“Firstly, I want you to rub this sunscreen on my big belly!” Nora declared to her shrunken slave. “Now hop to it!”

Blake blushed a slight red at the pudgy giantess’s order. Throughout most of his life, the mage had been Nora’s primary target for beatdowns, insulting nicknames, and other forms of bullying, but until now, she’d never found out about his magical abilities. With a sad sigh, he got to work using the white lotion on his hands to rub the bare skin of her stomach. Not only was this task humiliating to Blake - at his current diminutive size, applying sunscreen to every square inch of the chubby midsection below him got physically exhausting!

Not wanting to incur Nora’s wrath, Blake continued rubbing and tried to think of a silver lining that might come with serving the titaness like this. For a young woman who seemed to have such a dark heart, she did also possess some positive qualities - ambition, assertiveness, strength. Maybe this wasn’t so bad, lathering sunscreen on a bikini-clad bully’s rumbling tummy…

As he realized what he’d just been thinking, Blake’s cheeks flared up even more. This was Nora, for crying out loud! Shaking his head, the mage kept rubbing until his arms began to feel sore, at which point he collapsed back-first onto the bully’s abdomen in fatigue.

Gazing down at her now-lotioned gut and the tired tiny lying upon the flesh, Nora’s expression was unreadable…until she parted her lips to speak.