As the high heel shoes got closer, each of the steps felt like earthquakes. Despite my best effort, I became terrified at the idea of meeting a human being so gigantic...
I ran to the large structure of discarded toilet paper. Losing any self-esteem, I climbed into of the fold of the structure. As I felt the windrush of the door opening, I made a last effort to go further in and hide myself.
Soon after, I started to hear the sound of a tremendous waterfall as the owner of shoes was peeing. I decided to take a peek to see who it was. The sight was incredible: the red high heel shoe in front of me was a hundred meters tall. I could see all the little imperfection on the heel. Just above was hanging a pair of red thong panties, hiding the view further up. However, I knew who the owner was: Rachel, my bimbo secretary!
The whole scene was quite humbling. I was a tiny insect, in a smelly piece of discarded toilet paper, cowering from her own secretary while she was doing her business.
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