The giant immediately forgets that he now carries nine tiny humans in his crotch and he resumes his duty to please the crowd. He swings his hips around and struts wildly. Your crew gets slammed into the giant's pubes and back again into the fabric net keeping them in place. Suddenly you see light, but it is colored and not as wholly satisfying as daylight. You see something descend down the giant's abs towards you. You can not recognize it, but once one of your crew shouts "INCOMING!" You leap away from the monsterous thing that has entered your environment. The light vanishes and the dancing continues.
You approach the strange object and, despite your innate fear of this world, touch it. It feels warm, flat, and fibrous. You can not see very well here, but you notice markings on it. It appears your giant just got a tip from the crowd. Above you, another slides down beneath it. And another.
Then you realize how you can use this to your advantage. Gripping the edges of the giant currency, you shimmy your way up and hopefully, out to freedom. You reach the upper elastic of the thong and your head pokes out as you sigh in the fresh air. Above you, the muscled giant has worked up a sweat. You reach over the edge and grab the other side of his thong. But in the whole obsession, the giant teases the crowd with a ball fondle. As he jiggles his crotch around, you slip and dangle from the outer edge of the thong's surface, close to its lip. But the giant doesn't notice and all this dancing threatens to loosen you from your perch...
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