Veronica Tends to Misunderstand Things…
Giantess/Shrinking & Farts
Chapter 9
As Veronica’s green eyes searched yours for an answer to her question, you couldn’t help but flash back to last time…
To you it had been completely out of the blue, as you had only a vague recollection on who she was before she was asking you out. You were of course flattered, Veronica was beautiful (and you were sure the ‘Fart Queen’ rumors weren’t true), but for a senior to suddenly ask you out like this threw you for a loop. So, of course you had to at least ask why she was interested in you. You still shivered thinking about her response.
“Well… I’ve been watching you, and umm… oh, geez, that sounds really creepy, huh? I wasn’t going out of my way or anything! At least… not much. A-anyway, I saw you with your friends who are girls, and they have really big uh… well their butts are really big and umm… they rip ass around you all the time, right? I mean, that Lillian girl literally farts in your face as a greeting! And you… you enjoy their company, but nobody’s asked you out yet—I’ve checked! So umm… I thought if none of them can appreciate a hot guy with a huge fart fetish like you, that I’d have a chance!”
Your jaw had dropped nearly to the floor at the accusation, and your bewilderment suddenly turned to embarrassment, missing most of her speech. She thought you had a fart fetish? You… couldn’t let that stand. “A-actually Veronica, I—“
Veronica suddenly put her finger on your lips, a deep blush settling in on her pale face as she forced herself to continue. “D-don’t worry, Blaise. You don’t need to explain yourself, or be embarrassed. Fetishes are completely normal to have! I mean, I’m not going to lie and say I completely understand how you can put up with butt blasts in your face all the time, let alone how they turn you on, but… With how bad my umm… with how bad my… L-let’s just say my butt bombs will be the worst—make that BEST you’ve ever been around, and knowing I don’t have to worry about you running away from them—hell, maybe you’ll run TOWARD them?—will be just as much of a turn on for me as it is for you! H-here, I’ll prove it!”
With her finger still on your lips, you had been forced to witness Veronica tense up slightly, before a horrible fart warbled out of her bulbous bum cheeks. It started with all the bass of a trombone, slow and spluttering, before Veronica seemed to gain confidence and really pushed, bring the sound up several octaves, but spluttering just as badly if not worse as her cheeks fought to keep the gas in even as she blasted it out. The nearly half a minute fart sounded more than a bit wet and sloppy, like it was not only struggling through her flab but a whole swamp of ass as well. And then… the smell. Like Veronica had noted, you had taken Lillian’s farts at point blank to the face for years, and though you had never really gotten used to them, and Veronica’s butt was nowhere near your face, this fart somehow smelled sooo much worse than anything else you had ever smelt… You immediately blanched, only the thought of how embarrassing this would be for her when you cleared this all up keeping you from blowing chunks right on her shoes.
“S-see? You could have that all the time and then some… so… what do you say?” Veronica had looked at you expectantly back then just as she was doing now (although she seemed more resolved this time), but eventually when she moved her finger off your mouth and the smell had cleared a bit, you were able to settle your stomach down and explain… “Umm… *Cough.* Veronica, I’m sorry there’s been a misunderstanding, but… I don’t have a fart fetish.”
Veronica had immediately turned to stone for a good 10 seconds after that as you stared at each other in horribly awkward silence, before her light blush suddenly turned and her whole body was almost as red as her hair. Before you could even try to say anything further, she had sprinted away, her bubbly butt jiggling like crazy at the effort.
Now back in the present, you realized you still had to give her a proper answer, and could tell there wouldn’t be a third shot. You opened your mouth to try and muddle your way through this, only for Veronica to fill the silence by continuing her bid. “I get it, I promise, you don’t have a… fart fetish.” She practically whispered the last two words. “But I mean… you’re into curvy girls, right? Especially in the… ass department?” Emphasizing her point, Veronica turned to the side and wiggled at the hips, leggings that were even brighter green than her eyes allowing her ass cheeks to jiggle and wobble, even clapping a few times. Your eyes couldn’t help but be glued to the spectacle that was only amplified because she had caught you sitting down next to Jen and Lillian’s backpacks, so her butt was more or less at your eye level. You were so enamored you were only able to tear your eyes away when she stopped wiggling… only for you to look up at a VERY triumphant smile plastered on her face. “I knew it! So… what do you say? All this could be all yours on a constant basis. And all you have to do is agree to be my boyfriend. And don’t lie, I can tell you’re obsessed with this ass, no hiding it now! Hehe!”
You did your best to not immediately give into temptation, to think this through, but your blood was doing it’s best to rush somewhere… and it wasn’t to your brain. Just taking looks into account, Veronica was hot, and even though she didn’t have much in the chest department, she had a bum to rival most of the other girls you knew, and she WAS right about your preference for big cabooses. She also seemed really sweet, and as long as she knew you didn’t have a thing for her… issues… what was the harm? Sure, you’d be blocking anything with Jen (or Lillian), but you’d all known each other for a long time now and nothing had really progressed… and you believed they’d be ultimately happy for you. So… “O-okay, Veronica. I’d Umm… I’d be honored to date you if you’ll have me.”
Veronica’s eyes sparkled like jewels as she grinned from ear to ear, doing a little happy dance that once again left your eyes glued to her hips. “I knew I was right! I was soooo embarrassed when I realized you didn’t have a fart fetish, I just wanted to get swallowed up into the earth and die!!! But… then I heard you kept trying to reach out to me, even though I KNEW you knew how bad my gas was. So I got to thinking… if you didn’t have a fart fetish, why would you want anything to do with me after what I’d done? And then it hit me! I’d ran away before you could explain, but you had more to tell me! I wish I would have stayed! It’s soo obvious now! You don’t have a fart fetish… you have an ASS fetish!”
You stared at Veronica for a few seconds. What the hell was she talking about? How had she convinced herself you had yet ANOTHER fetish you didn’t have? Feeling more than a little apprehensive now, you tried to once again clear up her confusion… “A-actually, Veronica, I don’t—“ …only for her to talk right over you.
“Oh no, like I said before, I know fetishes can be embarrassing, but they’re completely normal! I’ll never kink shame you, in fact, I insist that you indulge in yours, soooo… just like I said, you’ll be getting this big ol’ butt on as constant a basis as I can possibly muster! I mean, come on, it’s so obvious!”
You facepalmed as Veronica went off on a delusional spiral, not being able to follow even a little bit. “W-wait, what’s so obvious?”
Veronica arched an eyebrow at you before shaking her head and giggling uproariously. “That you have a RAGING ass fetish, duh. I mean, even if you can’t admit it to yourself, I’m your girlfriend, I know these things.” As you continued to look at her in stunned disbelief, she rolled her eyes playfully and explained. “Really? It’s the only thing that makes sense unless you have a fart fetish, which we’ve established you don’t. You don’t like being around girls’ huge, bubbly asses FOR the farts that usually come with them… you’re just so obsessed with ass that no matter how big… no matter how sweaty… no matter how stinky… no matter how GROSS they are… you STILL love them, and mine specifically. I mean, you let Lillian fart on you almost constantly just to be around her butt, and my farts are waaaay worse, and you STILL want to date me to be around THIS smelly butt. Constantly even, just like we agreed! Hehe, this is sooo great! No backing out now! Although I’ll be doing a LOT of ‘backing’ up from now on!” With this, Veronica happily shimmied her hips in front of your face once again… distracting you just long enough that before you could try to protest, Veronica suddenly had her ass fully rubbing against your face, the smell immediately hitting you like a ton of bricks. “Mmmm… do you like my new greeting for you? I’m sooo glad I get to do this as often as I want, which is a LOT by the way, even when— PPHHHRRRRAAAAAFFFFTTTTT— Well, when THAT happens, which will also be a LOT.” The smell of her ass easily grew by a hundred as you were punched point blank by the fart, only getting a reprieve when Veronica slid her ass down your whole front before plopping it in your lap, noticing the half-stiff that hadn’t fully faded from her shaking earlier. “Mmmm, and there you go, proof positive that everything I said is true. Don’t worry, even if you get embarrassed and try to back out, I’ll know how you REALLY feel. Best relationship EVER— SPPPRAAAASSHHTTT!!!”
Choice 1: She explains all the ways she plans to constantly expose you to her ass from now on.
2: You try to explain how disgusting her ass is, but she just takes every ‘insult’ as another reason why you’re obsessed with her butt since ‘you still want to be with her anyway’.
3: Your friends come back and don’t believe her reasoning, but Veronica ‘proves’ it by making up stories of what you’ve supposedly done with her.
4: You suddenly shrink to around an inch tall, and Veronica just takes this in stride as an even bigger sign blessing your loving relationship.
To you it had been completely out of the blue, as you had only a vague recollection on who she was before she was asking you out. You were of course flattered, Veronica was beautiful (and you were sure the ‘Fart Queen’ rumors weren’t true), but for a senior to suddenly ask you out like this threw you for a loop. So, of course you had to at least ask why she was interested in you. You still shivered thinking about her response.
“Well… I’ve been watching you, and umm… oh, geez, that sounds really creepy, huh? I wasn’t going out of my way or anything! At least… not much. A-anyway, I saw you with your friends who are girls, and they have really big uh… well their butts are really big and umm… they rip ass around you all the time, right? I mean, that Lillian girl literally farts in your face as a greeting! And you… you enjoy their company, but nobody’s asked you out yet—I’ve checked! So umm… I thought if none of them can appreciate a hot guy with a huge fart fetish like you, that I’d have a chance!”
Your jaw had dropped nearly to the floor at the accusation, and your bewilderment suddenly turned to embarrassment, missing most of her speech. She thought you had a fart fetish? You… couldn’t let that stand. “A-actually Veronica, I—“
Veronica suddenly put her finger on your lips, a deep blush settling in on her pale face as she forced herself to continue. “D-don’t worry, Blaise. You don’t need to explain yourself, or be embarrassed. Fetishes are completely normal to have! I mean, I’m not going to lie and say I completely understand how you can put up with butt blasts in your face all the time, let alone how they turn you on, but… With how bad my umm… with how bad my… L-let’s just say my butt bombs will be the worst—make that BEST you’ve ever been around, and knowing I don’t have to worry about you running away from them—hell, maybe you’ll run TOWARD them?—will be just as much of a turn on for me as it is for you! H-here, I’ll prove it!”
With her finger still on your lips, you had been forced to witness Veronica tense up slightly, before a horrible fart warbled out of her bulbous bum cheeks. It started with all the bass of a trombone, slow and spluttering, before Veronica seemed to gain confidence and really pushed, bring the sound up several octaves, but spluttering just as badly if not worse as her cheeks fought to keep the gas in even as she blasted it out. The nearly half a minute fart sounded more than a bit wet and sloppy, like it was not only struggling through her flab but a whole swamp of ass as well. And then… the smell. Like Veronica had noted, you had taken Lillian’s farts at point blank to the face for years, and though you had never really gotten used to them, and Veronica’s butt was nowhere near your face, this fart somehow smelled sooo much worse than anything else you had ever smelt… You immediately blanched, only the thought of how embarrassing this would be for her when you cleared this all up keeping you from blowing chunks right on her shoes.
“S-see? You could have that all the time and then some… so… what do you say?” Veronica had looked at you expectantly back then just as she was doing now (although she seemed more resolved this time), but eventually when she moved her finger off your mouth and the smell had cleared a bit, you were able to settle your stomach down and explain… “Umm… *Cough.* Veronica, I’m sorry there’s been a misunderstanding, but… I don’t have a fart fetish.”
Veronica had immediately turned to stone for a good 10 seconds after that as you stared at each other in horribly awkward silence, before her light blush suddenly turned and her whole body was almost as red as her hair. Before you could even try to say anything further, she had sprinted away, her bubbly butt jiggling like crazy at the effort.
Now back in the present, you realized you still had to give her a proper answer, and could tell there wouldn’t be a third shot. You opened your mouth to try and muddle your way through this, only for Veronica to fill the silence by continuing her bid. “I get it, I promise, you don’t have a… fart fetish.” She practically whispered the last two words. “But I mean… you’re into curvy girls, right? Especially in the… ass department?” Emphasizing her point, Veronica turned to the side and wiggled at the hips, leggings that were even brighter green than her eyes allowing her ass cheeks to jiggle and wobble, even clapping a few times. Your eyes couldn’t help but be glued to the spectacle that was only amplified because she had caught you sitting down next to Jen and Lillian’s backpacks, so her butt was more or less at your eye level. You were so enamored you were only able to tear your eyes away when she stopped wiggling… only for you to look up at a VERY triumphant smile plastered on her face. “I knew it! So… what do you say? All this could be all yours on a constant basis. And all you have to do is agree to be my boyfriend. And don’t lie, I can tell you’re obsessed with this ass, no hiding it now! Hehe!”
You did your best to not immediately give into temptation, to think this through, but your blood was doing it’s best to rush somewhere… and it wasn’t to your brain. Just taking looks into account, Veronica was hot, and even though she didn’t have much in the chest department, she had a bum to rival most of the other girls you knew, and she WAS right about your preference for big cabooses. She also seemed really sweet, and as long as she knew you didn’t have a thing for her… issues… what was the harm? Sure, you’d be blocking anything with Jen (or Lillian), but you’d all known each other for a long time now and nothing had really progressed… and you believed they’d be ultimately happy for you. So… “O-okay, Veronica. I’d Umm… I’d be honored to date you if you’ll have me.”
Veronica’s eyes sparkled like jewels as she grinned from ear to ear, doing a little happy dance that once again left your eyes glued to her hips. “I knew I was right! I was soooo embarrassed when I realized you didn’t have a fart fetish, I just wanted to get swallowed up into the earth and die!!! But… then I heard you kept trying to reach out to me, even though I KNEW you knew how bad my gas was. So I got to thinking… if you didn’t have a fart fetish, why would you want anything to do with me after what I’d done? And then it hit me! I’d ran away before you could explain, but you had more to tell me! I wish I would have stayed! It’s soo obvious now! You don’t have a fart fetish… you have an ASS fetish!”
You stared at Veronica for a few seconds. What the hell was she talking about? How had she convinced herself you had yet ANOTHER fetish you didn’t have? Feeling more than a little apprehensive now, you tried to once again clear up her confusion… “A-actually, Veronica, I don’t—“ …only for her to talk right over you.
“Oh no, like I said before, I know fetishes can be embarrassing, but they’re completely normal! I’ll never kink shame you, in fact, I insist that you indulge in yours, soooo… just like I said, you’ll be getting this big ol’ butt on as constant a basis as I can possibly muster! I mean, come on, it’s so obvious!”
You facepalmed as Veronica went off on a delusional spiral, not being able to follow even a little bit. “W-wait, what’s so obvious?”
Veronica arched an eyebrow at you before shaking her head and giggling uproariously. “That you have a RAGING ass fetish, duh. I mean, even if you can’t admit it to yourself, I’m your girlfriend, I know these things.” As you continued to look at her in stunned disbelief, she rolled her eyes playfully and explained. “Really? It’s the only thing that makes sense unless you have a fart fetish, which we’ve established you don’t. You don’t like being around girls’ huge, bubbly asses FOR the farts that usually come with them… you’re just so obsessed with ass that no matter how big… no matter how sweaty… no matter how stinky… no matter how GROSS they are… you STILL love them, and mine specifically. I mean, you let Lillian fart on you almost constantly just to be around her butt, and my farts are waaaay worse, and you STILL want to date me to be around THIS smelly butt. Constantly even, just like we agreed! Hehe, this is sooo great! No backing out now! Although I’ll be doing a LOT of ‘backing’ up from now on!” With this, Veronica happily shimmied her hips in front of your face once again… distracting you just long enough that before you could try to protest, Veronica suddenly had her ass fully rubbing against your face, the smell immediately hitting you like a ton of bricks. “Mmmm… do you like my new greeting for you? I’m sooo glad I get to do this as often as I want, which is a LOT by the way, even when— PPHHHRRRRAAAAAFFFFTTTTT— Well, when THAT happens, which will also be a LOT.” The smell of her ass easily grew by a hundred as you were punched point blank by the fart, only getting a reprieve when Veronica slid her ass down your whole front before plopping it in your lap, noticing the half-stiff that hadn’t fully faded from her shaking earlier. “Mmmm, and there you go, proof positive that everything I said is true. Don’t worry, even if you get embarrassed and try to back out, I’ll know how you REALLY feel. Best relationship EVER— SPPPRAAAASSHHTTT!!!”
Choice 1: She explains all the ways she plans to constantly expose you to her ass from now on.
2: You try to explain how disgusting her ass is, but she just takes every ‘insult’ as another reason why you’re obsessed with her butt since ‘you still want to be with her anyway’.
3: Your friends come back and don’t believe her reasoning, but Veronica ‘proves’ it by making up stories of what you’ve supposedly done with her.
4: You suddenly shrink to around an inch tall, and Veronica just takes this in stride as an even bigger sign blessing your loving relationship.
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May 12, 2023
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