Emily nearly screamed at the sight of who was walking through the door, the aunt to all of her children and her husband's sister, Kate. She was rather chubby, aged forty three years old and had naturally brunette hair that she dyed blonde to make herself seem more unique. Most importantly however, she shared Jason's mother's views on Emily, not thinking she was good enough for her older brother. Most of the time this could simply be ignored, and brushed off, but at this size she would love nothing more than to rid the family of what she deemed it's lowest member.
Emily cowered behind the couch as the giantess strolled into their home, setting her bags down before announcing her presence with what seemed to be a thunderous roar, but in reality was no more than a calling to whoever was home.
"Hey! Anyone here?! It's Aunt Kate!" She boomed, but to no answer. Emily watched her walk over to the couch, and sit on the large piece of furniture above the shrunken woman, slipping her shoes off and placing her dirty socks on the coffee table that Emily loved so much. Kate began to mumble to herself, saying "No wonder. The one job that bitch has is to hold down the fort and she can't even do that right." Emily was heated, wanting to go out and confront the rude guest, but held herself back, not wanting to be mistaken for a bug and crushed under Kate's socks, rubbed off onto the coffee table.
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