This choice: She feels you immediately, and wiggles more. • Go Back...Chapter #5Bekah by: Neon   The intial fear comes over you as you get atop her toenail, but at the same time you attempt to reassure yourself of your decision. After all, blood was thicker than water, and if anyone would help you out in this massive house it would be your own cousin. Besides, you and her were pretty close, and had gotten each other out of a fair amount of scrapes in the past. Of your options for giantess assistants here, Bekah was undoubtedly the most logical choice. Still, it wasn't very comforting physically as you now found yourself clambering over a bare foot about the size of a small freighter from your perspective. This had better work, you tell yourself.
But what about if she found you, so helpless and vulnerable like this, and was tempted? It was a sobering thought; especially since there was very little you could do to stop your giantess cousin if she decided not to keep her end of the bargain. Then again, there wasn't much you had to offer to convince her but your desperate plea of family. Still, Bekah was far from a heartless girl, so there shouldn't be any doubts. As if on cue, however, you suddenly find your legs falling out from beneath you, and your reach out for a support, grabbing only fistfuls of empty air. In the wake of this you suddenly realize (albeit too late now) what had caused the commotion.
What had seemed like idle wiggling before had spread to the entire foot. One such movement had sent you falling down through the space between her toes. Before you could sink too deeply into the gap, though, you raise your arms spread-eagle to make a bridge of yourself in the gap. You felt like you were hanging from a pole over a chasm, with your arms taking the place of the pole and the chasm was the floor below you. Fear one again grips your nerves, but you know that your fall could have been much worse if you hadn't had as much time to act. One of the wiggles had in fact given you more time and momentum.
Still, it was not to last as the toe-wiggles continued. You lost your grip on both as the big toe rose higher above, and only one of your arms was able to grasp it in time. The other grasped the same nothingess you had beforehand. But it was going up faster than your arm could, and you force yourself to let go before it could snap your arm right off. In a disheartening heap you hit the floor between Bekah's big toe and its companion beside it. All of your body seemed to be one unified ache, which is surprising after such a relatively short fall. Tilting your head up to the firmament, you catch a glimpse of...  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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