Mollys eyes fall directly onto you jumping and waiving on the ground in front of her in frantic attempts to get her attention. She kneels down directly above you in order to get a real good look at the tiny creature before her. She makes out limbs and a head and eventually realizes that this tiny thing is a shrunken human, more specifically her shrunken friend Ben.
"Ben? Holy shit bro, is that you?" she exclaims, reaching down and lifting you off the ground between two of her massive fingers. "This is crazy I must be dreaming....and if I'm dreaming I can do whatever the hell I want with you little dude."
Oh no. That is the last thing you wanted to hear, there has to be a way to make Molly realize this isn't a dream. You began to wiggle and struggle between her fingers, panic mode in full effect.
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