Two giant sneakers appear in front of me. Looking up, I see skinny legs in jeans. I have to crane my neck all the way to see the teenage girl, about 13 or 14, looking down at me in surprise. She wears a striped t-shirt which is a little too big and has long light brown hair. We just stare at each other for a minute.
The giantess girl is the first to react. She kneels on the ground and reaches for me. Her fingernails are rough, probably from a bad habit of biting them. It feels strange to have her giant fingers wrap around my body. She stands up, looking around to see if anyone else noticed. Without a word, she makes her way towards the bathrooms. After walking into one of the family bathrooms and locking the door, my giantess captor looks down at me, her expression is...
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