Quickly crawling from between the folds of your confiscated robes, you run across the surface of the chair as the mountainous expanse of flesh and nylon casts a shadow across its surface and Alicia. As you reach the edge of the chair you stare at the distance between yourself and the ground as time seems to slow, her legs and body moving above and around you as you glance around desperately and decide to risk the fall, leaping as her ass begins to settle onto the fabric behind you, the chair shuddering under her weight as you fall into the air between her thighs and quickly pass between her calves, the tiled floor beneath rapidly approaching. You brace yourself for the impact against the clay surface as its pocketed texture rushes into view but there's little you can do to ready yourself as your tiny body collides with it's surface, blackening your vision momentarily as you feel your body bounce before settling upon the ground.
For a moment your world is void, your senses deafened by the impact from your fall, but slowly your vision and the rest returns, you find yourself lying on your back staring up at the gigantic form of Alicia sitting above you, her legs standing like pillars on either side of you, and her feet resting on the tile beside your disheveled form, their long toes dragging themselves across the cold surface of the tile leaving a trail of sweat beneath them through the nylon encasing them. Trying to move you find yourself still disoriented and unable to stand, but without any real injuries besides some slight bruising and pain across the arm and side which took the impact.. As you feel the surface of your body for injuries you feel the area around yourself grow warm and begin to dampen from the moving feet of the massive woman so closeby and as your eyes trail up the surface of her legs you see her arms and hands moving across her torso and shoulders, caressing her breasts and stomach and moving downward as she breathes a sigh of relief and begins to stretch the waistband of her nylons, stripping the moist fabric from her sweat covered leg and lifting her huge left foot above you as she arches her leg, removing her stockings and letting them fall to the ground blanketing your view as the wet fabric collapses over your tiny form and around you covering you in her moisture and odor. As you seek to clamber your way out of the transparent fabric you see her removing her other leg from the rest of its nylon encasement and stretching her legs, wiggling her toes far above you. Before you can completely crawl out of the fabric surrounding you her building sized feet slam back down onto the surface of the nylon around you as she begins to rub the soles of her feet against their surface and grasp at it with her toes, continuing to caress her thighs and waist far above, moaning slightly as she works the labors of her day out of her body.
You manage to push your head through a hole in the fabric of the nylon surrounding you, gasping for fresh air through the moisture around you, wet with the athletic scent of Alicia's feet and legs, and worn from hours, maybe even days within the confines of her armored boots in this hot desert kingdom. As you gasp for breath however you see the ball and toes of her left foot dragging itself across the surface of the nylons only a few yards away from you, and scrunching it playfully between the long grasping toes, jostling the fabric you're still wrapped within, only your arm, shoulder and head having made their way through the hole in their surface. Her massive toes drag the nylon between their wiggling forms wiping themselves of sweat and playing with the smooth surface of the stocking feeding it inbetween and underneath the ball of her foot as she casually comforts herself. Realizing the movement is pulling the nylon wrapped around you towards the massive forms as the fabric feeds between her toes as they drag across and around it, you struggle against it and..