As Mary lies in a mess of her own thick, viscous fluids at the size of 1 inch tall, she absent mindedly wonders how she's going to explain
this to her boyfriend...
Her boyfriend! Mary suddenly got up and looked at door. As if on cue, the doorknob began to turn. Crap! She forgot about their date! As
he stepped inside he instantly recoiled at the sight of her house. Very viscous, smelly fluids were strewn about. "Oh god, Mary, what the
hell?!" Not wanting to get seen as she is, she begins to flap her wings. It takes a bit, but suddenly, she's flying! I guess flight instrutions
come with the wings. Now, as fast as someone an inch tall can, she flies over to the vials as her boyfriend begins to slowly wade his way
through the pleasure juices. "Mary? Are you in here?" With no time to decide which vial to drink as her boyfriend approaches, she dives
into the first uncorked bottle she can find, and it's...