The embarrassment from farting on her crush and that they'd be much worse at his current size were enough to convince Jen to at least make an effort at holding them in for as long as she could. Besides, that'd greatly hurt her chances with him. She laughed quietly, even at a time like this she was still thinking of asking Blaise out or dating him.
'That'd be a good way to get his mind off this shrinking madness at least... I've got the feeling it won't be something so simple to fix...' She thought and closed her eyes briefly to feel how her tiny crush was doing. She felt a tiny lump just barely past her crack and sighed in relief. She definitely didn't want to subject him to any worse smells she didn't have to. She also regretted taking just a quick shower after gym, had she taken her time the smell back there wouldn't have been as rank, she thought.
Meanwhile, Lillian made short work of her personal burrito feast and sighed in satisfaction.
"Hmm, it's weird that Blaise missed lunch today..." She thought out loud
"I don't think he knew they'd be serving burritos today so he's not hiding from me at least" She laughed and looked at Jen, who seemed to be deep in thought. She glanced at her friend's noticeably fully belly.
"Oh, I see you've been taking my advice" She added and Jen finally snapped out of her apparent trance
"Huh? What's up?" Jen said, and Lillian playfully patted her belly in response, eliciting some quiet gurgles, as if upsetting a sleeping beast.
"I was saying that it's good you're taking my advice. Looking to put some junk in that trunk, eh?" Lillian laughed, and Jen did as well, albeit somewhat awkwardly
"It's not like I was too skinny down there in the first place" Jen said, glancing at her butt. It had gotten a bit bigger indeed, but nowhere near as fast as Lillian's humongous booty seemed to grow.
"I think it's difficult because these try to hog all the nutrients instead" Jen joked, cupping her chest and attempting to lighten her mood, and succeeded in making her friend laugh.
"What a tragedy..." Lillian said mockingly "At least that's a problem I don't have. My booty's made it clear who gets the lion's share of my food" She chuckled and patted both her enormous pair of lower assets and her still respectably sized chest.
"Still, It's nice to have those... hell, you have both curves, most girls are stuck with just one, if they have any at all" Lillian said more seriously. Jen was a little surprised, she hadn't heard such an honest compliment in a long time.
"I hadn't thought of that" Jen laughed a little "Thanks."
"You're welcome. It widens your options, you know? As sexy as this is..." Lillian said, patting her butt again "I know not everybody's into it..."
"Speaking of that... You seem to be sure that Blaise is though..." Jen said
"He is. 100% guaranteed or my name isn't Lillian Fabiola Soares*" Lillian said in her most serious tone yet. The fact that she even mentioned her full name surprised Jen, who nodded in a stunned silence.
"But how are you so sure?" She asked out of sincere curiosity
"Are you sure you want to know?" Lillian asked back, and Jen hesitated, but to be fair, after all the stuff she's witnessed or experienced from Lillian herself so far, she doubted anything would really surprise her anymore, and nodded.
"Well, the very first sign is that I know for a fact he stares at my butt whenever he thinks I'm not looking"
"I think I'm gonna call bs there..." Jen narrowed her eyes
"But it's true" Lillian shrugged "Not like I'm blaming him or calling him a pervert. It's nearly impossible for anyone that's not an extremely specific fetishist not to look at these" She laughed again
"How come he's never looked at me like that then?" Jen crossed her arms
"Oh, he does, even more so than with me. You just suck at looking back without making it obvious" Lillian replied "Again... I can't blame him, our 'assets' have a gravitational pull of their own on most guys' eyes"
Jen blinked twice. She hadn't expected that, but she knew Lillian for long enough to tell that she was being completely sincere right now. She felt some warm fuzziness inside her, the knowledge that Blaise actually liked her body, and the effort he had to make not to look like a pervert to her, which she also appreciated and couldn't hold it against him when it was her who wore the tightest clothes she could and continuously brushed against him or bent over in front of him among many other things.
"Anyway... I can personally confirm that even if he says no, he really likes it when I sit on his lap... or face..." Lillian said with a smug smile and let her words sink in for her friend, who took a few seconds to process what she just said, and when she understood, she rapidly blushed.
"Lillian!" She pouted
"Hey, I've been sitting on him since way before puberty hit... It's not like I'm gonna quit just because I can feel that he likes it" The big bootied, chubby girl giggled, but Jen's pout didn't disappear.
"I've even told you, if you so much as sat on his lap, I think he'd faint from blood loss in his head... and if you ever sat on his face he'd fall for you faster than you'd be able to get up" Lillian shrugged, Jen's blush intensified
"He likes it that much?" She asked with a shy stutter
"For sure. That's why I've been telling you you should wear stuff that really emphasizes those curves you're packing, and to eat more to make it even bigger. I guess playing volleyball helps if you don't want as much jiggle as I have" Lillian said
"Uh... I actually quit the team when we started our sophomore year and just play for fun..." Jen said embarrassedly, and Lillian's surprised face slowly shifted to a knowing smile
"Ooooh... so, someone really wants to have some jiggling down there..." Lillian chuckled again, Jen blushed as red as a tomato but nodded. All this info had been overwhelming, but at the same time, she was happy to know for sure that she had made the right choices. The moment was, however, cut off by the bell, that rang, indicating the end of lunch time.
"So, just keep on doing that. And if you ever feel bold enough, let Blaise feel how big, soft, jiggly and juicy is that peach you're packing and you'll have him eating out of your hand in no time..." Lillian said as she stood up to put her tray away
"Or... out of somewhere else, if you're kinky enough..." she said, almost whispering, and laughed as she left.
[*Note: This doesn't have to be her full name in all canon. I just chose it because Fabiola means literally "bean farmer", and took the surname Soares from Andressa Soares, aka the Watermelon woman, a famous Brazilian dancer with a big butt]
'That'd be a good way to get his mind off this shrinking madness at least... I've got the feeling it won't be something so simple to fix...' She thought and closed her eyes briefly to feel how her tiny crush was doing. She felt a tiny lump just barely past her crack and sighed in relief. She definitely didn't want to subject him to any worse smells she didn't have to. She also regretted taking just a quick shower after gym, had she taken her time the smell back there wouldn't have been as rank, she thought.
Meanwhile, Lillian made short work of her personal burrito feast and sighed in satisfaction.
"Hmm, it's weird that Blaise missed lunch today..." She thought out loud
"I don't think he knew they'd be serving burritos today so he's not hiding from me at least" She laughed and looked at Jen, who seemed to be deep in thought. She glanced at her friend's noticeably fully belly.
"Oh, I see you've been taking my advice" She added and Jen finally snapped out of her apparent trance
"Huh? What's up?" Jen said, and Lillian playfully patted her belly in response, eliciting some quiet gurgles, as if upsetting a sleeping beast.
"I was saying that it's good you're taking my advice. Looking to put some junk in that trunk, eh?" Lillian laughed, and Jen did as well, albeit somewhat awkwardly
"It's not like I was too skinny down there in the first place" Jen said, glancing at her butt. It had gotten a bit bigger indeed, but nowhere near as fast as Lillian's humongous booty seemed to grow.
"I think it's difficult because these try to hog all the nutrients instead" Jen joked, cupping her chest and attempting to lighten her mood, and succeeded in making her friend laugh.
"What a tragedy..." Lillian said mockingly "At least that's a problem I don't have. My booty's made it clear who gets the lion's share of my food" She chuckled and patted both her enormous pair of lower assets and her still respectably sized chest.
"Still, It's nice to have those... hell, you have both curves, most girls are stuck with just one, if they have any at all" Lillian said more seriously. Jen was a little surprised, she hadn't heard such an honest compliment in a long time.
"I hadn't thought of that" Jen laughed a little "Thanks."
"You're welcome. It widens your options, you know? As sexy as this is..." Lillian said, patting her butt again "I know not everybody's into it..."
"Speaking of that... You seem to be sure that Blaise is though..." Jen said
"He is. 100% guaranteed or my name isn't Lillian Fabiola Soares*" Lillian said in her most serious tone yet. The fact that she even mentioned her full name surprised Jen, who nodded in a stunned silence.
"But how are you so sure?" She asked out of sincere curiosity
"Are you sure you want to know?" Lillian asked back, and Jen hesitated, but to be fair, after all the stuff she's witnessed or experienced from Lillian herself so far, she doubted anything would really surprise her anymore, and nodded.
"Well, the very first sign is that I know for a fact he stares at my butt whenever he thinks I'm not looking"
"I think I'm gonna call bs there..." Jen narrowed her eyes
"But it's true" Lillian shrugged "Not like I'm blaming him or calling him a pervert. It's nearly impossible for anyone that's not an extremely specific fetishist not to look at these" She laughed again
"How come he's never looked at me like that then?" Jen crossed her arms
"Oh, he does, even more so than with me. You just suck at looking back without making it obvious" Lillian replied "Again... I can't blame him, our 'assets' have a gravitational pull of their own on most guys' eyes"
Jen blinked twice. She hadn't expected that, but she knew Lillian for long enough to tell that she was being completely sincere right now. She felt some warm fuzziness inside her, the knowledge that Blaise actually liked her body, and the effort he had to make not to look like a pervert to her, which she also appreciated and couldn't hold it against him when it was her who wore the tightest clothes she could and continuously brushed against him or bent over in front of him among many other things.
"Anyway... I can personally confirm that even if he says no, he really likes it when I sit on his lap... or face..." Lillian said with a smug smile and let her words sink in for her friend, who took a few seconds to process what she just said, and when she understood, she rapidly blushed.
"Lillian!" She pouted
"Hey, I've been sitting on him since way before puberty hit... It's not like I'm gonna quit just because I can feel that he likes it" The big bootied, chubby girl giggled, but Jen's pout didn't disappear.
"I've even told you, if you so much as sat on his lap, I think he'd faint from blood loss in his head... and if you ever sat on his face he'd fall for you faster than you'd be able to get up" Lillian shrugged, Jen's blush intensified
"He likes it that much?" She asked with a shy stutter
"For sure. That's why I've been telling you you should wear stuff that really emphasizes those curves you're packing, and to eat more to make it even bigger. I guess playing volleyball helps if you don't want as much jiggle as I have" Lillian said
"Uh... I actually quit the team when we started our sophomore year and just play for fun..." Jen said embarrassedly, and Lillian's surprised face slowly shifted to a knowing smile
"Ooooh... so, someone really wants to have some jiggling down there..." Lillian chuckled again, Jen blushed as red as a tomato but nodded. All this info had been overwhelming, but at the same time, she was happy to know for sure that she had made the right choices. The moment was, however, cut off by the bell, that rang, indicating the end of lunch time.
"So, just keep on doing that. And if you ever feel bold enough, let Blaise feel how big, soft, jiggly and juicy is that peach you're packing and you'll have him eating out of your hand in no time..." Lillian said as she stood up to put her tray away
"Or... out of somewhere else, if you're kinky enough..." she said, almost whispering, and laughed as she left.
[*Note: This doesn't have to be her full name in all canon. I just chose it because Fabiola means literally "bean farmer", and took the surname Soares from Andressa Soares, aka the Watermelon woman, a famous Brazilian dancer with a big butt]
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