You’re Not You When Hungry, Eat a Snickers(‘ Ass)
Giantess/Shrinking & Farts
Chapter 20
The blast had been so powerful, the STENCH of Jen’s explosion so disgusting, that it actually took you a while to stop gagging and realize… you were airborne. You had long enough to orientate yourself in the air to see Jen looking around frantically, obviously not having seen where you went, while Lillian was laughing so hard at Jen’s expense that she hadn’t even noticed you had been blasted away… There was little chance of either of them being able to find (let alone help) you any time soon. So, as you reached the top of the arc Jen’s butt bomb had sent you on, you hoped that where you landed was safer than Jen’s ass had been, or at least less smelly…
Unfortunately, your destination was probably neither of these things. Time slowed down as you realized you were headed right for one of the schools more infamous outcasts… Known to you (and everyone else) only as ‘Snickers’, and although you hadn’t had many run-ins with her, you would nonetheless recognize her just about anywhere. Although Lillian, being a more outgoing sort, was more famous, Snickers definitely gave her a run for her money in the huge ass department, and actually trumped her in a lot of ways when it came to… well blatantly showing off said ass. To be honest you were fairly sure she just didn’t notice (or couldn’t be bother to care), but where Lillian actively flaunted her butt, Snickers’ norm of ENTIRELY too small shorts of varying styles NEVER covered her ass completely. Copious amounts of VERY pale ass flesh either spilled out the bottom of her shorts while her bum did the best to make her shorts disappear in devouring wedgies, or more often didn’t fit at all, leaving at least half her ass crack overflowing her tiny garments. And horrifyingly for you, today was one of the latter, her bright green Double Mint Gum branded shorts barely legible under nearly 3/4 of her asscrack bulging, spilling, and literally HANGING over the top… with you on a perfect crash course with that crack.
You did everything you could think of to change your trajectory, even trying to ‘swim’ through the air, anything to keep you from your destination… but it was all in vain. You could only hope her cheeks were too heavy and pressed together to let you through, only for even these hopes to be dashed as well as she leaned and bent down to grab one of her name’s sakes from her bag on the floor… and easily spread her cheeks enough for your entry subsequent dive DEEP into her crack. SO deep, in fact, that when you finally stopped moving and took stock of your situation… you realized you were literally at the deepest part… stuck spread eagle against her bulging ring of an anus.
You were horrified to realize that not only could you not move your arms and legs, a film of anal juices easily sticking you fast to the surface, but that your new location smelled MULTITUDES worse than Jen’s horrible fart, which had been one of the worst things you had ever smelt. And as Snickers didn’t seem to have any reaction beyond a slight shiver to your sudden presence… This was… beyond bad.
For a while you madly wiggled in every way you could, but no matter how much you strained, your remained stuck to the slowly flexing orifice in front of you, its periodic bulging out against you (and smearing you into the butt cheeks behind you before reclaiming its prize) the only response. And then the gurgling began. It sounded like an absolutely horrible, disgusting sewer monster was slowly gurgling toward you… ready to devour you… and the only thing holding it back was Snickers’ nearly equally disgusting asshole. Now in an absolute panic, you grasped at straws to come up with anything to get Snickers’ attention so she could (hopefully) save you… and without being able to use your arms or legs, could only come up with one horrible solution… biting.
And so, with huge amounts of trepidation, you leaned your head forward and forced yourself to bite down… or at least tried to. If the smell of Snickers’ dirty eye was disgusting, the taste was absolutely atrocious. It was so bad you immediately went into a gagging fit. Nonetheless, your efforts had at least caused some kind of reaction, the booty meat jiggling ever so softly around you… but nothing else happened. So… of course… this meant you had to try again. And so with a complete sense of doom, you forced yourself to bite as hard as you could to keep yourself from balking again. You… immediately regretted it. The small taste you had before now completely permeated every one of your taste buds, and you weren’t sure you’d ever taste anything right again. To add insult to injury, Snickers’ ass clenched tight (or as tight as her blubbery butt allowed) around you, not allowing you to pull back and stop your bite… If anything, more of her asshole flesh pushed its way into your mouth. And then… the monster arrived.
PPPLLLRRRRFFFFFTTT!!! BBBBLLLRRRBROMPFF!!!
Huge farts exploded all over you while you were forced to practically eat Snickers’ asshole wrinkle. The smell… you were beginning to run out of ways to describe how gross all the smells you were being attacked with were, but… needless to say, this was the worst one to date, so horrible that even the TASTE of Snickers’ asshole actually got worse. And you could do nothing but take it… and continue to bite (which actually just pushed worse and worse flavors into your mouth with ever chew) in a desperation to make all this sacrifice worth something… until you were left nearly crying for joy as Snickers got up and walked somewhere before digging into her ass crack and extracting you.
Her humongous eyes went wide as she brought your stinking form in front of her face, somehow ignoring the stench and immediately recognizing you. “…Blaise? Why are you rooting around in my ass?”
Unbeknownst to you, Snickers had actually felt you land against her asshole initially. Thinking you were a bug, she was going to immediately get you out, but… as she realized the bug had not only flown into her crack, but had ‘landed’ on her asshole… the carnal trickster side of her just couldn’t ignore its absolutely horrible luck. So instead, she decided to just let the bug fester for a bit and that she’d get it out when she got up, doing her best to convince herself that she wasn’t getting pleasure from the minute movements of the bug tickling her hole. But then… the bug started trying to bite her. Usually when something like this happened a little squeeze of her butt was enough to make it move on, or at least stop biting. This bug seemed to just redouble its efforts after this, however, it’s struggles only increasing… and it felt AMAZING. Not wanting to really admit she was being turned on by a bug, she decided to finally get rid of it… by ripping ass all over it.
But when even THIS wasn’t enough to stop the bug (and the pleasurable feelings intensified once AGAIN), it was finally enough for Snickers to get up and figure out what was up with this bug… only to finally pull it out in a bathroom stall and… realize it was… you.
Of course, you were a little bit terrified of this situation. You hadn’t really had many interactions with Snickers before this, and now… well now you knew more about her asshole than probably anyone else. You thought for a moment about trying to come up with a plausible excuse for all this… and quickly decided honesty was the best option, hoping for the best that Snickers would understand…
Choices
1. Snickers listens to your story, but is secretly over the moon with happiness now that she’s realized it was you and not some bug that was causing her so much pleasure, and she decides that she’s going to do her best to convince you to keep making her feel good periodically. (Friends with Benefits route. She may help you get back to Lulu/your friends, but it will periodically cost you.)
2. Snickers partially listens to your story, but interprets it differently. “So… what I’m hearing is… your teacher’s ass is plenty big enough for you, but not smelly enough. So you asked your crush to fart on you, but that still wasn’t enough… but MINE was so great you literally gave me my first rimjob.” (Delirious ‘Girlfriend’ route, convinced you love her smelly ass over anyone’s.)
3. Snickers listens to your whole story, says it’s not your fault, then gives you back to Lulu… but tells her everything, and Lulu starts getting ideas… (Lusty Caretaker route.)
4. Snickers listens to your whole story, says it’s not your fault, then gives you back to Jen… but tells her everything, and Jen feels even more jealous than she did of Lulu/Lillian. (Possessive Jen route.)
Unfortunately, your destination was probably neither of these things. Time slowed down as you realized you were headed right for one of the schools more infamous outcasts… Known to you (and everyone else) only as ‘Snickers’, and although you hadn’t had many run-ins with her, you would nonetheless recognize her just about anywhere. Although Lillian, being a more outgoing sort, was more famous, Snickers definitely gave her a run for her money in the huge ass department, and actually trumped her in a lot of ways when it came to… well blatantly showing off said ass. To be honest you were fairly sure she just didn’t notice (or couldn’t be bother to care), but where Lillian actively flaunted her butt, Snickers’ norm of ENTIRELY too small shorts of varying styles NEVER covered her ass completely. Copious amounts of VERY pale ass flesh either spilled out the bottom of her shorts while her bum did the best to make her shorts disappear in devouring wedgies, or more often didn’t fit at all, leaving at least half her ass crack overflowing her tiny garments. And horrifyingly for you, today was one of the latter, her bright green Double Mint Gum branded shorts barely legible under nearly 3/4 of her asscrack bulging, spilling, and literally HANGING over the top… with you on a perfect crash course with that crack.
You did everything you could think of to change your trajectory, even trying to ‘swim’ through the air, anything to keep you from your destination… but it was all in vain. You could only hope her cheeks were too heavy and pressed together to let you through, only for even these hopes to be dashed as well as she leaned and bent down to grab one of her name’s sakes from her bag on the floor… and easily spread her cheeks enough for your entry subsequent dive DEEP into her crack. SO deep, in fact, that when you finally stopped moving and took stock of your situation… you realized you were literally at the deepest part… stuck spread eagle against her bulging ring of an anus.
You were horrified to realize that not only could you not move your arms and legs, a film of anal juices easily sticking you fast to the surface, but that your new location smelled MULTITUDES worse than Jen’s horrible fart, which had been one of the worst things you had ever smelt. And as Snickers didn’t seem to have any reaction beyond a slight shiver to your sudden presence… This was… beyond bad.
For a while you madly wiggled in every way you could, but no matter how much you strained, your remained stuck to the slowly flexing orifice in front of you, its periodic bulging out against you (and smearing you into the butt cheeks behind you before reclaiming its prize) the only response. And then the gurgling began. It sounded like an absolutely horrible, disgusting sewer monster was slowly gurgling toward you… ready to devour you… and the only thing holding it back was Snickers’ nearly equally disgusting asshole. Now in an absolute panic, you grasped at straws to come up with anything to get Snickers’ attention so she could (hopefully) save you… and without being able to use your arms or legs, could only come up with one horrible solution… biting.
And so, with huge amounts of trepidation, you leaned your head forward and forced yourself to bite down… or at least tried to. If the smell of Snickers’ dirty eye was disgusting, the taste was absolutely atrocious. It was so bad you immediately went into a gagging fit. Nonetheless, your efforts had at least caused some kind of reaction, the booty meat jiggling ever so softly around you… but nothing else happened. So… of course… this meant you had to try again. And so with a complete sense of doom, you forced yourself to bite as hard as you could to keep yourself from balking again. You… immediately regretted it. The small taste you had before now completely permeated every one of your taste buds, and you weren’t sure you’d ever taste anything right again. To add insult to injury, Snickers’ ass clenched tight (or as tight as her blubbery butt allowed) around you, not allowing you to pull back and stop your bite… If anything, more of her asshole flesh pushed its way into your mouth. And then… the monster arrived.
PPPLLLRRRRFFFFFTTT!!! BBBBLLLRRRBROMPFF!!!
Huge farts exploded all over you while you were forced to practically eat Snickers’ asshole wrinkle. The smell… you were beginning to run out of ways to describe how gross all the smells you were being attacked with were, but… needless to say, this was the worst one to date, so horrible that even the TASTE of Snickers’ asshole actually got worse. And you could do nothing but take it… and continue to bite (which actually just pushed worse and worse flavors into your mouth with ever chew) in a desperation to make all this sacrifice worth something… until you were left nearly crying for joy as Snickers got up and walked somewhere before digging into her ass crack and extracting you.
Her humongous eyes went wide as she brought your stinking form in front of her face, somehow ignoring the stench and immediately recognizing you. “…Blaise? Why are you rooting around in my ass?”
Unbeknownst to you, Snickers had actually felt you land against her asshole initially. Thinking you were a bug, she was going to immediately get you out, but… as she realized the bug had not only flown into her crack, but had ‘landed’ on her asshole… the carnal trickster side of her just couldn’t ignore its absolutely horrible luck. So instead, she decided to just let the bug fester for a bit and that she’d get it out when she got up, doing her best to convince herself that she wasn’t getting pleasure from the minute movements of the bug tickling her hole. But then… the bug started trying to bite her. Usually when something like this happened a little squeeze of her butt was enough to make it move on, or at least stop biting. This bug seemed to just redouble its efforts after this, however, it’s struggles only increasing… and it felt AMAZING. Not wanting to really admit she was being turned on by a bug, she decided to finally get rid of it… by ripping ass all over it.
But when even THIS wasn’t enough to stop the bug (and the pleasurable feelings intensified once AGAIN), it was finally enough for Snickers to get up and figure out what was up with this bug… only to finally pull it out in a bathroom stall and… realize it was… you.
Of course, you were a little bit terrified of this situation. You hadn’t really had many interactions with Snickers before this, and now… well now you knew more about her asshole than probably anyone else. You thought for a moment about trying to come up with a plausible excuse for all this… and quickly decided honesty was the best option, hoping for the best that Snickers would understand…
Choices
1. Snickers listens to your story, but is secretly over the moon with happiness now that she’s realized it was you and not some bug that was causing her so much pleasure, and she decides that she’s going to do her best to convince you to keep making her feel good periodically. (Friends with Benefits route. She may help you get back to Lulu/your friends, but it will periodically cost you.)
2. Snickers partially listens to your story, but interprets it differently. “So… what I’m hearing is… your teacher’s ass is plenty big enough for you, but not smelly enough. So you asked your crush to fart on you, but that still wasn’t enough… but MINE was so great you literally gave me my first rimjob.” (Delirious ‘Girlfriend’ route, convinced you love her smelly ass over anyone’s.)
3. Snickers listens to your whole story, says it’s not your fault, then gives you back to Lulu… but tells her everything, and Lulu starts getting ideas… (Lusty Caretaker route.)
4. Snickers listens to your whole story, says it’s not your fault, then gives you back to Jen… but tells her everything, and Jen feels even more jealous than she did of Lulu/Lillian. (Possessive Jen route.)
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May 12, 2023
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