You awoke with a groggy yaaawn, to find the skies replaced with a white ceiling. Hard, clean, smooth ceramic surrounded you on every end, reflecting blinding light from the fluorescent bulbs. Every small crack was visible in its surface. Dewy, damp droplets lined the bottom. There were even massive drops trickling gently down the similarly-colored "wall" in the distance.
This was... the bathroom of a suburban house? You had to rub your eyes incredulously. What should've been a tight, compressed space lay out like a whole world before you. The towel rack was impossibly far in the distance, clouded by humidity... And its fibres looked like a whole jungle! You had to be practically microscopic. If there were any bugs around, they might feed on you...
THUD. THUD. THUD. THUD. THUD.
There were bigger problems to worry about than bugs. Megalithic, awe-inspiring, deeply humbling problems.
Tiffany had entered the room.
SLAM
You couldn't tell if the teen was having a bad morning, and shut the door angrily. Or maybe that was just the sheer power of her lazy motions. Whatever it was, closing that door made the whole "floor" tremble. You were firmly locked in there with her.
BOOM.
It was hard to make out all the details of her shifting blonde hair; her tired eyes; and her purple-orange crop top. It was so much to take in at once. But one thing was clear from the blurry, bouncing mass of shapes; she was big. Bigger than anything you'd ever seen. That floor would take hours, if not days, for you to traverse... she crossed it in a single step, her lanky pants sagging slightly at her ankles.
"Urgh, finally, I get my turn here... Mom was taking forever." Her whines echoed across the room. She rubbed her eyes, and ran fingers through her hair, ready for some type of routine. As she approached, the cool mist was replaced with her body heat. A slight but noticeable smell of coconut lotion drifted from her.
But there was no time to think about that. You realized where you were were...
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