Austin's toes wiggled, and you were rubbed against his toes. The detail of his giant ridges with bitd of lint and tiny dirt specs were before your eyes. With each step, you were smushed deeper in between his toes - his big and second toes encompassed you, and the air was stuffy and smelly.

The heat skyrocketed and a cheesy sharp, salty smell began to reach your nostrils.

Austin clenched his toes around the pebble he though was Chad. The skin of his toes rolled all over his face, soft and slightly damp. You wiggle towards a hole in the toe of the sock, as Austin rubs you deeper into his toes.

Are you able to escape?