Ocean blue sail Shrunk in an Amusement Park chapter 4 by Louka31

The broad bands over the toes are like lowered sails of a ship to salvation, and you board the boat in an instant. Diving across the plastic ridges burns your skin, and you almost roll over onto her bare foot. You hold onto the straps for now though. Suddenly your size is apparent. At full length, you are only as tall as her foot is wide, not a good statistic for surviving an underfoot scenario at any angle. But you force that thought from your mind as the voyage begins.

The winds are cool, the sail gentle for the most part, the expected bobbing of the waves of step becoming almost soothing. You take a moment to stare into the blue-green polished nails, a mesmerizing glare of ocean beauty over skin. You are unaware of your surroundings after a short while, lost on an unfamiliar sea. Suddenly every sound became clearer, a sound of home, a call to return to safety. Something felt odd, uncomfortable, a feeling looming over your shoulder as you rest face down on her flip-flop vessel. Was it a look? You look back.