Climbing her would be, for lack of a better word, difficult - you figure that it's easier to just get her attention from your limited reach on the floor, rather than risking a tenuous climb up her mountainous body. Falling from such a height (from your perspective) onto her hard wood floor would be more than a little painful.
Tentatively, you step towards the only part of the giantess you can feasibly interact with - her large, looming feet. She is sitting on her chair, so her feet are resting just above the ground, her toes tipping against the floor while exposing her soles to you, hidden behind the dark layer that is her stockings. Even through the stockings, you can see the subtler details in her sole, from the delicate arch to her lengthy toes.
You snap out of your investigation and get back to the task at hand. Stepping up to her right foot (and feeling a slight tingle of warmth, no doubt emanating from her skin) you run your fingers frantically across her foot, trying to tickle her to get her attention.
Cynthia feels a tickling sensation on her feet, and...
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