The squishy, slightly damp ground beneath you shook as Leni and Lynn began walking around the garage, seeking for you.
You fought the temptation to check outside of the shoe. Instead, you began trying to mentally keep track of time.
Ten minutes passed, and your hiding spot still laid there, untouched.
"Where could he be?" you heard Lynn groaning with annoyance outside. This girl could get really competitive, you mused as you readjusted a bit.
The smell of the shoe still stung your nose, but it was bearable. What else could expect from a girl who ran around all day? You were going to get out soon, you said to yourself.
"That size is like really useful!" Leni chimed with pride,
"Yesterday, me and Lori took like an hour to find him before realizing he was with Luan!"
"We'll see!" Lynn exclaimed.
In the shoe, you felt the noises and the shaking from outside growing more intense
as Lynn searched you behind boxes in the garage, roughly pushing them aside while hoping to give you no way of running if she found you.
Sadly, you weren't behind the boxes.
And by this point, Lynn began feeling very frustrated, like it always happened whenever she was about to lose.
"I'll find ya, little guy, wherever you are!" she shouted loudly as she stormed around the garage, while Leni suddenly pulled back, a hand to her chin.
"Maybe he's not in here? Yesterday, he hid in my closet, but there was like no way he could open the door..." your girlfriend mused.
"I don't think so..." Lynn replied, while her gaze fell on the obstacle course where you previously ran,
"However, I think..."
With only five minutes left, Lynn began searching through the obstacle course... though ‘searching’ wasn't really the right word to describe what she was doing.
She roughly threw aside her hockey jersey, kicked the books away and literally destroyed the maze of building blocks she made earlier.
In all of this, Leni walked through the mess her sister was busy in making and headed for the last part of the course, the shoe you were in.
Hidden in the farthest section of the footwear, you couldn't possibly know that someone was coming your way.
Only when the shoe was picked up by Leni, causing you to tumble to the back end of the shoe as she peered inside.
You saw your girlfriend's gigantic eye looking inside the shoe. However, she was just checking the insole and, noting that you weren't there, she placed the shoe back down.
"He's not in your shoe, Lynn!" she called she you breathed in relief, no matter if you took in more of the obnoxious smell that lingered in the shoe.
Claimed back to reality, Lynn stopped wrecking her own obstacle course and shot Leni a smirk.
"And I believe it! I wore that all the week at practice!" she said cheerfully,
"Speaking of, gimme that."
You froze at the statement.
Lynn grabbed her shoe in a hasty fashion.
You wondered what was going on, when your only way out of here was eclipsed by something white all of a sudden.
With horror, you realized that it was Lynn's socked foot.
"Wai-" you couldn't even finish as the foot slid its way inside and reached the toe section of the the footwear, sliding over your tiny form while forcing you under Lynn's toes, which fidgeted inside of their soft prison.
You groaned, feeling much like you were back with Lori when you initially refused to be her ‘kissing training partner’.
Outside, Lynn adjusted her shoe, before looking at the stopwatch she previously used, and that now served as a clock to keep track of time.
Lynn groaned.
3... 2... 1...
"Time's up!" she begrudgingly declared, marking the end of her final challenge.
"Come on out little guy. You w-" Lynn couldn't bring herself to say it. However, Leni could, and in a victorious tone too.
"You won!" she exclaimed enthusiastically, expecting you to jump out from wherever you were hiding.
However, her smile faded when about thirty seconds passed and nothing happened.
"Huh?" your girlfriend said, confused,
"Did Luan take him again? I didn't even see her!"
Lynn sighed.
"Come on out, little one!" she exclaimed, stomping her foot, and by extension the one that kept you trapped in her shoe, resulting in you screaming in pain.
You would have gladly obeyed if only you weren't trapped; the smell of sweat was barely bearable when the shoe was empty, but it was now tripled with Lynn's foot inside, and it stung your nose and made your eyes water.
To make things worse, you were being subjected to a crushing pressure, and Lynn was unaware of your current entrapment.
You tried to scream, but all you achieved was a disgusting mouthful of Lynn's sock, which made you want to gag.
You heard muffled voices coming from outside.
"Like I said, maybe he's not in here?" Leni suggested again.
Lynn pondered the suggestion. She had to admit, it made sense.
"... That would explain why he's not coming out, because he didn't hear us..." she theorized,
"But the door is closed..."
"Maybe he slid under the crack?" Leni tried again.
Unlike her blonde sister, Lynn had common sense. Sadly, she still wasn't smart enough to realize that there was no way you could have done such thing.
"... Maybe you're right," she couldn't believe what she was saying,
"Let's search for him."
The pressure around you loosened for a second, before the foot came back down on you.
Lynn was about to walk!
Thinking fast, you began squirming against the socked toes in order to get the giantess to notice you.
However, while walking, Lynn didn't seem able to notice your tiny struggles, despite being aware of a tingling sensation tickling her toes.
To get it to stop, she stomped her foot on the ground, effectively managing to make you stop squirming for a bit as you felt pain spreading through your body.
However, you figured you were going to be in much more pain if Lynn walked around with you stuck in her shoe, so you began squirming again, tickling her foot.
You really hoped she managed to figure you were causing the annoying sensation.
The last thing you wanted was to spend the day in Lynn's shoe.
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