Everyone has problems once in a while, be it with friends, romance or family…but for guys like Jerry? Things always looked bad one way or the other, sure there were moments where things started looking up but it would always end with a twist of fate to make sure he knew he wasn't meant to have a good day. So you can imagine his surprise when he woke up and suddenly realized that he wasn't in his room anymore, and for some reason everything around him seemed to have grown to supersize.

"What the hell!? Where am I?"

Jerry felt scared, he hated waking up in places he didn't know how he got there, this was probably something related to Rick, he would never get into these crazy mishaps on his own. After getting up and looking around his surroundings, he could see that right now he was standing on what seemed to be a soft yet leathery seat, yeah that was a chair alright and he was in a quite girly decorated and clean room…except for a few couple of bras lying on the floor

'Oh shit…'

He then looked at himself and what appeared to be a blanket-swaddled form of another human, seeing the difference in size, coming to the conclusion that he had somehow been shrunk down. But before Jerry could start freaking out like the coward he was, the person on the bed started to move, two smooth arms emerging from the blanket and stretching up alongside a groan as if she didn't want to wake up but eventually her body moved upright and the sheets finally slid away to reveal someone Jerry was not expecting to see right there and now.

'T-Tricia?'

Jerry may not pain attention to a lot of things but he knew who this was, it was one of Summer friends who she had a frenemy relationship once in or twice, like the one time she apparently stole her boyfriend with quote 'stripper titties'

Rubbing sleepily at her eyes with one hand and scratching her exposed midriff with the other, Tricia reluctantly rose to a sitting position and swung her slender legs over the side of her bed, she was wearing a pink tank top that holded her large breasts tightly, showcasing their shape to perfection and a small sexy pink pair of panties with a word stamped to the front saying *Juicy*

To Jerry eyes this sight made his mind race like crazy, he would never let anyone know or admit it himself but he found Tricia very attractive, sure there was a difference in age and he would never cheat on his wife, but part of his brain just screamed at him to keep looking at her, to take this full view to heart and embrace the chance.

Tricia Yawns "Man I wish I could sleep some more but alas, life calls" She said before rosing to her feet, still tired but doing it anyway

Jerry saw as she rose from the bed, thanks to his tiny size she didn't seem to notice that he was there, which was quite the lucky moment since he could bath in the glory of watching her unsupported pair of breasts bouncing up and down as she moved across her room, this made him grim pervertedly, enjoying the sexyness of this well endowed girl. But thanks to that, his pervy mind didn't notice that Tricia was walking straight towards his direction since he was positioned not too far from where she did her makeup.

'Oh shit!'

However it was too late, Tricia had casually grabbed her cushioned seat and brought it closer to where it should be, not evening taking a look to see that there was a tiny middle aged dad standing there.

"Time to get pretty for the day, not that I am not already super hot naturally" Tricia said, full of pride.

"Wait! I'm down here!"

Being completely oblivious and not looking at the seat, the girl goes to lower her big booty towards Jerry's direction, who by his view was a GIGANTIC ASS! Falling onto him like an endless pink sky, descending at his defenseless body. Realistically speaking he should be nothing more than a red stain after getting himself buried beneath the weight of Tricia's heavy mass of booty, but for some reason he was still alive, and aware of how he got drive down deeper into the cushioned surface of the seat, while feeling the warmth of her butt

'How am I still alive? Ouch! This hurts though, it's so heavy, if only I was at normal size' Jerry thought.

"Man these panties are getting too small for me" She said, feeling uncomfortable as her panties were starting to ride up into her crack.

As if she was trying to get more comfortable she began by grinding her ass deeper into the chair, but something felt…weird, almost like it changed somewhat.

"Hmm?"

She then started bouncing her gorgeous ass in place, again and again while rubbing her ass on the stool a few more times, thinking that perhaps it was getting too old after the years of use. For Jerry that was a mixture of two feelings, pleasure and pain…on one hand he was having the chance to get close and personal to a very well endowed teenage girl and getting away from it, on the other hand the constant hammering of that phat ass on him was really starting to make his body ache from the impacts.

'Ouch! Ahgn! Fuck! This hurts but ugh! Feels so good too'

"Stupid stool, I make sure to buy a new one once I get the chance"

Tricia then started groaning and holding her stomach as a loud gurgling began, loud enough that Jerry could hear it from under her ass.

"Oooh shit! I knew I should not have had the Taco Bell special last night and then eating ice cream, all this pressure building up is starting to hurt" She then looked around her own room and smiles "Since no one is here…"

She then lifts her ass up, takes a deep breath and then…starts grunting and greeting her teeth until!

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Tricia unleashes a thunderous and noxious fart, so strong that once it left her bowels it made her ass cheeks vibrate, and at the dead center of it all was a surprise and horrified Jerry who got bombarded by the blast of flatulence that blasted at him in point blank range, the smell and wind pressure hitting him like a nuclear warhead.

"OoOHH Fuck! That felt good"

"AHHH! OH GOD! My eyes! My nose! It stinks! It burns!"

Jerry cried in agony, not believing how the situation had changed from being hit by a sexy ass to being trapped under a fart bomb of an ass whose hot stinky fart hitted him dead on in his entire being like a warm blanked of fetid air, unable to even cover his nose thanks to his whole body being trapped under her ass, the amount of gas was so much that it was choking him, going straight into his lungs

Tricia still let out another fart after this but it was a silent one, coming out with a *HISSS* which made Jerry wish he had passed out already since that smelled like sulfur, but he couldn't even vomit as his whole body was stuck under her ass, after she sat down again. However she still felt uncomfortable on her seat afterwards which annoyed her even after releasing some pent up gas.

"Thats it lets see what is so wrong with this chair"

Deciding to just get up and take a look at what was bumping on her seat all this time with an inspected eye, holding her nose as well since it stunk but…what she saw next surprised her beyond belief. It appears that there was something small in the shape of a human being, sunken into the surface of her cushion…yeah that was totally a tint human, trying to move after being smushed so much

"What the hell? What am I looking at?" She asked, confused at this, but curious nonetheless she decided to reach for it and grab and bring it closer to her eyesight.

Jerry coughed hard "Dang girl, you should see a doctor" Even though he was still reeling from what just happened he could still speak.

Tricia then realizes who that was "Jerry? Jerry Smith?"

The little guy was the father of one of her friends, Summer, but how did he get so small? And why was he on his room "Ugh you smell horrible, how the fuck did you got here?" She asked before putting him on the counter where she does her make up.

"Hehe would you believe me if I told you I don't know? I just woke up like this and I'm not sure I will return to normal" Jerry said, feeling uncomfortable that she finally saw him.

Tricia then comes to the conclusion that the bump she just felt on the chair was him, and she just unleashed the biggest fart ever onto him without knowing, someone out there knew how bad her farts were.

"Y-You were spying on me? Did Summer put you up to this?" She said, starting to get angry.

"No no, not at all" Regaining some of his strength at the intense look that he was receiving, Jerry shot up straight and shook his head, ignoring his lingering dizziness from the gas "I'm in a predicament that's all"

Tricia tried to think about this situation, she knew that Summers' family was weird, heck she even saw crazy shit because she hung out with her, so this was not out of the realm of possibilities, but why was her dad tiny and in her room? Maybe she did this and didn't tell him, that was all a theory though. This wasn't something she could just ignore though, so maybe for now she would have to go along with it.

"I suppose I could try and help you somehow" She said, rolling her eyes.

"Really? Thank you!"

Tricia smiles a little 'He is kinda cute' "I'm gonna change now so no peeking ok? Or else I smash you under my ass again, this time on purpose" She smirked.

That left the desired effect as Jerry gulped nervously and turned his back, but even after that due to his size he could still hear the sound of how she grabbed the desiring clothing and putting it on for the day, that made him imagine her being naked and slowly putting her clothes over her curvaceous figure. The temptation to turn around, or sneak a peak was a lot, but the fear of retaliation won out.

After a few moments Tricia had finished changing into her usual low-cut white crop top, a burgundy skirt, white nylons and a cross necklace.

"I'm done now, so any ideas on how to make you go back to normal?"

Jerry turns around and rubs his head awkwardly trying not to stare at her huge chest "I don't know, maybe I got hit by one of Rick science thingies, you know? My father in law who is a douchebag to me most of the time, could be anything really"

"That's a bummer…but I can't just stay with you all the time, I have to go to the mall and buy a few things. Would you like to come with me or stay home?"

Tricia wasn't as worried about leaving him in her room though, he basically saw her in her undies and got sit on as she farted on him, which in a way she thought was kinda hot, but maybe he could end up doing more trouble than it was worth.

"Hmmm…I guess I would like to go with you"

"Great, but you're going in my pocket ok? Don't expect me to put you in my cleavage haha"

Wihthoguht question she grabbed Jerry and brought him around behind her pocket, he then saw which pocket he was getting in…the back pocket near her ass, the same place he was in so much distress, that made him gulp but it was too late to complain as the giant girl released the pocket with him inside, closing it completely around the poor guy.

'Ugh..it's so tight in here' Jerry thought, feeling the coarse fabric of the jeans pressing him hard against her amble rear.

Tricia then quickly goes to brush her teeth, grabs her cellphone and wallet before walking out of her room as if nothing has happened before. Her breakfast was light and fast, before leaving her house to go to the mall.

'The thought of having this little man just behind my back pocket as I walk…how should I say this? Is exciting'

Tricia smiled before she put an extra shift on her big hips as she moved purposefully so and by doing that she was pulling her little guest against her ass, who was rhythmically pulled tighter against her right cheek with every step, only to be released with the next, and then almost immediately returned to his previous one.

*GGuuurrrggleleeee*

Jerry shivered in fear as the gurgling sound of his nightmares was heard again, building up more gas, how was it that she had more to let out? Well that's because even though the fart he experienced felt so huge to him, it was actually not that gigantic for Tricia so she had to keep blasting up.

"Oof! Sorry little man, just try to deal with this for the time being ok?"

In no-time at all Jerry was once again bathing in the noxious fumes, fart after fart slipping from her large and luscious rear with each step. On the outside Tricia tried her best to make her farts to come out as silent as possible and thanks to her tight jeans it prevented them from being too obvious or boisterous jeans, but that was a problem for Jerry since most of the farts were building up inside, like a hurricane of putrid aroma trapped within the confines of the fabric. Thick heavy blasts assaulted him head on, even as quite hisses seeped into his skin, from his miniature perspective the gas seemed to be like a fas chamber, a bottomless well of torturous fumes that gave him no release.

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For her part, Tricia was just happy to get the chance to release some more of the lingering pressure in her bowels, telling herself to never eat taco bell again, it's not like she didn't know where Jerry was, but she figured if he'd survived her assault that morning he'd be fine this time too.

'Farting on someone like this…hmmm I should try this another time'

After a few more poots of hot and nasty gas, the fumes finally ceased completely, just in time before Jerry could get his whole face melted by the strength those farts unleashed.

"God, it's like she never stops, is it normal for a girl to fart like something just died in her?"

"We have arrived"

The mall was now in view, and it was crowded, before entering Tricia gave a small wiggle to her hips to hear a small yet audible moan from her pants, signaling that Jerry was still alive which was impressive in her eyes that he didn't faint yet, or maybe her farts were just too strong that he could not faint due to the smell.

It was time now for her to go buy a few more panties and bras for her since her body seemed to get thicker over the years, but what to do with her passenger as she would change in the changing room? She could just leave him in the pocket of her jeans and hope he would not spy on her, not that she minded too much but she was no easy girl, but leaving him alone was dangerous.

"Hmmm…ok" Tricia then reached into her pocket and retrieved her tiny friend, raising him up to her face but almost immediately moving him to arm's length as the smell of her own gas assaulted her "Ok listen here Jerry, I am going to get on that store and try a few pieces of underwear, can you promise me not to peek?"

Jerry was dizzy and coughed "S-Sure, just…don't fart one me again, it's so gross!"

"Good boy Jerry" She said petting his head 'I might as well keep him as a pet and have some fun with him later when im home hehe' Tricia thought, with a evil grin.

Jerry would spend quite some time with Tricia if he didnt find a way to get back to his normal size sooner, but hopefully he wouldn't have to endure any more of her farts…right?

*Meanwhile in the Smith house…*

"God damn it Morty, I told you not to mess with this machine, this is not a toy, it's something I messed with when super drunk last night,'' Rick Sanchez said to his nephew.

"Ah geez Rick I'm sorry, I just bumped into it by accident, what does it even do?" Morty asked.

"I-It" Burps "It's something that shoots a beam that teleports you to a random location on the planet and shrinks you morty, don't ask me why I made this, sometimes when i'm drunk i just go random too"

"Oh man, I hit dad with this by accident, you think he is ok?" Morty asked worriedly.

"Meh, knowing him he be back in a week or so, bitching about life like always, until then let's enjoy the silence"

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