Even though Cindy's room is closer, I decide it will be better to go to my mom for help. There is no doubt Cindy would help me but my mom is more mature and can probably come up with a more rational decision on what the hell needs to happen for life to be normal again. The only immediate problem is the travel. My mom's room is all the way at the back of the hallway. That's several miles to me.
It takes nearly an hour. At several points during the walk, I would fearfully cling against the wall as the ground would shake and the thunderous boom of footsteps would be heard but nobody ever left their rooms. I would grow used to this as I continued to walk. As it got later, the hallway got darker. With my mom's bedroom door closed, I go through the gap under it just like I went through my own door.
I walk into the room and take a moment to take in the sight of the now ginormous master bedroom. The dressers and bed are larger than any city building fathomable. To the left of me are my mom's high heel sandals that stretch into the sky. Next to those are her favorite black flip flops. The soles of the once thin flip flops are several stories high to me, like a wall of rubber. One of them is upside down with its sole exposed to me to show me the gunks of dirt and even pancaked bug carcasses the size of buses. My mom hates bugs and the thought of her noticing me as one brings a shiver to my spine but what's scarier than that is the thought of her never noticing me since i'm barely any bigger than a flea.
With my immediate surroundings taken in, I look just ahead on the bed is my gigantic mother. But I immediately look away as I see she is almost completely naked sitting on the edge of her bed with her cellphone in hand wearing only black panties. Her large breasts sway at her breaths and her pudgy slight overweight stomach jiggles. With shades of red on my face, I turn to face her again realizing that I can't let my morals get in the way. I need to get her help at all costs.
As I start to walk towards her, the woman suddenly rises up off the bed and tosses her phone down on top of it before reaching down to pull off her panties exposing a jungle of blonde hairs around her vagina. The giantess walks towards her bathroom, creating chaotic earthquakes with each step before walking in and closing the door.
I figure she is most likely about to take a bath. What do I do?
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