“Fuck youuu!”

I was being pummeled with pillows and my feet were bound by the bed sheets. Waiting for my blurry gaze to de-fog, I feel a swipe from my captor just nick my baby toe.

The room was different from any I had been in before. You see, usually I am among one of the smaller things in a room, as far as furniture is concerned, but in this room I was the biggest! Each wall was painted a different color with a simple lined tessellation pattern bordering to create the illusion of a bounding box.

My vision still isn’t completely clear, they must have drugged me, but I swivel and bob my head trying to make out who I am here with. After minutes of struggling and straining my eyes, my sight settles on a roomful of hopping tampons with huge eyebrows. I let out a manic cackle when I realized what I thought pillows were actually the crowns of their heads and they rammed me from all angles. A light burst in just as my fit ended, and I tilt my head to see a slightly fatter and taller tampon come into the room, adorn with a velvet red robe and a real crown with a glowing ruby in the center.

hoooollllyyy shit!