You gaze up at Tara who's face seems positively gargantuan to you now, every blemish and imperfection seeming more pronounced, however she still looked gorgeous from your diminished state. You see she is clearly puzzled as you wave your arms up at her.
"Tara! It's me!" you shout.
"I...I can see you, but I can't hear you." she says, straining to hear. She moves forward and turns her ear to you. With the vast chasm of her earhole above you, you try again.
"I've shrunk! Please help me!" you shout again. She twists her head around to look at you again, this time more closely. You step back and stand in awe of Tara's sheer size when suddenly you hear her chuckle.
"You're also naked!" she says down in your direction. You blush as you remember your exposed private parts and try to cover them up again. "How did you get so small?" she asks. You try to shout back up to her, but once again Tara can't hear you.
"Hang on..." she says. Suddenly, the enormous girl repositions her arms and places her hands to the floor either side of you and heaves her body out of the water. You watch her soaking wet bikini-clad body rise above you until her hips eclipse the sunlight before you, shift to the side and twist to show Tara's rear end which slides backwards and allows Tara to assume a seated position at the side of the pool. She's a glorious sight even now. As she smiles down at you, you don't realise her hand rested near you.
"Climb aboard." she says softly, trying not to draw attention for others around. You finally see her outstretched finger next to you, easily twice as thick as you are tall. You lean against it, feeling both to warmth of her body and the moisture of the pool water from her hand. You hold your hand up to say you're ready. Tara's thumb swings into view and softly presses you against her skin. Her hand tilts backwards and you feel a massive rush as you're brought up to Tara's ear.
You explain to Tara's dark ear cavity all you know about the water gun and suggest that she finds it. Tara looks around and spots the innocent enough looking gun lying on the flood near to where she is sat. You're removed from Tara's ear and she moves you to her face. She smiles and says "Hang on, Dan, let me go and get it!". Tara stands up, causing another weird rush in your head. As you look around, you have trouble fathoming how massive everything looks from your current perspective, not least Tara's hands.
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