"...let's make this fun!" she exclaimed, giving you a fanged grin.
You give her a shaky, nervous smile in return. "I-I'll t-t-try...?"
Lupa gave a booming laugh, forcing you to cover your ears. "For your sake, you better."
The werewolf then reached over and took something from the sink. Your eyes widen when you see it is a 'small' glass cup. Lupa turns it upside down in her claws before placing it over you. Her intent was obvious: you weren't going anywhere. You panic for a second wondering if you'll suffocate when you run out of air. After several moments you calm down when you realize at your current size the glass is still several miles high. It would be a long time before you ran out of air.
With that worry over you look out from the clear glass to Lupa who is doing just as she said: gathering up food from her fridge. There are somethings you recognize but there are others that you wouldn't even begin guessing at. Either way, you just wait around as Lupa prepares her meal. As the titaness goes about her food, you start think of how this will play out? How in the heck can you get away from a miles tall werewolf that really wants to eat you? Even at her size, she can tell where you're are at and pick you up without even trying.
You spend what feels like an eternity racking your brain before a thunderous belch sends quakes through the glass and making you once again protect your ears. You look at Lupa who is picking her teeth with one of her claws and several empty plates beside her. She lets out a smaller burp before reaching over towards the glass and lifting it up and away.
"Well, it's time, R.L.," she states needlessly. You shiver at the excited glint in her eyes.
You gather whatever courage you can and nod.
"But before we do..." Lupa trailed off as she started and the rest of the room started to shrink. You look around wildly as everything become smaller and less daunting.
By the time it stops, Lupa has gone from being so huge that she towered miles above you to about 900 feet. She's still far larger than you're used to but at least it seems like you have a fighting chance. Without a word, she grabs you and places you on the floor.
You look up to her as she turns around, sending tremors through the floor.
"You've got 'til I count to 30 to run and hide somewhere," Lupa calls back to you.
Before she even gets to 1 you take off running. You don't know where, but anywhere is better than being in the open. Who knows you just might make it through this...
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