You're surprised you didn't notice it before now but you've shrunk, a lot more by that.
You can stand up to your full height unobstructed but that isn't exactly a good thing, at this size you can see straight through the the small holes in the damp stingey sock to the colossal foot on the other side.
Every speck of dirt, every imperfection, every bead of sweat, you see it all and find yourself entranced the asian's foot, you find yourself creeping closer and leaning through a hole in the sock to touch the foot, you've always liked feet since as early as you can remember and this would be the perfect opportunity to worship the foot of a random asian woman from the airport, at this point she's more like a goddess to you.
You can't help but lean in and lick the foot just slightly to get a taste for it, you can almost feel the individual peices of salt with your toungue as you embrace the tangy cheese like taste, you give the skin a deep kiss before suddenly your trance is broken.
You shake your head, did I really just make out with a foot? You ask yourself, but you look back at it, it felt so right, it felt like this is your place now, to love and worship the asian goddess' foot, you are less than a bug, you are unworthy to even worship it but you want to anyways, you shake your head, you still need to get out of here right? But...
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