“I know the perfect way you can make it up to me…” Nora smiled teasingly at the shrunken young man in her grip, “by rubbing sunscreen on my body!”

A complex mix of emotions flooded Blake’s mind. He wasn’t sure whether to blush in embarrassment, pale with terror, or faint from disbelief at his bully’s not-so-generous offer. She wanted him to apply sunscreen to her pudgy form at his current height?! “B-but…”

“Or,” Nora interrupted him, “I could just tell everyone at Opal University that you’re a magic-using, size-shifting pervert!”

That sounded worse to the mage. A LOT worse. “No, please! Anything but that! I’ll get to work right now, I promise…”

Smirking, Nora lay back down on a towel she’d brought to the beach before placing tiny Blake atop her chubby belly again, along with a large glob of sunscreen. He could hear her stomach rumbling below, possibly in disappointment at not getting a chance to enjoy the puny mage’s ‘company’. The thought of this girl digesting him to oblivion (or worse, trapping him as a sentient bit of flab on her) wasn’t helping Blake stay calm, but he stood ready to do as he was told. He needed to, for his own good.

“Okay, Nora,” Blake timidly spoke up while coating his hands in some of the white lotion next to him, “where should I rub this stuff on you first?”

With a teasing smile, Nora…