This choice: Cyrus would leave and report what happened. • Go Back...Chapter #2Cyrus would leave and report what happened. by: Reborner   Returning back to the guild, Cyrus heads immediately to the receptionist desk and asks for Millie. Millie was a slender blonde, with her hair done up in a bun and purple eyes. Despite not having large assets, she had a certain charm to her that was able to bring in clients and employees.
"Cyrus!? Is there a problem?" She asks, quickly noticing his dismayed face.
"Just here to report," he replies quickly, trying to make himself look brighter, but Millie knew better than that.
"The guildmaster wanted to see you as soon as possible," she said, grabbing Cyrus's hand and guiding him.
Explaining his situation, Cyrus notices partway through that Millie's face was cramping while she was holding her stomach and pauses his report.
"You alright?" "I'm alright," she quickly replies, though she winces in pain for a bit.
As they walk for a bit, Cyrus soon realizes where they're going and asks Millie the obvious as sweat goes down his face.
"Ah, Millie, you're not suggesting I go in there?" He asks, as they stand right in front of the women's bathroom.
"She did say she wanted to see as soon as possible," she answers, aware of the awkwardness, but tries to bring him in anyway.
However, the moment she touches the door, a long winded whistle sounds out of her butt, her face becoming redder by the second and once the fart ends, her whole body trembles.
"Your... All girls... How about we get in to get tis over with?" Cyrus said awkwardly, as he had no clue how to comfort the embarrassed woman before she quickly barges in, with him in tow.
Two women were already sitting on the toilets, her own asses spewing out both filth and gas. The first woman was a giant, standing over twice the height of Cyrus and her body was always surrounded by an aura of power. If it wasn't for the woman's head and massive breasts, she would have been mistaken for a very muscular, tanned man wearing a fur bikini and thong. Scars adored her body and one of her yellow eyes was covered up with an eyepatch, while her wildly, purple hair flowed down to her back. That was guildmaster Allison.
While the first was a marvel of human, the second one was just as interesting as she was an elf. Wearing a green dress, her green eyes peered through her clenched eyelids as she pushes out her bowels. Carrying a pair of jugs as big as her head on top of her wide, motherly hips, she bears quite the belly and the complete opposite of the guildmaster. She was vice guildmaster, Sarah (appearance: https://aryion.com/g4/view/337149).
"Cyrus, I was expecting you," Allison said, leaning to the side to release a short trumpet from her anus.
"I've told my report to Millie," Cyrus said, an embarrassed Millie sitting on the toilet with her panties and black stockings on the ground.
"I guess you're already met the princess, then," Sarah asks, an airy fart exiting out her.
"Y-yes," Cyrus said weakly, earing a boisterous laugh from Allison.
"So her farts are just as bad as her mother's, just like the rumors stated to be! That's too funny!" She chuckles, Cyrus paling as he would have to meet the queen eventually.
"Show some compassion for him!" Sarah chides, wacking her boss's leg.
"Thank you, Vice guildmaster, but is there really no way for me to exit out of the contract without getting kicked out of the guild?" Cyrus asks, only to shrink down from Allison's glare while a menacing sounding fart comes out of her.
"Unless the client releases the contract, you're stuck with it until the end of the term," Sarah said sadly as another toot exits her fat bottom.
"So I'm stuck with the princess farting in my face?" Cyrus said in horror, both women raising an eyebrow.
"To think she may have a thing for you," she growls, pushing out the last of the filth from her system and wiping her bottom, with Sarah doing the same.
"So glad we did this," Allison said, releasing her glare, and that's when Cyrus realises he was shrinking.
"It was the guildmaster's idea and knowing her, she won't stop until she gets it, or goes on a rampage. Anyway, the plan was for you to get use to the princess's flatulence by having you shrunk down and staying in our butts. Thankfully, it'll last onto the rest of the day," Sarah explains as both her and Allison come up to Cyrus, who was finally reached the height of 1 inch.
"That dragon meat stew and beetroot salad is clearly messing with our guts," Allison laughed fanning behind her behind as she laid an SBD out.
"W-wait, isn't there a law we're violating?" Millie asks, finished with her own bowel movement and managed to pull up her panties before shuffling over to them.
"Nope! But since you're interested, Cyrus can choose you to stay with. Remember to let them rip!" Allison said, spinning the embarrassed girl around so her ass was facing the now tiny Cyrus before Sarah and her did the same.
"So which booty will you enter~?" Allison asks in a singsong voice, Cyrus, despite his size, was able to hear their guts working to produce more methane.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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