The door swings open with such speed that it causes their to be a gusty wind that nearly knocks me off balance! Through the door comes an ebony goddess that is like a walking mountain! She is so ginormous that even with me on the counter that extends more than a thousand feet from the bathroom floor, I am still craning my head up to see Ms. Wendy's face high above. The woman wore a white string tank top with no bra and black shorts that rode up her thighs. Even though she works out, she has big bones giving her a plumper, juicy appearance. The woman somehow found a fountain of youth with her looks but with her at this size, she is too monstrous for me to think of how sexy she is at the moment. Instead my first reaction is to hide.
Looking around, the only thing I have in the immediate area is a tube of toothpaste. The tube is halfway empty meaning there may be plenty of room in the train sized package and with me at my tiny between ant and flea size, the opening of the toothpaste would be like walking into a cave. Everything in my body is telling me to hide because if she spots me, she would most likely fail to give me a closer look and immediately squish me like a pest. Then again, there is a higher risk of her just doing it accidentally. Maybe I could even use the sink to hide by.
But my brain tells me to at least try to get her help. Otherwise I will never get out of this situation if I stay scared....
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