Each step Kasey takes is about one hundred paces for me. Even though I am running, I can't keep up with her. It does not help that my legs sink into the carpet. Nonetheless, I hurry after my cousin. I will feel much better once I can get Kasey's attention. At my current size, I could easily end up spider food or crushed underfoot.
I am quick to see my giant cousin walk towards the kitchen. The hardwood floors in the hall are much easier for me to walk on, though it still takes a couple of minutes to catch up. Kasey sets a pot of water on the stovetop. I watch as she pulls a box of mac and cheese out of the cupboard and then sits at the table. It would be better if I could get to higher ground. Doing so would increase my chances of getting noticed and reduce the risk of getting stepped on. Luckily, the legs of the table have a spiral design that I should be able to climb.
When I make it over, I can't help but marvel at the size of my cousin's bare feet. They could easily squash a large building. I crane my neck to see Kasey scrolling through her phone, snacking on grapes. One of them slips out of her hand and nearly lands on top of me. The boulder-sized grape bounces away, leaving me shaken.
I think about going over to it. Maybe I could get my cousin's attention that way. But, before I can react, Kasey picks the grape up between her toes and then pops it into her mouth. With a soft crunch, my giant cousin's teeth pulverize the grape. I realize that Kasey could easily swallow me whole. The thought is both terrifying and yet strangely sensual. Ever since seeing Honey, We Shrunk Ourselves, I developed a strange thing for being eaten alive.
Pushing the thought aside, I make my way to the leg of the table. Climbing it turns out to be easier than expected. My size seems to have given me a bug-like ability to scale vertical objects. I am about a third of the way up when Casey stands up and walks towards the stove. The movement creates a strong gust of wind that nearly causes me to lose my grip. Slowly but steadily, I continue to make my way up.
At the top, I stop for a minute to catch my breath. Just then, Kasey comes back with a steaming bowl of mac and cheese. She is simultaneously watching something on her phone and doesn't notice me. "Kasey," I call up to her, walking closer. "Kasey, I'm down here." However, she has headphones on, so it is fruitless. Without looking down, Kasey's huge hand reaches for me. I realize a moment too late that I am standing on her napkin.
I am thrown into the air as she picks it up. With nothing to stop me, I free fall for a few seconds. Then I land with a splut into the bowl of warm cheese noodles. I get sucked down a little way before being stopped by a piece of hot dog. Rolling over, I look up just in time to see my giant cousin plunge her fork into the bowl and pull up an enormous scope of noodles. I watch as Kasey shoves the food into her mouth.
"Kasey!" I yell, just as I scramble out of the way of her fork. I try to make my way to the edge of the bowl but just keep slipping down. Above me, Kasey continues to eat and sip on a can of Dr. Pepper. Her focus is still on her phone, so she is completely unaware of my presence. It also doesn't help that I am completely covered in cheese sausage. I probably look like a noodle.
An earth-shattering burp escapes Kasey's mouth. She could put any boy to shame with her abilities. A moment later, her fork is plunging into the bowl again. This time I am not so lucky and get scooped up. I try and jump off, but my leg is stuck. "Kasey," I yell yet again. "Don't eat me." An instant later, the fork is in front of her colossal mouth. She hesitates…
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