As you wedged your tissue thin body through the pillows and catch a glimpse of the two giant women, you started tasting the sweet taste of freedom.
Settling in between the two sets of enormous feet and sets of wiggling toes, you concentrate all of your strength and open your mouth to scream. Surely from here, one of them would hear your plea.
But nothing could've prepared you for what happened next. A funny scene was all it took for Sarah to go into an uncontrollable fit of laughter. Usually, you loved hearing your delicate wife laugh with all of her might - but being at your current distance and size, it was everything except for delicate. Her huge foot kicked forward, slamming your tissue body in the process. Toes digging into you and picking you up with ease, toenails first, into oblivion. Or in this case, out of the safety of the couch and into the table in front of it.
Your miniscule screams are cut short as your head slams against the metal frame of the coffee-table. You felt yourself dizzy and going into shock, as you watched her toes wave you goodbye. And you started falling. Slowly, at first, and then faster and faster. You could feel your body tighten, legs and arms locking into position as your sheet like body changes into something much firmer and heavier.
You hit the floor with a loud thud. And it takes a couple seconds for you to sit completely still on the cold tiles beneath you.
At which point, you look up - and notice both girls looking directly at you.
They say something to each other, but you're too dizzy to even try and comprehend the words being thrown around the room. And before you know it, Sarah reaches out for you. Your eyes widen as she grabs your form between thumb and forefinger, rolling you around while laughing loudly, hurting your ears.
Her gaze turns to Monica as she continues rolling you around. You try and yell at her, but no words come out. The world zooms at incredible speeds as she plays around with you - sometimes placing you near her middle toes or next to Monica's wiggling behemoths, as the two women continue laughing up above.
Slowly, so very slowly, words become clearer. Your vision less blurry. Things start making more sense. Not before long, you find yourself eye to eye with your beautiful goddess of a wife, staring deep into her ocean blues. As her fingers slowly roll you around, you can almost picture yourself grabbing her pillowy lips and passionately kissing them slowly. But as the following words escape those lips you love so much, you freeze in fear:
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