It finally dawns on you, Sara didn't have a growth spurt. No, you're the size of a doll! Everything around you is enormous. On top of that you're in a completely different location. It looks like you're in someone's backyard. You see a house that is incredibly gigantic, a garden set with furniture larger than buildings, tiling which looks large enough to fit houses, a lawn that is several football fields large with grass blades that would come up to your chest, a bunch of plants and flowers bigger than trees, a bright pink inflatable kiddy pool which is as large as an olympic pool, the garden is sheltered by a large 10 foot tall wall which is definitely unscalable at your height.
You look over the side of the platform you and Sara are standing on. It's the top of a plastic side table, maybe two feet from the ground. A big drop for a tiny three inch tall guy like you. "We have to get out of here, before they come back!," Sara says. The eleven year old teen doesn't make any effort to cover herself up. You can't help but get hard as you look her over. Her perky B cup breasts look pretty big now that she's a foot taller than you.
"Who are you talking about?," before Sara can open her mouth, you get your answer.
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