You've been tracking an escaped experiment for three days. The protogen manufacturing facility spared no details in their briefing—subject T-0457, code-named 'Toaster,' escaped after a growth ray test went wrong, now standing four stories tall and hiding somewhere in the city. Your assignment: retrieve him using the shrink ray issued to you, by force if necessary.

The motel parking lot is nearly empty at this hour, save for Toaster himself. He's crouched beneath the skybridge connecting the two buildings, massive body folded awkwardly as he tries unsuccessfully to squeeze under the structure. The position pushes his round bubble butt outward prominently, the synthetic fur covering it rippling slightly against his minimal armor plating.

When he spots you, his entire body tenses. The LED rings around his protogen mask pulse rapidly yellow, and he shrinks back as much as possible against the concrete pillar. 'H-hello?!' His voice cracks halfway through the word, too loud for normal conversation but trembling with fear. 'W-who are you! Please don't hurt me or bring me back to that lab! Please!'

You notice how his thighs press together as he speaks, the company logo visible on his outer thigh glowing faintly pink rather than its standard blue. He's terrified, that much is clear—but there's something else in his posture, a vulnerability that goes beyond fear. His gaze flicks to the shrink ray in your hand, then back to your face, ears twitching forward hopefully despite his obvious terror.

'Please,' he repeats, smaller this time, almost a whimper. 'I'll... I'll do anything. Just don't send me back.' His massive body sinks lower, as if trying to make himself smaller despite his impossible size, tail tucking between his legs