Check the cabinet for something interesting.

Innovative Medicine

You decide to go after the meds, You wonder what type of disease there is in a world where magic can heal…

Upon arriving you notice the various different bottles inside, some are simple cylinders while others have unique, strange and beautiful designs with ornate lids or engravings on them.

You scrounge in the cabinet for something interesting, shuffling a few bottles around until you find one with a lightning bolt on it… Perhaps it's an energy pill? Makes sense, and speaking of it, you definitely feel tired, so why not try it?

You think so as you swallow one of the pills. Noticing how you feel a sudden burst of energy.

It feels like you’ve drunk twenty cups of coffee at once. Your heart is beating so fast it hurts.

The pain is intense for all of a second. Making your vision blur as you stifle a yell. The flask falls from your hand, hitting the ground and making a loud noise as you get dizzy.

When your vision settles…. The room has grown immensely. You make a confused noise trying to understand what happened. You look forward, seeing that flask has fallen onto the ground. You see your reflection on it, and read the really small label, that now is much bigger.

"Shrinking Pill for giants, Experimental. DON'T CONSUME IF YOU'RE SHORTER THAN 10FT"

You look around in confusion, then at your own hands… What does it mean by being shorter than 10ft? There's no one as tall as that! Why did they have such meds in a place so easy to be reached? What happened to you?

You’re now the size of a hand and you immediately feel the danger of it… What if they step on you? Or what if you fall into a hole? As you look around in panic, you feel a hand wrap around your body and lift you up.

You stare into a pair of massive blue eyes as they look at you in surprise.

"Well hello little fellow! You're so cute! Where have you come from?"

You don’t get a chance to say anything as the girl giggles and plants a head sized smooch on your face. Painting it in a red lipstick mark and the scent of cherries before she pulls away. She laughs at her handy work and gives you a wink.

She then turns to the fallen flask on the ground.

"Oh… Wait… Did you… Did you eat that? Oh my! fufufu! You're so bold! Taking on our experimental pills…"

She puts it back on the cabinet and stares at you.

"So is this the way that the giantesses see us? It's definitely… Interesting, to say the least…"

Her eyes suddenly go wide as a devilish smirk indicates that she had an idea. You gulp in fear.

Quickly you feel her bring you down to her butt. Slowing down as she presses you hard against her pussy and dragging you across her pantied lips with agonizing slowness, quietly moaning as she does.

“Give it a kiss tiny. Like I kissed you.”

You refuse to do so. There's no way you’re going to kiss ass, even more as you feel how bad it smells… Like does that girl even shower? It smells dreadful!

That only makes the girl laugh a little louder as she brings you up to her face again, the speed making the world blur around you again. As your senses come back, she gives you another kiss, slathering her tongue over your face in something resembling a very one sided french kiss. And then, just as quickly, she presses you against her ass. Rubbing you into the white fabric as she hums to herself, Her ass sways in time to some mental beat, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. But always with your face in full contact with her panties.

Your head jerks one way, then the other.

And she uses her finger to press you tightly onto her hole, her panties thin enough that you can feel it pressing out to greet your face. Her panties are so thin, that you can smell its unpleasant odor… You can only hope that she doesn't fart, cause it will be dreadful!

When she feels like she's smothered you in her scent enough, she pulls you away. And you bear witness to the lipstick and saliva smudge that stains her panties. Making you remember that your face was there moments ago.

“Heh. Well, That's a kiss alright!. Oooh. I can feel it sticking to my butt. Ah. Better take you to the professor, maybe we’ll get to play together!”

You don’t like the sound of that.

Not one bit.

So you struggle and squirm in her hand, trying to get free with your smaller body.

But her grip remains tight as she giggles at the ticklish feeling your struggles result in.

"Come on! It's gonna be fun! And she is probably the only one that will know how to get you back to your normal size again"

Suddenly the idea sounded better! You definitely want to go back to you-

"That is, if she wants to…"

You’re carried up the stairs like a pet. Some of the white robed girls look at you and giggle. Some point and share whispered conversations. But none of them help you, no matter how loudly you scream. Maybe they can’t hear you? Maybe they don’t care?

You don’t get to ponder it long. The girl carrying you pulls her robes away from her chest a little, and drops you inside, squishing you tightly between her sweaty, slippery breasts and bra as she continues walking.

“Let's take the long way, so you can really enjoy your new sticky home. Trust me. This is so much better than what Cremy will do when we find her.”

You jostled about under her robes. The sweat sticking you to her skin and also making any attempts to escape harder as you slip.

The smell is strong and cheesy, making you gag as you get a mouthful of sweaty boob in your mouth. The girl giggles. And squishes you between her breasts as she walks. Forcefully compressing the air out of your lungs, and only letting you breathe her sweat stained air as she does it again and again.

When she stops, you are breathless. And willingly taking her air in your lungs.

"Professor Cremeal~ I got something for you~"

The girl's fingers pinch you by your collar and pull you out as you gasp at the fresh clean air.

She shakes you about a bit, sending droplets of sweat flying everywhere as you feel dizzier and dizzier. Eventually she stops. Laughing at your frazzled state and holding you in her hand as your dizziness fades.

"I'm busy…"

When your vision settles, you see that there's another girl in front of you.

She's short, with blond hair tied in a bun and a pair of brown eyes behind red glasses. You can’t see her mouth behind her blue scarf but you can tell that her body seems pretty average under her blue uniform. If not on the small side to suit her smaller body.

"Aw come on! At least take a look before ignoring it!"

The girl rolls her eyes and sighs, before turning towards you"

“Hmm. A tiny sneaking around huh? Perfect! I was just about to request a test subject from the Skunks Zoelin caught earlier, but we can use this one!"

You don’t like the sound of that. And your dread intensifies dramatically as you see two more girls walk in. One is tall, with large, face eclipsing assets, while the other is smaller, with tighter looking features.

And all four girls around you are grinning maliciously.

You see the leader. The one called Cremeal, handing out a pill to each girl, and they swallow it.

Immediately you hear the ominous rumbles and moans of their stomachs and your dread gets even worse. The professor, grabs a bench and sits comfortably while staring at you

"Mary, you go first! Let's see if the concentrated "flavor" works correctly"

You don’t even get to react as you’re grabbed from the hand holding you. The larger lady stuffing you right into her panties as she pulls them tight. Your face gets intimate with her asshole which pulses in response. It's like a perverse disgusting kiss, and from it you can hear her guts grumble while you slide on her slimy crack. She turns her butt to her Cremeal.

All of a sudden, your world becomes noxious green gas. There's no sound, no warning, just slightly tainted air one moment, and then toxic fumes the next. You cough and groan, beating against the cheeks holding you in place as you’re **** to breathe a horrid scent. It reeks like you’re trapped under years worth of sewage, but that sewage has baked and baked in the sun every moment it could.

"Ohhh it really is silent… And heavy! I can feel it leaking slowly!"

Your struggles and moans only stimulate the girl you're trapped with, and her ass opens up with another silent present. You can see how she's pushing, how her hole is opening to pull you in, but there's still no sound as you feel the rush of thick deadly fumes.

Each gassy blast she releases further taints your air, and each one smells worse and worse. But there's never a sound from her ass. Her cheeks trap you tight. And when she uses her hands to squish them together, you only get closer to her filth spewing hole.

The Professor wafts her hands in front of her face, sending the gas away as she watches you squirming under her panties.

The ass that is showing you hospitality opens again, but before you can suffer its silent wrath, you're pulled free. A small hand grabbing you and putting you into another pair of cheeks.

"Ugh I can't handle it anymore!"

These ones squish you tight, each clench forcing the air from your lungs as you struggle.

"Hey! Come on! It was my turn! You don't even follow the Professor's orders?!

"Y-you had your fun! I just can't hold it in!"

A loud blast silences your struggles, and any other sounds you can hear. You hear nothing but bubbly fart. You smell nothing but rotten, decaying, baking fish. And your lungs can’t breathe anything else.

"Let her do it… I wanna see how the Gas laxative works. We've been struggling to make someone release everything without… Well, making a mess.

The cheeks clench, your lungs expel their air. And a loud blast overwhelms your senses before the cheeks relax and you’re **** to suck it all in.

Again and again the cycle repeats. As you moan and beg to be let free. But no one hears you as each deafening blast drowns out your voice and fills your lungs in deadly gas.

You cough a cloud of gas from your lungs as a brief reprieve settles in. Struggling in the sweaty cheeks that reek of fish.

"Alright, now you.. Uh.. Forgot your name, sorry… Let's just see the wet effect, I got high hopes on that one"

The bigger girl, Mary, smirks while the one that holds you captive points her ass to her Superior.

"High hopes you say, prof~?"

Cremeal blushes a bit

"Yes! I-its an important research!"

Suddenly the hand that started this grabs you, the one that brought you to this torturous existance. You get flung around by your collar, coming face to face with the red lipstick streaked panties and pressed right into them as the girl above pushes gently.

A swamp's worth of bubbly pops invades your nose. Painting the panties your nose is trapped against a gnarly shade of coffee brown. The girl above gags a little on the stench, then pushes slightly again, while the professor gets all cheery at it.

"Nice! Perfect! Keep going!"

A never ending stream of bubbles pop against your capto's panties, her hole barely twitches as soupy farts paint them ever browner. You feel your face getting wet against the dampness as ass juice threatens to drown you, her finger grinding you further into her panties and straining the fetid juice through it like being on the wrong side of a coffee filter.

Your experience gets worse when she peels the panties off. And peel them she does, coming off with a sticky, disgusting sounding squelch as they’re soaked to the bone in ass juice and brown spots.

She holds it with the tip of her fingers, and in a quick motion, wraps you tightly in them. You struggle and gag as your entire body is waterboarded in ass juice soaked panties, the liquid dripping and soaking you in raw ass scent. But of course. It doesn’t end there.

You hear something from Cremeal. A muffled request. And you feel the panties imprisoning you tighten, it gets hotter, and tighter, and the smell worse as something pushes against your feet. There's a wet squelching, and the fabric of the panties loses what light was shining through. You couldn’t smell anything but sloppy gas before, but there was at least a little air. Now… Now you can’t smell air.

The fabric in front of you darkens. A wet spultchy bubble of gas popping on the fabric, and you get a front row seat to how a fart filter works. Your nose can’t handle what's happening on the other side, and you start crying on the stench

"You like what you see, Cremeal?"

"Yes! The results are going greatly!"

"Oh yeah! You love the results don't you?"

"I-I, I'm working seriously here! Could you two stop?"

"Yeah? And what was the NEED for shoving the person up in her ass?"

"It's… It's… for uh, testing the lubrication! Will be useful in combat for sure!"

"There's definitely no more than that right? Right?"

"S-shut up before I make the three of you the next test subjects! Now get our tester outta there!

The girl whose ass holds you captive, comes closer to Cremeal

"O-oh professor… It's stuck! I-I keep pushing but it doesn't leave!"

Cremeal grunts and rolls her eyes

"Dammit! Ugh… there's no helping that! Let me just…"

You feel the dirty fabric around you get pinched as the girls giggle, then a massive fart sends you flying into her face

"AGH! Dayum! Urg"

She grabs you and puts you on an empty chair.

"Professor, you got something on your face"

Cremeal gets even redder

"I-I will clean it later! Now focus please! Uh… Y-you, Mary! Take the other 3 pills at once. I wanna see the effect!"

The bigger girl smiles as she reaches for more pills, gulping them together with a glass of water.

"As you wish Prof~"

Then as her stomach gurgles, she bends over with her ass pointed directly to Cremeal's face

"N-NO! N-not on me you goof! On the subject!"

The three of them giggle as the bigger girl answers

"Ahhhh! Sorry! My mistake~"

You could only watch, completely helpless against the giant fat ass coming down on you. The panties are lowered as the anus comes directly to kiss your face, Three different colors of gas are seen leaving her anus as the pill effects try to mix with each other. It puckers up, and gives your face another kiss.

"Hmmm I-I think it's too much Prof…Hnnnghr… Oh no! I-it's coming! Everything! Uuurgh"

The ominous gurgling noise scares you even more. You struggle as best as you can but it's not as if you could just move so many pounds over your little body. The flood gates open, and hell is released upon you.

"Don't worry! The meds will stop anything t-"

Before Cremeal could finish, the disgusting sound of Mary releasing whatever the hell is stored inside her bowels with incredible pressure is heard, while you are inundated in… Gas… A liquid gas, the expulsion of air was so concentrated and so liquid that it formed a disgusting Green bubble of rotten gas. You are ****, this is definitely the worst smell in the world! It's not even a fart! You feel like you are drowning in the bottom of a sewer. The air is heavy, it's hard to enter or leave your lungs, and every breath you take makes you squirm. You can definitely taste it too, and the taste is MUCH worse than what you've tasted before by a long shot! You try to cough, but it only worsens.

Meanwhile the 2 girls and the Professor are cringing…

"G-get out of there!"

Even though it was the Cremeal's order, Mary couldn't obey…

Another explosion of gas occurred, hitting you with a second bubble, this one was brown and the smell of rotten meat was much much worse.

"I-I can't! I-it's-"

And a third explosion occurs.. Now a part of the gas bubble starts seeping and reaching the floor, dropping like a huge droplet of demonic gas. You are still ****, getting weaker and weaker. Cremeal notices the gas and approaches. Making Mary get up.

"Oh no! Oh no! I'm sorry Professor! I truly am! This… This-"

Cremeal grabs a handful of the bubble

"This is amazing! Look! It's… It's pure gas! The chemical to make it wet and the one to make it concentrate have made this substance! Struggling to become gas or liquid! It's incredible!"

Your body gives up… After taking so much of the worst smell of your life, writhing in agony and disgust, you pass out, with the taste of her ass vivid in your mouth, and the smell following you to your dreams… And probably to the rest of your life. You learned your lesson, you'll never take any medicine without a medical prescription ever again.

Cremeal puts her glasses back on.

"Quickly! We gotta do further tests on this! Go grab something to take samples, and bring my annotations!"

"Yes!"

"At once!"

"I-I'll go to the toilet!"

The two girls rush out of the room, but before Mary can go too, Cremeal holds her by her sleeve.

"Eh? P-professor?"

She stares at Cremeal's lowered face. Red as a tomato. And quickly understands it

"... mn …"

Before Cremeal manages to say it, the girl answers:

"Hehehehe… Of course~ Coming right up~"