Who ya gonna call? Shrunken First Semester chapter 6 by Captain Tremor and maximally

“Could you let my family know I am okay? My stepmom calls me basically every day so I’d rather her not show up looking for me.” Max grumbled. His stepmother, Victoria, was beyond smothering. College was his first escape from her since she married his dad, and even then she was finding ways to wiggle her way into his independent life. It would still be better to keep her in the loop, Max was thinking, and, in the hands of someone so qualified, like Hazel, it was likely she would leave him be. 
 
“You had me at stepmom, Miniguy! Is she hot? Do you have a few step siblings, too? Are they hot?! You know what? It doesn't matter; just the idea is enough to get me going~” Hazel purred, doing something utterly rancid in taking the last of her nuggets, opening up her nethers and using it as a makeshift sex-toy, working the fried faux-chicken in her vagina, the thing crumbling and absorbing her sweat and discharge, before pulling it right back out and swallowing it like she had not just tainted it with her sex.
 
“Mmmm love that natural flavor! But that is a yes, by the way, and let’s take care of it now! It’s just more fuel for our fuck-fest I feel~! What’s the number, Miniguy?” Hazel declared, grabbing her grease and sweat-covered phone and looking at Max expectantly.
 
“Y-yeah I’m pretty sure my Mom’s is…” Max then began to recite his stepmother’s number, thanking that Victoria had basically hammered her, and every other female family member, phone number into his head like a series of nails in a board. Hazel did as he said, typing in the digits with a speed one would think she was eagerly calling a sex hotline, and, oddly, after a solid minute of ringing, went to voicemail.
 
“Damn, must be at busy!” Max swore he wanted to speak to Victoria, the one time she was unavailable. 
 
“Is there Anyone else you want to call? A step sibling, maybe?” Hazel asked, disappointed that Max’s mother had not picked up but just as excited about another step-family member coming up to the plate.
 
“My step-sister would probably be available, but she’s…a lot…a lot…”  Max said, his step-sibling, Izzy, a twitch-streaming goth, had bullied him for years, being the golden child in Victoria’s eyes and using and abusing that privilege to use and abuse him. He was his last choice of family to call, but if he were out of options, Izzy would still tell her mom, at least, Max hoped she would. 
 
“A lot of horny for glasses wearing nerds?” Hazel softballed, her lust downright overflowing at this point.
 
“More like, full of bratty spite, I think I woke up with her feet and butt in my face more than I have seen my bedroom wall…” Max grumbled, meaning to present Izzy in the worst light possible. Still, Hazel could only stare blankly, her free hand slowly slithering down her pants and fingering herself slowly (to keep engaged in the conversation) but fast enough to get her going.
 
“God I wish that was me…either giving or receiving HA! Oh, keep going, Miniguy, and other hot step-family you want me to call?” Hazel asked, voice breaking as it seemed she was more interested in getting material to fantasize about while she masturbated than actually getting Max help. Max had a lot of family, most spread out and was likely not available to speak, (including his dad), but, to his memory, there was one other step-family member who would be free…
 
“I guess my step-aunt Fanny,” Max said, which immediately ceased the sounds of Hazel fingering herself, as she looked down at him, face as hard as stone and gaze piercing into his soul.
 
“WHO?” Hazel asked, voice clear of phlegm and attention peaked.
 
“My step-aunt Fernanda, my mom’s younger sister, she prefers aunt Fanny though, because, well, she’s well-endowed below the waist,” Max said as surgically as possible, very much uncomfortable with this sudden mood-shift. 
 
Fernanda Vasquez, Victoria’s younger sister, was someone Max genuinely really enjoyed being around. She was larger than life, always friendly and enthusiastic about everything (including his nerdy hobbies he’d spend hours explaining to her) and didn't smother him! Well, not emotionally smother, at least. Fanny had a solid 100 pounds on his already shapely step-mother, putting her in the 350 pounds range, and, on many occasions, had squashed Max under her bean-bag chair-sized booty while sharing an elevator, going down a hallway, sharing the backseat of Victoria’s car, and basically any situation that involved the two of them. She was also kinda…a mess. Aunt Fanny was a “burnout” as he had heard his stepmother describe her in private, she lived in a cramped apartment, could not hold a job longer than a year, spent most of her money the second she got it, and had a list of exes (some ex wives and husbands) longer than her waistline. She would no doubt be free to call, and maybe even preferably to speak too, but to actually relay it to Victoria? Unlikely. 

Max did not have any more time to continue that thought, however, as, with her masturbation hand, did Hazel suddenly snap him up, bring him an inch away from her unwashed, unswallowed food-filled mouth, and start yelling. 
 
“YOUR AUNT IS NICKNAMED FANNY AND HAS A FAT ASS?! IS SHE A ROBOT TOO WITH HUGE FARTS!?!” Hazel asked, face red with sexual excitement as Max, unknowingly, described a living facsimile of one of her top ten fictional crushes she had made the center of many of her fetish fantasies. 
 
“WHAT?!” Max asked, the reference lost on him, and disgusting growing as Hazel’s discharge coated him like a sexual slime mold. 

“NEVERMIND! Miniguy, you just went to a 10 to 11 in my book. I would have an orgy with every member of your family, full stop!” Hazel admitted, biting her lower lip and positively fit to burst now. 

“T-thanks?”

“WE got to call your stepsister or aunt NOW or I am gonna shove you so far up either end of me you’ll be come out of me from nugget filled nostrils…so…NUMBER NOW!!” Hazel said, placing Max back on her desk. She readied her phone to dial one of his family members. 
 
“OKAY well…” Max paused, considering his options one last time before telling Hazel: