Mitzi the giantess in her office
Let's pretend, you and I. Imagine you are in the land of giants and you have managed to get inside a building in your small aircraft. You find me, Mitzi the Giantess, and you hover just behind me as I go out of my office and down the hallway. The slutty black mules with the X stretchy straps that go across my insteps make an enormous noise as I pace because the elastic doesn't hold the shoe tight. You hear a thundering, slap! slap! slap! as I walk along. That sound plus the cannon shots my hard heels make on the old tile will drive you made with desire...or terror! See me spin, turn, and stretch my muscular legs. You land your small craft and think I don't know you're there! You listen, trembling, as my hard heels hit the floor making thunderclaps and listen to me grind the bits of gravel under my heels. It sounds like an avalanche. You get very close to my feet and the big veins running all over look as big as pythons, and each of my toes seems as big as a hippopotamus. My world-class arches seem high enough to drive under! You withdraw to a safe distance and I reach down and let my enormous hands feel my powerful legs. Slowly they slip down, then up again out of view. After what seems like an eternity, I turn and go back to my office, the sound louder than before. Turn your speakers up all the way so you get the benefit of all the sexy distortions of slow-motion!