The floor shakes and I find myself cowering into the protection of the waist-high carpet as Bobby walks into the room. I suddenly remember where I am - we're at his house, he invited me over. But now Bobby is a towering giant and I'm a helpless little bug on his floor, and his bare feet are stomping right toward me. He's wearing an undershirt and jeans - very casual, very Bobby - and as if he wasn't already tall enough before. My head only came halfway up his chest when I was normal, now I'd have time climbing up onto his toes. His close-cropped hair and clean shaven face is so high above me that I can barely make out his features, and Bobby's wide shoulders and chest and large frame make him fit the role of a giant even more.
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