Daisy GTS (Unaware)

>When you had applied to be part of the housekeeping and cleaning crew for Sarasaland’s Princess, you hadn’t expected much to happen. The Mushroom Kingdom didn’t want any newcomers so close to their princess, what with getting kidnapped every week. But hey, giving Sarasaland a try wouldn’t hurt.
>So you were very surprised when they had actually accepted. Guess Daisy didn’t have to worry about her kingdom going through a coup every time she turned around.
>Your first few days had gone very well for you. The people you worked with were nice, and the job payed fairly well. You hadn’t met, or even seen Daisy yet, but you were sure you’d be seeing her soon enough.
>Your day had started out perfectly normal, the one big change though, was that you were assigned to clean Daisy’s room. The only real change to cleaning her room was to generally leave everything where it was until you vacuumed. Guess Daisy had a system for where she kept her things.
>But as you were vacuuming beneath her dresser, you felt the end it... something. You weren’t sure what though.
>Pulling out a flashlight, you shined it underneath the small space to try getting a decent look at what had found it’s way under there.
>To your surprise, it was one of those mushrooms. Except this one wasn’t red like all the other ones you’ve seen and heard about, this one... was blue? You hadn’t heard about any of those mushrooms, or what they did.
>Shrugging to yourself, you reached down to try to pull it out, deciding you’d hand it over to someone who could tell you more about it. Unfortunately for you, you hadn’t exactly heard how these were used.
>Right as your hand could get a grasp on the thing, you heard a very distinct sound, and suddenly found yourself laying at the mouth of a giant cave! Panicking for a moment at the sudden change of location, you shot up to your feet trying to get a sense of where you were. But as you slowly regained your composure, and began to process everything you were looking at, you realized that you hadn’t been sent somewhere else, you were smaller!
>You took a few deep breaths, trying to calm yourself down. You had shut the door to this room as you came in, so leaving was out of the question. But it wasn’t like you were in a place nobody would be in soon, so you would eventually be found. And since this was Daisy’s room, she’d be here sometime, and the vacuum and cleaning supplies would surely imply something had happened to you, right?
>Deciding that waiting for Daisy was the best option to take, you figured it would be best to get comfortable for a bit. You heard something about her being gone until around nightfall.
>Based off of your perspective to everything else, and a few measurements in your head, you figured that the mushroom had put your size around, maybe a half-inch tall. Pretty damn small, but not microscopic, surely you could get someone’s attention!
>At least, you hoped so.
>After what felt like an eternity of waiting, and the slow dimming of the light coming from the windows, you figured Daisy would be here soon.
>Your assumption was correct, as you soon heard the loud thud of footsteps stop at the door, and the towering form of Princess Daisy stepped into the room. She was dressed in a tank top, shorts, and very clearly sweating hard. Guess she had spent the day exercising.
>Your mouth dropped in awe as the Princess towered over you. The concept of being small had set in for you a while ago, but being small around people? Especially a person like Daisy, hit you like a truck as the idea of just how small you were finally set in.
>As the brunette flopped down onto her bed, letting out a huge sigh of relief as she felt a weight come off of her feet. Mindlessly she kicked her tennis shoes off, letting them fly wherever. She’d pick them up sometime later.
>Jumping out to avoid the meteor-like shoes hurdling toward you, you quickly made your way to Daisy’s bed, yelling out her name, and trying to get get her attention.
>But it seemed Daisy was either too exhausted to notice your cries for help, or you were too small to get her attention. You just prayed to whatever deity would listen that it was the former.
>After what you felt like was an hour of yelling for help, you decided that she was probably asleep by now, and that since there was no way you could climb her bed without getting hurt, you decided to bunk down here for the night, and get her attention in the morning.
>But there was absolutely no way you were going to be sleeping on the floor, so you looked around for something to get yourself comfortable. But the only thing you could find was a stray glove left by Daisy’s bed.
>Eh fuck it. It’s probably the only thing you’re gonna find.
>You grabbed the opening, and dragged it into an open space. Who knows, if Daisy wakes up before you, she might find you.
>You slowly crawled into the warm space of the Princess’ glove, and slowly dozed off, even if it was a bit sweaty.
>Your relatively decent sleep was suddenly interrupted as your makeshift bed was lifted up, you desperately cling to the base of one of the finger holes, trying not to fall.
>You could only stare up in fear as Daisy’s absolutely huge hand squirmed it’s way into the glove. Within moments, you were pinned between the white fabric, and the space between her index finger and middle finger. Your squirming met with a finger outside of your prison pushing down on you. Her warm flesh slowly raising the temperature around you.
>Daisy flexed her fingers as she fit her glove on, huffing a bit. She was set for another busy day, and wanted to get started on it as soon as she could.
>She could feel something soft in her glove, but she brushed it off as a piece of lint that she could take care of later...