You awake with a splitting headache in what you think must be a bar. The last thing you remember was being knocked unconcious.
You look around and appear to be standing on the counter, only its GIGANTIC! You estimate your height to be barely 3 inches. The only person left is the Bartender, a stacked young woman. You think that you've seen her before but you can't quite put your finger on it... she's.... Nikki Cox!? It couldn't be, why would she be working here, maybe to lay low.
you walk towards her and when you're about half way there she see's you. She leaps towards you with incredible speen and grabs you in her fist.
"Well well well." she says, "look what we've got here. What happened to you?"
you explained the turn of events leading up to your predicament and she laughs in reply.
"looks like i'm going to have fun tonight." she says, licking her lips.
She drops you in her imense cleavage and grabs her bag from the counter.
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