Jack took a deep breath, having a bad feeling about needing to get around the predicament unfolding in front of him. He first swerved his cart around the two kids bouncing back and forth, being careful not to accidentally bump into either of them. He looked to his left and watched as the Latina rubbed her temple in annoyance. Jack couldn't help but notice her curvaceous body and shake his head, trying to get himself out of the gutter. In that brief moment, Jack took his eyes off the kids and suddenly felt a bump come from his left. He let go of the cart, which meekly drifted a little ways forward before stopping, then felt a click in his pocket. "What was that?" he thought. Jack went to reach into his pocket and felt a familiar device. As soon as he pulled it out, it activated. "Not the shrink ray, God dammit!" Jack squeaked. Before his yell even registered, he had instantaneously been shrunk down to his usual few inches tall. Thankfully, the shrink ray came down with him, but it was now on a cooldown. Jack took a peek at the shrink ray and shook his head reading "Thirty minutes left." His attention soon shifted back to the Hispanic family to his left. The kids were still bouncing around and the woman was still looking at her list, thinking where she wanted to go first. The kids were the biggest threat to Jack at the time, constantly threatening to step on him as they messed around. The tiny real estate agent decided that he needed the woman's attention to help him from being smushed by her children. Taking a deep breath, Jack broke in a full sprint towards the Latina's sandals.
Jack's adrenaline spiked as he ran. Giant feet stomped around him, the children continuing to play and not pay attention to what was scurrying across the ground. However he managed to do it, Jack safely made it to the thirty-some year-old woman and hopped onto her right sandal in a jiffy. The tiny guy then crawled over to the sandal's connective bridge, right next to the Latina's big and middle big toes. He noticed a funky smell emanating from the woman's foot, but he didn't mind it in the heat of having avoided been stepped on by the kids. Just then, the woman started to move. She slipped her foot over to the right and called out, in what Jack assumed was Spanish, to her kids letting them know they were going somewhere else. The tiny guy then slipped, sliding closer to the wiggling toes of the Latina. As he made an effort to stop himself, Jack could see little beads of sweat on the giant tan toes in front of him. Wanting no part of being under those smelly things, Jack, in a desperate heave against the moving sandal, stopped himself and started pulling away, closer to the end of the sandal. Thankfully, the monumental steps of the woman soon ceased as she arrived at her first destination, saving the tiny man on her sandal from falling back down, possibly under her foot. Wasting no time to get out of this position, Jack hoisted himself up above the woman's toes. His climb to get her attention had started.
The first part of the climb wasn't too much of an issue for the experienced shrinkee. Though, he soon had to adapt as the Hispanic kids once again started causing trouble. The mother turned around and bluntly ordered the kids to come closer to the cart and to knock off their trouble. Her quick movement sent Jack sliding over her foot and back to her heel. Just as he was about to slide all the off her foot, losing his progress, the tiny guy nabbed the end of the woman's tight jeans and held on. He quickly recovered then started hitching his way up the back of the woman's leg. As he was making this part of his trek, the Latina started to move once again. On the back of her leg, things were more unstable than they were on her foot. The good news was the material of the jeans, even though it was held as tightly to the mom's leg as it could have been, provided good traction for Jack to grasp and prevented him from falling. When she reached yet another stopping point, Jack was able to make it to her waistband. It was here that things really took a turn.
"Mariana!" a voice called. Jack was startled for a brief moment as the Latina he was climbing on turned around, forcing him to cling onto her waistband for a moment. Presumably, one of the lady's friends had noticed her as the two soon started chatting up a storm. Jack was about to resume his climb when Mariana then turned back around, still talking, and bent over to pick something off of a shelf. Her waistband pressed tightly against her skin, nearly causing Jack to lose his grip. When the tan woman stood back upright, the waistband folded and released a gap, completely throwing Jack off guard and causing him to lose his balance. The tiny guy stumbled forward and yelped as he slipped into the gap. "No, no, no!" he screamed. Jack started sliding downwards, right into the back of this Latina mom's jeans, and soon saw where he was going. A red thong separated each of the woman's massive tan cheeks, though it didn't do much for Jack as while he continued to slide, he bounced on the top of the thong before sliding inside of it. In a matter of less than a minute, Jack found himself inside the thong of this oblivious woman, slowly slipping deeper into her butt. By the time Jack stopped sliding, he was wedged directly in the middle of Mariana's butt cheeks. It was extremely humid in here, the air thick with the residue of her sweat. As uncomfortable as he was, Jack was still ready to get himself out and get the woman's attention.
What happens next in Jack's cheeky adventure?
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