Sleeping Booty Shrunken First Semester chapter 7 by Orbsy and maximally

Staring up at the ceiling, Max lay on Lucky’s heavily stained, musky, uncomfortably moist pillow, unable to sleep through the smog of weed and earthy farts that kept rolling off the chunky femboy and invading his nose and mouth. Flipping onto his side, away from the giant sophomore, he tried to take stock of everything that had happened to him today: waking up at his terrifying new three-inch size, getting found by—and trapped in—the unwashed, sweaty backside of the smelliest guy in the entire building, and then, as if that wasn’t crazy enough, going back in willingly, only to get shown off to an online audience.

A warm wave of air washed over him, and Max shuddered. Looking up and to the side, he was shocked to find that Lucky’s face was no longer on its own pillow—somehow, it had migrated onto the one Max was occupying. Lucky’s eyes were shut, dead asleep, and his breath was heavy with the smell of weed and something that could only be described as an Olive Garden garbage disposal. When did he get so close? Max wondered.

Then came a gurgle from Lucky’s stomach. It got louder and louder, like something was working its way up the giant’s body—until it finally escaped through his mouth as a slow, steamy burp.

RRRRRUUUUUUUUEEEEERRRRPPPP

Engulfed in a cloud of digested air—stale weed, burrito and that same rancid breadstick-and-garbage note—Max felt the rims of his eyes sting and his nose clog with the sheer noxiousness of it. He buried his face in the funky pillow, his only hope of escaping the stink, coughing as quietly as he could so as not to rouse his gas factory of a host. He was getting lightheaded. If he wanted any sleep at all, he needed to change position.

The moment he lifted his head, he learned that this had been a mistake. Without warning, another, much wetter burp erupted from Lucky’s lips.

Something heavy and wet splashed onto Max’s head, filling his nose, mouth and eyes. Warm, syrupy fluid dripped down around his face. He clawed his eyes clear and looked up to see what had landed on him—and what he saw made his eyes go wide and his throat reflexively swallow the gross cocktail, which hit his stomach and left him queasier than ever. A string of cloudy white saliva, shot through with greenish-yellow mucus, trailed all the way from his body up to Lucky’s lip. It was a loogie.

Silently retching, Max tried to wipe the sour-smelling gloop off his body, but it was thick and stretchy, like sticky liquid rubber. He couldn’t detach himself from his disgusting lifeline.

While he was busy with that, Lucky started making a sound Max couldn’t place at first. It almost sounded like… slurping. Max had only managed to shove the sludge cord down to his chest, finally able to take a few breaths, when he looked up and saw what was happening: with every quick, sleeping inhale, the giant was sucking the spit back in, reeling the strand in faster and faster—until Max was yanked off his feet and flung, like a bungee jump in reverse, toward Lucky’s mouth.

“No, no, nooo…” Max wailed, like a fly being reeled in by a frog. Lucky’s lips weren’t open wide enough for his whole body to fit—and with his trajectory a little off, he landed with a wet smack, face-first in the small opening between them. The first thing he noticed was how soft and plush Lucky’s lips were, which would have been nice if they and Max hadn’t both been coated in fresh slime. He thrashed, trying his best to push his head free, without stopping to consider that all this movement might not be the smartest move.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.”

The fleshy bands around Max began to move, constricting almost like… No way, the freshman virgin thought. Is he really… kissing me? He felt a stab of disappointment that his first kiss had been stolen by someone who wasn’t even fully conscious. Does this even count? Would he be offended if he found out? Is there a chance this could happen again? The thoughts flooded his mind as he found himself getting aroused by the whole situation—but before he could even think about his next move, there was another gurgling sound coming from…