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Purple Shrinking Kush — Description

I sit down next to her, the smoke curling from my lips, thick and sweet. My eyes drift shut as the world fades, and I feel it—a pull, soft at first, then stronger, dragging me inward, deeper.
My body feels weightless, like I’m sinking into myself, lost in a spiral toward some unseen center. I try to open my eyes, but everything is blurred, purple-hued, the edges of the room stretched and distorted.
Everything is... big.
I stand, feeling the ground beneath me shift, disorienting and strange. She stands too, towering above me, her movements slow, dreamlike.
Without a word, she slips out of her Vans sneakers, the shoes landing right before me with a soft thud. My breath catches as I realize, staring up at her, I’m only a quarter of my former self.