Blake groggily awoke to what sounded like the beat of exercise music. As he regained his senses, the mage found himself on a carpeted floor back at his house…except all the furniture and other features of the room looked much larger than usual. In reality, he had just been shrunken to approximately an inch tall! And working out to his right was a giantess he knew extremely well…

This was none other than Blake’s mother, Claire Heart! For a woman in her late 40s, Claire looked amazing with her black hair, grey sports bra, matching yoga pants, and toned body. She always took care to keep her toenails polished and feet clean, even in the aftermath of her workout routines, but right now Blake’s eyes were drawn to the woman’s bare stomach - dripping with sweat and starting to slosh hungrily.

Snapping out of his trancelike stare, Blake considered getting his mother’s attention in hope that she might help restore him to normal size. But how?

Claire would often have breakfast after her morning exercises; perhaps Blake could climb into her bowl of cereal and yell to her from there? Or he could hop into her purse and try to get noticed before she heads off to work? Or maybe Blake could alert his mother by tickling her feet?