The girls sure looked hot enough for me, so why waste any time staying at the diner. With new determination I concentrated and returned to my original shape, although just four centimeters tall.
Quickly, before I could get noticed, I climbed onto Jenn's sneaker. Once there, I concentrated again, reducing my size to half a centimeter. This small, I was safe from detection. In addition, I was small enough to easily install myself in the threads of the shoe's cotton cover. Fortunately, the smell of her feet wasn't that strong (I may be craving to be near women, but feet - not really). As I setlled into my new surroundings, I had been paying little attention to the going- ons around me. Therefore, I was taken by surprise as the ground suddenly jumped, sending my stomach to my feet.
The girls were leaving saying something about some last practice they wanted to do before the competition. As they started to walk out of the diner, I was very glad that I had entangled myself firmly in the cotton. To say the ride was bumpy would be an understatement. Every step the foot I was on took started by us soaring high in the air. Before my stomach was able to recover, we went down again at a deadly speed, crashing into the ground with a force that made my head ring. It was like a roller coaster, only with sudden stops.
But this trip wasn't a waste at all. Once I had gotten used to the constant up and down, I was able to enjoy the view. I only needed to look up to forget my jumping stomach and whirling surroundings. My eyes climbed a perfect, white leg which seemed to stretch for miles. There was no additional fat and the muscles, although certainly strong, were not to be seen too much. In other words - cute. When my eye's ascend finally came to a stop, I was looking at white panties in the twilight of her mini skirt. Let's just say that it was a very tight fit.
As this was kind of fun, it was bound to come to an end. As Jenn stopped and suddenly bent down to untie her laces, I looked around. Without me noticing, we had come to the cheerleaders' locker room. Besides my original hosts, there were some other girls, more or less dressed. If I ain't the lucky one, and I even didn't have to ask.
While I was sucking in the view, Jenn had finished opening her shoes and lifted them - and me - off the ground. Realizing that the situation may get out of hand (how much fun could it be being locked in a locker?), I quickly untangled myself and ran to the edge of the shoe. Below me, I saw the bench flying by. I didn't have time to think, I just jumped.
BUMP! Ouch! The bench was pretty hard, but I was lucky to land on my behind. At least I didn't break anything, although sitting is certainly out of the question at the moment. But there is no time for feeling sorry for myself, there is exploring to do.
Looking around, the first thing I see are thick colored rings, some 10m in diameter. Examining them closer, I recognise a long rope that got entangled in one of the loops as a hair. These must be Jenn's rubber hair bands ready to be applied. Now if that wouldn't be a chance... On the other hand, who knows what other opportunities await here at giantess locker room no. 1?
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