You decide to hitch a ride on top of her foot, to wait 'till she goes home. You start to run over to her sandal, and then it hits you like a smelly ton of bricks- her foot odor. You remember when it wasn't that bad while you were normal, but now... you nearly faint. You are somewhat aroused, though, and you start running faster. You manage to get to her sandal, which is twice as big as you, and you start climbing it. You get up on top, and then you see it- Vannessa's gigantic, beautiful, great soles. You drop to your knees and bow to them. You then crawl over to your goddess's toes and start kissing them, one by one. How lucky you are to worship your goddess like this! Then you remember your goal at hand- climb her titanic foot and wait there for a while. You continue your climb. Maybe, you think, you could become her slave and live life like that. You ponder that as you lay, exhausted, on top of her foot. Then, you hear a rumble. Her foot lifts up, down, up, down, again and again with you clinging on for dear life. She must be walking home, you think. You barely hold on, and you hope that this ends quick.
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