As Rachel holds you in front of her face, a sense of urgency floods through you. "Rachel, please, you have to believe me," you start, your voice shaking. "I didn't mean to end up here. I... I don't even know how this happened!"
Rachel's gaze hardens, her skepticism clear. "That's your explanation? You "don't know"? Jake, I expected a better story than that."
You stutter, trying to form a coherent argument, but the words jumble in your mouth. "I... it's just... I woke up, and everything was huge, and..."
Rachel's expression shifts from skepticism to disappointment. "That's it? That's all you've got? I thought you might actually have a reasonable explanation. But this?" She sighs, shaking her head. "I guess you leave me no choice."
With that, Rachel tilts her hand, and you start to slide towards her open mouth. Your heart pounds in terror as you try to grab onto her fingers, but it's no use; her skin is too smooth, and your tiny hands can't hold on.
You're now at the edge of her palm, right in front of her parted lips. The warm, moist breath from her mouth washes over you as you teeter on the brink. You can see the pink of her tongue and the white of her teeth, a cavernous, intimidating sight.
"Rachel, please, no!" you shout, but your voice is tiny, almost inaudible.
Then, with a slight flick of her hand, you're falling. The descent feels like an eternity, although it's only a second. You land on her tongue with a soft, wet squelch. The surface is warm and slick, undulating slightly beneath you. The taste is indescribable, a mix of sweet and salty, utterly overwhelming to your tiny senses.
Rachel's mouth closes around you, casting you into darkness. Her tongue shifts, rolling you effortlessly. You're powerless, completely at her mercy, a plaything in a giant's mouth.
Panic sets in as you realize the full extent of your situation. You're trapped, surrounded by the humid warmth of Rachel's mouth, the faint sound of her heartbeat thunderous in your ears. The sensation is disorienting, terrifying, and yet, in some strange way, exhilarating.
As Rachel's tongue moves you around, exploring your tiny form, you can only wonder what will come next in this bizarre and unforeseen journey.
Then…
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