You decide that you will make your way down the hallway to Shelby's room. Even though you and Shelby don't always get along, she is your big sister and is the most mature, by that notion you would also prefer to get your mom's attention for help but since it's Saturday you know she's downstairs cleaning the house like usual and not only would that be a long travel but getting caught in the middle of her cleaning would most likely result in death. Lexi also has her room up here and you have a good relationship with her, she is the most immature and obviously you failed to get Sydney's attention before she left the house. Kaitlyn's room is downstairs and would take forever to get to and you would probably get vacuumed by your mom cleaning before you could reach her.
After about thirty minutes or so, you make it to the end of the hallway and you are in front of Shelby gigantic bedroom door. The door is closed but you are so tiny that you simply walk underneath the gap under the door. Shelby's room is like a whole other world with her bedroom dressers and such all larger than life. Aside from a few mammoth sized articles of clothing littering the floor, the room is very clean. You instantly catch vision of your humongous big sister at her computer desk. She is wearing a pair of navy blue sweat pants and a white tank top with a black bra underneath containing her ample breasts while her hair is still frizzy from waking up not too long ago. The giantess is currently typing messages, clicking the mouse and occasionally looks down at her cellphone to send some texts, undoubtedly looking for something to do to this already crazy Saturday morning. Hopefully you can change any plans she has to include helping you get back to normal.
You make your way towards the computer chair she is sitting in and can't help but feel a little intimidated by her size the closer you get. As you reach under the chair, you can hear it creak from any slight movements she makes. You see your ticket to getting her attention just under the computer desk, her massive barefeet tucked in. You go under the computer desk and are soon in front of her house-sized toes that are painted a dark purple. As you get closer, your nose is inflicted with the smell of her feet but thankfully it isn't the worst thing you smelled. You start to pound on her toes as hard as you can and ram into them with all your strength. With all that effort, Shelby continues to type on the keyboard of her computer, unable to feel your tiny body.
You sit down on the ground, feeling utterly defeated when she suddenly wiggles her big toe up and down causing you to cower away in fear of being crushed. You can't help but feel pathetic when suddenly you hear Shelby's bedroom door open. Running from underneath the computer desk you see your ginormous mom at the door. Wearing a white blouse, a pair of khaki capris and brown high heel sandals.
"Hey, get your dirty laundry and put it in the hamper in the hallway. I already got everyone's except yours." Lori says to her daughter before disappearing into the hallway.
Shelby lets out a small sigh as she slides back the computer chair by lifting up her feet slightly and then pressing them to the ground right beside you. This movement makes you pin yourself against the base of the computer desk to avoid getting squished under her not so little pinky toe and then Shelby stands up, stretching up her arms and letting loose a powerful, lazy yawn before walking about her room to bend down and pick up laundry. As she does this you realize another opportunity, get on top of a piece of clothing and when she reaches down to grab it hopefully she will see your tiny body waving up at her!
You run to the last article of clothing, a sock, as Shelby approaches from the opposite side of the room, her barefeet crashing into the ground with each step causing earthquakes that threaten your balance but you make it to the sock just as Shelby is standing over it. Ignoring the unpleasant smell emitting from the soft fabric below, you jump and scream up at Shelby as she reaches down but she moves so quickly to grab the sock that she doesn't have time to have her eyes adjust to your miniscule body and you are scrunched in between the sock in total darkness until she lets it go on top of a pile she carries in her arms.
Once again you have light as the sock lands on top of the laundry that Shelby carries in her arms. You look up at her face looming closer than any giant's face has been so far and try to scream up at her but your voice is still too tiny to be heard without being closer to her ears and Shelby isn't looking down to see her insect-sized brother.
Shelby walks out her bedroom and towards the laundry hamper in the middle of the hallway, already packed with everyone's dirty clothing. You have one last chance for Shelby, you can try to jump off the sock and to her shoulder or not risk it and hold tight.
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