The next day

The next day, I could hardly contain my excitement as I set out again at the same time and place where I had first met the mysterious woman. With expectant eyes and a pounding heart, I kept a lookout for her. And there she was, immediately catching my attention as she loomed in the distance.

Determined, I pursued her again. It almost felt like the first time we met; her presence made me feel so tiny. With every step she took, she exuded an overwhelming aura of dominance, as if the world bowed to her. It was hard to believe that she was younger than me, probably still a student. When we finally reached the bus stop, I hesitated no longer. This time I summoned all my courage and got on the bus, choosing a seat right next to her.

In her close proximity, I could clearly feel her presence, and once again I felt intimidated by her imposing stature. But this time I longed to take a step further. When I noticed that she had a sports bag with her, I knew that this was my opportunity to find out more about her.

During the bus ride, I made sure to remain inconspicuous. When the bus stopped at a bus stop, I summoned all my courage. When she looked out the window and was momentarily distracted, I seized the opportunity. With quick and deft movements, I stood up and grabbed her sports bag, which she had left beside her. Then I hurriedly got off the bus.

Back home, I sat in my room, her sports bag lying on the table in front of me. My heart raced with excitement as I unzipped it and took a peek inside. The first thing that jumped into my eyes were her sports shoes.

With careful hands, I pulled out the sports shoes. They were bigger than I had expected, confirming my suspicions that her feet were indeed impressively large. These shoes were not just big; they bore the marks of intensive use, showing signs of dirt and wear, indicating that they had been subjected to intense training sessions.

As I inspected the shoes more closely, I noticed that they were an unusual size. I looked for the label with the shoe size and finally found it on the inside of the tongue: size 47. I was surprised; my own shoes were only size 42. The revelation was overwhelming - a girl younger than me had significantly larger feet. It was a truth I had both expected and feared. An idea began to form in my mind. I picked up one of my shoes and placed it next to hers.

My heart raced with excitement as I compared the shoes. I couldn't help but notice how tiny my shoe looked next to hers. Next, I dared to put my foot in her shoe and take a few steps. It was useless! After only three steps, my foot slipped out of her shoe; it was just too huge for me. Just the thought of how her foot would look next to mine sent shivers down my spine.

The next thing I found in her sports bag was a pack of condoms. Not just any condoms, but really big ones. My excitement immediately disappeared at the thought that she has a boyfriend. And he must have an ridiculously large Cock, how am I supposed to keep up with that with my 6 inches? Not that I ever had a chance... but still, the thought that she's already taken is really dragging down my emotions.

I continued my investigation and found a gym membership card in one of the side pockets of the gym bag. Her name was written on the card: Lena. So that was the name of the girl who dominated my thoughts. The card also contained the name and address of the gym. I immediately switched on my computer and started looking for the gym. I soon had the address in front of me. I couldn't help but grin mischievously.

The sports bag was just the beginning. I couldn't resist the temptation to delve deeper into Lena's life and gain further insight into her. But the deeper I dived into this obsession, the more precarious my situation became and the greater the risks I took. The pressing question remained: how far would I go?