"Ow, my head," Blake groaned as he slowly opened his eyes. "Where am I?" He pressed against the wooden floor as he staggered to his feet, and it quickly became apparent that what he was standing on wasn't the floor.

Before him, objects that would normally be smaller than him now towered over him! To his left was a stack of papers with a ballpoint pen resting on top. To his right was a computer monitor facing away from him, as well as a mouse and keyboard. Directly in front of him was a tupperware container with a BLT sandwich, a bag of potato chips, and a fat-free yogurt. Piecing these clues together, Blake realised he must have been shrunk down to about an inch tall and was standing on someone's desk. But whose desk could it be?

A crunching noise from above drew Blake's attention. He tilted his head back and there was the face of his astronomy professor, Ms. Moonbeam, only much bigger than usual. From the way her lips and jaw were moving and her cheeks were bulging, it looked like she was chewing something. Sure enough, not far from her mouth, Blake spotted another sandwich that had clearly had a couple of bites taken out of it. As he peeked around the tupperware container, his eyes were drawn to his professor's chest, which hovered ever so slightly above the desk and was mostly concealed by her beige blouse. Mostly.

"OK," Blake said, trying to stay calm, "I'm tiny, I'm on Ms. Moonbeam's desk, and it's her lunchtime. What do I do? Think, Blake, think!"

On the one hand, there was no way he was getting back to normal size on his own. He could try to get Ms. Moonbeam's attention and hope that she can help him out. On the other hand, being so tiny gave him the perfect opportunity to check out the professor's amazing body, but if he got caught, would she punish him?