You don't initially plan to go between her thighs; the giant lifeguard is cute, but she's too young for you and something like half a mile tall. Plus, while you might be able to poke or prod something in there to get her to notice you, you're not sure she'll be too jazzed about that, assuming she doesn't just squash you like a bug.
No, your initial plan is to take advantage of the suddenly flat plain that is her thigh, walking across to her suit, before climbing up the sheer red wall that is her stomach. But as you jog along, you suddenly hear a loud, roaring drone, like a helicopter. You try to locate it, and see to your horror an enormous mosquito, almost as big as you, alighting just a dozen feet in front of you. It dips its head and punctures the lifeguard's skin, in search of blood.
That would be disgusting and frightening enough, but without even a glance down, the lifeguard brings her palm down on her leg, and the mosquito, and you.
The force should kill you; it's far too much for you to take at your size. But you have been given a superhero serum, remember? Yes, it works...not great, from your perspective. But that doesn't mean it doesn't work at all. Indeed, it reacts to the smack by pulling inward on your body, in order to increase its durability. And it's effective! You're stunned, but alive, as the hand brushes to the side, sweeping you and the remains of the mosquito away. You fall onto the chair between the girl's thighs, dazed but otherwise okay.
Well, except for the fact that you're now down to about a millimeter tall. The girl who was half a mile tall now stretches a full mile above you...and that's just her top half.
You can't plan on climbing to her head and getting her attention; at the very least, you need to come up with some sort of strategy. But the main thing, at least for the moment, is staying with her so that you can come up with that strategy. Leave her and you're probably not going to survive long.
You walk to the place where her ass meets the chair; the elastic secures her suit to her well, but at your size, there are still gaps. You swallow hard, make a silent apology, and work your way inside.
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