She trails off, leaving you still confused as to what she has planned for you now that she's made you tiny. You hope she has a plan for you, at least, since her boredom could be very dangerous for you now. Her finger begins tapping the floor, causing you to recoil away from the loud, rhythmic pounding and stumble onto her couch-sized thumb.
Danielle pounces, closing her fingers together so that you're firmly pinched between them. There's a rush of movement as she pushes herself up to a crouching position, holding you in front of what cleavage she has on her lanky body. She wobbles from the unsteadiness of crouching while on heels, making you worry that you'll be tossed to the floor and lost amongst all the clutter. Luckily she's able to steady herself, and you slowly rise into the sky as she stands.
Wordlessly she turns to the left, as if you were already in on this plan of hers. She begins moving you away from her and lowering you down, guiding you over the top of a chair and over the table. You see that she's laid out the battle mat in preparation for a combat, each grid square the perfect size for someone of your scale, and a variety of monster models had been set up, previously unnoticed among the various dice scattered about.
Dani sets you down exactly in the middle of the center square on her edge of the table and places her hands on either side, letting her lean over you. "I figure since you're here, we might as well play a bit," she booms down, her normally soft and gentle voice sounding more like an avalanche from where you are. "But since you're the size of a figure, I thought we could take advantage of that! First though we should just to a quick little combat so that you can get used to it. I made a character sheet for you as I see you, look it over and let me know what class you want to be so that I can give you appropriate equipment." She pulls up a filled-out sheet and holds it in front of her so that you can read it like a billboard.
Wow, she sure thought highly of you; your lowest stat was Wisdom at 16, probably assigned because you were "unwise" to have doubted her power. "This all looks great, but one thing Dani," you say to the black-clad monolith before you. "I'm not really sure if I can buy the 18/00 strength. That's supposed to be able to lift 400 pounds, right? I doubt I'd be able to lift 4 ounces."
She giggles in response, her massive size turning it into a low rumble. "That's for table purposes only, silly! I have a different sheet for how you actually are, but I'm going to hold on to it for now as a surprise. Anything else?"
"Not really," you answer, shrugging. "I guess I'll be a warrior since I've got the numbers for it." Dani quickly scribbles that down on your sheet. "And... I'll take a mace as my weapon, with a shield." The titanic nerd scribbles some more, and a very solid-looking mace and shield appear in your hands. Before you can say anything else a suit of full plate armor manifests around you along with a helmet, and a sack full of goods is on the ground.
"Okay, let's get started!" she says. "You are as usual Sir Caius, righter of wrongs, defender of the weak, and able to melt a maiden's heart with a single glance! As you walk through the fields outside the village of Cerebon, you come across a trio of bandits, two men and a woman, planning to be up to no good. They haven't noticed you yet, letting you have a surprise round should you choose to attack them."
Patiently you listen as Dani lays out the fairly standard scenario for you. Three bandits should be easy enough, you think to yourself, especially equipped how you are. You announce your intention to charge the nearest one and set off running, shield in front and mace ready to strike. As you close in to striking distance an enormous hand slams down in front of you, stopping your charge as you run face first into Dani's palm. Quickly she wraps her fingers around you and picks you up, then carries you back to the square you started in.
"Not so fast!" she admonishes, wagging a finger the size of a tree at you. "I have to roll your attack first to see if you hit him." She does so, taking her blue eyes off you momentarily to check it. "Okay, 16, go ahead and hit him." You shrug and move forward as you had before, this time getting close enough to swing your mace and hit the opponent in the head. Another die clatters followed by a resounding, "Ten! He's dead!" As soon as she proclaims it your weapon sinks into the opponent's head in a way much unlike if they were metal or plastic.
Before you can question it Dani declares, "Okay, next round!" Some more dice clatter on the table. "You'll be going first, then the other male bandit and then the lady bandit."
"I attack the other male bandit," you say, moving to get into position. A die rumbles in the distance, followed by an unusually excited giantess's voice.
"Twenty, nice crit!" she exclaims. "I'll just go ahead and... max damage, too!" You throw your attack, wondering what effect this has. Much to your surprise the model's head quite literally flies off, and you turn around before you can see any other effects this might have so that you can face the woman.
"Okay. You see the last bandit casting a spell at you," Dani narrates as the model moves its hand up to point at you. It pinches two fingers together and says a word that you've come to hear far too often lately.
"Dani, come on!" you complain. "You're really going to shrink me even more?"
"I'm not, she is!" the giantess retorts. "Unless you have issues with how I'm running this campaign?" You think about how she might respond to the 'issues' you're having so far and decide not to say anything further. "Besides, you won't shrink at all if you pass your save." She drops a polyhedral dice that's nearly your size and says, "Oooh..."