After some careful deliberation you decided to follow the strange chill. What's the worst that could happen? The feeling makes you backtrack an alley and turn left down another. A part of you can tell that this is where you are meant to be headed to yet you don't remember these alleys feeling so maze-like, usually it was pretty straightforward. Taking a couple more increasingly cautious steps you now hear, as clear as day, the sound of a woman saying, "Po...po...po..."
The sound itself makes your trek feel even creepier and when you round the corner to find the source...there is nothing. Suddenly the warmth of the sun is replaced with the coolness of a large shadow dwarfing your own. Once again you hear, "Po...po...po...", from right behind you. Beads of cold sweat drip down your chin and your body shivers with fright as you come to the realization that this may have been a horrible idea. You turn around slowly to face this haunting figure and likely your demise.
At first, looking at eye level, all you see is what looks to be a white gown and womanly hips that appear to be about 2 or 3 widths of your own head. After seeing this confusion strikes your thoughts as your head cranes up to see two large orbs hanging about a foot or so above your head. They were about comparative to your own head and now your body forced you to take a step back to see that the figure behind you was a very tall woman who looked to be of Japanese descent. The woman bent over slightly to get a good look at you and she looked rather harmless despite such domineering height.
Her expression was warm yet alluring with a soft smile and tender blue eyes that seemed to stare into yours. She wore a modest sun hat that covered her face in a light shadow. Any feelings you had of fear were quickly replaced with even more confusion and now curiosity. What was a woman like this doing here? Was she the reason for the strange chill? What was that weird word she was saying? And as your eyes scanned more of her body they inevitably fell down to her absolutely gigantic feet that were perfectly cradled in her white, elegant but simple flats. Your lewd mind kicked into high gear staring at those massive peds, judging from feet you've already seen you estimated they had to be at least size 30 if not more. This train of thought, however, was stopped upon you hearing the woman's voice speak to you.
"Po...po. It looks like you have found something you to enjoy."
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