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Chapter #5
Hanging By a Thread
by: Unknown
The strand of hair feels like a hemp rope on your hands. It is as long as a power cable with the thickness of a strong lead pipe. The irritation from grabbing onto the keratin formation makes your palms go red and sore from intensely gripping. But you don't even dare stop for a moment or look away to the gruesome alternative of not holding on for dear life.
Annie's humongous barefoot takes a step onto the floor again. Had she really not moved since the last time? Or was she being extra careful? Being this small it was like the Indian girl was more than just his friend or even a normal person. THUMP!
At your size even a movement like this can take an eternity and feel like a city-destroying tremor. You were so tempted to pull away for a moment and witness the sight of the gargantuan brown foot stomping. It was no secret you had a thing for her feet even if this was a dangerous moment to be having a fetish. Your hands feel burnt from holding onto the hair. Your nostrils fall forward into the forest of it, and you inhale without even meaning to. Annie's shampoo fills your senses and you are caught in the daze of your friend's hair when.....
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