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A light equal to the sun blinded you and you couldn't make out the face, but you know it was a young woman with blonde hair and she had a mean look about her, not angry per say, but more lustful and commanding.
"What do we have here?" She says cheerfully, but as if she expected you to be there.
"Looks like a bug or a toy soldier." Her voice was deafening by the fact it was trapped inside the large body of water you now can identify as a toilet.
Your eyes are still hazy, but you can't help but scream for help by the nameless young blonde staring at your helpless state.
"What's that? You're a man?" She pretends to be shocked. "What is a man the size of my pinky doing in my toilet? Spying I assume. Is that right?"
"No, I woke up here no more than five minutes ago, please, I need help." You say shouting.
"Well, I could help you but I don't have to now do I? I didn't think so, but, maybe you could help me a bit, I help you, you help me, fair."
"Sounds good as the alternative is getting flushed." You say rubbing your eyes.
"Great, so we have a deal." She says and fishes you out of the toilet with a disposable glove, cause though the toilet was relatively clean and you were the only thing inside, it's still a toilet.
After getting removed, the white walls and cold shining water no longer blind you and can see the face of your savior.
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