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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #2277990

Based on the popular shrinking/giantess comic series.

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Chapter #15

Kitchen Troubles

    by: _H_ Author IconMail Icon
“Would you mind if I had something to eat? I kinda skipped lunch so i’m a little… hungry.”

You asked her rather sheepishly, as it felt a bit rude to ask for food as soon as you enter someone’s home. Valerie, on the other hand, didn’t seem to mind at all.

“Oh, sure! I don’t have anything you-sized at the moment, but I'm sure I can whip something up!”

She walked over to the kitchen and placed you down onto the countertop. Thinking quickly, she took out a napkin and placed half a cookie on it.

“I'm just going to freshen up real quick, so hopefully that’ll keep you busy until I can cook a real meal!”

And with that, she ran off to her bathroom. Looking at the massive cookie chunk next to you, it was quite intimidating. Back at your old place it would have cost quite a bit to get a normal cookie, much less one of this size! Walking over, you put your hands on the side and rip out a small chunk of cookie. It did taste a bit strange, but you were happy just to have something filling to eat.

As you broke off more pieces and chewed away, you began to hear a sort of… scuttling? At first you thought it was your imagination, but at the edge of the counter you saw two black legs crawl over, followed by the whole body of an ant! Truth be told, you forgot about the threat most animals (especially insects) would pose to you, as most of the shrunken residences were in secure, well defended positions. But out here, you were practically defenseless. Especially considering Valerie likely didn’t set up any anti-insect traps ahead of time.

It was a little bigger than you, and walked towards a nearby crumb. You slowly backed away, moving closer to the cookie. While the ant seemed satisfied with the cookie crumbs for the time being, there was always the threat of its instincts suddenly being triggered. You desperately hoped for Valerie to come back, but she still seemed to be busy in the bathroom.

A minute or so passed, and the ant finally locked eyes with you. You both stood motionless, just staring at each other, not making any moves. It was almost like something out of an old western.Then, all of a sudden, the counter began rumbling as you heard footsteps approaching behind you. The sudden shake sent the ant into a frenzy, and it began crawling all over the place. Needless to say, your fight or flight kicked in and you began climbing up the side of the cookie, eager to get to high ground.

As the thundering footsteps got louder, the ant unfortunately got the same idea as you. From the side of the counter it began charging towards the cookie. You closed your eyes and prepared for it to leap at you when…

FWOOM

The surface of the cookie rocked as you almost lost your balance. Opening your eyes, in place of where the countertop and ant used to be, was instead a gigantic pair of breasts. Valerie had returned and was now sporting a striped t-shirt with a moderate amount of her cleavage showing.

Valerie leaned her body on the counter, looking happily at you.

“So? How’s the cookie taste?”

You weren’t able to reply as you were still in shock. The ant, which previously posed a threat to your life, was instantly wiped out by just Valerie’s breast.

Valerie simply looked on in anticipation, her bright blue eyes seemingly unaware of the destruction she just caused. Well, at least she inadvertently saved you.

“Oh, um, it’s good! It’s a lot compared to what I used to have.”

“Hehe, that’s good to hear. I was a little surprised to see you on top of it, so I thought you must have really liked it!”

You decided not to mention your close encounter with the ant, as you didn’t want to make her worry any more than she did already. Though you have to say, chatting with her at this angle made it a bit awkward, as you weren’t too sure where to… look. What took up most of your vision was her massive chest, and the only way you’d actually make eye contact is if you angled your head uncomfortably high.

Just then, you heard a loud rumbling come from Valerie. You were pretty confused at first, but then a visible blush came over her face.

“Heh, sorry. Turns out I didn’t have lunch either…”

She stood up, bringing her chest off the counter. As it rose into the air, you briefly saw cookie crumbs and the flattened ant stuck on the underside of her breast. It wasn’t there for long, though, as she promptly dusted off her chest with her hand.

“How’s pizza sound?”

Snapping you out of your trance, you replied with a nod.

While she got it out of her freezer, her butt loomed uncomfortably close to you. It looked to be pretty cramped in her kitchen, with not much space for Valerie to move around. If she moved backwards a little more, the odds of her butt landing on the counter, and you, were fairly high.

Thankfully, she just got the pizza and placed it into the oven without any incident.

“Well, that’ll take at least 15 minutes so how about some tv till then?”

It wasn’t as though you had any better ideas, so you just gave a thumbs up.

She slid her hand under the cookie (that you were still on) and lifted it up, making you lose your balance for a moment. Her hand rocked gently as she made her way over to the living room. Sitting down on the couch, the issue of where you would go became apparent.

“I don’t have anything to sit you down on, and there’s no chance you’ll see the tv on the couch cushion…”

She seemed oddly deep in thought about this, so you decided to just let her think while you nibble away at the cookie.

Suddenly, she figured out where you would go.
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