Any thoughts you might have had about trying to get off this ride are dashed the second the woman stands up. You thought her leg shifts were bad --- this is like being in the middle of an F-4 tornado during an earthquake. You lose your grip and fall into a thicket of branches.
Branches? Oh, right -- not branches. Not exactly. But they do break your fall, and you cling to them as the girl torments you unknowningly.
You can't believe you were so stupid! The gun's on the floor, the size of a speck. If you could get the girl to notice you immediately, maybe you'd have a chance to find it. But if they so much as sweep, it will be gone forever.
Wait -- maybe you could get her to notice you! You're just a few feet above a very sensitive spot. If you quickly climb down to her clitoris...
You're moving downward before the thought concludes. You can still get back to normal. Yep, just ring this girl's doorbell, and she'll check her panties to see why she's suddenly orgasmic. Then she'll find you, and....
Wait. Wait. Then she'll find you...a little man...in her panties...playing with her clitoris....
...and she's, you know, the size of a mountain....
You don't have much time. If you don't try to get her off now, you're probably going to be ant-sized forever. But if you do, you may not survive long enough to convince the girl to help you. But time's a-wastin'.
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