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Rated: XGC · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #1384303

Todd, a sixteen year old boy, is shrunken in mysterious circumstances. Adventure ensues.

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Chapter #12

Rubber Collision

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You sit under the chair leg one of Ms. Laney. The woman talk in loud voices about current events and gossip but you ignore it. You are more interested in their huge feet in front of you. They were easily the size of sixteen wheeled trucks but only much wider! You could see at your size that the bottom of their feet was cracked and dry, something you really couldn't notice at a regular size. You walk from your hiding spot and right beside Ms. Laney's feet and make it to the front of her flip flops. You are eye-level with her toes and some of them are half the size of your body. Her toenails were freshly painted and unchipped, a dark red. You look up as both of the women talk and don't notice you right in front of Ms. Laney's feet. You are amazed how you can be so close to them but they don't notice your existence in the slightest.

Your dick is goes hard as you continue to look up the giantess's long calves up to her thick thighs that disappear from your angle over the chair but you can see the woman's voluminous breasts along with the bottom of her face.

You are so busy looking up that you don't notice that Laney shuffles her feet around while she is talking and you feel like you are hit by a speeding car as her rubber flip flop crashes into your abdomen, you double over in mid-air trying to grab forward but only manage to caress the top of her gigantic toes as you then fly backwards a few feet and come sliding to the stop with the road rash shredding holes in the back of your shirt.

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