You realized you had to go to work today. You headed out and arrived at the bakery around seven thirty, just barely beating bakery owner and secret crush Rachael. She was a 24 year old busty bombshell with short blonde hair, brown eyes and an attitude that was unpredictable. “Ah, Sam,” she said as she unlocked the door, “I see you’re coming in to work early. I like it.” Rachael picked you up, gave you a little kiss and carried you into the bakery, setting you on the counter. You always had a thing for Rachael and had thought about asking her out in spite of Nicole. “Sam, I need you to get to work on those cupcakes. The customer is going to pick them up today and I need them ready.” Rachael said as she opened up the shop. You headed to the back and started adding the ingredients to the mixing bowl. Though you were only three inches tall, the kitchen had been altered to adjust for your size. Just as you were about to crack an egg into the large green porcelain bowl, you slipped and fell into the gooey cupcake batter.
You couldn’t climb up the steep sides of the bowl. You tried to scream for Rachael’s help but she couldn’t hear you. Eventually the batter pulled you under. A few minutes later Rachael came into the kitchen to see your progress. Not seeing you anywhere she picked up the bowl and began to pour the batter into the cupcake molds. If she was going to see you, now was the time.
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