Finally, the Jolteon giantess stops in front of a huge tree, the biggest you've seen yet, even bigger at your tiny size. She looks down at you, and you turn around, still sitting on her paw.
"That's my house," she explains. "My sister and I live there. She's a Leafeon, and she's really smart."
You wonder if the Leafeon is smart enough to figure out how to get you back to your home, or at least back to normal size. You may be safe now with this Jolteon, but you don't like the idea of staying tiny, especially since that would require you to stay with this giantess forever. And although she seems kind, you really don't like the idea of being restricted like that.
Luckily, the Jolteon is thinking the same thing. "I know you probably really want to get back to normal. It's pretty obvious you're not from here. I think my sister might be able to help you. But first, we've got to grt up there... And I can't climb up holding you like this."
"Could I sit on your shoulder?" you ask.
"No, you might fall off..." the Jolteon giantess says. "I could either hold you with my mouth, or--"
"Wait, mouth?" you ask. "You're not going to put me in your mouth, are you?"
"No, no! I was thinking I could bite your shirt and carry you like that. Otherwise, I could hold you in my fist, but it'd be harder to climb...."
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