Kyle's Conundrum
by AzazelTheFallen
(Formerly LuciferSonOfSatan)

WARNING: Danger, danger. Beward of dog. This story contains shrinking, gross girls, bad breath, smelly feet, snot, farts, toilet humor, and poorly spell-checked paragraphs. If any of these things offend you, just skip those parts and find the parts you do like. If ALL these things offend you...well...Fuck, I don't know. Go...back a pie? Whatever.
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Natalie wiped the grease from her mouth, then lifted up her burger, taking another messy bite, carelessly, her big, green eyes sparkling cutely as she ate. Her friend, Sandra, watched her, smiling, and waited for Natalie to speak again. She had been listening to her friend, Natalie, talk for quite some time before she paused to start eating her order, the two of them being at a fast food restaurant. Sandra was a pretty average, blond hair girl. She was a little skinny, with about a C-cup at best. 

Her friend Natalie, on the other hand, was far from average. She was fairy tall, but that was hardly what one would notice, because she was huge in a lot of other ways. Her clothes seemed to be desperately fighting a losing battle to keep her nakedness contained within. Her heavy, d-cup, maybe even E cup, breasts were forced into what was obviously a C-cup bra and shirt. He ass was overflowing her tight, bright pink shorts, as she brushed a strand of bright, red hair out of her face with a greasy hand, smiling widely, with some grease dribbling down her chin onto her cleavage. While the first thing anyone would notice about Natalie was her size, the second thing would undoubtedly be her smell. Natalie was painfully unhygienic, and anyone within a hundred feet would lose their appetite from the smell, god forbid being closer.

Natalie smelled so bad because, despite being a cute and sweet girl, she never washed, or cared much about it, having never really grown out of an adolescent tom-boy phase. She only showered once in a VERY long while, and only when Sandra forced her to. Sandra was just about the only person willing to put up with Natalie, and it was probably because they had been friends since very early childhood. No matter what she did, Natalie just couldn’t help but forgive the chubby red-head for any transgression, and so they remained steadfast friends. Sandra was pulled out of her quiet contemplation by Natalie’s voice, as she finished her first Spicy Chili Burger, starting to unwrap the second of five of the big sandwiches, smiling.

“So anyway, I’ve been watching Kyle closer on Facebook lately, and he went to the post office yesterday, to buy stamps. Ooh, I wish he’d buy ME stamps…” she said, sadly, as she bit into the second burger. “He’s just SOOO cute and sexy and I-I really like him…have you….have you tried talking to him for me yet, Sandra..?” Natalie asked, timidly, cheeks a little red as she ate the second burger. 

Sandra smiled a little, and thought about Kyle. She worked at an office, with a young man named Kyle, a fairly small boy with messy, brown hair, and green eyes, and Natalie has a massive, intense crush on him that bordered on the creepy. She obsessed over him, but was too embarrassed to talk to him or ask him out. She had scared off far, far too many boys with her poor hygiene and various other problems that most boys were not very willing to put up with. Many times she had asked Sandra to talk to Kyle for her, and see if he would ever be willing to go out with her, or if he maybe liked her (even though he had never met her and didn’t know her), but Sandra knew he would reject her, so she always made some excuse not to. However, this time, a smile crept across her face as she thought about what she had planned. “Actually, Natalie, I was going to talk to him today…” she said, softly, smiling a little wider.

Natalie gasped, smiling, and hugged her blond friend close, getting sweat, grease, and chili sauce on her shirt, as they embraced. Most other people would have found being so close to Natalie disgustingly unpleasant, but Sandra just smiled, and hugged her back. “T-That’s great! I-I’m s-so excited…A-And nervous…!” she cried, shyly, and continued her eating. Sandra finished her own food, and said goodbye to her friend, standing to leave. As she did, Natalie called out goodbye to her, leaning to one side and letting out a long, loud ‘Pfffffffffffftttttttttbbbblll!’, sending almost every other customer scrambling desperately for the exit to escape the small…and the few who didn’t running for the bathroom, covering their mouths. Sandra just giggled, and left the place, smiling.
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Sandra smiled as she carried two cups of coffee to her cubicle, at her job, the steaming mugs two different colors. She licked her lips a little, as she sat down, setting one mug in front of herself, and one in front of the person directly across from her, Kyle. He was a short-ish young man, with messy, brown hair, and green eyes, and a fairly simple, businesslike outfit. He looked exhausted, as he did every morning, and he and Sandra shared a large cubicle, with their desks together, facing each other. She warmly offered Kyle the mug of coffee. “Here you go, sleepy head. Why don’t you perk up a little?” She said, warmly. Kyle smiled at her, weakly, sleepily clutching the mug, and taking a few long gulps of the hot drink. Sandra had to bite her lip to keep from giggling, as she reached into her pocket, fingering the small glass vial that had once contained liquid, which was now in Kyle’s coffee. With a feel of great excitement, Sandra waited.
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Kyle groaned, and awakened inside a dark room. The room felt unstable, and it shifted and bounced a little every few moments, making him feel very confused. The last thing he remembered was being in the office, being sleepy from having just gotten up, and the next thing he recalled, he was waking up in this strange place. He looked around himself, slowly, but everything was dark. Suddenly, he heard a tremendous, loud sound like a door opening nearby, and heard a vaguely familiar voice, magnified ten times, saying loudly “What’s this…?” before everything around him began to shake and tumble wildly.
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Natalie blinked in surprise when she opened her front door, early one morning, and found a small box, wrapped and decorated like a present, including a bow. She lifted the beautiful package, and shook it a little, sending whatever small object as inside tumbling back and forth inside the box. She examined it for a moment, and then found a tag on it, decorated with hearts that simply said “I’m all yours.” She seemed confused, and carried the box inside, under her arm. When she got inside she set it on her table, sitting on the couch in front of it, and slowly opened it up, and nearly screamed with surprise as she saw what was inside.

Slowly, she lifted the tiny figure out of the box, who was squirming and blinking in shock at the sudden bright light. She examined the little person for a long moment, then gasped. “K-Kyle? Oh my gosh, K-kyle! Y-You’re so tiny, what happened!?” she cried, her warm, unpleasant breath washing over the tiny young man, who fidgeted and struggled in her grip. He started speaking, but all she heard were tiny, unintelligible squeaks from the tiny boy. She could barely contain her mixed shock and excitement as she carefully set him down inside the open box, and pulled out her phone, swiftly send a series of frantic texts to her friend Sandra about her discovery, explaining what she had found. She got a text from her friend shortly after.

Kyle was terrified and confused, as he watched her using her phone from inside the cardboard box, feeling terrified, and a little nauseated by the smell of the house he was in. He recognized the girl as Sandra’s gross friend, Natalie. He heard her phone beep loudly, making him jump in surprise. “G-Guh…She can’t hear me….” He mumbled, waving and yelling up at her, to no effect. He heard her reading the text she had received out loud, and he felt horrified as she did.

Slowly, Natalie read the words of the text she had received from Sandra out loud. “Always thought I was…Pretty? Especially the things other boys thought were gross…and he didn’t want to be able to back out of it…so he shrunk himself down…” she said, cheeks growing red, as a wide, excited smile, as she set her phone down, and snatched the little man up out of the box. “Ah…I hope you like kisses, you cute little guy…Cuz you’re all mine, now…!” she said, with a giggle, before starting to sloppily kiss Kyle, drenching him in saliva, his four inch form wet from the waist up in her spit. She felt a little unsure of what to do with herself, as she kissed the little guy she had pinned after for so long, and so she began to text her friend again, setting kyle down in front of her.

'sandra what kind of thing did yle say about me that he liked' Natalie texted, picking Kyle up and smooching him a bit more, despite his weak struggles and squeaked protests, as she awaited a response. When he phone beeped she picked it up, eagerly reading the text. 'He told me once, he thought it was really exciting how you picked your nose in public, and didn't care who saw. He said he especially liked when you wiped your boogers on stuff around you.'

Natalie blinked, cheeks growing rosy, and smiled sexily down at Kyle. "So....You like when I pick my nose, eh?" she said, sweetly. Kyle's eyes widened. "W-What?! N-no! T-That's disgusting, w-what are you talking about...?!" But of course, despite his revulsion, she couldn't hear him at all, and held him up near her nose, as she slowly began to pick it, wiggling her finger around inside, and digging out a thick glob of mucus, and, without hesitating, wiping it right on him, smearing it all over, especially on his face, giggling. "Oooh...I know you love it..." she said, starting to dig out more and more boogers and wiping them all over him, even pushing some into his mouth, giggling as he swallowed. Eager to please him some more, but unable to ask HIM what he liked, she texted Sandra again, asking for more stories of things he had said.

'Ah, once you were at the office, and you had been jogging, and he said  you were so sweaty he nearly lost in on the spot. He said he especially liked the smell of the sweat coming out of your shoes when you took them off in my cubicle' Sandra texted back. Natalie giggled, and smiled grabbing Kyle up, and running to her bedroom, excitedly.

When they arrived in her bedroom, she licked her lips, and quickly set Kyle down in the middle of a wooden stool in her room, before starting to take off her shoes. Soon, she had gotten both shoes off, and peeled both soaking wet, sweaty, unwashed socks off, as well. "Mmm..Here you go, little Kyle...all the sexy sweat you can handle...!" she said wringing the wet, warm socks out right on top of him, drenching him in warm, linty, disgusting sweat, the stink of her socks making him nearly vomit as she pushed the moist cloth down on top of him, rubbing them around on top of him.

Just when he thought the experience couldn't get worse, she slid him toward the edge of the stool, and right into one of her shoes, and it was like falling into a sauna where, instead of coal, they burned rancid cheese, and she draped the socks over the top of the shoe, trapping the intense, moist heat inside. Kyle began to kick and struggle inside the shoe, working around in the grimy, messy, wet sole before he manage dto get up toward the opening again, pushing up on the socks and slipping out of the shoe, gagging and gasping in the relatively fresh air. But Natalie wasn't done, and suddenly, as he lay on the bed, breathing heavily, she squished her two big, sweaty feet into both sides of him, rubbing her messy, wet soles all over his body, and pushing his head between her toes, texting Sandra as she squished and squashed the little guy between her feet. She thought he was having the time of his life. Sandra texted her back once again, with another false story.

'Ah, more things he said he liked? Well, on, the same day you had been jogging, he also told me, after seeing your big, sweaty pit stains, he wished he could push his face under your arm and smell you for hours' she sent back, making Natalia blush darkly. She smiled down at the little guy she was sliding between her feet, pushing his head between her toes. "Mmm...I'm gonna make every single fantasy you have about me come true..." she said, sweetly, reaching down to pick him up, and moving him toward her underarm, making him pale as he realized what she was doing, shouting for her not to desperately, his pleas falling on deaf ears.

The sweaty, chubby girl giggled, as she pushed his face into her huge armpit,. rubbing him around, rubbing his face raw on her stubbly flesh, making him groan. The stink of her unwashed pit making him want to puke, before suddenly he was engulfed on all sides by soft, sweaty flesh, and had nothing to breath but the stench of her pits. She giggled uncontrollably as she squished her arm down around the little man, enjoying his movements immensely, squishing and rubbing her arm around. "A-Ah...hehehehe...Ooh, I-I love this, i-it tickles! Mmm...A-And y-you definitely seem to be enjoying yourself!" she said, between her giggles. Then she finally pulled him out, gasping desperately at the air, and feeling an intense feeling of graitiude that that particular hell was passed...he could only sob, as she lowered him right to the oppisite pit, and crushed him into her, relaxing as he weakly struggled and cried, texting her friend for more ti[s on how to please her tiny new boyfriend.

When Sandra texted back, Natalie had to squish Kyle down a little more so he held still, having trouble reading while he tickled her with his movements. Finally, she read the new text, and blinked, eyes glittering a little as they read the text. 'Um, I remember the last thing he said before he left work...he was talking all about your ass. If I remember, right, he said he want to do "anything and everything" with your butt. He didn't go into much detail, but I could tell he meant anything AND everything!' 

Natalie blushed intensely, and felt a powerful, growing sense of excitement, as he tossed her phone aside, standing up, and dropping the little Kyle on the bed. He was battered, sore, and exhausted. His body was wet and caked with a half dozen fluids and gross grimes from her body, and he was barely strong enough to move, eyes drooping weakly. It took him a few seconds to finally realize what was happening, as Natalie, standing over his miniscule, shrunken form, began to slowly, and sexily, strip for him, panting softly as she peeled her sweaty clothes off. Kyle couldn't deny he got pretty excited by the sight of her slightly cubby, incredibly curvy body, as her big, sweaty breasts bounced out, her bright pink bra barely seeming to hold them in. Soon, she started struggling against her pants, wobbling and jiggling before she finally forced them down, revealing her matching, cute, pink panties, although he got the feeling he had borrowed them from Sandra, because they looked painfully tight. Natalie bit her lip, and smiled sultrily down at Kyle.

"So, Kyle...You like my behind, hmmm?" She asked, licking her lips, eyes glittering. He gulped, eye wide, not liking where this was going. She turned her back, wobbling her huge behind back and forth. "Mmm...You wanna do...anything....and....everything...with my big, sweet ass, eh...?" Kyle nearly screamed in horror at the very idea, as he got an up close, and personal look at her ass. The panties were so far in her crack, he couldn't see them until they emerged at the top of the long crevice, and all along the way he made out various shades of brown and green remains of previous meals, as she leaned forward, spreading her behind slightly. Shortly, the smell reached him, and his eyes watered, his face going not pale, but green. He was too weak to stand, and the noxious stench made him want to pass out, as her big hand reached back to pluck him off the bed, licking her lips. 

"I-I'm gonna make your ultimate fantasy come true..." she whispered, licking her lips, as she lowered him back toward her ass. He struggled with what little strength remained in his body, and heard words from the girl that chilled him. "Mmm...A-And you c-can stay back there f-for as long as it takes f-for you to p-please me..B-because I know you're a good boyfriend, and you would never stop without me being pleased...Not to mention, I know you've always dreamed of this day!" she said, giggling. "So get to it!" she said, and he screamed as she pushed him down into her crack, slipping him into her panties.

As she pushed him down into her panties, every inch he passed through another layer of intense, rancid stench. Finally, he had been pushed all the way inside, and he was already slick with sweat and other, more horrible things from her poorly wiped ass, and all the smells and stenches he had passed through mixed together into a horrendous, choking stink. He tried to grab her hand and be pulled out, desperate not to stay, but her hand left, and the panties tightened back up, and his face had no place to go but right into her puckered hole. He wanted nothing in the entire world more then to leave, and he knew only one thing could get him out; satisfying the giantess he was trapped against. He sobbed, and did the only thing he could, starting to lick at her filthy, disgusting, wrinkled flesh. 

Natalie gasped in pleasure, having never felt such an intimate touch from a boy, and laid on ehr stomach, moaning Kyle's name as he licked at her hole. he had gotten right to the licking so quickly that she knew he had been dreaming of doing it all day as she played with him, and wiggling her behind, pulling her panties up to push his face a little deeper. For a few minutes, or for Kyle, what felt like a few hours, she just quietly enjoyed his licking, then suddenly, her guts began to gurgle and groan. Kyle didn't even notice, far too desperate to pleasure the girl and escape his hellish prison, but the second time her belly gurgled, he DID notice, and a moment after it did, Natalie giggled. "Mmm...Well my dirty, naughty little boyfriend...How do you like it when I do this?" she asked, grunting softly.

Ppppppppffffttt! Kyle thought his face might be stripped off by the hot, moist air that gushed out of the girl's hole, at what could only be described as super point-blank range, his lugns forcefully inflated by the fart, making his desperately cough and hack as he struggled to get oxygen into his lungs. Natalie squeaked. "O-oh gosh...A-Ah...I have more gas then I thought...brace yourself, sweetie, here comes a lot!" she cried. Pbbbblllffffffft, fffffllllllrrrrrrrttt, phhhfffffrrrrrrlllt. Fart after fart gushed and bubbled out of the girl, who stuck her ass up into the air, moaning and giggling as she released blast after blast. Beads of moist from inside her ass began to collect all over her inner cheeks, and soon Kyle was not only choking horrendously on her hot, foul gas, but he was drench in literal ass juice, soaking every inch of his body and her panties. He was sure, withut a doubt, that the experience couldn't be worse, and even thought to himself "This has to be worse then if she just shit herself!" as his body was literally sprayed with intensly moist air from inside her behind.

As if pon queue, one last long fart ripped out of her behind, ending with a wet, bubbly "Splert!" as she let out a liiiiiitle more then fart. She gasped, blushing intensly, and gigling. "Mmm...Time for you to come out, little bofriend...it's time for the finale!" she said, excitedly, walkin toward the bathroom, excitedly. She groaned, clenching her cheeks around her messy, soiled panties...and her mesy, soiled boyfriend, who was literally choking on a thick gob of her waste, as she pulled the panties off. He stuck to her hole for a long mopment, and then, thanfkully, gravtiy peeled him off her ass, and he felt a short distance, hitting a pool of ice cold water, gasping as he was suddenly invigorated. He was breathing fresh, clean air, and he was sitting in clean, cold water. He felt as if his ordeal was finally over. He blinke,d as he heard a gurgle from above, and looked up, and his mouth fell wide open in shock as he realized what was coming next.

Natalie let out one small grunt before a long, intensly wet fart blasted out of her. The toilet she sat on looked comically small underneathe her massive ass, almsot like a child's toilet. The tiny bubble of air underneathe her fat ass filled with the hot, mosit air, and halfway through the ten second fart, it turned, without warning, into thick, muddly, liquid waste, spraying like ahose right down on top of the tiny boy...who, unfortunatly, still had his mouth wide open in horror. She unloaded wave after wave of waste, and ever second it got worse and worse. She began to hold her stomach in pain ashe shit turned from muddy, wet dung to liquidy, greeish sludge, and then to horrenous, nearly water waste, and solidifying again until she was sighing in wonderful releif, as mound after mound of wet, soft, pudding-like shit plopped out of her ass, buring the little guy under pounds and pounds of waste, before finally, the torrent ended.

Kyle spent the majority of the duration of her bathroom break struggling desperately to breath, digging and sloshing through her waste, fighting with every ounce of strength to stay near the surface, gasping any air he could get, every other attempt at breathing jsut ending with a mouthful of disgusting waste. As the waste kept mixing with the water, and turn into mudlike sewage, he started to lose hope, and it jsut kept going, the watse piling higher and higher. When she finally stopped dumping on top of him, he was nowhere to be seen, for a few moments. Suddenly, although no one saw, his hand burst through the steaming, reeking, green and brown waste, like a zombie bursting forth from the earth, and he struggled, dragging himself barely above the surface, the waste jsut solid enough to let him rest about halfway outsie the shit. he immediatly vomited what was, to him, at least a gallon of her waste, but flopped backward, knowing that he had weathered the worst of it.

Kyle felt like he was iun heaven as natalie silently plucked him out of her feces, and began to wash him in the nearby sink. He felt like he could barely stay concious as she rubbed her finger gently along his body, making sure to scrub out his hair. She smiled sweetly down at him, and for a moment, he felt like the ordeal was finally over. Then his heard skipped a beat, as she swung him around behind her back, his body still dripping wet. "Mmm...my booty loves a wet wipe...And you're the softest, warmest one I'll ever find! Hehehehe!" she said, giggling at her little teasing joke, as she pressed him into her crack, never hearing his tiny, pathetic scream. As she began to scrub every inch of her filthy, dripping ass with her tiny "boyfriend", she giggled. "Mmm...You know what my favorite part about you being my boyfriend, Kyle...? I think it's that I don't ever have to buy toilet paper again! Heheheheeh!" PBBBBBBBRRRRLLLLLLLLLT!