As an enormous shadow fell over him, Blake recognized the towering form of the giantess in front of him - she had blonde hair, pointy ears, and seemed to be wearing a blue outfit that didn’t look very regal. This was Princess Zelda, perhaps the wisest researcher throughout the kingdom of Hyrule! And she was about to unknowingly park that rear of hers upon the mage’s puny body…

Holding an open book in her hand, Zelda sat beneath the shade of a tall, thick tree and began reading. Her enthralled sigh suggested that she was reading some kind of ancient legend or fairy tale. The princess slightly wiggled her bottom in an effort to find a more comfortable sitting position, oblivious to the tiny soul suffering beneath that very bottom.

Blake’s cries of distress were greatly muffled not only by the weight of Zelda’s ass on his shrunken form, but also by the dark pants she was wearing. Thankfully, the leaked magic from his spellbook granted him superhuman durability, making it basically impossible to kill him with physical force. That blessing wouldn’t help him forever, though - he needed to get Zelda’s attention, and more importantly, he needed fresh air!