Eric was still in shock and trying to process things as he held on tightly to the shoelaces of the giant maid. His wife Jennifer had just shrunk him down to a quarter inch tall, and by all appearances intended only to use him as a toy for now on. Eric had thought a trip to the Size Wing would be a fun diversion, maybe being as tall as the ceiling of their room or maybe being shorter than his wife for a change. He had no idea that Jennifer would shove him up her pussy, get herself off, and then not even notice when he leaked out afterwards.
Eric would have had a hard time concentrating even if he were in full command of his senses. The maid was just walking around from room to room, pushing a cart and cleaning up everyone’s messes. But to Eric, he was being thrown around back and forth constantly. He did have the presence of mind to wedge himself under the knot in the giant’s shoelaces, functionally pinning himself down. This way he was able to look around at his environs and start thinking about what on earth he was going to do to save himself.
He didn’t come up with much, at least until the cart pushed its way on into the lobby. His overriding instinct was to get the fuck out of there, and he saw a group of dudes standing around with their luggage, clearly having just checked out and waiting for their ride to the airport. As the maid’s cart pushed through, Eric pulled himself out of the shoelaces and rolled off the shoe. He landed reasonably comfortably and made a dash for it.
Crossing a hotel lobby, though, is a different matter when you’ve been shrunk down to the size of an ant. Eric ran as hard as he could, but the giant dudes left in their cab well before Eric could get their attention or jump onto their shoes. Crestfallen, he walked up to the relative safety of the front desk and caught his breath for a few minutes.
Soon enough, another chance arrived, in the form of a family. There was a father, a mother, and three teenagers, two girls and a boy. Again, they were pulling their luggage. As they approached the front desk to check out, Eric made another break for it. The closest shoe to him was from one of the giant teenagers, a girl about fifteen, and, as before with the maid, Eric climbed up onto her sneakers and secured himself under the shoelace.
Soon the family was in their own van back to the airport, and Eric was relieved and a little concerned. On the one hand, he had successfully escaped his titanic wife and whatever further tortures she had in mind for him. On the other hand, who was going to be able to help him? Maybe he should have just gone to the management of the resort.
In any event, it was now time to consider his next step.