It was a typical Monday morning at Sunnydale High School. Students milled about, chatting and laughing on their way to their first period classes. Suddenly, a strange orange cloud descended over the campus. Within seconds, everyone found themselves rapidly shrinking down to just a few inches tall.

"Hey, what the heck is going on?" shouted Jake, now miniscule compared to his towering classmates and teachers.

Huge orange platform mules suddenly appeared everywhere, looming overhead and dwarfing the teeny students. Inside and outside the classrooms, giantesses towered, seated cross-legged on the ground. Their legs were stretched out as they chatted loudly to each other, completely unaware of the micro-students scurrying about.

Jake and his friends peered up at the enormous platform shoes mere inches from their heads. The rubber soles, at least a foot thick, were covered in dirt and crumbs. Jake gulped as a mountain-sized toe suddenly pressed down right next to him, narrowly avoiding crushing him.

The mules were an eye-popping bright orange color that seemed to glow against the giantesses' pale skin. Jake's eyes watered from the vivid, near-neon hue. He squinted at the colossal straps stretching across the top of each mule, nearly as wide as a normal person.

Further up the gigantic legs, Jake glimpsed the undersides of the giant girls' micro-miniskirts. Even with the platform heels, the hems barely covered their butt cheeks. He watched in awe as the women's enormous thighs jigged and jiggled with each step and shift.

Suddenly, a loud splattering sound echoed through the air. "Eww, is that what I think it is?" shuddered Jake, looking up to see a golden stream of piss raining down from between a giantess' legs. She was relieving herself right there on the sidewalk, still blathering away without a care...

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