After thinking it over for a brief moment, you decide that biting her is probably the best idea you'll come up with. Moving around may just make her think that you're a pebble in her boot. By causing her a bit of pain, she'll want to get you out of there quickly. Now, it's simply a matter of waiting for the right moment.
Your face is pressed against her sole as she stands, forcing you to smell it. While not pleasant in any sense of the word, it's not terrible. In fact, other than the pressure of her stepping on you, the whole experience of you being in to boot with her foot isn't exactly horrible. It's just odd.
Eventually, she decides to go to the forest to practice throwing her axe. As she continuously nails every single target set up, your prison begins to get more hot. Within a few moments, sweat begins to build on her sole. Still pressed up against it, you become soaked in sweat and as a result, begin sliding against her foot as she moves around. You're tossed to and fro until you fly towards the toe area. Landing with a thud on your back, you're quickly smothered by her toes as she regains her footing. Your head finds itself stationed between her big and second toe. The two toes quickly grapple onto your head and slightly squeeze it in an almost rythmic motion. She obviously doesn't realize what she's doing at the moment. You eventually end up sliding back to the sole, thoroughly ready to enact your plan. Finally, she decides to sit down and take a break.
With the pressure of her sole off of your head, you lift it up and quickly bite her. The reaction is immediate, with the sole above you lifting up quickly and an audible grunt being heard from above. You smile as you realize your plan worked.
Suddenly, the foot above you slowly pulls out and exits the boot. You then feel the ground beneath you tilt upwards, sending you sliding towards the heel of the boot. Once reaching there, you continue to tumble through the shaft of the boot before falling out of it entirely.
Your fall is quickly stopped as you land on a platform of fur. Getting up, you examine your surroundings and see five massive fingers a short distance away. You're obviously in her hand. Freezing up at the realization, you turn around to see Astrid staring at you.
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