You take one look at Ginny's flat, and one whiff of her foot odor before it becomes clear to you that getting help is not worth becoming her pet. She probably won't relent anyway. You'd be stuck as her pet for forever, unless someone else found you. You look up at her large face, which is full of an eager smile, as she waits to have you in her shoe. You waste no time in turning heel and running for your life. You run as fast as your tiny legs can carry you, but you can hear some scuffling noises behind you, which you assume is Ginny getting up. Then you can feel the vibrations from Ginny's foot steps. Uh oh..
Thud...thud...THUD...THUD!
It feels like a train hit you from behind, and your little body is sent sprawling across the floor, facing up. You see the titanic frame of Ginny stomping toward you, and her black sock clad foot is placed atop your body, foot odor in full effect. Her toes are wiggling on your little chest, and her face shows...
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