You aim for the bouncing blond curls of a giantess girl sitting at the table. Her size is beyond your mental grasp, though, you are far enough to see that she is a normally proportioned 'human' girl of preadolescent age.
You're about to alight within the forest of her hair when the girl shifts her head for some reason bringing her ear and a piece of cheap plastic jewelry into view. The ear is as large as a football stadium and the ring hanging below it could have been a particle accelerator. You try to alter your course, but you're already going too fast and are headed straight for her gaping ear canal.
You pass below the waving lobes of cartilage and enter the wax encrusted interior of her ear. The landing is rough, but better than it might have been. The soft wax engulfs you and slows your speed without injury as you bury into it. Two long minutes you struggle through the yellow gunk which has you trapped like an insect in tree-sap. Finally you burst to the surface and proceed to cough up a clump of the girl's ear wax. With some difficulty you crawl all the way out, but do not stand for fear the weight of your feet would send you down again. You did not want to taste THAT again -- yuck.
You spit a few times to remove all the funkiness from your mouth, eventually give up, and try to decide your next course of action.
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