"Okay, I have no idea how I ended up here, or where I am...but this doesn't bode well," you mutter to yourself as you look at the towering green pillars that surround you. You walk over and touch one, only to be surprised by the feel and shape. "Is this a blade of grass?"
Your curiosity peaking, you grab the edges of...whatever a grass blade is called and begin your climb. It took you several minutes, mainly to get a good hold after sliding down a few times before finally getting to the curve, though the way it bends beneath you is a bit worrying. The view, however, is both beautiful and terrifying, as the sun shines across the forest of grass that stretches for miles around you, only for a realization to dawn. You're tiny on someone's front lawn.
It was then that the ground began to shake, and your perch began to dip, but you saw the source of the quakes. A massive, blonde teenage girl holding a folding chair strolls right by, shaking you as set down the chair. Her massive ass hangs in the air as you slide back beneath the grass, but she's likely your best choice to get help. So, steeling your resolve, you walk over to the giantess who doesn't know you exist.
Tiffany lets out a sigh as she plops into the seat, putting on her sunglasses before leaning back to catch some rays. You get closer, hidden in the shadow of the young goddess as you come up with a plan.
What do you do?
1. Knowing that her feet would likely be the safest area to climb since they're already on the ground, you make your way over. The smooth, twitching digits are a surprise to be sure, and help you realize how small you are, but you can't let it stop you as you walk forward. Only for the giantess' foot to move forward and squeeze you between her toes.
2. It would likely take you a while to start at her feet, so you grab a chair leg to get to the middle. It should have made getting to her head easier, but you should have expected things to go wrong at some point. Especially as almost immediately she shifts in her seat and traps you beneath a cheek. Could things get much worse?
3. Perhaps by some strange stroke of luck, her hand was left hanging from the side, making it much easier to grab. With a bit of effort to hold on, you drag yourself up her smooth skin and begin your ascent, eventually arriving at her should. You're right next to her face, but will this be close enough?
4. Tiffany looks down and sees your shrunken form, but mistakes you for a bug, giving you barely any time to start running. In a matter of moments, you're crying out as massive flip flops crush the grass around you while you try to escape, but will it be enough?
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