Asking the Real Questions (kinked edition), path 1×1 Giantess/Shrinking & Farts chapter 44 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.

"So, Lilly…" Sheila grinned at her daughter across the table as the teen continued hungrily scarfing down her plate full of burritos. "How do they compare with Auntie Miriam's? I made sure to put in extra beans~"

Lilly hummed as she finished chewing her third one, as if she was about to answer. Once she swallowed, she smiled contently—although her smile didn't fully meet her eyes.

"They're really good! You got the recipe perfect."

The older woman chuckled. "Damn right I did—between us, we'll be more than gassy enough to make up for Jordana going to college~"

She deliberately winked her anus at you as she said that, delighting at the feeling of your shrunken body sinking into her folds and the little peck you left right on the margin of her canal in reply.

She didn't miss the light blush that came upon Lillian's face as she did so, though, and her grin only grew as she rested her head in her hands and leaaned over her side of the table, staring into her daughters eyes with a look of naughty intrigue.

"So, what's been going on with you and Blaise lately, hmm? You've been awfully flustered whenever he comes up, as of late." Her voice carried a teasing tone to it as she enjoyed the view of her daughter tensing up and squirming under her gaze, the teen girl's face turning beet red.

"U-um…"

"Aw… don't be shy, sweetie," her grin did not falter one bit as she tilted her head into her hand a bit. "I can keep a secret if you need me to~"

Isn't that right, Blaise~? She thought as she winked her anus around you again with the same results.

Meanwhile, Lillian was starting to crack under the pressure of her mother's curious, alluring gaze as she was left none the wiser, her fluster only growing as she stammered awkwardly, unable to find her words.

Finally, though, she broke, having curled in on herself the same way you did in Sheila's hands only an hour or two ago.

"… We had sex on the beach." She almost squeaked her cover story, her voice small and meek before the older and thiccer woman.

Sheila's eyebrows rose up in feigned surprise, her lips puckering ever so slightly.

"… Oh?" her grin returned in full force, carrying a hidden delight as she relished in the revelation that yes, she had in effect just cucked her daughter without her knowing. "How was it? I'm guessing you did your own 'brand' of anal~?"

Lillian stiffened up as her face now went full-on purple from the blood rushing to it, but after a few moments, she slowly nodded, embarrassed beyond words.

Sheila's grin gained a proud undertone to it at her own correct deduction, and she found herself getting aroused at the mental image of Lillian doing anal cowgirl with you in broad daylight on white sands against the backdrop of the sea, brapping loudly on your throbbing, veiny cock with each bounce as the two of you moaned in ecstasy together.

Maybe we should do that sometime if you manage to get back to normal size, Blaise~

She winked against you a third time before putting that thought aside for the time being, satisfied that you'd rile her up with everything that happened later.

Still, the MILF continued to look upon her daughter's… slightly ashamed figure? There's obviously some drama here…

She decided to adopt a gentler approach, translating into her tone and expression.

"So, are the two of you an item now, or was that just a one-time experiment?" Because I'm good with either~

Lillian looked back up at her mother for a moment, before her gaze veered away in shame.

"… I don't know," she confessed, and she found herself surprised at how easily she felt she could talk about it now. "I mean, we both really enjoyed it, in the end—but at the same time, I still don't know if he can even really see me that way yet. And…" she clenched her fists slightly as they rested on the table, "I'm scared. I've never been with a guy before—and even though he's the only guy I've ever even been interested in, even though I'm pretty sure he's even into my farts now, I… I don't know what I'm supposed to do next. I feel like I played my hand too early, and now I've just lost and taken him down with me."

As her daughter continued to come clean, looking more and more downtrodden and depressed, Sheila found her gaze softening slightly in empathy.

"Oh, honey…" she rested her hand over her daughter's. "Is that why you've been avoiding him the past few days?"

The teen answered wordlessly with a small nod after a moment, her face downcast.

I wouldn't worry so much, though… the older woman thought. After all, he did say he came here wanting to try it again~

Hmm… an idea came to her. Maybe I can still help move things along with you two, or at least see if Blaise is still up for it~

"You stopped by his house earlier on the way home, right? I'm assuming Auntie Miriam told you he'd come here looking for you?"

"… Well, yeah," Lillian rubbed the back of her head. "I… feel like I have to talk to him about this sooner rather than later, even if I don't really know what I'm supposed to say."

Sheila smiled somewhat coyly.

"Don't you think he might have come over because he wanted to try it with you again~?"

Lillian started blushing again at that question, and more so as she actually gave it some thought.

"Maybe… But, where would that even put us?"

Sheila tittered before answering.

"Well… even if you guys don't become an official couple just yet, you could still try being 'friends with benefits' for a little while, if he's also up for it! You've basically been treading that border now for a long time now, anyway."

And given just how kinky he's shown me he really is so far, he might even be open to that idea~ she smiled to herself as she winked her asshole around you twice, anticipating your response. She giggled as another, particularly naughty notion—that you'd rather be with her over Lillian—came to mind, arousing her quite a bit more.

If not, though, then Lilly will just have to wait till I'm done with you first~

She honestly couldn't wait to talk with you about it before the rest of your fun later…

You couldn't hear a thing Lillian was saying from where you were under the full weight of Sheila's body sitting on you.

But you could still make out one or two things Sheila was saying, even through the erotic slurping and sucking sounds her asshole made as it continued 'kissing' your face together with your own soft, reflexive moans into it all the while, and you were just barely lucid enough (despite the overwhelmingly arousing 'foreplay' you were having with your Auntie) that you could still roughly piece together the essence of the conversation.

Lillian… "Hmmph~" really… "Mnh~" likes… "Mhh~" me…?

The more than pleasant feeling of your Auntie's asshole squeezing noticably more firmly around your face in a more intense 'anal kiss' let you know that her last question was, once again, directed at you.

But your brain was so foggy with your sexual hormones and Sheila's methane that it was hard to think about the question properly. Still, with what little lucidity remained in your lust-addled mind, you considered it.

Would you be open to trying something more intimate with Lillian again on shared terms, now that you actually enjoyed her farts? Or would she just not be able to hold a candle against her mom, at least as it stood now?