You're startled by a great shadow over your head, and you jump back as Alexander's large hand flops over the side of the bed, swinging an inch from the floor. It takes you a moment to realise the giant is still sleeping, and calm down. Then you do the only thing your adventurous and curious nature allows you to: Climb the great king's hand.
Grasping the thick, tree-trunk-like fingers and hoisting yourself up is the easiest part. Then you're faced with a long, hairy journey up Alexander's arm. You battle throught the shiny black hair until you reach the corner of the king's bed, then it's a matter of hugging the soft flesh tightly as you work your way up.
The king smells strongly of a man's natural odours, though it isn't an all together unpleasant smell. As you venture closer and closer to alexander the Great's underarm, the musky, personal scent becomes stronger. It's almost pleasant, if you have the stomach for it, you think.
Finally, you're safe to climb off, onto the sleeping king's bed..
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