"Blakey?"

 

There was only one woman who still referred to the transformed mage as Blakey, and that was his aunt Rebecca. Another thing Blake knew about Rebecca was that she would respect his privacy by knocking but assert her authority as his aunt by coming in anyway. Since the door was unlocked, she had no trouble entering. When she did, she could see some of Blake's magical paraphernalia in his dorm, but no sign of her nephew.

 

From his vantage point on his desk, Blake had no trouble seeing Rebecca. The woman definitely looked a lot like her sister with her fair skin, black hair, and toned figure. In fact, thanks to the white tank top she was wearing, Blake could see that her abdomen was even slimmer than his mom's. As well as the tank top, she had a blue jean jacket on along with matching jeans that hugged her legs.

 

"You're not using your magic to hide from your auntie Becky again, are you?" Rebecca asked teasingly as she slowly walked closer to the desk. Blake tried to point out that shrinking himself that one time was an accident, but it came out as nothing but buzzing noises. Those noises, however, were loud enough to grab Rebecca's attention. Most people would have been disgusted when they saw the fly on the desk, but Rebecca smiled as she got closer to it. "I wonder ... is that you, Blake? Or just an ordinary fly?"

 

Blake instinctively flew back a little when his aunt reached his desk. Even with the distance he put between her and himself, he could still hear the loud gurgle that came from her abdomen. It took him a moment to regain control over his body and fly towards her again. As scary as a giant woman could be, Rebecca was his best shot at getting turned back to normal. Luckily, it seemed that the idea of him being the fly in his room had entered her mind. But how could he confirm that suspicion when he couldn't talk?

 

"Tell you what," Rebecca proposed, "if you really are Blake, fly up onto one of my hands." Blake watched as his aunt's hands, which were down by her side, ascended some distance before coming to rest with their fingers unfurled. Fortunately, it didn't look like Blake would have to fly too far, so he pushed off from his desk and rose as quickly as he could. Just as he was about to land on one of Rebecca's hands, however, he noticed that both of them were holding her breasts and there was hardly any room for him on either one. He hesitated in mid-air as he tried to work out how to land on one of his aunt's hands without touching her giant tits.

 

"Not getting on? Oh well, I guess you're not my little Blakey after all," Rebecca said, though her mocking tone suggested that she was pretty sure the fly was actually Blake. However, in his panic over potentially being abandoned by his aunt, the transformed mage didn't pick up on her playfulness and he darted towards her finger. Thankfully, his legs were sticky enough to help him land securely. It wasn't until Rebecca started chuckling that Blake realised just how close he had gotten to her boob.

 

Suddenly, the finger that Blake rested on began to slide underneath Rebecca's giant tit. To avoid tumbling back down or getting crushed, the mage hastily climbed onto his aunt's tit, only for it to start shaking vigorously a moment later. Despite his best efforts, Blake couldn't hold on to the bouncing boob for long and he was launched upward towards her grinning face.

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January 29, 2025
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