Ginormica's Big Feet

Susan Murphy sat there in her cell, depressed and feeling like
such an oddity, just a while ago she was a normal woman about to get
married and now a 50 foot freak, the other monsters seem nice enough
but still it was a lot for Susan to handle. She was given a black
suit and gigantic sneakers to cover her now size 150 at least feet so
she was alright there nut now it was time to sleep, susan popped off
her shoes, peeled off her orange socks and then saw her feet. Now
susan had always loved seeing her feet, she loved being barefoot
around her house, she loved running around barefoot as a kid. She saw
her now huge feet and couldn't help but giggle a bit, her feet were
still human, no extra toes, no discoloration. If anything her feet
were more comical in appearance. She wriggled her long lovely toes
and flexed her high sexy arches and loved it. She looked at her nails
and saw they were unpainted, so she took the paint roller that was in
her cell, popped open a few dozen cans of red paint and began to
paint her toenails. She knew she was still a giantess but at least
she had friends as odd as they were and she had her health she
thought as she painted her nails. When she was done she marveled at
her newly painted toenails as giggled as she wriggled her toes, she
was happy not only because of her feet but because although things
took an odd turn it could be worse. Now a tired Ginormica yawned and
tucked herself in with a parachute as a blanket and slept soundly