Rescue by Giants Friends(?)

Yennefer's heart skipped a beat as she looked up and saw the gigantic figure of the man she loved. Geralt of Rivia was approaching from the entrance of the mansion. Relief and disbelief washed over her. It was him—her love, her confidant, her Witcher.

However, her joy was tempered by the sight of Geralt's battered and bloodied appearance. His Witcher gear and armor, once pristine and imposing, were now marred with the telltale signs of the chaos he had endured on his way to her.

Yennefer gasped, "Geralt, what happened? You're covered in blood!"

Geralt, wearied but determined, knelt down beside her tiny form. "Yen, it's okay. Triss received your distress call. She quickly contacted me to get you. Now, I'm here to help you."

Yennefer's eyes brimmed with tears, a mixture of relief and gratitude. "I never thought you'd come. I thought I'd be trapped in this miniature nightmare forever."

Geralt gently reached out, his finger providing a makeshift bridge for Yennefer to climb onto his hand. "We'll figure this out together," he assured her. "But first, we need to get out of here. I will contact Triss immediately to bring us to Kovir."

As Geralt brought the crystals from his pocket, he carefully arranged them in a precise pattern on the floor. With a subtle movement of his hand, he cast a sign on the crystals, causing them to glow with a soft, ethereal light. The room filled with a mystical aura as Geralt focused his energy on creating a portal.

The crystals responded to the magic, resonating with power. Suddenly, a vibrant circle of orange and yellow hues materialized on the floor, accompanied by a gentle gust of wind. The portal flickered, revealing a glimpse of another place.

Triss emerged from the portal, stepping gracefully into the room. She wore a tight-fitting suit that accentuated her curves, a stark contrast to the dire situation.

Her eyes widened as she took in the miniature Yennefer and the chaotic state of the mansion.

She gasped in disbelief at the sight of her shrunken friend.

"Yen!? Is that really you?" Triss asked, concern etched on her face.

Yennefer, still perched on Geralt's hand, replied with a mixture of relief and distress in her feeble voice, "Yes, it's me. I've been stuck like this for weeks. Please, help me."

Triss assessed the situation and turned to Geralt with concern. "Geralt, what's going on?"

Geralt then explained everything to the red-haired sorceress. "Yennefer got hit by some shrinking curse, like many souls on the continent. Then thieves raided her mansion. We need to get out of here first."

Triss then moved to Geralt and her friend, examining Yennefer closely, even though it's difficult to see her from the upper view that's almost blocked by her gigantic breasts. "This is beyond anything I've ever seen. We need to find a way to reverse this curse."

Yennefer sighed, her voice barely audible beneath the towering presence of Triss. "I've tried everything I could think of, but nothing works. I'm defenseless, and my magic is almost completely gone. I can't even take a bath, Triss. It's humiliating."

Triss, empathetic, still examining the situation with concern, bent down slightly to hear Yennefer's words more clearly. "We'll figure this out, Yen. But first, let's get you out of here and find a way to cure this disease."

Geralt, holding Yennefer on his hand, nodded in agreement. "We have to move quickly. We don't know if we let Yen stay like this; the effects of the disease might affect her again."

Triss looked around for a solution. "Sure, Geralt, we need to use the portal to take us to Kovir. We might find some solution that can help Yennefer, and you need to come with us."

Geralt whined, "Fine, but I hate portals."

Triss chuckled, "Well, I know, but it's the fastest way to get Yennefer to safety."

Then she got some ideas "Umm, Maybe this will help you" then she suddenly kiss Geralt on his lips.

Yennefer, perched on Geralt's hand, watched in disbelief as Triss suddenly kissed Geralt on his lips. The unexpected gesture left Yennefer feeling a mix of emotions—upset, jealous, and utterly powerless in her miniature state.

Triss, pulling back with a sly grin, teased, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, "Maybe that will lift your spirits, Geralt."

Geralt, who blinked in surprise. He slightly taken aback but not entirely opposed. Honestly, he's so much enjoy really much, but he tried to remained the situation and said. "Triss, well.. Umm.. this is hardly not the time for—"

Triss interrupted with smile, "Oh, come on, Geralt. Just, a little magic and affection never hurt anyone."

Yennefer, perched on Geralt's hand, felt a surge of jealousy and frustration. "Triss, what are you doing?"

Triss smirked, "Just trying to lighten the mood, Yen. We're in a tough situation, and a little distraction won't hurt."

Yennefer, who still couldn't contain her frustration. "Triss, this is not the time for your games. I'm the one in need here!"

Triss, unfazed, replied with a mischievous glint in her eye, she moved her giant face to her little friend and whispered with bring with a hot air form her mouth "Jealous, Yen? Don't worry. You will see kind of this... a lot..."

Geralt, caught in the middle of this unexpected situation, sighed. "Ladies, can we focus on finding a cure this situation?"

Triss smirked, "Alright, let's get serious." She turned her attention back to Yennefer. "Yen, we'll figure this out together."

Yennefer, feeling a mix of annoyance and helplessness, mumbled to herself, "I never thought I'd be in a situation where I envy someone for their height and magical abilities."

Triss, overhearing Yennefer, added with a playful wink, "Well, Yen, maybe being small has its advantages. You get to witness magical kisses up close."

Geralt, trying to steer the conversation back to a more practical tone, suggested, "Triss, let's focus on using the portal to get to Kovir. We need to find a solution for Yen's predicament."

Triss agreed, "You're right, Geralt. Let's save the romantic gestures for later. Yen, brace yourself for the portal; it might be a bumpy ride."

As the trio prepared to step into the glowing portal, Yennefer couldn't shake off the lingering feeling of jealousy, wondering how she ended up in a situation where her own magic seemed powerless compared to the unexpected dynamics unfolding around her.

But, right now! She's like to curse Triss, wish she would face in the same situation like her or smaller!

As Geralt nodded and began the process of activating the portal once again. The crystals glowed, and the vibrant circle reappeared on the floor. Carefully, he stepped through with Yennefer still cradled in his hand, followed by Triss. Before leave everythings behind...