Her heel barely lifted off your tiny frame, sparing you a horrendous death crushed against the curve of flesh. Panting, you rolled to the side, quickly crawling for the edge of her mules before the giantess lowered her foot back down. Has the full weight of her foot pressed down, you had no doubt that you’d have exploded against the warm, slightly sweaty wall of flesh. You escaped the slight indent left by her heel just in time as Chloe’s foot settled back down, this time making the leather ground shudder and scream under the relative tons of weight pressing down on it. Crouching low to not fall over, you swallowed and felt the anxious knot in your stomach as you tried just looking up….
She was endless.
She was peerless.
She was…just really, really, REALLY fucking tall. Even her ankle seemed to bow out at least seven stories up in the air. You’d visited plenty of cities, but it seemed that the tallest structures would only end up around even with her navel.
Pebble had been generous. You were barely a speck, maybe larger than a very small ant if the ruler was kind. Two things were for certain: if you stayed down here, your body was eventually going to end up as pulp under her heel; but, if you wanted any chance of getting her attention, you were about to spend the rest of the day climbing Chloe. Swallowing the lump in your throat, you thought that…well, one plan was at least worth trying. It was silly…and almost certain to fail, but you couldn’t risk skipping it in case it worked by some miracle.
“C-Chloe?! Chloe!” you screamed at the top of your lungs as you slowly worked down the leather slope and allowed your body to slap against the warm wall of her heel’s side. Balling your hands up into fists, you began slamming against it, feeling the springy flesh bounce your strikes off harmlessly as you screamed at the top of your lungs. Trying to be felt. Trying to be heard. Trying to be noticed….
But she didn’t notice you.
She’d never notice you…not unless you made her. Down here, you’d just be asking to be squished without her even feeling you. Up at her face though? Well, she might just notice a shout! Climbing back up from the slope, you looked to the arch of her white mules and sighed. It was going to be a very long day….
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