Climbing Deanna

07/08/2019

Climbing Deanna’s Legs.

Deanna is a tall beauty. Five foot 8 with gorgeous athletic legs. She came to

work wearing a light gray business suit with a short skirt, beige pantyhose and

black suede casual pumps. I couldn't take it anymore. I had to climb her legs

and feel that sheer silkiness against my skin. I just had to be patient and wait

for the opportunity to present itself.

I heard her tell someone that she was going to get a cup of coffee. Here was my

chance. I hurried to the kitchen area and made sure that no one was around. I

shrank myself down to a half inch tall and waited under the counter. I could

feel the ground shake as footsteps moved closer and closer. Then just ten feet

in front of me was what I was hoping to see, a black suede pump. I heard her say

to herself that there was no more coffee. She would have to make some. That

meant that she would be there for a few moments. I stepped out from under the

counter and walked to a point between her shoes. My gaze followed her shoe to a

slender ankle, then up perfect, shapely silky beige legs that met beneath a

short gray skirt. I couldn't wait to start climbing.

I climbed up on the toe of her shoe and moved quickly to reach the flap. I

dropped down and landed on her foot just below her instep. I took of my shirt

and tied it around my waist. I lay there for a few moments and pressed my bare

chest against the softness of her stockings, caressing them with my hands and

kissing her foot. I could stay where I was forever, but I knew there was more of

her legs to experience and enjoy. I reluctantly picked myself up and kept

moving.

I reached her instep and sat down to take off my shoes. Luckily, she hadn't

moved much.

Once again I momentarily caressed her stockings and kissed them. I started my

vertical ascent up her slender ankle, her shapely calf, finally stopping to rest

at a point just above her right knee. Even at my current size her leg was

incredibly soft and smooth. 'God I love legs' I said to myself. I was suddenly

brought back to the moment at hand when her leg began to move. I then realized

that she was heading back to her office. I clung tightly to her stocking as she

started to walk.

The world around me moved up and down quickly as Deanna's gigantic legs carried

me back to her office. The rush of wind and the sound of nylon on nylon rustling

filled my ears as held on as tightly as I could. Fortunately, her office was

only a short distance away for the office kitchen. I looked up and watched the

hem of her skirt swirl over my head and then the world became horizontal as she

sat down in her chair and swung her legs under her desk. I looked around at the

vast plain of soft smooth nylon around me and once again started caress and kiss

her silky nylon covered leg.

After a little while I got up and started walking up her thigh. I got about half

way when the ground started to move. As I was lurched upward, I recognized the

nylon rustling sound I heard could mean only on thing. Deanna was crossing her

legs. I have always loved that sound, and to hear it up close and at my current

size was like music. I moved down the incline of her leg to a point just before

the hem of her skirt. I climbed down the inside of her right leg and ended up at

the point where it crossed over the left. I knew that all I had to do was wait a

little while for the next part of my adventure.

I didn't have to wait long. Deanna's nylons rustled as she uncrossed her legs. I

sat down and slid down the smooth nylon to a point between her legs. I had to

get her to cross her legs again, so I began to caress her nylons once more.

Slowly at first, the a little more vigorously. I had to be careful so she would

not detect me. It worked. As her gigantic left leg crossed over her right. I was

tightly pinned between her legs. I began to move my body all around and against

the nylon mesh that surrounded me. I felt the warm, moist heat from her legs. It

was like an incredible massage as Deanna shifted in her chair.

When Deanna uncrossed her legs, I felt the cool air rush in from the outside. I

began to climb the nylon back up to the top of her thigh and made my way down

her leg to her knee. I turned and took a last look at her magnificent legs and

started my descent down her left knee, past her shin to her shapely ankle. When

I reached her ankle, I saw that she had removed her shoe. I made my way down her

lovely foot until I reached her toes. They looked so incredible encased in the

sheer beige nylon. I laid down on her big toe and began to kiss it all over

while at the same time caressing it. I climbed down the side of it and rested

for a short while against her shoe. I thought to myself yes, with my ability to

shrink myself, I was going to do a lot more climbing. I Love Legs!!!

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