Running for cover the moment the giantess entered the home, grant knew he was stuck on the table. But where to hide he thought. He shook in fear as Linda the giant came straight towards the offending table prison. Grant decided that hiding in with some the crumbs might be the best thing. If he moved, maybe he could get her attention. Jumping up and down and screaming at the top of his lungs wasn’t helping. Suddenly a large rag appeared out of nowhere. He ran from it trying to escape being squashed. Between Linda bumping the table and the air presser of her wiping down the table behind him at lightning speed, it sent Grant flying.
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