You've got a friend in her?
Giantess/Shrinking & Farts
chapter 8
by
RandomAnon
You immediately recognized that face, which is more than can be said for most in your school. She's not even bad to look at, for some reason that escapes your comprehension, nearly everyone ignores this girl yet she's surprisingly pretty, her blonde hair looks silky smooth, her round blue eyes might not look the sharpest, but there's nothing wrong with them either. Her curvaceous albeit rather pudgy frame was also cute in some ways and attractive in others, not too different from the likes of Cindy and Lillian, being so bottom heavy with huge thighs and an enormous butt to match, plus some belly that looked just right on her.
Of course, all of this would've been perfectly fine except for one teeny tiny silly little factor... she was unfathomably huge! She was already tall for a girl, not much shorter than you were but now... Now she was like a cosmic Titaness, her thighs alone took over your entire field of view, displaying those incredibly short shorts emblazoned with the logo of her favorite snack/food source as well as the source of her "namesake": Snickers. The shorts looked more like ill-fitting panties on her lower body and almost inexplicably, jiggled and wobbled even with her standing idly.
You then shuddered, suddenly remembering that you weren't just looking at the landscape, this was a person, an incredibly gigantic person that had come to see you... wait, what? Did Snickers even know where you lived? You wracked your brain for a moment, digging up very specific memories with her was a bit difficult but the search didn't turn empty, soon you recalled several instances in which she'd come to your house to do homework together and a few times because you volunteered to help her, as no one else seemed to be willing to.
At least, she could be counted as another one of your friends so in theory there should be nothing to fear with her? You kept telling yourself that in your head because if there was the slightest chance that wasn't the case, you might be thoroughly screwed. Her booming giggling was what ultimately forced you out of your deep, panicking thoughtfulness as you had to crane your neck up to look at her face, seeing that she was smiling.
"I see you meant it for real" She said.
"H-Huh?" You then shook your head "Oh... Hi, Snickers!" You timidly waved at her and weren't even sure if she heard your voice but her reaction soon gave away that she did.
"Guess you're still sleepy" She said with a hint of sheepishness "I'm sorry, I forgot to ask when you'd wake up so I just came to hang out after breakfast" She explained
"But your mom still made me eat a full breakfast because she says Snickers bars don't count as food" She added with a chuckle, patting her belly, which looked a bit larger than usual.
"Anyway! We were talking about stuff yesterday and you said I have nice thighs" She said with a renewed smile, softly poking one of her thighs to apparently showcase how squishy and soft it is, causing a surge of ripples that traveled across its vast, meaty expanse.
"I thought you were just trying to cheer me up because the other boys keep saying that I'm a fat slob or something something"
Her tone was a little cryptic this time, she sounded rather dismissive, yet it also gave you the impression that the insults were getting to her, not unlike the Snickers you knew. Could it be? Could it be the exact same? You had similar conversations over the years but you weren't sure if you'd ever been so direct at complimenting her. Then again, it didn't sound so strange, it was an honest compliment that you could see yourself giving her specially when trying to cheer her up.
"I thought you'd get mad for all the times I've put you on them and the several times I kinda squished you in between. I swear most of the times I did it to keep you from falling" She said, once again with that hint of apologetic embarrassment. Huh, it sounded like Snickers had more interaction with you than usual. Jen, Lillian and the rest of your friends tended not to give you that much wiggle room to be with others but who knows?
"N-No, I understand!" You said, almost choking as you blushed quite a lot as your mind tried to re-enact the scenes she described. Now it made more sense that you'd compliment her after getting what presumably were deeply scary and disturbing experiences with those gigantic thighs at your current scale.
Also, Snickers doesn't seem to be bothered by your current size... You recalled the strange stuff in your phone, something about alternate realities and even going as far to state that you went from your respectable 190cm tall (6'3") to a mere 0.1 mm tall. How small was that? You vaguely remembered Zuemy talking about that because for whatever reason, a little tidbit of trivia she gave you stuck with you: that's the size of a typical grain of sand. As you recalled more of those conversations, you got your answer... a tenth of a millimeter is more or less 1/254th of an inch, incredibly, ridiculously small. 'As if these girls weren't plenty big already' you thought with a sigh, wondering how the Zuemy you knew would react upon finding you at this size.
With no warning, you were overtaken by a peach-colored blur and before you knew it, you found yourself laying on a massive platform full of weirdly shaped trenches, like some sort of doodle-shaped labyrinth. It only took about 5 seconds for recognition to make sense of the bizarre sight: A fingertip? Those were fingerprints? Snickers had swiftly picked you up with the tip of her index finger and brought you to her eyes' level, presumably to make talking to you better somehow? You felt no ill intent from her thus far.
"Did you have breakfast already?" She then asked.
"Uh, no, I haven't" You chuckled more casually, easing up somewhat despite the circumstances "I'm not too hungry yet but if I do I guess you could just take me to the kitchen, if you don't mind that is"
"Sure!" Snickers nodded "So, let's hang out!" She said with more cheerfulness and energy than you remember her having most of the times you ever interacted with her. But well, how bad could this possibly be?