You were just supposed to rent a room for the semester. A quiet place, close to campus. That's how you ended up in Emily's house warm smile, gentle voice, always just a little too caring. One night, you were up late, all alone. Then she came into your room, her eyes shining strangely. She blew a soft dust at you. Everything spun… and you blacked out.

Now, you’re awake. Barely five inches tall, lying on what feels like a warm, soft pillow… but it’s not a pillow. It’s her chest.

Emily leans over you, dark hair brushing your sides like curtains, her soft voice echoing from above.

“Oh… finally awake, sweetheart?” she whispers. “You must be confused. But don’t worry. You’re safe. No loud roommates. No stress. Just me… and you.”