A few tears in the fabric of the tent allowed the morning sunlight to seep through, falling upon Marcus's sleeping face. The light hit his eyes, pulling him from his slumber. He raised a hand to shield the light as he sat up.

"*yawn* Morning, huh?" He muttered to himself.

He rubbed the sleep from his eyes, then turned and grabbed his pack of armor and got dressed. Once done, he exited his tent, and went to check if his friends had awoken yet.

He first found Mugg, sleeping on his belly under the shade of a tree. His reddish brown fur made him somewhat blend in with the dirt beheath him. The dog opened its eyes as Marcus appreached and yawned. "*chuckle* What kind of guard dog sleeps on the job?" Marcus said. Mugg let out a soft whimper. "Ha ha, just joking, ya old mutt." He patted Mugg's head. He let out a happy bark, and sat up.

Next he went to Lyandra, who was already awake at the firepit, cooking up everyone's breakfast. Her jet black, shoulder length hair was pulled in a ponytail behind her head, revealing her pale cheeks beneath her emerald eyes. "Morning." He greeted. "Mornin'." She replied as she stirred the pot.

"So, what'll our 'royal' breakfast be this fine day, madam chef?"

"Ha ha. Keep that up and it'll be nothing for you, ya jester."

"Hey, this 'jester' needs his meat! How else he have the strength to crush our opponents before they can even blink?"

"He'll duck, since one of my arrows is headed for the scoundrel about to stab you in the back."

"*sigh* You're no fun, you know?"

"Hm," she grunted triumphantly, "Cooked fish and rabbit haunches."

"Tasty."

"It's almost ready, go get Zelli, would you?"

"Sure thing."

Marcus stood up and walked to Zelli's tent. However, he was suprised to find the tent empty. He looked around, but found no trace of her. Then a thought came to him.

"Oh no." He said, knowing what was coming.

"BOO!!!" Burst a deffining voice into Marcus's ear. He cringed and recoiled from the sudden outburst.

"Damnit, Zelli! Now my ear's ringing! I thought I told you to stop doing that!"

Marcus could hear laughter in his ear. "Yes, you did, in fact. But that just makes it funner to do it again! Ha ha!"

"*sigh* Zelli, get out of my ear already!"

"Fiiiiine."

A small speck flew out of Marcus's right ear. It hit the ground, shortly followed by a piller of light. When the light faded, Zalli stood at her full height of 5'10". Being a member of the Shrikk race, her skin was an exotic violet-blue color, her ears softly curved into points at the ends, and her sky blue eyes radiated a faint glow. Furthermore, all Shrikks had the magical ability to shrink themselves and those around them down to any size, as well as grow them back, just not any larger thst their original size. Zali loved to use this power to play mischivious pranks on Marcus and Lyandra, as she just had.

"For real this time, DON'T do that anymore," Marcus grumbled, putting a hand on his ear.

"Hey, not my fault your so volnerable when you sleep," She replied.

Marcus sighed. "Well, breakfast is ready."

"Yes! I was so hungry I was 'this' close to eating your ear wax."

He cringed. "Right, please don't say that while we're eating."

  As the four ate breakfast (Mugg had a rabbit carcass), Marcus reflected on their travels so far. They'd been traveling for two days so far on thir way to Valvina, the capital of Nerlin. There was a guild there called "Knights for All" they planned to find work at. It would take today and tomorrow to finish the journey, but the pay off would be well worth it. They needed a way to make money, and this was the best option. Plus, the people of the capital had loads of problems they needed help with, namely by wandering blades like themselves.

Marcus chewed on his last haunch, then stood up and grabbed his pack. "Everyone ready?" he asked. Lyandra nodden. Mugg let out an excited bark.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Zalli cried. She suddenly shrank herself to two feet height, then jumped onto Mugg's back. He yelped, and growled.

"Uhhh... What're you up to?" asked Marcus.

"Well, I'm just munting my noble steed for the upcoming journey." She said with a smile.

"Hmm... Noble, probably. But also, 'unwilling.'" Mugg growled again.

"Oh, quiet down!" Zalli gave Mugg a light kick in his side. He yelped, then remained quiet.

"*sigh* Well, if he bites you, it's your own fault." Marcus remarked.

He then pulled his pack over his shoulder, and becan walking down the path once more. Lyanda followed next to him. Mugg lagged slightly behind, probably due to the "extra cargo". Zilla, meanwhile, burried he face in Mugg's fur, relaxing onto his back.

Marcus looked up at the sky. He could see birds flock off into the distance, not a cloud in sight. He wondered what the future held for him and his party.

He looked down at the sword at his hip. Ony one way to find out.

"*yawn* Finally!"

Zalli, now at normal size, stretched her arms as the pack approached the gates of Valvina. It was the evening of their fourth day of travel when they arrived. Marcus felt invigorated as he layed eyes on the tall stone walls that surrounded the city. This would be the place he'd call his home now. He could smell the scent of bread and dough over the wall. It made his mouth water. After half a week of nothing but meat and fish, he'd kill for some quality food. His craving made him break into a mad dash towards the gate, bursting though it and into the city.

Or, at least, he would have, if the guards at the gate hadn't stopped him.

"Where's your scroll, son?"

Marcus looked at him, confused. "Uh... scroll, sir?"

"Your entrance scroll, son. Do you have one?"

"What in the world are you talking about?"

"The scroll act, son. Passed two days ago. We can't allow entrance unless you and your mates have scrolls."

"Two days ago!? But we've been traveling here for the past four days! We weren't informed!"

"So? If some kid didn't know it's against the law to steal, would it be ok for him to steal?"

"Uh..."

"Exactly. Sorry, son. Looks like your trip was in vein. You'll have to turn back."

"But-"

"I said, I'm sorry. It's for the safety of Valvina."

"*sigh* Understood."

Marcus walked back to his friends, with a defeated look on his face. "This is ridiculous," Lyandra said, shaking her head. "Fucking nobles..." "DAMN IT!" cried Zalli, throwing her hands in the air, "I should shrink into their armor and smash their balls." "Uh, I don't think that'd be the best first impression," Marcus pointed out, "We're going to be working here for who knows how long. Do you want people to remember you for that?" Zalli sighed, and sat down. Lyandra turned to Marcus. "What now? Do we head back?"

"I guess we don't have any other..."

Before he could finish, he spotted another guard running up to the two at the gate, He had a satchel on over his shoulder. When he reached the two guards he saluted the one Marcus had spoken to, then handed him the satchel. "Sir, status report on the manboar," he told him. The gate guard, probably the captain, opened the satchel and read through some papers inside. "Still no one has come up for the bounty on it?" He asked. "No, sir. It seems the ctizens are just as scared of it as the nobles," the guard replied.

Marcus listened in on their conversation. An idea sparked in his head. "On second thought, maybe we do have other options," he said. He walked back over to the guards. "Excuse me, I couldn't help but overhear. What exactly is this 'boar' thing you're talking about?" "What's it to you, son?" The captain asked. "Well," Marcus patted his sword on his hip,"If the problem's what I think it is, I may be able to help with it. It's sort of what my lot and I do."

The captain sighed. "There's a, uh, manboar, a boar-like creature that walks on two feet. It's causing a ruckus off in a village not too far. Ruining crops, smashing things, two or three killed, that kind of think. Nobles are worried it'll wander over hereand get in the city, and then real trouble'll start. They had a bounty put on its head to try and get rid of it, but no one's come to claim it yet."

Marcus scratched his chin. "How much is this bounty in question worth?"

"Six thousand gollos," the captain replied.

"Oooh, quite a sum. Hmmm. Tell me, it'll take three scrolls to get me, my friends, and our dog into the city, right?"

"Correct."

"So, how much will those cost?"

"Six thous- oh."

Marcus smirked. "Sir, I'd say your bounty's just been accepted."

Sadly, they'd have to wait until tomorrow to hunt the manboar. By the time the group had gotten directions to the village, it was already getting dark. They set up camp where the guards said they were allowed, between an oak tree and a boulder. Marcus positioned himself so his head poked out the front of his tent. He staired up at the night sky. There was a story that said Valvina was founded here simply because long ago some travelers thought the stars looked better here than anywhere else they'd been. He wouldn't blame them if it was true, the sky was a sight to behold. Some constellations were only possible to see here, completely invisible anywhere else in the world.

Marcus yawned. He turned over to the others in their tents beside him. Lyandra was already fast asleep, pleasantly dreaming away. Mugg had decided to sleep beside her, using her blankets as a bed to lay on. The two made a good pair, a hunter and their hound. Though, thanks to Marcus, Mugg not just a keen at tracking animals, but a vicious fighter as well, with a powerful bite he'd once severed a fox's tail with.

Marcus's thoughts were interrupted by Zalli's stomach growling. She lay between him and Lyandra, so it was easy to hear. "Ugh, I'm hungry," she complained. "Sorry, we're out. We weren't expecting to travel more than four days, remember?" Marcus replied. Zalli groaned, and turned to the sky. Marcus did the same, hoping the calm scenery would bring him to sleep.

Some time past, and Marcus began to feel a strange feeling. He turned back to Zalli, and saw she was now staring at him. "Problem?" he asked. She grinned, and got up from her tent. "I thought of something I can eat," she said, cheerfully. She approached Marcus's tent. He began to sense she was scheming something. "What exactly would that be?" He nervously asked. 

Zalli suddenly plopped herself on top of Marcus's chest.

"You."

She grabbed his face and pushed her lips into his. Marcus tried to resist, but eventually gave in and accepted it. The two kissed passionately, their toungues intertwining. Marcus felt the inside of Zalli's mouth. The warmth. The saliva. He was overwhelmed by it.

Suddenly a thought came to him. "Wait!" He whispered when they finally broke away. He pointed to Lyandra's tent. "They'll hear us."

Zalli looked at the tent for a moment, then smiled at Marcus. "Not like this," she whispered. She placed her hands on Marcus's chest. The two were engolfed with light, then vanished.

Marcus blinked. He stood up and studied his surroundings. He was in a huge, open plain, colored brown.  The landscape seemed to curve upward off in the distance. He also couldn't help but notice he was completely naked. Marcus put the pieces together. Zalli had clearly shrunken him, and probably herself as well. Though he couldn't see her anywhere.

"Alright, Zalli. Where exactly are we?" He called.

"The inside of your breastplate" boomed a thunderous voice above him.

Marcus looked up, and stepped back in surprise. Apparently Zalli had shrunken him a bit more than herself. That was the only explanation for why she stared down at him at what appeared to be a height of fifty feet.

"Well, that explains the brown." Marcus replied, recalling his armor was hard leather.

"Ah, and at this size, our 'third wheel' won't wake no matter how loud we get."

"I guess. Though in that sense, , I would've expected you to be the smaller one, what with how much noise you make." Admittedly, this was hardly the first time Zalli had pulled something like this. Zalli was a bit of a nymphomaniac. Sex was one of her favorite pastimes, especially shrunken sex. In fact, thanks to her, neither him or Lyandra were virgins, though Lyandra was too embarrassed by it to admit it.

"Ooh, mighty brave of you to say, considering I'm the one with the power in this situation." As she said this, Zalli gave Marcus a light flick. It sent him head over heels, landing flat on his stomach.

"Oof... point taken." He said as he got back to his feet. Now Zalli focused her attention on Marcus's penis, which was now half-erect.

"Now, enough flirting. I think someone's getting a little impatient."

Zalli reached down and picked Marcus up with one hand. She then used her other hand's thumb and index finger to stroke Marcus's penis. The sensation sent shockwaves through his body. He groaned from the pleasure it brought him.

Zalli continued until his penis was three quarters erect. "Time for that meal I mentioned," she said with a smile. She brought Marcus's body up to her face, in front of her mouth. Her tongue seemed from between her lips, and gave his crotch a wet lick. Marcus groaned again. "Don't blow it yet, we're only starting," Zalli said teasingly. Now she pushed Marcus's penis between her lips. She began licking and sucking it, causing it to grow fully erect.

Marcus couldn't stop moaning from the incredible feeling it gave him. His penis felt like it would melt off at any moment. He remembered that he'd only minutes ago been kissing these lips like the two were a lovestruck couple. No those some lips were licking his cock like candy. That thought turned him on even more.

He was reaching climax rapidly. "'bout to blow!" he called, right as he came straight into Zalli's mouth. The Shrikk held him to her mouth as he squirted and squirted his juices into it. When he finished, she withdrew him, and began tasting his cum. "Mmm... reminds me of raw fish," she remarked as she swallowed. "Delicious."

She rotated her grip on marcus so his feet pointed to her face. "Now, your turn to service me."

Zalli inserted Marcus into her mouth feet-first. She began sucking on him, coating him in her saliva. Then she let him slide out, down her neck, and into her cleavage. She grabbed her breasts and squeezed them together, squishing Marcus in a sandwich of flesh. She pumped them, in and out and in and out. The whole time she played with her nipples, turning herself on more and more. She moaned. Marcus felt her skin get hotter. He had a hunch where this was going.

Sure enough, Zalli soon plucked him from her breasts, and moved him even further down, to her hungry vagina. She positioned him feet-first again, though now for a different set of lips. She spread her opening large enough, and plowed Marcus in. He found himself shoulder deep into her nether region, covered in her lusty juices. She pulled him out, and thrust him back in, harder this time. Her moans grew louder and louder, while Marcus was pushed in deeper and deeper. Soon he was fully inserted, Zalli holding him by his head with two fingers, still thrusting and thrusting. Marcus felt her muscles push in on him harder and harder, telling him Zalli was close. She moaned. And she moaned. And she moaned. And, finally she screamed. The muscles around Marcus pushed down on him harder that ever. He was thankful he didn't get crushed by them.

The squeezing stopped, and Zalli retracted Marcus from her lips. She smiled down at him. then she placed him against her chest, held by her palm. One again, the two were engulfed in light.

Marcus and Zalli lay together in the tent, full sized, amongst blankets and a pile of Marcus's clothes. Zalli was dressed again, for she wore a magical gown, which she could "zap" on and off. It even shrank and regrew with her, rather handy.

Marcus gazed into Zalli's eyes. She looked back. The two smiled, and kissed.

Then, Zalli's eyes looked past him, out of the tent. Marcus followed her gaze, and saw it landed on Lyandra's tent. He looked and Zalli, who had a smirk on her face.

"Hey, the night's still young. What do you say we do a little 'exploring'?" she said in a playful tone.

"But-" Zalli put a finger to Marcus's lips, silencing him.

"Shhh. Don't worry, she won't mind. She won't even know we're there," she said, winking.

"I must say, you're very persuasive." Marcus remarked, baffled Zalli had talked him into doing this.

The two were presently pearing inside Lyandra's tent, "scouting the playfield", as Zalli had called it. Lyandra was still fast asleep, face up, head closest to the outside of the tent. Her fur blanket was slightly pulled down, it covered everything below her lower breasts. Mugg slept in the back corner. near her feet.

"Ok," Zalli whispered, "I don't know about you, but I'd like to stay as far from Mugg as possible, so feet are a no-go zone. That leaves everything from her head to her knees 'free for use'." "Right. Looks like it's about midnight now. That leaves us five-to-six hours of 'play time'," replied Marcus.

"*giggle* Yes, and we're sure going to make use of every second, aren't we? Well then, I suppose you'll get to start first. Let the fun begin!"

Zalli put her hands on Marcus's shoulders, and the familiar light surrounded them. When it faded, Marcus found himself nude once more, and burried in a heep of his clothes. He felt like he was much smaller than earlier. As he thought that, a defining, deep rumbling could be heard in the distance. The fabric above him began moving rapidly. Then, suddenly, a massive, violet hand wiggled through the fabric, and reached for Marcus. It was obviously Zalli's hand, but what took him aback was its sheer size. As it picked him up, he found he was small enough to fit in the tiny wrinkles of her thumbprint.

The hand brought him zooming out of the clothing at incredible speed, up to her face. Marcus was, once again, shocked by how small he was. Zalli's face was enormous! She could probably only see him thanks to her magic. When Shrikks shrink people, they're still able to see and hear them perfectly fine.

Zalli fave Marcus a wink, then lowered him towards Lyandra's sleeping form. She places him on her chin, giving him a good view her body. It was like looking across a mountain range, not to mention being the same size as one, if not bigger. After he was in place, Zalli stepped back, and shrank herself as well, disappearing from Marcus's view. He waited a while. Soon, a ball of light appeared near him. The light swelled, and reformed into a female form, then faded, revealing Zalli, now at the same size as Marcus.

"Thanks for waiting," She said cheerfully. "Sorry, it takes a few moments for me to get the teleportation coodinates just right."

As she said this, her clothes began glowing, then dematerialized, revealing her nude form. Marcus blushed. "What? I just thought you'd get embarrassed if you were the only one naked." said Zalli.

"Uh... right. I guess. I was just caught off guard."

"I see. So then, where to first?"

"Hmm... I guess her breasts are the closest."

"Ha! Of course. Every man's favorite part of a woman."

"*sigh*"

The two hopped down from Lyandra's chin, making a soft landing on her neck. Seeing the distance they'd have to cover, Zalli cast an acceleration spell that'd make them move three times as fast. Marcus was thankful for it as they climbed over her cliff sized collor bone.

They continued towards Lyandra's left breast. The ground beneath them got softer. Then steeper. They soon reached the edge of Lyandra's bra. Marcus looked at it. It looked as thick as a castle wall! He first thought to move to where the strap met the cup and look for an opening. However, Zalli stopped him. "It's too steep over there. You'll fall," she explained. She then walked up to the cotton wall. She cast a spell on herself which multiplied her strength tenfold. She gripped the bottom of the bra and lifted it up with relative ease, leaving gap for them to crouch under. Afterwards she lowered it, shrouding them in darkness.

Zalli cast another spell on them both, allowing them too see in the dark. They continued their ascent. The air got hotter as they approached the peak. They found that the ground was now pink instead of pale. They were on Lyandra's areola, and she didn't even know it. Marcus began to feel turned on, his erection growing. Zalli gave him a slap on the shoulder. "Ah, ah, ah!" She scolded,waving her finger in from of him, "We're not at the end yet."

Finally, it came into sight. Lyandra's nipple. When the two reached its base, they looked up at it in awe. Even though it was unerect, it stood at a whopping one hundred feet tall! Marcus reached forward, and touched it. It felt soft and spongey. He began rubbing it, assuming it wouldn't be felt.

He assumed wrong. In the distance, they heard a soft, feminine moan. "Shit!" cried Zalli, "Careful!"

"Whoops! Sorry!" Marcus quickly retracted his hands. Meanwhile, the nipple began hardening, and expanded to twice its original size.

"*groan* Great, now it'll take longer to climb!" Zalli pouted.

"Huh? Wait, did I hear you right? Climb what?" Marcus asked.

"What do you think?" Zalli replied, looking up at the top of the nipple.