This choice: You can't see it in the pile... because Ilsa is wearing it! • Go Back... You see the familiar design, the shine and sparkle of the ring you were looking for... resting tightly on the littlest toe of the gargantuan blonde before you. "Just my luck" you whisper to yourself as you realize that if you want to get back to normal, you're going to have to pry the ring off of the giantess's foot yourself. You look at the landscape of a woman in front of you and realize that if you want to get to her feet, you're going to have to jump onto the bed and bypass the rest of her. Luckily she is laying face up, with a thin blanket covering her naked body before you. You count your lucky stars that she was not laying face down, otherwise getting the ring off of her toes would be significantly harder.
You take a running leap onto the massive bed, landing with a barely audible thud atop the silk sheet. It moves slowly and rhythmically with the massive woman's breathing, and you slowly make your way down the bed towards her feet. You pass her breasts, rising and falling with each breath she takes in her slumber. It's almost hypnotizing. To the point where you find yourself staring as you walk, not watching where you're going. Your foot accidentally kicks a pillar of flesh, and you stifle a surprised scream as you realize you've just hit the giant woman's pinkie finger. The digit moves slightly, and the giantess moans in reaction, but to your relief, she goes right back to sleep. Surely if she were a bit more sensitive, you would have found yourself underneath her enormous hand, trapped and helpless. You take much more caution and make your way down to the ankle of her left foot, where the gypsy's ring lay perched around her smallest toe.
The air is thick with a mixture of lotion and foot sweat, and you feel the heat radiating off of the humongous appendage as you make your way closer. You realize that you'll have to climb atop her foot if you want to get the ring for yourself, but as your test proved before with her hand, she is a sound sleeper. You take great care as you slowly climb atop the giant foot, positioning yourself right where the toes begin. Even with the difference in elevation, the job is fairly easy to do. The heat outside has given the toes enough of a coat of sweat that the ring is fitting a bit looser than normal. You use all your might with your tiny arms to hoist the ring higher and higher off of it's resting place, just about clearing the nail of the Russian Goddess's pinkie toe.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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