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Rated: GC · Interactive · Other · #2296716

Shrink down to the size of a speck around a variety of giantesses at the mall.

This choice: Keep running down the bench, you're not risking it.  •  Go Back...
Chapter #8

Large Latina

    by: boons Author IconMail Icon
Fueled by adrenaline and a rapidly eroding belief in your own luck, you kept moving along the bench, legs pumping like pistons. The vast terrain of the bench seemed endless, your vision tunneled on making it to the other side, hoping to elude any more close calls.

That's when you heard it: the unmistakable sound of a shoe thumping against the ground nearby, followed by a corresponding thud from the other foot. Out of the corner of your vision, you saw the rapid descent of a shadow that blocked out the ambient mall lighting. The hem of what appeared to be tight yoga pants began filling your vision, rapidly closing the distance between you and it.

The early 20s Latina had no idea of your plight. To her, this was just another regular day at the mall. The glint of her new Nikes caught the store's overhead lighting as she ambled over to try them on. As she bent over to unlace her old sneakers, the curve of her lower back came into sharp focus, and you could see the thin, lacy edge of a thong just barely peeping over the top of her pants.

Any other time and place, this might have been a sight to admire. Now? It spelled impending doom.

Her skin bore the slight sheen of someone who'd spent a good portion of her day trying on clothes and dealing with the demands of a shopping spree. The slight redness around her waistband suggested the pants were a tad too tight, or perhaps she'd been wearing them a little too long. Frozen in place by sheer terror, you could only listen to the encroaching footsteps, each one sending a new wave of dread surging through you.

The hem of her yoga pants swished closer, like the curtain of some grotesque theater, as the Latina approached the bench, intending to test out the comfort of her freshly chosen Nikes.
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