Hey! This is my first story. Ive always had a thing for daddy bears pretending not to notice their tiny son, so I figured Id give this a go! The persons name in brackets tells you whose thought processes are being recorded (not their point of views, but the focus of the narrative). Enjoy!
[DANIEL]
Daniel woke with a severe pain in his head. He was lying on his back, and as his sight slowly returned to him, he recognized the familiar sight of his bathroom. The throbbing pain in his head slowly faded away as he became more and more awake. Daniel tried to remember who he was, as the pain seemed to screw with his memory. He remembered his name was Daniel. He was 18 years old, he had just graduated from Eastcrest High School, and that he lived with his single dad in a small apartment. Daniel wondered why he was in the bathroom. He got to his feet and felt more than a little confused when he wasn't eye level with the shower head. In fact it didn't look like his field of view didn't change a bit; Everything was still high above him. He looked down at his hands and feet and screamed aloud when he realized how small he had become. "What the fuck!" he shouted, "How did I get so tiny!?" He realized where he was standing: On a white towel spread out on the floor next to the bathtub. The rugs were in the wash, but he felt lucky he couldn't get lost in them, instead being satisfied he can at least walk on the towel.
[DANIEL]
Daniel woke with a severe pain in his head. He was lying on his back, and as his sight slowly returned to him, he recognized the familiar sight of his bathroom. The throbbing pain in his head slowly faded away as he became more and more awake. Daniel tried to remember who he was, as the pain seemed to screw with his memory. He remembered his name was Daniel. He was 18 years old, he had just graduated from Eastcrest High School, and that he lived with his single dad in a small apartment. Daniel wondered why he was in the bathroom. He got to his feet and felt more than a little confused when he wasn't eye level with the shower head. In fact it didn't look like his field of view didn't change a bit; Everything was still high above him. He looked down at his hands and feet and screamed aloud when he realized how small he had become. "What the fuck!" he shouted, "How did I get so tiny!?" He realized where he was standing: On a white towel spread out on the floor next to the bathtub. The rugs were in the wash, but he felt lucky he couldn't get lost in them, instead being satisfied he can at least walk on the towel.