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Chapter #3

A Big Boot

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The smaller man wandered about the floor, walking through Chris's thick carpet was like walking through thick snow, his legs were aching already and he'd only gotten through half of the living room. On his way he had passed the mammoth structures that were Chris's boots, they towered over his body and smelled of what Leon assumed was Chris's feet after a long day of training. And not to Leon's surprise they were muddy. “I wonder...” The man approached the boot. He placed both his hands on the side, and although he wasn't nervous it was weird for him to think about the fact that a foot could be this big compared to him.

He gave it a shove but the thing wouldn't budge. Even as he pressed his whole body weight into it, his chest and face pressed into the sweaty leather the boot did little more than shift slightly. Then the man had an idea, he layed down on the ground beside the boot and crawled under the sole. “Damn.. if he had stepped on me no part of my body would even stick out from under here... he wouldn't even know I was under there if he looked down. Kinda humbling.” He mumbled to himself as he arched and used his body as a lever to flip the boot. He had to know whether or not he really had survived being crushed underfoot while he was knocked out, it would tell him how careful he'd have to be in this small state. Sure enough as the boot, big enough to live in, fell over Leon could see a clean outline of his on body sprawled out right where the arch of Chris's foot would have been. “Yeah.. no way he saw me down here I was buried. The big dumb-ass probably thought I was a twig or something. Speaking of Fee Fi Fo Fum where is he?” His bangs swished to the side as he whipped his head around looking for any sign of the man. There were loud musical sounds and voices coming from a room adjacent to this one.

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