You decide to stay silent, but you don't know if you can keep it up for long. The sooner you are big again, the better. Hey, maybe you and Mary might come to know eachother.
You let out a sigh and painfully take your eyes off the beautiful girl, looking at how to get her attention. It really doesn't seem possible, she is still examining the gun and you doubt she would be able to hear you unless she knew you were there. You glance up at the sole of her foot, marvelling at its size and beauty, how smooth it is underneath. Your thoughts drift towards being big again, pushing your thumbs into the balls of her feet and rubbing down her arches... Your eyes wander down to her foot that is grounded, long, beautiful toes scrunching against the carpet, pulling up strands between them. You dream about walking in between her toes, Mary absent mindedly grinding you to oblivion at her feet, meanwhile you screaming for help that will never come.
You are jarred from your thoughts as you hear the sounds of creaking from Mary's chair and her feet rubbing against the carpet as she stands to her full height, gun still in hand. You need to get her attention and quick, she is about to leave!
Your mind races. You could stand here and jump up and down hoping to be noticed or, as you look over and spot her large shoes, size 11, you could jump on the side and get her attention as she picks up her sneakers. She takes a step forward, bare foot sinking into the carpet as she walks towards you and her shoes. Time to decide!
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