By now you are the size of an ant. The living room is a massive cityscape with the furniture and decorations seeming like sky scrapers and the giants in the room are like living mountains. You made it to the side of the couch but your heart is sunk to see that Vicki has her eyes closed and lets loose roaring sounds of light snoring. You feel like she would see you if she opened her eyes and looked down slightly but then again, you are very tiny. The reality of someone looking down you and not noticing you even though they are only a few feet away is still unfathomable. You need to get Vicki's attention, even with her asleep, you would rather get her attention by waking her up than go to younger girls in such a crucial and dire situation.
The way up the couch is an impossible climb. The gap under the couch is way over your head and there are only four wooden beams touching the ground at each corner of the long couch, meaning you will not be able to reach the material of the couch and climb up to reach the sofas that Vicki is laying on. There are her train sized fingers just ahead though. You would climb up those and up her arm which is dangled to the ground at a steep incline but still gentle enough to walk up.
Taking a deep breath, you walk to the fingers, going through thick carpet that is up to your knees. Her pink nails are the first thing touching the carpet and provide a sort of ramp for you to walk to her finger tips. You do this on her middle finger and soon make it to the large tip of the finger where you use the grooves of her fingerprints for handholds to climb up the tip. Her skin is warm which provides much needed body heat as the air is so expansive around you that it is freezing since you can't retain your own heat. That being said, you still maintain chills as you realize that Vicki could inadvertently close her fingers and crush you into nothing without noticing. This makes you quicken your pace through the lengthy finger and onto her palm. You can't help but note that your life is literally in the palm of her hand as you traverse to her wrist. You can feel the blood flowing through her skin from under your feet. It feels so weird to feel the rush of it like some kind of river under her warm, skin. Your feet sink into the flesh slightly making your walks awkward as you go up her arm. Now you want to travel slower because you fear that you might make her think she has an itch and she will scratch you with those monstrous fingers or she may wake up from your movements and quickly dismiss you as a bug before smacking you down into a pulp with her palm or splatter your body on her fingernail by trying to flick you away.
Eventually you are able to make it up near her shoulder where you have to climb up the sleeve of her t-shirt. It's comforting to be off of her bareskin but the view just has you in shock. The first thing you notice are her mountainous boobs just yonder and past those is her slender stomach leading to her short gym shorts before her extremely long legs. Your sister was now a landscape that stretched seemingly a mile. Looking towards her face, it was like viewing Rushmore from afar except her face is even bigger and you are still a distance away.
You think about how to get her attention. If she wasn't sleeping, you think you could just run in front of her eyes as she should notice you as a human from so close but that won't work now. She might be able to feel you but you hear getting instinctively swatted away and crushed. The only option is getting to her ear and yelling inside. You figure that surely she would be able to hear that. With her head turned to the side while she rested on her back, you would just have to route along her neck and traverse up her face and partially through her hair to reach the ear.
With this plan set, another thought that made you guilty arose. Although the situation is dire, you cannot help but be turned on by the massive body you are on. Even the scent of her soap and lotion is intoxicating at this point. You know it would be very dumb and dangerous but perhaps you could detour to explore her body for a few minutes or so and then get her help. Who knows when you will get another opportunity like this after all?
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