A huge mass of fur scratches along the pile of rubbish you currently lay upon, squeaking once before picking up some hunk of... something rancid. The four-legged critter goes from twelve times your size to twenty as it stands up on its hind legs, gnawing at the hairiest end of the green meat it holds in its two claws. You can hear your own breath pound in your lungs as the oversized rat noisily chomps with its jagged teeth. How can a rat this big have gotten into town? What in god's name are the town's guards doing, having tea?!
Wait... It's not just this rodent that's gotten bigger...
The alley seems to have gotten just as much bigger, the trash you lie on is the size of a mansion to you! Either the world has grown up to two hundred and fifty times larger, or you've been shrunk down to a quarter of an inch tall! Neither of these options sound good to you, and neither does the fact that this rat has stopped feasting, and now sniffs the air. A few quick twitches of its nose, and the rodent looks hungrily towards you! The chunk it held rolls away as it barrels towards you! Luckily, your quick reflexes allow you to scream and raise your hands over your face as the monster comes closer!
Then it stops suddenly, just inches from your soft, fleshy face. The rodent's fetid breath smells like hot garbage as it stands on two feet once more, looking towards the lit end of the alleyway before scurrying away! As it turns out, the rat is the least of your worries right now. The faint glare of the sun is blocked as a hulking mammoth of an orc stamps in front of the distant entrance to this dark corner! The tattered loincloth he wears does little to hide the green, rippling muscles that make up his burly physique. This orc would be able to pound you into the dirt with one ham-sized fist at your usual height, but at a quarter of an inch... Just one of his leather boots is large enough to squish twenty of you without noticing! Hell, he could squish you with any bit of his mountainous form, from his bulging biceps to his thick thighs! The long, spear of a tusk hanging from the emerald giant's mouth could skewer you and four clones of yourself at once!
All in all, you're pretty much dead if he gets too close.
The orc's brawny body takes one gargantuan step towards you, a set of beady red eyes peer through the darkness above his bare chest. Is he looking right at you? Is this orc the reason you are now a quarter of an inch tall?! You can't say, but you can say that you're scared stiff. Without a doubt. With a grunt, the titan jerks his head to the side, his knotted beard bobs beneath his chin as he backs up...
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