Jamie trekked accross the sheets to his BIG Twin sister's toes.
He reached the bottom of one, walked up to it. He marveled at the size of this little girl's foot. He could see every fold and wrinkle, every speck of dirt and tiny beads of perspiration. Standing in the arch of her laying foot, he was suddounded on eitherside by theball and her heel, the extended far beyond his back. The pale white canyon was vast, and smelled faintly.
Regretting his descion, Jamie turned to go back to her face.
Too late! Mary's monolithic toes slid down, coming towards Jamie like a train. They flattend against the sheets, spread and scrunched, catching folds of sheets in the process, rolling and squeezing the fabric. Jamie was pulled under the titanic digits of the pale white foot, scrunched tightly in the folds of Mary's toes. The rhythmic squeezing of his twin's soft toes pushed him deeper between them. The ball of her massive foot ground against the covers, dragging Jamie into the depths of the sheets along with them. Oh no!
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