You heard a stomach growl and instinctively looked at Lillian, but Jen blushed
"I... I actually slept in and missed breakfast to be here on time, so, I think I should grab something to eat" she said apologetically.

"That's fine. I'll go with you. I figured we'd also need some drinks" Lillian shrugged and looked at you "Want something?" she asked.

"Well, I had breakfast not too long before, but I'd be down for a soda" You reply with a shrug, and go back to the car to grab your backpack and get some cash from your wallet to give her.

"People usually say what kind of drink they'll want" Lillian said with a smug look

 

"I think you've known me long enough to know my favorite... and if you miss that, I guess you should turn over your 'best friend card' " You reply with equal smugness, and she laughs.

"Touché. But if I can't find it, it'll have to be something else" She warned.

"You easily know my top 5 drinks" You chuckled.

"More like 10, or even 15 if I think about it" Lillian said "Welp, we'll go get that while you set up our stuff, ok?"

"Yeah, but how will you know where to find me?" You asked with a raised eyebrow.

"There's a huge chunk of the beach with hardly any people in it, and you're like 7 feet tall, I don't think you're easy to miss, duh" She said, flicking a finger on your forehead.

"Okay, got me there. Anyway, I'll try to be in a straight line from here, you should easily find our parasols" You said.

"Alright! See ya in a few!" Both she and Jen then left, they headed to a bunch of food stands in the distance.

 

You shrugged and grabbed the stuff. The good thing about your size was that it let you get away with being quite strong despite not being a health nut nor a gym addict, so you grabbed everything in one go and walked to a nice, fairly secluded spot close to the sea but not too close.

It was a bit of hard, physical work, but you got it, and in a few minutes, you had put the towels, the parasols and the three beach chairs to have a nice, relaxing vacation day at the beach, you sigh in satisfaction and lay on one of the beach chairs and browse your phone for memes.

 

Not too long after, you're not sure if it's the heat or something else, since you're not exactly the kind of guy to tire out easily, but you suddenly feel sleepy, very sleepy. Your body feels weak, and you can no longer move. You feel scared. It's normal instinct that when you're falling asleep you feel like you're falling, as your brain sends a drastic electrical signal to jolt your body back to life, but this time, that jolt never comes, and you can't even move your limbs anymore.

 

You think about screaming for help, but even your mouth and vocal chords fail to respond you.

 

'What the hell is this?!' you think, and you fruitlessly try to will your body into moving to no avail 'Is... is this how I die? I didn't even do anything stupid! I didn't eat or drink anything weird! C'mon!' You think and struggle harder, but that only depletes what little energy you had left, which dwindles down by the second.

 

Soon, the darkness gets its cold, ruthless grasp on you 'You've got to be freaking... kidding... me...' you think, still angry at the sheer absurdity of this situation, that escapes your comprehension as your conscience drifts away into the endless void.

An unknown amount of time later, you suddenly wake up, although your eyes are still closed, you can still see that there's sunlight over you. You wonder is that was some sort of day-nightmare, or sleep paralysis, but you're glad to be alive, and that whatever happened is over.

 

However, something feels off, and you open your eyes. There's a hell of a lot more open space around you, very strangely; you look down next, and you see that a similar material to your beach chair is under you, but it extends miles and miles into the horizon, and as your eyes regain their focus, you can see that the thing still has the same colored stripes, but they're much larger and spread much farther away. You scratch your head, wondering if this is some kind of fever dream, as you weren't the kind to do drugs.

 

You stand up and feel the sunlight heating your skin, but that could be simulated in a dream, or so you think. You next pinch yourself, which only succeeds in making you feel pain, but this weird illusion you seem to be trapped in won't go away. You then slap yourself, to no effect, and before you can think of anything else, there's a series of earthquakes that knock you off your feet. 

You struggle to stand up and turn to look, and you feel your blood run cold: Before you, though at what must be several miles away in your scale, Lillian and Jen stand with their backs turned. For them to look so large and yet be so far away, they must be beyond huge to you.

 

You then quickly put two and two together, and a horrid realization hits you like a bucket of cold water: Somehow, you shrunk to an incredibly small size. You're decent at calculating the size of things without rulers, but this is absolutely ridiculous. Still, by your own estimation, you must be less than half an inch tall compared to the chair.

 

"What the friggin he-?!" you mumble to yourself when suddenly, a thunderous explosion roars from their direction, and soon after, a colossal gale wind knocks you over and the smell hits you...

"Gross, Lillian! Did you really just fart?" Jen asks.

"Yeah, what's the problem?" Lillian shrugged "You've heard me fart before" she said before she let out another one, even longer and louder than the first.

 

Despite the vast (to you) distance, her titanic release hit you like a truck, harder than the first. The sheer force of her 'wind' knocked you hard on your back and the temperature raised a little around you for a few seconds. The smell worsened, obviously.

"Well, they smell really bad, and Blaise is right over there..." Jen replied, fanning the offensive smell away from her own face.

"So what? Yours become far worse than mine the moment you eat anything with beans and I put up with it" Lillian replied nonchalantly, prompting Jen to blush hard and shush her. She gave her a smug grin "Oh, right... he doesn't know... yet... "

 

"He doesn't need to know that!" Jen said in an angry whisper.

"Please, he knows better than anyone else that girls fart too. I do it all the time, and he doesn't even mind" Lillian replied, still with that smug aura emanating from her.

"W-Well, maybe it works for you, but I don't want to gross him out..." Jen looked away embarrassedly.

"I don't know if you ever plan on making a move on him, but if you do, I seriously don't think he'll dump you for something as trivial as a fart. Everyone does it" Lillian said a bit more seriously, dropping the smug smirk from earlier.

"Uh... can we drop this topic for now? We're not within earshot, but I'd rather not take my chances..." Jen sighed.

"Anyway, if you're really that worried, how about you give me those three bean burritos you got?" Lillian said next.

"Eh, you're right... I shouldn't be eating this anyway..." Jen said as she handed them over to her.

"Should've thought of that before you ate one..." Lillian said as she stuffed her mouth with one of them.

"Wait a minute, didn't you already eat three of these yourself on the way here?" Jen asked with a raised eyebrow.

"That's the nice thing about having a bigger 'fuel tank' " Lillian laughed as she patted her belly, and happily scarfed the second burrito down like a hungry wolf.

You're surprised you didn't freeze and shatter upon hearing that conversation. Considering that you're on a chair, this can quickly become really really REALLY bad for you if you don't act quickly, but the distances are absurdly vast, you don't think you can really make out of there in time, and considering there's 3 chairs in total, you pray that yours will be spared. The earthquakes return, and they intensify as the two colossal girls draw closer to your location, you close your eyes as you blindly run away, hoping for basically a miracle...