Feeling pretty beaten up and with your ears ringing from Monique's last huge fart, all you could do was try to rest and recover. She seemed to stick true to her word and mercifully stopped farting, which at this point you greatly appreciated. It gave you goosebumps when you thought about it, but her soft squishy flesh felt quite nice, or would feel if it wasn't slightly moist from remnants of her sweat, but even then, it was somewhat akin to a waterbed or memory foam and you were completely engulfed by the stuff.
You could hear Monique's muffled voice and it sounded like she was talking to someone, but that person's voice was far too muffled for you to fully make it out, though you ended up figuring by context that it was actually Veronica. A cold chill ran down your spine, you knew she and Monique were besties. Would she keep you hidden even from her? She was a nice and pretty girl, but her reputation as the school's Fart Queen made her utterly terrifying for you to deal with at your current scale. If Jen's fart had been so terrible you couldn't imagine you'd be able to survive Veronica's, and prayed that you'd never have to face such a horrid trial.
You pressed your head into the blubbery mass engulfing it, trying to get a better hearing of her conversation, and through whatever fragments that managed to make it to you through countless tons of booty fat, you pieced together that they were talking about you. Veronica seemed to be talking about making progress with the other you that was native to this strange world, you gulped. Something told you you'd probably have to face Veronica at some point, sooner or later, and all you could hope for is for the latter. The fact that apparently she wanted to fart on you like Lillian made you nearly faint and go pale as a ghost.
'I'm so gonna have nightmares about this, aren't I?' You thought and decided to shake your head and try not to think about that. But the only other thing you could think of at the moment was the fact that you were stashed away in Monique's huge ass, and by her own admission she was gonna be terribly gassy for the day.
'I can just hope she's just let out of her system most of it by now' You sighed and tried to get comfortable.
A few minutes later, the massive wall of fabric that was the back of Monique's panties suddenly rammed into you and dragged you for what felt like hundreds of meters, pushing you deeper into her already abyssal crack, the impact was too fast and to powerful for you to do anything about, and it was over almost as soon as it began.
'Guess this shouldn't even be a surprise' You sighed again, as you knew that even the Monique you knew seemed to always be uncomfortable with her panties, picking out wedgies or yanking them deeper while jostling around in shorts or pants that were clearly not meant for such a big butt.
Outside, Monique and Veronica walked into their next class, which was History with Ms. Coleman. Notoriously, the class was devoid of micros and it was no mere coincidence. With how gassy and clumsy the poor teacher was, any micros that valued their lives, and even those who quite didn't had learnt to give her the widest berth ever. Micro students would take the subject with other teachers just to be slightly safer, which did sadden her, since she never bore any kind of ill will towards them, and in fact she sought to vindicate them in a way, by educating the newer generations better since even in this day and age people seemed to be pretty ignorant about the importance of micros through their world's history.
As usual, Monique and Veronica went for the furthest back seats in the right corner, almost as far from the teacher as possible, not because they had anything against her, but mostly because this placed them farther from most other students and for the most part allowed them to let loose in relative peace. The two were still talking about various things and giggling, ignoring most of their fellow classmates and feeling relieved that Emily didn't share this class with them.
"Alright, gonna sit down" Monique said as casually as she could while approaching her seat, but it was a bit louder than usual, hoping that you heard it and were prepared for the incoming shift in pressure.
"Well, duh!" Veronica teased her as she plopped down on her seat "Why did you have to announce that?" She asked with a giggle.
"Oh! Just force of habit!" Monique said, standing before her seat and taking her sweet time to turn around.
"I try to give a warning in case any micros happen to be on my chair. It works! Well, it does work like half of the time" She explained.
"That's pretty sensible actually. I guess I should look before I sit more often too" Veronica said, noticing how her own butt consumed every square inch of available space on the chair and even slightly spilled over to the sides, though that still paled in comparison to Monique's humongous behind, just one of her cheeks could easily accomplish the same thing.
"But this is Ms. Coleman's class! No micro's stupid enough to actually come here"
"Um, you do know that Blaise actually takes this class with her?" Monique giggled while slowly bending over to sit down, not just to make it as easy as possible for you, but because when she bent over she could feel your diminutive form get pressed between her plush cheeks and it gave her wave after wave of pleasurable tingles.
"Huh?! He does?!" Veronica gasped, now feeling bad for what she'd just said before.
"Yeah..." Monique said as she finally sat down. Her massive booty was too big for the flat, hard seat, and it was quite uncomfortable but she was largely used to it by now. She wiggled her hips a little to get more comfortable, realizing that this would probably feel worse if she weren't as endowed back there.
"But in his defense, I think he takes it just to be together with Lillian and Jen"
"Awww" Veronica cooed. She wasn't gonna deny it, she envied the close relationship you enjoyed with those two. Or maybe not full-on envy, but she longed for achieving the same.
"I understand" She chuckled "But still, it has to be pretty terrifying... I don't even know how he's so nice and chill with all the stuff that happens to him... I mean, if I were a micro I think I'd have some kind of anxiety at this point"
"Huh?" Monique turned to look at her, giving her a somewhat amused smile "I wonder how loud your farts would be at that scale. Maybe you'd still be the Fart Queen" She giggled.
"Moni!" Veronica playfully punched her in the shoulder "I mean it, for serious! Come to think of it, micros are just so small... we must be like walking celestial bodies. Ms. Coleman's big butt has to be terrifying at that scale, even more with all those farts! I... I don't think any of us can imagine just how terrible it has to be for micros... Imagine being squashed by a meaty globe the size of an entire planet! Or worse, to be hopelessly trapped between two of them! And if she farts, I guess it'd be like taking an actual nuke to the face..."
Unknown to Veronica, the way she presented her imagined scenario was making Monique feel self-conscious all over again, feeling like even though she was indeed protecting you from people that wanted to hurt you, the ordeals she was putting you through weren't that much better.
"Uh, yeah, I guess that'd be absolutely horrible, geez" Monique laughed nervously.
"Didn't you want to do that to Blaise though?" She said, after taking a moment to recover.
Veronica instantly blushed red like a tomato and gave her a look of disbelief. She couldn't even articulate a proper sentence for roughly a minute.
"M-Moni! I mean, yeah, you're right... but I'd do it knowing he's there... and if he agrees to it" She said, shifting around in her seat a little, shuddering as she tried imagining having you as her boyfriend happily riding in the gassy hazardous zone that was the back of her underwear, waiting to be 'showered' by her countless farts throughout the day.
"Well, I agree, if the person doesn't even know you're there that has to be real scary. I guess that's what Blaise's felt the times he's ended up in that girl Snickers' butt" Monique replied
"Wow. That's some real bad luck" Veronica winced "Who knows what she's like since she doesn't talk to anybody"
"I've seen her while passing by. She seems chill if you ask me" Monique commented "But I could tell she sort of didn't want to let him go after she discovered him"
"She likes him too?!" Veronica frowned.
"Beats me, but I think it's more that she just wants a friend. And come to think of it I think Blaise's like the only person that speaks to her" Monique explained.
"Now I feel bad for her" Veronica looked away "In a way I think I can kinda understand what that feels like. I'm really happy to have good friends like you though" Monique blushed a little and laughed, giving her a thumbs up.
"So... it sounded like you might want to see if she wants to hang out with us?" She asked, feeling curious.
"We probably should. It's kind of mean how everyone treats her like a ghost" Veronica replied.
"Speaking of hanging out... uh, after what happened in the cafeteria... what are we gonna do about Em?" Monique then asked.
"Uh... I dunno. But if she's so bent on wanting to hurt Blaise of all people I don't think I wanna hang out with her anymore. Besides, she's one of the main reasons his friends distrust us for the most part" Veronica sighed.
"Yeah, though Jen seems to have some ulterior motives" Monique pointed out "Then again, it's just one of them, Lillian and Zuemy are chill, and I think that German sophomore is okay too. Maybe a bit on the nerdy side but she looks like the adorable type"
"Almost sounds like a plan" Veronica chuckled.
"Well, it's not me who wants to find a way to get to spend some time with her beloved on a more consistent basis" Monique teased her again, earning a jab to the ribs from a flustered Veronica. Just then, Ms. Coleman walked in and the class began...
You could hear Monique's muffled voice and it sounded like she was talking to someone, but that person's voice was far too muffled for you to fully make it out, though you ended up figuring by context that it was actually Veronica. A cold chill ran down your spine, you knew she and Monique were besties. Would she keep you hidden even from her? She was a nice and pretty girl, but her reputation as the school's Fart Queen made her utterly terrifying for you to deal with at your current scale. If Jen's fart had been so terrible you couldn't imagine you'd be able to survive Veronica's, and prayed that you'd never have to face such a horrid trial.
You pressed your head into the blubbery mass engulfing it, trying to get a better hearing of her conversation, and through whatever fragments that managed to make it to you through countless tons of booty fat, you pieced together that they were talking about you. Veronica seemed to be talking about making progress with the other you that was native to this strange world, you gulped. Something told you you'd probably have to face Veronica at some point, sooner or later, and all you could hope for is for the latter. The fact that apparently she wanted to fart on you like Lillian made you nearly faint and go pale as a ghost.
'I'm so gonna have nightmares about this, aren't I?' You thought and decided to shake your head and try not to think about that. But the only other thing you could think of at the moment was the fact that you were stashed away in Monique's huge ass, and by her own admission she was gonna be terribly gassy for the day.
'I can just hope she's just let out of her system most of it by now' You sighed and tried to get comfortable.
A few minutes later, the massive wall of fabric that was the back of Monique's panties suddenly rammed into you and dragged you for what felt like hundreds of meters, pushing you deeper into her already abyssal crack, the impact was too fast and to powerful for you to do anything about, and it was over almost as soon as it began.
'Guess this shouldn't even be a surprise' You sighed again, as you knew that even the Monique you knew seemed to always be uncomfortable with her panties, picking out wedgies or yanking them deeper while jostling around in shorts or pants that were clearly not meant for such a big butt.
Outside, Monique and Veronica walked into their next class, which was History with Ms. Coleman. Notoriously, the class was devoid of micros and it was no mere coincidence. With how gassy and clumsy the poor teacher was, any micros that valued their lives, and even those who quite didn't had learnt to give her the widest berth ever. Micro students would take the subject with other teachers just to be slightly safer, which did sadden her, since she never bore any kind of ill will towards them, and in fact she sought to vindicate them in a way, by educating the newer generations better since even in this day and age people seemed to be pretty ignorant about the importance of micros through their world's history.
As usual, Monique and Veronica went for the furthest back seats in the right corner, almost as far from the teacher as possible, not because they had anything against her, but mostly because this placed them farther from most other students and for the most part allowed them to let loose in relative peace. The two were still talking about various things and giggling, ignoring most of their fellow classmates and feeling relieved that Emily didn't share this class with them.
"Alright, gonna sit down" Monique said as casually as she could while approaching her seat, but it was a bit louder than usual, hoping that you heard it and were prepared for the incoming shift in pressure.
"Well, duh!" Veronica teased her as she plopped down on her seat "Why did you have to announce that?" She asked with a giggle.
"Oh! Just force of habit!" Monique said, standing before her seat and taking her sweet time to turn around.
"I try to give a warning in case any micros happen to be on my chair. It works! Well, it does work like half of the time" She explained.
"That's pretty sensible actually. I guess I should look before I sit more often too" Veronica said, noticing how her own butt consumed every square inch of available space on the chair and even slightly spilled over to the sides, though that still paled in comparison to Monique's humongous behind, just one of her cheeks could easily accomplish the same thing.
"But this is Ms. Coleman's class! No micro's stupid enough to actually come here"
"Um, you do know that Blaise actually takes this class with her?" Monique giggled while slowly bending over to sit down, not just to make it as easy as possible for you, but because when she bent over she could feel your diminutive form get pressed between her plush cheeks and it gave her wave after wave of pleasurable tingles.
"Huh?! He does?!" Veronica gasped, now feeling bad for what she'd just said before.
"Yeah..." Monique said as she finally sat down. Her massive booty was too big for the flat, hard seat, and it was quite uncomfortable but she was largely used to it by now. She wiggled her hips a little to get more comfortable, realizing that this would probably feel worse if she weren't as endowed back there.
"But in his defense, I think he takes it just to be together with Lillian and Jen"
"Awww" Veronica cooed. She wasn't gonna deny it, she envied the close relationship you enjoyed with those two. Or maybe not full-on envy, but she longed for achieving the same.
"I understand" She chuckled "But still, it has to be pretty terrifying... I don't even know how he's so nice and chill with all the stuff that happens to him... I mean, if I were a micro I think I'd have some kind of anxiety at this point"
"Huh?" Monique turned to look at her, giving her a somewhat amused smile "I wonder how loud your farts would be at that scale. Maybe you'd still be the Fart Queen" She giggled.
"Moni!" Veronica playfully punched her in the shoulder "I mean it, for serious! Come to think of it, micros are just so small... we must be like walking celestial bodies. Ms. Coleman's big butt has to be terrifying at that scale, even more with all those farts! I... I don't think any of us can imagine just how terrible it has to be for micros... Imagine being squashed by a meaty globe the size of an entire planet! Or worse, to be hopelessly trapped between two of them! And if she farts, I guess it'd be like taking an actual nuke to the face..."
Unknown to Veronica, the way she presented her imagined scenario was making Monique feel self-conscious all over again, feeling like even though she was indeed protecting you from people that wanted to hurt you, the ordeals she was putting you through weren't that much better.
"Uh, yeah, I guess that'd be absolutely horrible, geez" Monique laughed nervously.
"Didn't you want to do that to Blaise though?" She said, after taking a moment to recover.
Veronica instantly blushed red like a tomato and gave her a look of disbelief. She couldn't even articulate a proper sentence for roughly a minute.
"M-Moni! I mean, yeah, you're right... but I'd do it knowing he's there... and if he agrees to it" She said, shifting around in her seat a little, shuddering as she tried imagining having you as her boyfriend happily riding in the gassy hazardous zone that was the back of her underwear, waiting to be 'showered' by her countless farts throughout the day.
"Well, I agree, if the person doesn't even know you're there that has to be real scary. I guess that's what Blaise's felt the times he's ended up in that girl Snickers' butt" Monique replied
"Wow. That's some real bad luck" Veronica winced "Who knows what she's like since she doesn't talk to anybody"
"I've seen her while passing by. She seems chill if you ask me" Monique commented "But I could tell she sort of didn't want to let him go after she discovered him"
"She likes him too?!" Veronica frowned.
"Beats me, but I think it's more that she just wants a friend. And come to think of it I think Blaise's like the only person that speaks to her" Monique explained.
"Now I feel bad for her" Veronica looked away "In a way I think I can kinda understand what that feels like. I'm really happy to have good friends like you though" Monique blushed a little and laughed, giving her a thumbs up.
"So... it sounded like you might want to see if she wants to hang out with us?" She asked, feeling curious.
"We probably should. It's kind of mean how everyone treats her like a ghost" Veronica replied.
"Speaking of hanging out... uh, after what happened in the cafeteria... what are we gonna do about Em?" Monique then asked.
"Uh... I dunno. But if she's so bent on wanting to hurt Blaise of all people I don't think I wanna hang out with her anymore. Besides, she's one of the main reasons his friends distrust us for the most part" Veronica sighed.
"Yeah, though Jen seems to have some ulterior motives" Monique pointed out "Then again, it's just one of them, Lillian and Zuemy are chill, and I think that German sophomore is okay too. Maybe a bit on the nerdy side but she looks like the adorable type"
"Almost sounds like a plan" Veronica chuckled.
"Well, it's not me who wants to find a way to get to spend some time with her beloved on a more consistent basis" Monique teased her again, earning a jab to the ribs from a flustered Veronica. Just then, Ms. Coleman walked in and the class began...
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May 12, 2023
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