"Aunt Cassie? I can work with this." You weren't her favorite nephew, but someone related by blood sure as hell would try to help if they could, right? Either way, you still needed a way to get that help. As she flicked through the TV channels with her left hand, you paced on her lap.
"If I could... No. How about I... Wait, no. What about... Damn it!" Your thoughts were getting nowhere quickly, and you needed to act before she got up and you got stranded. With all of your attention directed to this, you didn't see the slight tear in her denim and by the time you figured it out, you had fallen face first into the glass of water she had next to her leg.
You peer up, hopeful for a easy way out, but the glass was tall and the slides slick. You can't even try to tip the glass before five fleshy digits press into the sides of the clear container, squishing and losing color mere inches from your soaking wet body. You knew what was coming next, and screamed in terror. "Aunty! Please don't drink me! I don't want to die!" Her lips spread apart and the glass was tilted. As her lips press against the glass and water begins to flow through her mouth, you try to swim away. In the end, the force of suction was too much, and feet first you were pulled in, right up to your shoulders. At that point, your five inch long body wouldn't fit anymore, but it didn't stop the situation from being incredibly uncomfortable. Her lips were chapped and tore at your shirt, her tongue was slimy and stuck to your pants, and of course there was water flooding over your sorry face. As the glass emptied, Aunt Cassie set the glass back down on the table, and unknowingly left you hanging out of her mouth.
This could be trouble. If she saw one of her two daughters, she would begin talking, which would be very painful, if not deadly, for a man of your stature. Feeling the urge to escape, you wiggle your arms out and reach up, securing one arm on each nostril. You hoped on last time to be noticed, but when she was still oblivious, you kicked against her tongue and shoved. Your lower torso swung out, leaving you hanging by the nostrils. What now?
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