You enter your home, the familiar scent of home filling the air. After a long stretch of studies abroad, returning to your family feels both comforting and strange. You meet your family in the hallway, your mother calling out from the kitchen as you head upstairs.

"Hey, go freshen up! Preeti’s in your room."

You pause for a moment, blinking in confusion. Preeti? Who is she? Curious and a bit unsettled, you walk toward your bedroom door, unsure of what to expect.

As you push open the door, you freeze. On your bed, completely dwarfing it with her size, is Preeti. She’s absolutely massive— a towering behemoth, her body so muscular and dense that the bed looks like it could collapse under her. Her white tank top strains against her chest and shoulders, muscles bulging in a way that seems almost unreal. Green booty shorts cling to her powerful legs, which look like they could crush anything in their path. Her long, dark hair flows over her face as she brushes through it, the rhythmic motion oddly calm considering her intimidating presence.

You stand in the doorway, unable to process the sight in front of you. The sheer size of her is overwhelming, and she notices you almost immediately, flashing a playful, yet somewhat menacing, grin.

"Hey," she says, her voice carrying a smooth but slightly sinister edge. “I was just using your room for the night. Hope you didn’t mind.”

She watches you for a moment, letting the words sink in. Before you can respond, Preeti casually waves her hand, and just like that, she shrinks down to a more manageable size, though she’s still a good foot taller than you. Now standing at what seems like a more human height, she steps off the bed, her movements surprisingly graceful for someone of her strength.

As she looks you over, her eyes gleam with amusement, scanning your figure with a hint of playfulness , a smirk tugged at the corners of her lips.

"So, this is my best friend's sibling. You’re pretty small," she remarks, a teasing tone lacing her words.