The thick stitching of the jumper is more than enough to provide you with ample handholds to aid your climbing. The woman's huge strides aren't helping, though.
When you reach the end of the jumper, you reach a predicament. Below you is the skirt that the woman is wearing, but it is under constant motion as the legs move back and forth. Beyond them, impossibly far away, the ground moves by at an alarming rate. You turn your head away and close your eyes. It's too terrifying.
Well, you've climbed down; where now? You wouldn't last two seconds on one of her legs. You've reached the end of the line.
You reckon that you could just about squeeze through one of the many holes in her jumper. She may not notice them, but to you they're like caverns. Perhaps there's somewhere in one of her under layers of clothing where you could conceal yourself?
Otherwise, you're going to have to stay here; climbing all the way back up would probably kill you...
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