It really is strange being so small that you can look forward and make out the dry skin under a gigantic woman's toenail, so here you are. You always snuck looks at Ms. Dianne's pretty feet. Even though she is overweight, you found her to be a hot milf. Well now she is like a goddess and you are too scared to be turned on as you walk up to her big toe to touch it. You should have ran to it with more hustle because you are starting to shrink again!
You walk as the big toe is now like a city building as you are level with the slightly calloused bottom. You start pounding on her toe as hard as you can. You are tiny but at the size of an ant, you are still able to be felt. This is confirmed as the big toe recoils slightly and lifts up to reveal its moist and marginally dirty underside. You look further up to gawk up the thick legs of Dianne and her slightly blurry face with piercing blue eyes.
Without warning, Dianne bends down while her legs are still straight up so that she can get a closer look. Her face envelopes your view as you ogle the extreme detail of her face with slight wrinkles and pores around her mouth and nose and tinted bags under her oceanic eyes. You start to jump up and down for her to help you while yelling.
"Ms. Dianne, it's me! Down here! I accidently shrunk myself and need you to take me to Ryan's room to find my device so I can be big again!"
Instead of Dianne having a look of concern, her brow lowers and her eyes squint as she wrinkles her nose. She stands back to full height as she bellows, "Great, we have another ant infestation on the porch." Just her soft words were so loud that you had to cover your ears. Judgment is decided as Dianne determined you are a tiny insect that she needs to snuff out before you multiply on her porch and eventually in her house. Had she looked a little closer and longer, she might have realized you are too strange looking to be an ant but she would probably still squish you. If she had a magnifying glass, she would most definetly see you are human but wouldn't recognize who you are, but at least she would try to pick you up between her pudgy fingers. She would probably accidentally squish you under her strength, not realizing you are hyper fragile compared to bugs who have exoskeletons. In other words, you were screwed no matter what after that last shrinking spurt.
Dianne's big toe casts a deep shadow over you as you look at the groves covered in dust. You try to run but you are so tiny and without having six legs like bugs do, you are slow. Dianne even slowly lowers her toe to make sure not to miss as she doesn't want to risk scaring the "ant" and having to chase it down. Had she known you were running at full speed already, she would have lowered her toe even slower. You are soon enveloped in toe flesh that pins you down softly only for a fraction of a second before it equates to a building pressing down on you.
With another shrinking spurt, Dianne lifts her toe to see the damage only to notice a speck of red where your body should be. She thought she would have a tiny ant corpse and some juice on her toe she would have to rub her toe on the porch cement to get off, instead she is left with barely noticeable remains. She could've sworn the ant was bigger than that but she shrugs as she doesn't even bother to address the speck of red guts between one of the grooves on her toe as she walks back inside and closes the door. She will talk with her husband later about getting another exterminator before the ants on the porch get out of hand.
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