"SMALLER, SMALLER, SMALLER! SOON YOU'LL BE THE PERFECT SIZE FOR ME." Her body rises up higher into the sky and you start to freak out even more as you reach her knees. Soon you'll be nothing but a play-thing for her! The shrinking process doesn't even seem to be slowing down as you sink lower and lower towards her shins. The giantess crouches down and grins, tilting her head in a playful manner as she lets out "AWW, I JUST LOVE SHRINKING MEN DOWN LIKE THIS! YOU ALL LOOK SO CUTE WHEN YOU'RE DOWN AT MY FEET, ALL FRIGHTENED!" Her huge leg lifts into the air, and she lightly pokes you with her exposed big toe, knocking you off your feet. The giant woman cackles with laughter and sits down in her chair as you wast no time picking yourself up and running in the opposite direction. She lets off an amused sigh and says "OKAY FINE, WE'LL DO THIS YOUR WAY. GO AHEAD AND RUN, LITTLE MAN. RUN AS FAST AS THOSE TEENY TINY LEGS WILL CARRY YOU!" Her laughter is discerning as you run aimlessly in one direction. You are not covering a lot of ground, between your miniscule size and the fact that you are constantly tripping over the humongous blades of grass in your way. You take a look back and see that the giant woman isn't even paying attention to you any more. She's cleaning her fingernails as she sits and waits for you to tire yourself out. She's always been in control of you, she didn't even have to look at you trying to escape from her. And it's cemented in your mind when she puts the brush down and stands back at her full height, slowly stomping down as she steps towards you. "OKAY, ENOUGH RUNNING. YOU DIDN'T THINK I'D LET YOU GO SO EASILY, DID YOU?." The ground rumbles with every huge footfall, and the escape is just getting worse and worse for you. Now not only do you have a gigantic witch to contend with, but you're still shrinking! The last bits of your miniaturization take place as you see the already tall patches of grass reach up to your chest. You can't be any more than 6 inches tall at this point! You stop for a second to catch your breath, not noticing just how quickly she's caught up to you until it's too late. A pair of humongous bare feet stomp down on either side of you, and you realize that all your efforts were for naught. In one swift motion, the gypsy reaches down and wraps her huge fingers around you, trapping your six-inch frame against her soft palm. You are lifted up into the air with only your chest, arms and head poking out of the witch's grasp on you. She's holding you in one hand, and waving you in front of her face like an amused child. "MY, WHAT AN INTERESTING DOLL I'VE FOUND. I WONDER HOW DURABLE YOU ARE..." She grabs your exposed arm between her free thumb and forefinger and begins tucking. You scream in pain as you feel her almost pull your arm straight out of it's socket. She lets go and puts her hand up to her mouth, mocking an apology. "OH, HOW CLUMSY OF ME! I'VE ALWAYS BEEN A BIT ROUGH WITH MY TOYS, YOU'LL HAVE TO FORGIVE ME. YOU'RE JUST SO ADORABLE LIKE THIS, THOUGH. I JUST WANT TO PINCH YOUR LITTLE HEAD OFF" She chuckles to herself as her long index finger extends outwards and plays with your hair. You are a bit relieved that she didn't live up to her threat to take your head clean off your shoulders, but you're still embarrassed by her actions. You are powerless to stop her fun as she tightens her grip around you and laughs at your struggle. "HEHE, STOP SQUIRMING SO MUCH! YOU TICKLE IN MY HAND! YOU KNOW, I WAS ACTUALLY CONSIDERING LETTING YOU RUN OFF AT THAT PUNY SIZE, HOPING YOU'D JUST GET STEPPED ON THE MINUTE YOU LEFT MY TENT. BUT YOU ARE JUST TOO CUTE AT THAT SIZE. MAYBE I SHOULD KEEP YOU AROUND. AFTER ALL, YOU COULD BE QUITE...