This choice: Crimson Red (Sam's mother) • Go Back... The nail on the toe is painted blood red, and upon further inspection, the skin is not as smooth and wrinkle free. The toes are long and boney, with a distinct smell of sweat and leather about them. You are not on Sam’s bare foot as you had hoped. You have been dropped unceremoniously onto the toe of her mother, who you were hiding from. Her feet are positioned comfortably in leather sandals which reveal most of the foot to the outside world, allowing her glistening crimson toes to wiggle and scrunch up with freedom. You realize that staying on the top of the foot is incredibly dangerous, and if you fell off it would more than likely kill you. So you begin to realize that you are trapped on this massive woman’s foot, and escape is not likely. You look up at the two goddesses, and the one who’s toe you’re not invading at the moment is constantly making small grabs at her crotch, and with a look of panic, realizing you’re not there. “SOMETHING WRONG, DEAR?” You hear the mountain you’re at the base of ask very loudly. She responds “UH... NO... NO NOTHING’S WRONG I JUST... GOT THE FEELING I MAY HAVE LOST SOMETHING.” Her mother pats her on the shoulder and says “WELL THEN, I’LL LEAVE YOU TO IT. MAYBE WE CAN MEET UP FOR LUNCH OR SOMETHING NEXT WEEK. YOU BEHAVE, AND MIND YOUR STUDIES, ALRIGHT?” “DON’T WORRY, MOM... I WILL.” The two gargantuan beings embrace in a hug, and you realize that you have to find a way to secure yourself. Not really seeing much other option, you quickly climb down the toe and make your way onto the platform of the sandal, where her feet rest. Hiding between her big and second toes, you grab onto the leather for dear life and feel the world rush by you with every step the monster takes. You are almost thrown off completely several times as Sam’s mother keeps a steady pace on her walk back to her home. After what seems like an eternity of torture, the gigantic feet slowly slip away from you, leaving you alone on the sandal. The imprints of her massive toes surround you, hammering in just how tiny you are. The smell of feet and the moist feeling of swampy air fills your lungs, and you finally release your grip and roll onto your back, glad that this ordeal is over.
As you gasp for air and lie back exhausted, a shadow falls over you, and you are terrified as you climb to your feet. But the shape that is about to smother you isn’t that of a toe, but rather a gigantic hand with a fore finger and thumb extended. You try to run, but your efforts are useless as you trip and land into a small puddle of foot sweat. You are too tiny to run on this moist terrain, and the masses of flesh surround you, squeezing you tightly against each other and lifting you off the ground at a speed greater than that which you were falling. When you finally stop moving, you open your eyes and see a gigantic green one focusing in on you. The giantess’s booming voice surrounds you as she says “WELL WELL WELL... I KNEW I SENSED A LIFE FORM CLOSE TO MY FEET. HOW DID YOU GET SO SMALL, LITTLE ONE?” Before you can answer back, the grip between the fingers tightens and the air is pushed from your lungs. The witch looks at you and says “OH, I THINK I KNOW WHAT HAPPENED... YOU WERE SNEAKING AROUND TRYING TO GET GLIMPSES OF MY DAUGHTER, YOU LITTLE PERVERT... THAT’S WHY SHE HAD HER ROBE ON, SHE WAS USING MAGIC TO GET YOU TO STOP SPYING ON HER. SHE’S SO CLEVER... SHE CAST A SPELL AND POOF... YOU WERE TURNED INTO A LITTLE TINY BUG.” You can’t believe your ears. It’s even worse than if she discovered that you were brought over as Sam’s tiny boyfriend to hide from her mother, this woman actually thinks you were stalking and spying on her little girl! She’s going to do terrible things with this mindset, and you’re not looking forward to how it’s going to go down. She brings the fingers that contain you down to the palm of her other hand letting you roam around a slightly larger plane without being crushed by her fingertips. She traces your movements with her finger, playing with you a bit.
“YOU ARE JUST SO CUTE DOWN THERE, WHERE ALL MEN DESERVE TO BE. RIGHT IN THE PALM OF MY HAND. BUT I CAN’T JUST LET YOU GET AWAY WITH YOUR ACTIONS. DID YOU CLIMB ONTO MY FOOT TO SEE IF I WOULD HELP YOU? WELL, YOU’RE NOT GOING TO GET ANY HELP, BUT I’LL TELL YOU WHAT I’LL GIVE YOU INSTEAD... A NEW LIFE.” She reaches into her pocket with her free hand and pulls out a bag of white powder, pouring a few pinches on top of you. As soon as the powder hits you, your whole body starts to tingle and burn at the same time. You drop to your knees and ask the massive woman what’s happening to you. A loud roar fills the air as you are disoriented by the effects of the powder, and her voice reverberates in your ears. “WELL, LITTLE ONE. I’M PUNISHING YOU. YOU LIKE TO SPY ON GIRLS? WELL IT’S GOING TO BE A LOT HARDER TO DO THAT WHEN I’VE MADE YOU...
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