The mother, Ashley continued to enjoy the foot massage provided by the ants by her feet. Her foot was so large it took up the entire intersection which at this point was crowded with eager natives drawn by the smell of foot. The scent was actually quite intoxicating with the lotion the mom used.
"Wow, you people are so cute and little, I can barely feel you, but I feel so powerful." Ashley boomed. She loomed over the city and the cathedral. All this standing had her wanting to take a seat but her behind would flatten the entire nearby park, Placa de Gaudi. She took a small step for her into the park with her foot that wasn't being worshipped. Her foot came down with a mighty boom as she was feeling the rush and becoming less careful. She laughed like thunder and said "Nice day for a stroll in the park, everyone join my foot and pray." This would continue for what had to be half an hour.
Max held his giant foot over the department store for a moment longer and then returned it to the plaza with a boom. Such little toys weren't very interesting. He gazed over at his mom distracted and knew he was free to do what he wanted. He could not believe how giant he was. City blocks stretched out like squares before him. In the distance he spotted the university of barcelona. With just three steps he was there. The first step across the whole plaza and into the street. He tried to be careful but it was impossible and three cars and a bus went under his sweaty feet. Lucky the streets were abandoned but screams could be heard from the buildings on either side as Max's foot damaged there facade. (Bigggg feet) He smiled at the screams feeling like a giant monster. Step two was into a nearby intersection with his right foot. Slighty more room but many trees were crushed. Step three took him to the university and crushed the street in front of the entrance. His other foot joined and more trees and a bus were flattened. This one had fifty people in it about to get off and shelter in the university, gone and Max did not even see. He clumsily turned towards the building and took another step into a larger plaza where he could stand. He crouched and looked at the beautiful ankle high building. His left hand could pluck the left clock tower with little issue. His intrusive thoughts won and he ripped it away and pocketed it with the bus. Max loved how many tiny souvenirs he could get.
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