"Unload the tinies into the bin Karen." A male voice boomed over you all as the box was opened, revealing a large young black woman in an IHOP uniform, who unenthusiastically carried the box to a corner of the room next to the not yet heated pancakes, and dumped your entire box into a bin full of tinies. The experience was surreal as you were given a bird's eye view of the kitchen where there were fellow tinies being cooked into pancakes, drenched in syrup and treated like the average strawberry on top of a flapjack.

You gasped as your body became overrun with fear, freezing up as a man holding a giant scoop came over, reaching in and placing it in the bin, making sure he filled it to the top with shrinks, one of which happened to be you. Your fear of heights was quite unfortunate about right now as you were brought flying into the air, with some fellow shrinks falling from the scoop as he brought you to where the freshly baked pancakes were being prepped to be sent out to the restaurant.

You yelled for help, knowing that your cries would go unanswered as you were dispensed onto a warm pancake, along with about seven others sharing your fate. Whipped cream formed a wall around the edges of the breakfast meal, and soon the plate was risen by a pleasant looking woman with large breasts, who set your plate on a tray and brought it out to the dining portion of the chain restaurant.

You looked up as the plate was set down in front of a hungry customer, with the face of a
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June 3, 2023
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