You've never quite been the kind of guy to appreciate the intricacies of a human hand, but this new size already had you reconsidering the finer details of this powerful behemoth that was barreling through the sky, towards you.
What time wasn't spent staring up in awe and fear at the teenager's titanic fingers and palm, were spent running from them. There wasn't much reason behind running though, Kelcie was bound and determined to get just a taste of that moist, delicious cake everyone had been raving about. She'd been trying to watch her weight, keep that girlish figure of hers, and a whole piece of cake had far too many calories for her to consider. However, this bite-sized, lonely piece of cake that had fallen from the whole was just enough to wet her tastebuds. Reaching down in a swooping motion, Kelcie set her hand behind the piece of cake, and you, and pushed it into her hand.
You, unsure if you would rather take your chances diving towards the ground, or with Kelcie's appetite, were not given much of a choice in the matter though. It seemed you were going to get a little of both worlds.
Looking behind you, Kelcie's hand dwarfed the cake crumb, easily. The crumb itself was about as big as the pad of her thumb, and you were about the size of speck, or a grain of sand. Honestly, you weren't sure, but it mattered very little, when you saw that crumb sliding toward you, powered and dwarfed by the fleshy wall of the teenager's hand. Try as you might, you ran for the edge of the table, but only succeeded in making it half the distance, before that cake crumb tumbled over you, the moist surface tousling you around, and burying you within it's sugary goodness, like an avalanche would a skier.
Another split second of rolling, before you found yourself airborn, almost. Kelcie knocked the crumb, and it's victim, off of the counter, towards her empty hand hovering below the table's edge. Landing in the goddess' hand, the cake crumb fell apart, partially, and you tumbled into the vast field of teenage hand-flesh, covering in even smaller crake crumbs, and more dizzy than injured. The warmth of Kelcie's hand immediately became very uningnorable, as did the shadows of her towering fingers, as they began to curl menacingly above you.
As you attempt to break through the rest of your cake-enclosure, you find yourself tumbling over again, as Kelcie lifts her hand up to her face. You're given an undeniably intense ride up to the raven-haired giantess' face, and stop just below her chin. Above, you can see her face. She seems to be unsure of her decision. You don't know why, but it seems as though she is very hesistant to make a snack of this little crumb. Youre not sure why.
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