Don't let me fall!

Don't let me fall!

I was that man with giant feet and the stairway was too narrow. How did my feet get that big?

I stood there staring. Staring at either the closing passage way or the continuous growth of my enormous feet.

I put my right foot out. the right side was blocked and stopped moving. I put my left foot out and the same happened with the left. I was patting myself on the back when my feet

stopped shaking. I had finally found my limitations and began to devise my plan for escape. On the left there was a small foothold, no bigger than a box of matches, it was enough

to hold the weight of me. I placed my left foot on the foothold and began to climb up. My right hand felt for something to grasp onto - otherwise my escape would fail.

I was able to get to the top by pulling myself up using both arms. I had been going to the gym on a daily basis, so my muscles were strong. But, I had to escape the guards, so I

jimmied a jimmy or 2 & I had enough to buy a Real Doll for the guardhouse. The guards were running around distracted, all of them wanting to get back to the guardhouse. I slipped

on a banana peel and caused a rake to fly through the guardhouse window, popping and deflating the Real Doll. The guards cursed noisily as I fled on foot. Behind me I heard panting

Discovering that my shadow had come to life was disturbing enough, but knowing that it was now breathing heavily at the site of my own, big, plump, curvy butt, was truly enough to