Megamacropolis 4

 You spend a surprisingly short amount of time considering your options. While trying to stay would be sensible, the sheer speed at which you are shrinking makes you feel less than thrilled about getting into long conversations.   

Besides, you have to admit, the feeling of growing, the rush of power... even if you're still small by this world's standards, you want to make your own way upwards. Getting help would be fine. Scamming some wealthy fatcat might be... well you'd probably do it.   

Being normal, though, that was out of the question.   

You took a quick peek outside of your room, catching the doctor almost to your door... with a sleazy bull man in a suit walking beside him. The businessman bull was built like a tank, bulging massively in all directions, and despite the doctor looking a bit like a bodybuilder himself, when the bull clapped a hand on his shoulder the doc looked like he was about to crumble.   

It didn't exactly seem trustworthy.

The only downside of your new size was that you probably couldn't sneak past them, either.

Instead, you made a second snap decision, going to the window, hopping up, and slowly pushing it open. Poking your head out, you got your first look at the city since arriving here.

It was so much nicer now that you knew what you were looking at.   

For starters, it was a lot easier to appreciate the populous now. Previously they might have been written off as products of your own horny subconscious, now, though, it was clear.   

Everybody in this entire city was at least a ten. Everybody that you had seen, anyway. It apparently tracked with size. Just like how people started at 10 feet and just found larger forms to grow into, they apparently started as mega hotties and just got even nicer.   

It was almost difficult to tear your eyes away from the simple sights. A model-like jackrabbit buying jeans. A nerdy looking giraffe with incredible tits acting like a living mannequin for the store. A burly elephant girl with plush curves picking up a wolf twink and almost smothering him. He was barely half her height, and you had to wonder how tall ANY of them were, the place was still throwing off your sense of scale.

Out in the city you saw what looked like two downtowns. One that shrank in size off into the distance before starting again, presumably at a slightly larger scale. Old brick buildings and wrought iron street markings gave some of the alleys an old town feel, even if a cafe close enough for your depth perception to work on told you that skyscrapers would be envious.

Everything was just so BIG.

It was incredibly discouraging given that you had been planning to jump out the window.

Not to your death, or anything. You were reasonably sure falling wasn't fatal here. Gravity being weird would certainly help all the size shenanigans. But even if it was, you were a rabbit and just got a rockin' bod, you could probably make it to another open window.   

You looked back at the hospital. It was far more modern and utilitarian than most buildings. The concrete and glass siding didn't exactly provide a lot of handholds. You might have to settle for going down some. As you continued to scan some, you saw it. Four to the right and two down, an open window for a room that looked far larger than yours.   

Tentatively, you stepped out onto the sill, taking a few steps back before charging forward and jumping it, arms outstretched to grab onto the next sill two right and one down.   

You miscalculated a bit.   

Not fatally, not even negatively.

You just didn't realize that you were apparently a giant spiderman rather than bunny girl. As you leaped, you felt yourself launch at exceptional speed, blowing past your halfway point and shooting all the way over to your destination. In your surprise, you missed any possible handholds, smacking into the window like a bird and falling into the room.

Inside you found... well, a hospital scene. Somebody was in the bed, giant enough that you might have equalled their big toe, but wrapped head to foot in bandages. They seemed to be sleeping, saline solution dripping inside them as you managed to stand back up atop a dresser beside the window.   

Taking advantage of your newfound strength, you recalculated, stepping back and taking a running jump onto their IV stand, hitting the iron hard enough to send the bag swinging back and forth before grabbing the cord and sliding down it like a fire pole onto their bed.   

Up close, you could see a few tiny gaps in the bandages showing charred fur and oozing wounds. A painful situation to be sure, and you briefly felt a little bad about your choice of location for shenanigans...

Then again, you could just leave quickly.   

The sheets were already partially off the patient, dangling to the floor, and you glided down them as well. Checking the chart and discovering that the cause of their infermity was 'barfight with a dragon' punctured the atmosphere a bit and you gave them a brief salute before crawling out from under the crack in their door.

The wing of the hospital you jumped to was particularly... empty. Apparently being for long term recovery, with very few of its rooms occupied and only a single bored cat receptionist on duty. Stealth didn't even seem necessary (outside of avoiding a conspicuously placed camera) as you made your way across the hall, climbing a baseboard and a chair leg to get yourself into the reception and a vantage point for information.

It looked like the cafeterias were far away, and discharge was easy to get to if you took an elevator.

It also looked like you had dropped all the way to 23 feet already. Rather an awful disappointment after you were starting to get used to things...

There was a nearby vending machine you might be able to fit inside, though that's probably be irresponsible and definitely be stealing.

...Although, if you were going to be stealing ANYWAY, there was a storage room for some of the more urgent treatments right down the hall...