After escaping from the giantess hunter's facility, Sarah finds that she still has yet to shrink down.  Some is extremely wrong here.  (This story is currently in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on Oct 21st)

Sarah rubbed her eyes as the morning rays of the sunrise banished her hazy dream. “Ugh.” She yawned and sat up. “Moring Carien.”

             Sarah’s eyes sprang open as she heard a scream. “Carien?” She looked down to notice she was still a good fifty-some foot tall. “Oh no, she had fallen asleep on my chest. I must have knocked her off. Carien. Where are you? Carien!”

             She noticed a tiny figure on her right thigh. Sarah sighed in relief and picked up her tiny girlfriend. “Oh my god, I am so, so sorry.” She held Carien up in front of her face. “I could have really hurt you there.”

             Carien shivered. “Ya, no kidding.” She looked up at Sarah. “How the hell are you still a giantess. It’s been almost two days. Sarah, I am starting to get a bit worried. You should of shrunk down by now.”

             Sarah shook her head. “I don’t know.” She looked out and watched as the sun slowly rose in the distance. “I normally only change in size for only a few hours. Not entire days. This is absurd.” She shivered. “I am freezing here. I haven’t had any clothing since I grew at that stupid fake giantess festival.”

             “Well, I don’t exactly think people are going to make clothing in your size.”

             Sarah narrowed her eyes. “Well, I can’t just wait around. That hasn’t been working.”

             Carien held up her hands. “Ok, don’t get angry. That never works out. You know that.”

             Sarah took a deep breath. “I know. I am just. . . scared.” She put her left arm behind her back. “What if I never shrink down again.” She looked at the hardwood trees that surrounded her.