Quickly dodging to the left, your ankle twists as your shoe oddly slips off. As you stumble, your foot gets caught on your trouser leg. Odd, because they were tailored specifically to your proportions - maybe you put on the wrong pair this morning.
As the women come barelling at you, you try and get back up. Stumbling around on your hands and knees, you keep on getting caught up in your clothes. You finally realise that there's no way you're going to get out of this now, so you lie on your back and raise your legs at the women defensively.
That's when you realise it. You look up at the towering women, as your body slowly diminishes in size. It's the closest thing you've ever experienced to pure terror: the women loom above you, they could easily kill you.
As you continue to diminish, the women's expressions also change. From pure range, they flicker with confusion as they all start skidding to halt. You look at their gigantic calves flexing as they slow down.
You look up at the army of women standing before you, looking between themselves, extremely confused as you continue to shrink.
1. You stop at 4 centimetres tall, and a woman picks you up to deal with you.
2. You stop at 50 centimetres tall. After a few seconds of confusion, you get the smackdown layed on you.
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