This choice: ...in her socks. Naoto is getting up closer with Rise's feet. • Go Back...Chapter #12Sock it to Me! by: Frost   Naoto felt her blood run cold as she realized that she had gotten her leg tangled in her own sock's fibers. She tried to pull herself away, finding it near impossible.
"Rise! Help me!" Her protests went muted by the gap and the size difference between them.
Looking up, she caught a glimpse at Rise’s wiggling digits. She grimaced as she watched them come closer at an alarming rate. No matter how much she tried to escape, she remained stuck in the path of the giantess’ foot.
Naoto let out a startled yelp once Rise’s digits slammed into her, running her over like a bus. She squirmed, hoping she’d get noticed by her struggles as something that should not be inside the sock. However, aside from the battery provided by the idol’s shifting toes, there was no response from the giant girl.
She found herself trapped between two of Rise's smaller toes. She pounded her fists against the walls of flesh, but her hits still hadn't registered.
Rise slipped her feet into Naoto's shoes, scrunching her toes mindlessly. She posed dramatically, rising to her toes. "So, how do I look? Cute, right?"
Yukiko giggled, looking over her friend's outfit. "Y-you look great, Rise-chan!"
"Aw, thanks!" Rise chirped. "Though, the chest is kind of tight. Might be because Naoto usually wears bindings."
"Yeah, those buttons look like they're about to burst," Chie commented.
"You're supposed to wear less clothes for the swimsuit competition, Rise, not more," called a rather snide voice. The girls turned around noticing Hanako, one of the more portly and egotistical students.
"Fewer, Hanako-chan. You wear fewer clothes," corrected Ms. Kashiwagi, another contestant in the beauty pageant despite being a teacher. "Every moment seems to be a teaching moment," She sighed, pursing her lips. "Speaking of that, you kids are going to learn what disappointment feels like today… especially you, Risette."
Rise bit her tongue. The last thing she needed was to get in trouble for telling off a teacher. Instead, she kept a cheery smile on her face right until the two left to change into their swimsuits. Once they disappeared from eyesight and earshot, her smile melted into a scowl. She stamped her foot, unaware of the torture she was putting her tiny friend through.
"Ugh," Rise groaned, "I hope I don't get her next year.”
"You really don't want her," Chie commented.
Down below, Naoto felt like her insides were mashed beneath the weight of her giant friend. She could have never imagined her life to end this way trapped between the toes of a pop idol. It didn't help that whatever was going on up in the sky seemed to have a negative impact on her. She could only hope that Rise would take the socks off soon.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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