Things were looking rather bleak for you - Satomi's incoming spoon dipped into the bowl of soup, the silvery utensil snatching you up from below the surface and bringing you towards the oblivious giantess's face with a warm, nutritious spoonful. Her eyes were closed as she anticipated the exotic deliciousness in store for her, so waving for her attention at your current three-inch size wouldn't do you any good. You considered simply jumping off the spoon, but that posed the problem of surviving the sheer drop that followed; you would either end up splashing into the soup bowl once again, or plummet all the way down to the floor (the latter of which would probably be fatal). It looked like there was only one way to go at this point..the express pass to Satomi’s digestive tract.

But then her eyes opened and went wide.

For a brief moment, the part-foreign blonde gazed down at your downsized form on her spoon in stunned silence. Never before had Satomi imagined the possibility of a human being shrunken…and ending up in her lunch. She’d heard jokes about flies winding up in soup, but this was simply ridiculous! With a slight blush on her cheeks, Satomi plucked you up into her free hand before lowering her spoon back into the soup bowl.

And with that, she broke the incredibly awkward silence. “Sacre bleu! A tiny person!” Her French accent was almost as thick as her thighs, but that didn’t bother you at all.

“Hi…you probably have a lot of questions about what’s happening, huh?” you replied to the half-French giantess with a bit of redness on your own face.

“Oui, oui…” Satomi gave you an uneasy nod.

After she took a quick glance around to ensure that nobody else would notice you, Satomi listened intently as you explained your current situation - being accidentally reduced to about three inches tall by a friend’s shrink ray (you left out Hotaru’s identity as the ray’s builder), being swatted away by another student at lunch, and finally landing in her soup. This was a lot of information for her to digest, but at least you were safe now.

“Oh, my apologies for almost eating you, monsieur…” Satomi said sheepishly. “I would never forgive myself if I had reduced a fellow student to…pudge…” It seemed she was referring to her somewhat-chubby belly. “Devouring a person would surely make me even chubbier…”

“Aw, I think you’re fine just the way you are!” you responded, hoping to make her feel better…or at least avoid offending her.

The foodie smiled softly. “Ah, merci! Most other men are a bit critical of my figure…”

 Dang…that was rough. Nobody should ever have to go through such treatment, regardless of their body type! Perhaps you could stick around with Satomi for a while? Then again, Hotaru was probably worried sick about you at this point…