RWBY Shrunk/Transformed

Waking up to the world she knew gigantic, Blake obviously had a teensy panick attack. She was the size of a doll, shrunk right out of her clothes, ontop of her pillow. She knew she needed help, and fast.
Being on the top bunk proved to be a problem, because it was incredibly terrifying trying to climb down to the desk to hopefully get attention. She only made it to one of the books holding her bed up when she tripped, and fell down, down, and down. She was just happy she got to look at Yang one last time, grumbling in her sleep, before she...
SPLAT! She turned into a splatter in some sort of soft material. But she was okay... Well, not okay, just not dead.
"Did it hurt when you fell from heaven? More like did it hurt when you fell from the top bunk!" The answer was yes, painfully yes. Every nerve in her body told her 'ow' as her gooed body slowly scrutched back together.

After what felt like an hour of reforming, but was more like five minutes, Blake was finally in a humanoid shape. She was still gooey, but she could move her arms. Unfortunately, this couldn't save her from the events to come.
Her partner, the buxom boxer was in plain view as she got up. The blonde was gigantic, finally putting a perspective on how small Blake really was. She couldn't believe it, she was probably not even as tall as Yang's foot was long.
The faunus' existential crisis was short lived, however, as she was distracted by a large pair of breasts freely bouncing above her. And then was distracted further as Yang turned around, revealing an impressive butt to the squished huntress. Blake was so entranced by Yang's naked form that she barely even noticed the giant reaching down at her.
"Did she she me?" Blake asked herself, "Is she mad at me for, um, respectfully admiring her?"

Suddenly, the world seemed to shift as Yang picked up the golden cup she was stuck to. "What's happening? Why is everything changing!"
With all the bouncing, Blake managed to notice a similar cup she was stuck to attatched my a small strap. And after coming face to breast with Yang, Blake realized where she was, and where she was going.

"No, Yang! Please! I'm in here! Don't put your bra on!" Blake pleaded and pleaded, but all for naught as Yang was to focused on trying to untangle the bra straps to hear her. Blake figured her only option was trying to become unstuck from her cupped prison.
She struggled and pulled with all her might, but Yang figured out the straps, and the beasts were coming closer.

"Come on, almost unstuck!"

But does she make it?