You feel your entire body tingle as a blue light surrounds you. You stare in horror as the beautiful sorceress before you starts to grow... along with everything else around you! Her sharp blue eyes stare daggers into you as they meet with yours. She blows you a kiss as your vision continues to drop below her chest, her waist, and then her thighs. You start to run for the opening to the tent, but with every step you take, you lose even more height. It takes no time at all for her long thick legs to catch up to you, and stomp a foot directly in your path. You come to a halt before the beautiful foot, which you can't even see over the top of anymore. You look up at the humongous smelly wall of flesh that stands before you, and remember how just a second ago you were silently admiring her pretty toes. Now each one has become a dangerous, rose tipped appendage that could squash you flat with one simple wiggle. A roaring laughter appears all around you and you look up to see Rosella standing as tall as a mountain before you, with her hands placed defiantly on her hips. "PUNY LITTLE PEASANT." Is all she says before her large legs bend and she extends a hand out to grab you're shrinking body. Her thumb and forefinger grab you on both sides and lift you off of the dirt floor, placing you into her soft, lotioned palm. Rosella admires her handiwork, having just turned this normal 5'10 person into an inch tall insect scuttering around in the palm of her hand. She giggles with excitement and hovers her enormous face over your tiny body. "I COULD VERY EASILY CRUSH YOU UNDER MY THUMB. BUT PERHAPS IF I KEEP YOU ALIVE, YOU'LL MAKE A DECENT LITTLE PET FOR ME." She puts a finger in your face, intent on petting you on your tiny little head. You seize the opportunity, not wanting to be this crazy gypsy woman's slave, and bite the huge mass of flesh as it gets closer. "OUCH! WHY YOU LITTLE BUG!" While she recoils in pain, you jump from her hand and into her dress. You slide down the fabric, landing on the flesh of her foot. "DAMN IT. WHERE DID HE GO? WHERE DID THAT LITTLE PEASANT GO?!" She gets to her knees to look for you, and you hop off of her foot, quickly dashing to the flap of the tent. Stepping cautiously through the huge blades of grass in your way, you desperately try to make your way to the outside of the tent. Her booming footsteps fill your ears as her voice shouts out "WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU, I'M GOING TO SQUASH YOU FLAT! I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME, YOU PATHETIC LITTLE INSECT!" You try to ignore her threats and keep running to freedom. Once you got outside, you could try to get help from someone else, maybe even if you're lucky you could find your way back to Maggie! You finally make your way into the bright sunlight, happy beyond belief that you've escaped the crazy sorceress when suddenly...
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