You look up to see your monolithic mother leaning over the plate of fresh-baked cookies. Her goddess-like face looms high above, seemingly gazing right at you. She leans closer, her beautiful visage filling your entire field of vision. You wait for her to say something, probably an explanation about your current surroundings. Just as it seems she is about to speak, she closes her eyes and deeply inhales the aroma of the cookies. At one point, you were briefly lifted into the air by her enormous sniff. Obviously peckish, she reaches out to grab one. You begin fearfully limping in the other direction, the fleshy palm passing over like an immense flying saucer. Its shadow completely engulfs your pastry plain before leaving it just as quickly. You sigh in relief as she instead chooses a slightly larger cookie next to your own. To you, a dozen city blocks could fit on the gargantuan dessert being carried up to her mouth. In two monster bites she devours the entire thing, visibly savoring the delicious taste. "One more couldn't hurt," Dread fills your minuscule body as her hand's shadow engulfs your entire cookie.
Once again, her hand descended upon your cookie. Before you can even attempt to run, she snags your tasty haven. The entire platform tilts as she raises it through the air. You tumble haphazardly, eventually grabbing a crack in the surface just before you fall. At that same second you approach her mouth. Her full lips each tower a hundred or more yards like soft walls of wrinkly, pink skin. They usually smothered you in loving, world-filling kisses but they have now become the doorway to your doom as they ominously part.
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