You decide to continue climbing the Giantess Kaitlyn. Her Titanic tits may be tempting, but not enough to risk death. These are your thoughts as you climb up to her face. Using her hair now, you start climbing until your on the very top, the peak of this mountain. You slowly start to edge down towards her eyes, knowing that falling now would mean certain death.
You grab on to hair as you slowly creep down to her face, eventually going 007 and sliding down the 'rope' until your in front of her eyes. Her eyes are closed, and her head is slightly bopping, meaning one thing - Steve Jobs is ruining your chances of survival. Kaitlyn is listening to music on her Ipod. This angers you, your so close to being found, a chance, a slim chance, of making it out alive. You start to sway the hair, knowing what you must do. You go back and forth, back and forth, until, with a scream, you kick her in the eye. Your screaming, not her, as she didn't even respond to it. Your that insignificant right now. You pull a Tarzan and start leaping hairs, until you reach one of her longer bangs, and start to sway back and forth. Then, about 6 centimeters away from her ear, you yell: "KAITLYN ITS ME! SKYE! HELP!". You thank the lord that she only puts on ear phone in so she can still hear if her names called. Her eyes open with a flash. And...
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