You awoke to the estranged sight of pink shoe fabric hugging your face, the ground seemed to rise and fall irregularly, like it was alive. No surprise there, you had actually made it! You could feel the massive toes wiggle and pinch inside the shoe, occasionally knocking you off balance. The foot stops moving for a while and you rise to your feet. "Emily!!! So glad you could make it today! And this must be mom..." You see a similarly styled woman sporting a black belt greet the pair. You cringe at the sight of her giant bare feet squeezing the carpet mere inches from your perch, but you look past in and into the room where around a dozen other girls are seated and stretching. You immediately realize what was about to happen, if you stayed here, you would be trapped in a karate class at the mercy of their sparring. You turn back and consider jumping onto the mother's shoe, or you could put your trust in the instructor...