Not Where You're Supposed to be Surviving on Short Notice chapter 11 by deleted_user

The rhythmic slapping of your mom's giant bare feet on the hardwood floor keeps you hidden under your dresser. You watch her feet as she cracks open the door to your room. Much to your dismay, Penny follows not too far behind, scouting out every corner of your room searching for her plaything. You hear your mother's voice booming from far above as her toes creep closer.

"Wake up Honey! I have to drive Syd to school this morning, and I thought you might like to join us!"


You could see her toes wiggling in anticipation right in front of you now. Leaving the safety of the dresser was basically suicide, but it was far better getting crushed out of existence than slowly being digested in Penny's stomach. Before she leaves, you dart out from the dresser and run to her toes, which seem to get larger and larger the closer you get. Maybe this wasn't a good idea after all. It was hard to imagine appendages of those size and thickness feeling anything you threw at them. By the time you got to her calloused big toe, her patience was growing thin.

"____ Did you hear me? I can't see you, hun. Maybe you got smaller in the night?"

You could smell the faint odor wafting from under the foot already, and placing a hand on the toe, your suspicions were confirmed. The thick skin was as hard as a rock, with no reaction whatsoever. Quickly, you had to think of what to do next...