Jordan could feel her warm breath wash over him as he stared helplessly into her planet-sized face. He was awed by her larger-than-life facial features and how they now seemed stretched out and disproportionate. His every movement was met with resistance in the form of a finger or thumb. Each time he was met with the notion that this was reality and not an accurate facsimile of a dream or nightmare. He was actually in the palm of her hand.
The natural oils of her skin seeped into his clothes leaving them slightly damp while her voice thundered around him. Jordan desperately hoped she turned off the lawnmower soon as he needed to talk to her. He desperately needed the help of this giant person if he had any hope of getting to a hospital and having the medicine do anything. He had read the reports. After twenty-four hours the efficacy of the medicine dropped sharply by the hour as the miniature body didn’t quite work the same as giant counterparts.
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