This choice: On of Sophie's tennis shoes which has been filled with jello • Go Back...Chapter #6Sophie's Sticky Shoe by: Unknown Ken braced himself for a deadly impact, sure there was nothing he could survive from that height. His eyes were closed so right he did not even look where he was going, which is why it was so surprising when he landed not with a "crunch" but with a "plop."
He had ended up neck deep in some unknown green substance, which had broken his fall. While he was thankful for that, he was distressed to see that he couldn't free his limbs from the green goop. Turning his attention to his surroundings, he was high walls on every side, except for a round opening directly above him. The cave also had a very unique aroma that Ken could only describe as a combination of line and sweaty feet.
Suddenly, his contemplation was interrupted by Maggie's voice booming from above as her face appeared over the opening. "Sophie is never gonna suspect this one! Shoes full of jello. I don't know why I didn't think of this sooner."
Upon hearing this, Ken began to panic. Suddenly his situation made sense: he was in his giant friend's tennis shoe, trapped in a layer of jello. Filled with terror, he began to frantically struggle, trying to free his arms from the viscous goop. However, at his new tiny size, this proved impossible.
The enormous shoe suddenly lurched upward as Maggie lifted it up. Luckily for Ken, she made a point of keeping the shoe level, not wanting to allow any jello to spill out onto the floor. While the ride was relatively mild, the fear building in Ken's mind more than offset that.
He was pulled from his thoughts by a loud thump as the shoe hit the ground, presumably by the front door. He caught one last glimpse of a giddy looking Maggie through the opening of the shoe before she disappeared, leaving him alone in the foul smelling jello prison. His one consolation was that as far as he could tell, Sophie had no reason to put her shoes on, since she was supposed to be looking for him.
And as expected, Sophie was looking for him. While Maggie was downstairs planting the shoes, Sophie was searching everywhere for her tiny friend. Finally coming to the conclusion that he was no longer in Maggie's room, she decided to search elsewhere. Knowing he wasn't in her room, she headed downstairs, thinking maybe he somehow followed Maggie down there on his spying duties.
As she was headed downstairs, she passed her sister Maggie who was on the way up. "Hey Sophie!" Maggie exclaimed, acting extra nice to cover up her plans.
"Oh hey Maggie. You didn't happen to find anything.... strange in your room did you?" Sophie asked.
"No nothing. Why?" Maggie replied nervously, thinking Sophie was on to her latest prank.
"Oh no reason. Nevermind." Sophie replied, heading all the way downstairs, becoming a little nervous about Ken's whereabouts. She began to search the living room, kitchen, etc. looking everywhere for Ken. Suddenly, an idea struck her mind.
"What if he fell out Maggie's window? He could be outside!" Sophie said, struck with sudden panic. She rushed over to the door and grabbed her shoes, not even bothering to put on socks.
Ken had been hard at work trying to free himself, eating through his gelatinous prison. As he pulled his arms free from the green goop, he began to feel optimistic about escaping, until he suddenly felt his prison lift into the air, giving him a glimpse of Soohie's huge face. This was soon replaced with much better look at Sophie's wiggling toes as she began to slide her foot into the shoe. Unable to move, he simply stared at the dancer's foot. He could tell from her perfectly pedicured and painted toenails that she took good care of her feet, but they still smelled like feet and could easily reduce him to a flattened corpse.
As though intentionally, her big toe seemed to make a beeline for Ken, striking him directly in his newly freed chest and driving his body down into the goop. As her foot curved to the shape of the shoe, the ball of her foot hit the gelatinous floor, prompting her foot to quickly recoil in surprise.
"What the hell..." Sophie muttered, lifting her shoe up to her face. Ken saw her visage struck with momentary confusion upon seeing the green muck in her shoes, but after a few moments everything clicked. "Maggie!" Sophie muttered under her breath, irritated. She once again turned her attention to the shoe, revealing yet another surprise.
"Ken?" Sophie gasped. "What are you doing in my shoe? Did Maggie catch you spying on her?"
"No Sophie, I fell off her dresser into the shoe as she was filling it up. Now get me out of here!" Ken yelled.
Sophie seemed to pause in deliberation for a moment, staring at Ken wordlessly. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, clearly struck by an idea.
"Well Ken, I have to say, I am a little disappointed in you. I gave you one job, and you failed miserably. Perhaps you don't have the proper motivation. You don't have to deal with Maggie's pranks every day the way I do." Sophie began.
"What are you getting at Sophie? This isn't any time for joking around!" Ken interjected, frightened by the devious look on his friends face.
"All I'm saying is that maybe you should get to experience one of her pranks first hand so that you'll try a little harder in the future." Sophie finished, lowering her shoe once more. Ken screamed in objection, but was met once again with her foot approaching the entrance to his new dwelling. "Oh, and sorry about the smell." Sophie said, laughing, before sliding the shoe on.
Much of the light in the shoe was cut off as Sophie's foot once again joined Ken inside. As before, her enormous toes headed right towards him, this time dragging him deep into the toe of the shoe as well as deeper into the green sea below him. Motion temporarily ceased as her foot settled into the shoe with an audible "squelch".
Ken found himself in the toe of the shoe, with her big toe resting lightly on his head as though he were no more than an everyday pebble caught in her shoe. However, her toes being covered in jello was far from ordinary. As her toe poked and prodded him, it rubbed the goop all over what little portion of his body remained clean. It rubbed the goo into his head playfully, as though ruffling a little kid's hair.
Growing bored, Sophie decided to take things to the next lever. No longer content with rubbing his head, her big toe delivered a swift blow from the side, knocking Ken towards its partners in crime. Now between her first and second toes, Ken soon found himself in the sticky gap between the powerful digits. They squeezed his head like a vice, stuffing the disgusting goop into his ears and mouth. Forced to breath through his noes, he inhaled sharply, filling his nostrils with the disgusting smell emanating from the toe jam between the giantesses toes. To be honest, he wasn't even sure where the jello ended and the toe jam started.
Just as Ken grew used to the squeezing, Sophie changed things up once more. Her toes lifted above him and pushed down on his head, pressing him down under the surface of the green dessert. He could sort of swim in it now that it had been broken up by her pounding digits, allowing him to claw his way to the surface and got another gasp of stench from her foot, which was now beginning to sweat. Ken desperately hoped his friend would tire of this game soon, as his limbs were growing tired from wrestling her podiatry digits. He was sure of one thing: if he survived this ordeal,he would never eat jello again.
As Sophie reveled in the fun she was having with her tiny friend, she was interrupted by her maniacal younger sister. "Hope your feet aren't too sticky." Maggie began, before noticing she was still wearing the shoes. "You haven't taken them off?!" she asked in disbelief.
"Nah I kind of like the feeling. It's like having those gel insoles in your shoes." Sophie laughed, stomping her foot (and shaking up Ken in the process). She continued laughing as Maggie stormed away, rather annoyed her prank hadn't gone as planned. "Intentional or not, I guess Ken did sort of help me get back at Maggie. Maybe I should let him out now..."   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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