It happened so fast you never even realized what was happening. Until, of course, it was way too late. One day, you were at your house, just playing games with your girlfriend, Taylor, when each game you lost you seemed to get smaller and smaller, until you were 2 inches. At the time, you thought somehow your tsundere of a girlfriend had figured out how to shrink you after each win. Of course, it wasn't that simple. Nobody knows where it came from. But of course, politicians are getting into it. Tinies no longer are considered human, despite the fact that they are all actually human. Luckily, tinies keep their human durability, despite their size. This causes it to be really hard to kill them. That leads to now. You're asleep, on the foot of your bed, when you wake up to the sound of the door being kicked open. In walks Taylor with a tv. She puts it on your dresser and connects it to the outlet.

She ignores you and takes the remote out from her pocket, putting it on the coffee table before plopping down on the bed, sending you flying in the air and landing by her socked feet. She was wearing white socks, jean shorts, and of course, her signature shirt with a picture of a character from her favorite video game. One side of the shirt was hanging over her shirt, and you could see her bra. She was just sitting there, legs out, her next to your face, scrolling on her phone. What the hell? You could try to talk to the brat of a giantess, or you could let it slide. What do you do?