Layla felt something moving inside of her buttcrack, she finished her meal before heading to the restroom. She checked to make sure that nobody was in the room before turning to face her ass to the mirror, lifting her skirt and spreading her cheeks. At first she didn't see anything, then she noticed a tiny arm poking out from inside her thong.

         Light hit you as soon as Layla lifted her skirt. Two of her fingers gently lifted you into the air until you were level with her face. You were extremely happy to be found, your luck had finally turned around. She stared at you for a second before asking, "Gabe? How did you get so small?"

"Your farts shrank me, the first shrank me as I fell onto your seat and another shrank me to the size I am now," you replied.

"So my gas has the ability to shrink you and you were forced to smell one of my farts? Ok that's pretty weird, I'll take you to my place, you should be safe there. But um if you don't mind I'd like to uh... Try something," Layla said blushing at the end.

"What is it?" You asked.

"Well I know it's a weird request but would it be ok if I just kept you in my ass while I take you home, the idea of you being rendered powerless kind of turns me on.I promise I'll only fart once or twice."

"What? I don't even know if I can grow back and you want to shrink me more?" You asked confused and angered by Layla's request.

"Well just one of my farts made you powerless and every fart afterwards just makes me more powerful in comparison to you. I mean look at you I could have you against my asshole and nobody would ever know. I think it's safe to say that I am a goddess compared to you, and if a goddess wants you to smell her farts than you should probably listen," Layla said with a smile on her face.

"Why do you want to make me smell your gas?" You asked her.

"I'm a little weird ok, for some reason I just really love humiliating or degrading a guy. Making a guy smell my farts is humiliating enough to him, just thinking about a man breathing in my farts turns me on but with you, you literally become lose any power you might have every time I pass wind. I could put you against my butthole and every fart no matter how small would make less and less of a person. Just me thinking about it now turns me on, all I have to do is stick you back there and you would be forced to breath in every single one of my farts, making you smaller and smaller with each one until your less than a spec, less than nothing." Layla said with a twinkle in her eye.

"Layla?" You asked scared of the obsessed giantess before you.

"I've made up my mind, I'm keeping you," Layla said as she lowered you down towards her derriere.

"What? No Layla please!" you begged as she moved her thong aside and pressed you up against the center of her sphincter.

"It's nothing against you Gabe, it's just your probably the only chance I'll get to experience this much power. Even if I could put you back to normal I would probably still choose to keep you. I'm like a goddess, yea I'm your goddess of gas" Layla said with one finger still pressed against your back.

"No ple-" prrrrrrt Layla let loose another fart as soon as she heard you talk. Her gas filled your lungs and stopped you from talking. It was a small fart but disgusting to breath in nonetheless. You coughed as you shrank down to half a centimeter tall. Layla lifted her finger and gave herself a wedgie, using her thong to easily trap you against her asshole.

"Well I'd love to play with you more but I should get home first. I've had four servings of bean burritos today so I don't know how long I can hold them in, how about you try to find a way to motivate me into holding them in." Layla said as she lowered her skirt and started to head for the door.