Before you can get your head around to try to figure out where Touko has gone, your shrunken form is bowled over by an Amazonian woman. You're dazed and loopy, and can't gain your bearing as the woman lifts you up. You feel yourself pressed against the wall by her soft, firm flesh. She giggles from high above as she presses your small form in the darkness.
Finally, she steps back and lets you fall, or rather collapse, to the floor. Finally, looking up you see the woman standing confidently above you. She introduces herself as...
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