The last thing you remember is leaving a crowded house party, your vision blurring as you regret to yourself that you've once again had one too many drinks. Deciding to wait for your Uber to pick you up, you lean towards a bush and wretch, as your head spins out of control. When you regain consciousness, you open your eyes and see that something is very off about your surroundings. You're still in front of the frat house but... the street is an expansive ocean of asphalt, and you don't get to look around the sidewalk for long because titanic beings are headed your way.
Holy shit! Still on campus but you're a couple of inches tall. You survive being crushed by some fellow inebriated students, narrowly missing a high heel impaling you onto the sidewalk. It smells awful where you're standing, the traffic of all the people passing through and the mess you left behind in the bushes are a powerful odor to your small nose. You run up the sidewalk, watching the deadly incomprehensible sized cars roaring by with massive clouds of toxic fumes. It seems like all hopeless is lost when again, a giant is stomping down the sidewalk, stumbling around. You can barely see anything which reminds you of the other sorority girls leaving the party, but this giantess's face is completely obscured by her massive chest. One of the cars immediately screeches by the street, not too far from where you are watching everything. Then, a miracle for you, you hear the giantess loudly curse and the car door opens for her. She has dropped her purse on the sidewalk, and is scrambling to collect the lipstick tube, wallet, and other contents of her humongous being. It is a long shot but it beats staying on the sidewalk, maybe you can get closer to her or climb into her purse and play it by ear.
"JUST A SECOND, SORRY..." Her voice booms to the driver, who you can guess doesn't mind at all that a drunk busty chick is taking her sweet time. The giantess's body appears closer as you approach the mess of her spilled purse. One of her colossal, muscular bare legs is bent, her massive behind exposed as she crawls slightly on her knees to scoop up the fallen objects.
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