After waiting for about a half hour, he came to the conclusion that he was going to have to take a risk.

The couch that the giantesses were at had a blanket hanging off the edge. He would be able to climb it and get up to the girls. He didn't want to get their attention, knowing nothing good could come from that, so he had come up with the plan of sneaking into Maggie's pocket, and hiding in there until she went home. 

He was able to make it across the floor with no incidents. The girls were focused on their snacks and the TV, and didn't notice him walk over to the blanket near their feet. He stood a few inches (which seemed like dozens of feet) away from Starrs wiggling toes. He couldn't help but imagine being trapped under those toes as she wiggled them around.

He shook the thoughts out of his head and began to climb. Luckily the blanket was thickly knit and very easy to climb the dozens of stories to the top of the couch. When he reached the summit, he was greeted by a wall of tanned skin. Starrs thick thighs were exposed by the short shorts that were almost swallowed by her wide ass. 

Despite himself, he couldn't help but get turned on by the sight. Even at normal size, her ass was amazing. At his new scale, it was planetary. The slight movements as she reached for snacks or turned to talk to Maggie sent ripples through her thighs and rear.

He tried to remind himself what this woman would do to him if she found him to help focus. She would probably crush him under her ass if she found him staring at it. Crushed to death by the clap of her ass cheeks. 

But there was no way around her. 

Swallowing his fear and pushing aside his arousal, he made his way to the sliver of shorts on the giant woman. The only way to get to his daughter would be to climb over Starr. The one advantage of his new small size was that he was so light that she wouldn't be able to feel him through her clothes. 

So he started climbing. He was able to get good handholds on the fibers of her clothes, which made the climb very easy. It only took a few minutes for him to get on top of her thigh. He had to walk very close to her exposed stomach so he didn't step on the skin of her thigh. It was a bit of a balancing act, too far one way and he'd step on thigh, too far the other way and he would bump her midriff. Both options might alert her to his presence, or at least tickle her into scratching the area. 

As he was nearing the cross over from one thigh to the other, the worst possible thing happened. She shifted. The slight shift of the giantess caused ripples through her thighs. He was thrown off his balance and plunged into the thigh cleavage, getting his lower half stuck in the smooth, lotioned up thighs. 

In his panic to free himself, he clawed at her smooth skin, but did not budge at all. 

A shadow passing over his head caused him to look up and see Starr’s massive finger coming towards him. He struggles must have tickled her thigh and she was about to scratch. 

The tree trunk of a finger collided with him as the nail scratched the skin near him. She must have felt him on her finger, because she scooped him up and brought him into the air. Coated in the lotion, he was stuck to her finger as she held him in front of her face. 

Mike froze in terror as he saw the range of emotions pass over her face. First confusion, then recognition, and then pure joy. 

“Well well well, what do we have here?” Starr said with a smirk. 

“What?” Maggie said, looking over at her babysitter. 

“Oh nothing, I must have dropped a little snack.” Starr answered. She opened her mouth wide and Mike shouted in terror as he saw the moist maw, dripping with saliva. She dropped him on her awaiting tongue as she shut her mouth, and plunged him into darkness.