Lillian's titanic worries
Giantess/Shrinking & Farts
Chapter 10
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Lillian was truly worried right now, she was ripping farts left and right without even wanting it, which also scared her, she didn't know how much damage she was doing with her ass to her tiny friend, what if he couldn't breathe? Or worse, what if he passed out? Or even worse: what if the gas was so intense at his size that it had broken one or more of his bones? Lillian's eyes suddenly widened, and a shocked expression appeared on her face as she questioned THE worst scenario: what if her gas was so powerful, that it had been too much for Blaise's body to endure, and it had blown him into pieces?
"Oh my God..." Lillian got really nervous by the thought of her best-friend, shrunken, dead, not only dead, destroyed by her enormous farts, smeared all across her stinky ass crack as only a red stain that would be the only remainder of her friend, and that only if her ass-sweat didn't wash over his blood before she got to wipe it herself. Now she definitely regretted her decision.
She found herself in a situation where she wanted to verify if her friend was alive and well, but still didn't want to reach for her butt to check, and also recognizing that if he is still alive, wiggling her mammoth bottom to check could contribute to squish him.
Lillian breathed trying to calm herself, and as she thought about this once again, she realized that if you had been blown to dust, she would have felt it, and also realized that if you had gotten this far, was because your body could actually endure the punishment it had been through. Still, she wanted to check where he currently was, and having concluded that she wouldn't kill him with just a wiggle, she did just that. She concentrated and felt a tiny lump bouncing in between her humongous ass cheeks that she knew for sure was Blaise, she realized that you still weren't as deep in her crack as her underwear was, and was glad at the thought that there was still a barrier in between you and the source of her farts, she definitely didn't want you... knocking at her back door... not this way.
You on the other hand were so concerned with your current worries that you didn't have much time left to think of what could happen. The sharp smell of Lillian's farts that mercilessly pierced through your nostrils was something difficult to ignore, especially since it was a constant reminder of whose ass you were in, as if the never-ending seas of fat and flesh weren't enough. Then, seemingly out of nowhere Lillian decided to move her humongous caboose, much to your dismay, as she threw you from left cheek to the right, you bounced in between her ass crack sometimes falling face-first against your friend's colossal bootycheeks and yet there was nothing you could do about it. When the movement stopped, you were again in Lillian's ass crack held tight by the two planets of fat on each side of you, the smell was still atrocious, and you could feel that the deeper you went in her asscrack, the worst it would smell, as well as the heat that would also intensify. As you were completely still in the gargantuan ass, you felt... weird, you couldn't help but stare at some details that you found on Lillian's inner ass. First that the little light that came from outside was filtered by her blue leggings, making her butt get an "alien" look. Second, you didn't know if you were wrong, but it seemed like deeper in between her cheeks, Lillian had some barely noticeable freckles, and while looking that deep in her canyon crack, you also noticed that the underwear she had wedged up in there were some really elegant black lace panties that suits her ass really well and makes it look actually kind of sexy.
A monstrous explosion of ass-methane blasted against your miniscule body once again and made the meat walls around you "jiggle", meaning that they were basically beating you up with its colossal might and continuous trembling. Once again the hellish, earthy but sharp smell took over of your surroundings and made the air dense again. When the gas stopped flowing, her heavier than earth cheeks closed against your body, putting some more pressure into you.
With the disgusting taste of Lillian's ass still in your nose and mouth, you hated your previous thought, and your previous self, for even getting close to considering these stinky giant gaseous planets of merciless torturer flesh as anything less than disgusting, and you questioned: "how could I even think that Lillian's always stinky ass could be sexy".
You shivered once again.
Lillian felt some gas knocking at her back door right after she wiggled her rump, and even though she tried her best to keep it inside of her, the fart was too powerful and it escaped her anus violently and even more pressurized than it would have if she had just let it go. Lillian got glad for a second that her panties were all wedged up her crack, since they would serve as a barrier that would weaken her gas at least slightly, but got sad again as she felt the stool vibrating below her, and knew that even if her underwear served as a barrier, it would still be an imperceptible change for the tiny man that was trapped in between her cheeks.
"Oh my God..." Lillian got really nervous by the thought of her best-friend, shrunken, dead, not only dead, destroyed by her enormous farts, smeared all across her stinky ass crack as only a red stain that would be the only remainder of her friend, and that only if her ass-sweat didn't wash over his blood before she got to wipe it herself. Now she definitely regretted her decision.
She found herself in a situation where she wanted to verify if her friend was alive and well, but still didn't want to reach for her butt to check, and also recognizing that if he is still alive, wiggling her mammoth bottom to check could contribute to squish him.
Lillian breathed trying to calm herself, and as she thought about this once again, she realized that if you had been blown to dust, she would have felt it, and also realized that if you had gotten this far, was because your body could actually endure the punishment it had been through. Still, she wanted to check where he currently was, and having concluded that she wouldn't kill him with just a wiggle, she did just that. She concentrated and felt a tiny lump bouncing in between her humongous ass cheeks that she knew for sure was Blaise, she realized that you still weren't as deep in her crack as her underwear was, and was glad at the thought that there was still a barrier in between you and the source of her farts, she definitely didn't want you... knocking at her back door... not this way.
You on the other hand were so concerned with your current worries that you didn't have much time left to think of what could happen. The sharp smell of Lillian's farts that mercilessly pierced through your nostrils was something difficult to ignore, especially since it was a constant reminder of whose ass you were in, as if the never-ending seas of fat and flesh weren't enough. Then, seemingly out of nowhere Lillian decided to move her humongous caboose, much to your dismay, as she threw you from left cheek to the right, you bounced in between her ass crack sometimes falling face-first against your friend's colossal bootycheeks and yet there was nothing you could do about it. When the movement stopped, you were again in Lillian's ass crack held tight by the two planets of fat on each side of you, the smell was still atrocious, and you could feel that the deeper you went in her asscrack, the worst it would smell, as well as the heat that would also intensify. As you were completely still in the gargantuan ass, you felt... weird, you couldn't help but stare at some details that you found on Lillian's inner ass. First that the little light that came from outside was filtered by her blue leggings, making her butt get an "alien" look. Second, you didn't know if you were wrong, but it seemed like deeper in between her cheeks, Lillian had some barely noticeable freckles, and while looking that deep in her canyon crack, you also noticed that the underwear she had wedged up in there were some really elegant black lace panties that suits her ass really well and makes it look actually kind of sexy.
A monstrous explosion of ass-methane blasted against your miniscule body once again and made the meat walls around you "jiggle", meaning that they were basically beating you up with its colossal might and continuous trembling. Once again the hellish, earthy but sharp smell took over of your surroundings and made the air dense again. When the gas stopped flowing, her heavier than earth cheeks closed against your body, putting some more pressure into you.
With the disgusting taste of Lillian's ass still in your nose and mouth, you hated your previous thought, and your previous self, for even getting close to considering these stinky giant gaseous planets of merciless torturer flesh as anything less than disgusting, and you questioned: "how could I even think that Lillian's always stinky ass could be sexy".
You shivered once again.
Lillian felt some gas knocking at her back door right after she wiggled her rump, and even though she tried her best to keep it inside of her, the fart was too powerful and it escaped her anus violently and even more pressurized than it would have if she had just let it go. Lillian got glad for a second that her panties were all wedged up her crack, since they would serve as a barrier that would weaken her gas at least slightly, but got sad again as she felt the stool vibrating below her, and knew that even if her underwear served as a barrier, it would still be an imperceptible change for the tiny man that was trapped in between her cheeks.
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May 12, 2023
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