You have no time to think when suddenly you are dropped low and you look up straight along the giant leg and you can see Courtney smiling as she looks down on you then a giant foot blocks out everything. You feel your face smooched up against the ruff pads of the foot. If you could have screamed you wouldn’t have been able to with this mass smothering you.
You expect pain but nothing comes. Infact the opposite you are feeling like you are raised up.
Courtney holds up her foot with the leopard patter and buckles the strap around her ankle. She admires the shoe a few moments. “What do you think?”
“As I said they are…dated.” Cellist says. She makes some toast and spreads some butter on it with a knife. “Besides they are big on you.”
“Yah,” Courtney wiggles her toes in the pointy front of the shoe.
There is a tickling sensation around your forehead. You pay it no real head except you except there to be some pain any moment. You feel like you are swinging and then you fall away from the rough underfoot.
“Ah well.” Courtney says and lets the shoe drop.
<OW> you hit the ground hard, now that did hurt. You are again on your side but this time you can see the Giant feet and up the tan legs of Cellist who is sitting the chair a ways in front of you.
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