Found by Sheila (kinked edition), part 2
Giantess/Shrinking & Farts
chapter 33
by
Sex-Caliber
NOTE: This path follows an alternate version of another path by NotOnTime, with new context from the previous path influencing the way the events play out. The chapters are thus titled accordingly. Just putting this here for transparency's sake.
You scratched the back of your head, feeling as though you shouldn't yet tell her this has happened before… and especially not what happened after that.
Still, that doesn't mean I can't answer her directly.
"Honestly… I've got no idea," you scratched the back of your head. "All I know is that I blacked out as I felt it start, and then I woke up like this."
She frowned for a moment with some concern (understandably) and hummed in thought, her other hand resting on her hip before asking another question. "Well… Do you feel any different? Besides the obvious, of course."
Seeing no reason not to answer directly again (since you wouldn't necessarily betray anything you were trying not to), you continued.
"I mean… I feel stronger, I guess? A lot stronger. Maybe it's because my mass contracted, so my muscles are denser—or something like that."
Her concern gave way to intrigue, and before long a mischievous glint came to her eyes.
"Oh? Shall we test that theory?"
Your experience skipped you having to wonder what she meant by that, memories surging through your mind like what they entailed surged across your body. Still, your first instinct was to try and deflect with the obvious question—even as your all too bright blush betrayed you again.
"Um… W—what do you mean by that, Auntie?"
Her other hand rose from her hip to her lips as she giggled girlishly again.
"Oh, you know. Even at your size, we can still have some fun~" Her eyes move ever so slightly down from yours. "By the looks of it, you have some idea of what I mean already, and you're up for it~"
You only took a moment to realise what she meant, your eyes trailing down to the tent once again pitched in your pants.
Oh, shit.