The calming sound of Sonya's heartbeat marks a stark contrast with your futile struggles and the way both the chain and the top push you against her breast, which luckily for you cushions the slight up and down movement of your giantess captor as she walks God knows where. The way the chain entangled you severely restricts the little movement you are able to muster, but you could swear just with her top it would be enough to keep you trapped. In any case there's nothing you can do, and your little movements aren't even registered by Sonya as you start hearing muffled noises from a livelier environment: Female voices, the sound of chairs being dragged, cutlery and music.
On instinct you struggle more and try calling out for help, but it is hopeless. All you get from it is exhausting your body a bit more, and as if the flesh you were trapped against was mocking you, your calls are answered with small beads of sweat that make everything just a bit more uncomfortable. The temperature was raising around you not only due to your efforts and the forces that overwhelm your tiny body, but also because of all the giant bodies and activity around Sonya that you couldn't even see. But at least she stopped walking.
Struggling to look up, you could see from a tight angle the frightening image of Sonya enjoying a salad, with a fork big enough to impale your body with ease, with some of the ingredients big enough to wrap your 4 inch body. It takes you a couple of minutes to get over the earlier sensations of anger and hopelessness, and another couple to get over the new sensations of fear and arousal that come with remembering you were living a dream even if you lost some control over it, to finally start thinking about your next move.
While Sonya enjoys her meal, you figure out she wouldn't be exposing you to anybody else. You reason this is good because thanks to the genie's work the attitude of Sonya changed, so maybe the attitude of all the girls in your harem changed. But without interacting with at least another girl you couldn't be sure about this, after all, you knew none of this girls that materialized thanks to your first wish.
Organizing your thoughts, you arrive to the key questions that need an answer or a decision. How to get to the lamp? Should you desist on wanting Jasmine as your number one girl? Is there a way to convince the genie or to compromise with her? Would Sonya help you after she had her fun or would you need to plan your escape and try with someone else? You shuffle the options in your mind, at least until that calming background sound of Sonya's heartbeat convinces your body it needs a rest. You concentrate as much as you can and decide what to do before surrendering and closing your eyes, trying to ignore the heat and the soreness that won't go away with the way your body is trapped.
What happens next?