You walked out of the corner only to have a massive white Converse sneaker slam down in front of you. You look up to see Sara, the party host, idly refilling snacks. She's wearing a nice green tank top (matching her eyes), and skinny jeans that clasp around her ankles. Her white sneakers almost looked brand new, except you could see from the bottoms that they were pretty worn.
Above, Sara is humming to the music from the other room, and tapping her feet to the tune. This sends shockwaves through you, and made clear how dangerous the party hostess was. As you stand in horror, she pivots her massive foot, causing her massive sneaker to slam into your chest. It knocks you down, and you see the diamond pattern of her sneaker hover close to your face. You brace for impact as she lowers her foot, but you give a sigh of relief as the toe of her shoe hovers only slightly above you. You crawl back quickly before she lowers her toe.
You look up at the beautiful brunette giantess as she continues to tend to the snack table. You had to get her attention somehow. Maybe her bare ankle could be a start.
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