It's happening so fast, you don't have time to think. In a few seconds, your aunt's foot will crush you and chances are, you won't live to tell the tale; she's a strong woman, a simple nudge would be all that it takes! Desperately trying to conjure up an idea on how not to meet your bloodied end, you let mind take second to instinct.
You leap into her sneakers. Fortunately, the padding is moist so it breaks your fall and leaves you unhurt. "Phew!" you sigh as you thank fate for your sharp wits and quick instinct...until you realise where you actually are. Reality hits you hard; the powerful stench strikes you down and the dampness all around you forces you to retch. This is the worst place to be right now, especially after your aunt has just been to the gym!
The embarassment of the situation makes you cringe as well - here you are, in your aunt's exercise shoes, soaked in her sweat, and she's completely unaware you're in there. Shoes are very personal for a woman, even wrecked sticky ones such as these; if your aunt finds her shrunken nephew like this, what would she do? Scream? Faint?
Something else?
You're probably not going to make it out alive now. The smell is already killing you. Strange thing is, you never even imagined that you would leave the world like this. You feel thoughts racing in your mind on how it'll all end. Eventually defeated by your aunt's perspiration? Accidental suicide from ingesting the fluids? Squashed when she eventually slides her feet back in?
Fuck. You forgot that she often goes to the gym twice in the day.
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