Your first day at Balamb Garden. It was supposed to be a good day. That's what the brochure had suggested, anyways.

Clutching a tiny piece of paper in your hand, you were attempting to circumnavigate the intricate hallways that had been built into the Garden. Annoyingly, the woman at reception had offered you no suggestions when you questioned where exactly SE-118 could be found, so here you were, muddling along with absolutely no clue where you were going.

Glancing to the side, you take note of one of the small plaques outside the rooms.

"SE-110... I must be getting close! At last..."

You begin to move with renewed vigor, your destination finally coming into sight. Room SE-118.

You knock sharply on the grey door, making sure you wern't about to walk in on your new dorm buddy having some quality 'alone time.' After waiting a few moments, it becomes obvious no-one was in. So, you pull out the cardkey you were issued, swipe it, and push the door open.

A sudden flash of purple light blinds you. You stagger forwards into the room, and a strange tingling sensation radiates over your body. You try to fight it, but the urge to collapse grows far too strong. Everything goes dark.

You slowly blink yourself awake, vision blurred, but otherwise none the worse for wear. Your mind quickly begins processing what had occurred. A bright flash... hrm. Odd, definitely - perhaps you were the victim of some new-guy prank?

But that wouldn't explain why you were laying atop your cardkey... would it?

"W-what!?" You leap up, nearly slipping on the laminated surface. Sure enough, you're standing on your card key. What’s more, you were just about as tall as it when you were lying down. Your eyes begin to wander, and it occurs to you that, perhaps the cardkey isn't the only thing that had increased in size. Two skyscraper-like beds, a behemoth cabinet, and sitting just a few feet away, an off-white sock about the size of a large pond...

A 'click' from above draws your attention. You look up just in time to see the hulking mass that is Squall Leonheart - your supposed roommate. What more, his light brown eyes were fixed directly on your body. You watched, frozen in fear. A smirk began to spread across his lips.

"So, my new security works, huh?"

What!? He had done this knowingly? Bastard...

He steps forwards, his massive black shoe slamming down right in front of you. The sheer size causes your eyes to lose focus momentarily has he kneels down to you. Suddenly, his colossal fingers grip you roughly. You struggle, but he just laughs at your feeble attempts to escape. He lifts you up, and drops you rudely onto the bed. Sitting down next to you, it finally occurs to you just how tiny you are compared to him.

"Well, what now? I need to get rid of you, obviously... but not just yet, huh?" Squall said, poking you roughly with his index finger.

"Get rid of me?! What? Why!" you shout, trying to make yourself heard. You attempt to stop your foot to punctuate your questions, but find yourself quite unable to make a visible dent in the squishy bed sheets.

"Because I said so, little guy. But don't worry, you may find it fun..." he lowered his pinkie finger, and rubbed it up against your crotch. His massive finger stimulated you surprisingly well, and you immediately begin to lose control of you libido. You breathe in sharply, and he grins at your reaction. "And even if you don't, I will..."

Squall swings his feet up onto the bed, placing his shoes either side of you, his knees bent up. He leans back, supporting himself on his elbows.

"But what to do... what to do..."