, jolted awake by the freezing temperature. For a few disorienting seconds he had no idea where he was — only that everything smelled like Daisy’s ass and he was surrounded by water. Then he looked up and saw her massive, anxious face peering down at him from between her spread thighs.

“Hey, Max,” Daisy said, voice small and guilty. “Sorry about that. I think I just… kinda forgot you were in there. Heat of the moment and everything.”

Max shivered violently, teeth chattering. He was naked, freezing, and sitting in toilet water. Not exactly the ideal conditions for a serious conversation.

“Oh,” he managed. “N-no worries.”

He really didn’t have the energy to make her feel worse right now. Not when he was this close to hypothermia.

Daisy’s face crumpled with relief and embarrassment. “You mind if I…?”

“Yeah. Please.”

She reached down and carefully plucked him out of the bowl, holding him in her palm like something fragile. Even through his exhaustion, Max could see how red her ears were.

“Probably not the most pleasant place to be,” she mumbled.

“No,” Max agreed, still dripping. “Thanks, Daisy.”

She smiled, soft and sheepish. “Of course.”

For a moment, neither of them spoke. Daisy just stood there in the stall, holding him, clearly working up the nerve to say something else.

“I’m sorry about the serum thing too,” she said eventually. “I know it’s… a lot. That it’s gonna be a while before we can get you back to normal.”

Max let out a slow breath.

A year. Maybe more.

The reality of it was finally starting to sink in now that the haze of sex and survival had faded. He was going to be three inches tall for his entire freshman year. Maybe longer. And the only person standing between him and becoming a permanent toy for the rest of House Proserpina was the same girl who had just accidentally forgotten him inside her ass for several hours.

“Yeah,” he said quietly. “Seems like you and Hazel had a good time tonight, though.”

Daisy’s blush deepened. “We did. She’s… interesting.”

“That’s one way to put it.”

Before either of them could say more, the bathroom door creaked open.

“Everything good in there, D?” Hazel’s voice called out.

“Yeah, we’re good,” Daisy answered, shooting Max a tired but amused look. “Thanks, Hazel.”

A second later, Hazel pushed open the stall door like she owned the place.

“What are you guys talking about?”

“Well…” Daisy looked down at Max, then back up at her neighbor. “You, actually.”

Hazel’s grin returned instantly. “Gushing to miniguy about my tongue game?”

“Something like that.” Daisy hesitated, then took a small breath. After everything that had happened tonight, the words came easier than they normally would have. “Listen… I had a really good time tonight.”

“Me too,” Hazel said, watching her carefully.

"Cool." Daisy took a deep breath. "Maybe, uh... if you're into it, we could..."

Hazel raised an eyebrow, smirking. “Are you asking me out, D?”

Daisy’s face went bright red. “Y-yeah. I was.”

Hazel’s smirk softened into something warmer.

“Then the answer’s yes.”

Daisy let out a shaky little laugh, clearly relieved. “Cool. That’s… really cool.”

For a moment, the two of them just smiled at each other. Then Hazel’s eyes drifted down to Max, still sitting naked and damp in Daisy’s palm.

“What about miniguy here?”

Daisy looked down at him too.

For a few seconds, she was quiet, clearly thinking. Then she spoke.