"Wow, is that really you?" Vannessa says, loud and booming.
"Yeah, I was gonna meet you, but then I blacked out, and woke up like this!"
"You woke up that small and smelling like feet and sweat?" she giggled.
"Well, not the smell part. That was because I rode on your foot, and was almost crushed by it!"
"Oh, well, sorry about that." She smiled. Then her face had a look of thought. Then a smirk grew.
"Y'know, that reminds me... I have something called a crushing fetish..."
"Hey, I have a giantess fetish!"
"Oh, cool! Then you won't really mind it when I say..."
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