The fifteen year old redhead sauntered into the room, and crashed onto the bed, "Steph! Where are you...?"
'Steph' jumped up and flailed her arms a bit from her study desk, but didn't seem to grab the giantess' attention straight away. "Jess! Over here!" the brunette shouted as loud as she could, in the hopes that her girlfriend would hear her. The redhead did grunt in response, however didn't seem to actually react to the yelling.
"Dammit..." Steph groaned, glancing over the edge of the table and estimating just how badly that would hurt. She estimated her size at perhaps four or five inches tall, and the table had to be three feet up, which would be the equivalent of a normal size person jumping off a four storey building.
...in short, not a good idea. However, Jess may have been her only hope in getting some help, so desperate measures might have been a necessity.
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