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Chapter #8
Tara carries you into her bathroom with no othe...
by: Unknown
For the longest 90 seconds of your life, you alternate between staring at Tara's pink fingernail, the rhythmic jiggling of her skyscraper sized thigh, and just shutting your eyes to avoid vertigo. You're away of the massive sets of feet Tara had to pass by, but out of your most primal sense of superstition, you refuse to look toward them. Eye contact would have absolutely no impact on you being spotted at your current size, but still you desperately tried to remain invisible. Tara finally lumbered her way upstairs and locked the bathroom door behind her. She sets you down on the counter and takes a minute to study you, that faint smile still on her face. You've always secretly cherished the handful of times that she's looked at you like this, but given the context it's a bit unsettling.
You wave your arms and point at the gun, snapping you out of her trance.
"Oh! Right. Okay, let's see here... 'Grow.' I think I've got it."
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