While you're contemplating just how Hollywood this whole scenario was, you hear the creak of the door opening. However, it wasn't a creak in your ears; more like the sound of a tipped-over garbage truck times ten. You instinctively clamp your hands over your ears to halt the sound's progress, and then also crouch below the step just in case. You're haven't really articulated the pros and cons of being spotted to yourself just yet. Besides, who knows who this even is, coming out of the house? The screen door opens as well, then clangs loudly as it is closed again.
The suspense by now is killing you, and the similarities from what media you've accumulated told you not to look. That was always how the stupid people were killed off; they tried to get a good look at the danger without having a safe place to run to. You did in this case, though, since your current hiding place was working out just fine. Without further hesitation you start to scale the step, just as you notice a titanic, snadal-clad foot sailing over you and settle several inches to the left of where you had been waiting before.
As you are still clinging the the craggy step, the foot's pair goes over you as well, and this time it actually lands where you had been sitting. So acting quickly had paid off after all! You could have just as easily met an untimely end if you hadn't chosen to scout ahead when you did. But you weren't out of the fire yet. The anonymous giantess was sitting two steps above yours, allowing her legs to rest on your own porch step. That meant that whoever this was had decided to sit down here for an indefinite amount of time. This made things more complicated.
At the moment, her thigh was just a few inches out from where you hung, and the foot lower still, about the size of a freight train. You could either continue climbing into what appeared to be the girl's pant leg, or drop off entirely and just navigate past the feet. And the third option would be that you just wait here and see what she does. For all you know she might rise up and leave sooner than you expected. A dreary sigh is released from the giantesses lips, and you realize who it was. If the voice was hers, it was definitely Kelcie!
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