There was no way in hell you were going to stick your hands into someone's nose on purpose! That's just plain disgusting, and would probably not even work. You instead choose to let go and drop from your precarious perch, hopefully to somewhere you could get noticed at. You take a final look down past the massive maw that had nearly swallowed you, down towards Cassandra's lap. With any luck, this time you would be able to scramble off her lap before ending up in any other drinks.
Plan in mind, you screw your eyes shut and count down. 1... 2... 3... GO! You opened your hands and dropped like a stone. Unfortunately, when you checked your flight path, you forgot to account for your aunt's breasts. Your feet each land on a separate boob and you fall on your butt, straight into her cleavage. You instinctively scream out for help, even though you know you won't get any. Refusing to be humiliated by Cassie any longer, you pull with all your might and manage to free your butt from the all consuming grip of the massive mammaries. Uneasily you get to your feet, constantly shaking on the wobbly flesh of your relative. Right as you finally get the hang of standing you catch your foot on the edge of her shirt and trip backwards. You fall backwards towards the ground, face up as you watch the head of your aunt, a person who used to be about your height, get farther and farther away.
The next thing you know, you're surrounded by a soft fabric with a musky odor. Lifting your aching head up, you find yourself in a cave a little more than twice the length of your body. No, not a cave. You still haven't quite got used to your new size. You shake your head and reassess the situation. Funky smell, plush interior, about twelve inches long... A shoe! You had to be in a shoe! And it was a soft one at that, clearly for use around the house. You puffed up from pride at your detective skills. Nothing gets past you! Except for your Aunt's foot, which was sliding into the shoe behind you. The toes had already knocked you down by the time you noticed, leaving you no opportunities to escape. You pound at the fleshy sole as it overtakes your sky, trying and failing to be noticed, but all too soon the petite foot (Ha!) of your Cassie had completely overtaken you.
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