Monika elegantly sat down on the couch, sighing, she opened her phone and began tipping some messages. Down on her feet, in front of the toe area of her black flip-flops, Jack stared up at his titanic aunt. Knowing well that soon or later she would stand up to show her family the rest of the house, the boy knew that, if he was going to get his aunt's attention, he needed to think about something fast.
Maybe he could climb her? She was wearing flip-flops, so it would be easy to grab on one of her toes and nails and move up to her leg. Unfortunately, as he stared at his aunt's foot, her toes gave a slight rub on each other, what was just an involuntary movement for her, but it just seemed like a death threat for the shrunken boy, almost as if her foot was saying how it would smash and break his tiny body with its long, meaty toes, if he tried to get any closer. Also, while he was standing there, she crossed her left leg over her right one, which was in front of him, Jack knew very well that, if he was on that leg at his size, he would end up on the other side of the room, smashed against a wall...
Taking a deep breath, Jack ran to his aunt's foot. He quickly climbed her flip-flop and became face-to-face with her toes. Monika had always been some sort of hygiene freak, so her feet were very well washed, Jack could even smell roses from her lotion. He quickly climbed up her big toes and grabbed her toenail, doing a push-up, he stared up at her foot. After he walked through the vast land of Monika's foot, seeing all the veins and small wriggles on it, and being careful to not look up, so he wouldn't end up paralyzed by the sight of his godly-being aunt, the tiny boy began to climb up her leg.
He was doing well, holding on to the little wriggles and pores of his aunt's titanic leg, until a sudden movement struck him...