"I-I suppose..." the shrunken-down Cyrus had said in a shaken tone.
"I decide... you, Millie," he said as he pointed up at her rear towering over him.
"Oh, but I do hope this isn't a violation of some sort!" Millie had said as she placed on her butt atop Cyrus' small body. As if the weight crushing him wasn't enough, Millie's unapologetic flatulence would prove especially deadly.
BBBBBBRRRRRAAAAAAAFFFFFFFTTTTTTTT!
Suffocating both under the weight of Millie's large ass, and the toxic fumes of her farts, it was only a matter of seconds before Cyrus' life has left his tiny, smelly body. Not only would Cyrus not learn the answers to his many questions, he would go down in history as "the guild member that died to a fart."
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