Blake ultimately decided to go for Citrine’s attention from her bag of Cheetos. But first things first, he would need to get to the giantess’s bed, where that snack bag rested…

Whispering a quick wind spell, the tiny mage was promptly carried by a small gale through the air before making a not-so-gentle landing on the soft surface of Citrine’s bed. Blake stood up and checked his puny body for cuts or other injuries, finding no signs of physical harm. Good thing the spirits made him extra durable! With that knowledge in mind, Blake made his way over to the Cheetos bag, then snuck into the opening, taking extra care not to go too deep. Now he just had to wait for his crush to reach a hand in…

Feeling her plump stomach rumble in hunger, Citrine decided to take a short break from gaming and focus on filling her gut with snacks. She sat in an upright position, reached a hand into her bag, and snatched up a Cheeto, bringing it closer and closer to her open mouth.

This was Blake’s chance! As he and the snack were moved towards his love interest’s maw, the mage gathered his courage and yelled her name at the top of his tiny lungs:

”CITRINE!!”

But would Citrine notice the screams of her shrunken admirer?