This choice: You wake up much later, feeling things have gotten still outside. • Go Back...Chapter #16On The Floor Of A Rousing Giantess by: Unknown You wake up much later in the darkness, feeling strangely sticky and surrounded by a reek like you had stuck your nose into someone’s old shoe. Your body ached as well, like you had exercised every muscle group at once and moving made you wince at first.
The grogginess instantly wore off though when you remembered everything that had transpired hours ago, touching your face and chest with your hands for a second like you couldn’t believe they were there. It was all true though, you were still in Riko’s bedroom, and everything that had happened was as real as the giant shoe you were currently sitting in.
It was eerily quiet though, you felt nothing through the ground, and everything was dead silent. You couldn’t tell if it was past Riko’s bedtime or not as the inside of her shoe was pitch black either way.
Feeling around in the darkness on your tiny hands and feet, you poked around the giant toe section of her shoe blindly until you hit a smoothly curved solid wall. You determined it to be the tip of her shoe and slowly worked your way along it. Hugging it for guidance as it curved back towards the blocked entrance of her shoe, after a few moments your little body bumped into something huge and soft. The odor that permeated around you grew significantly more powerful and you knew that what you were hugging right now was Riko’s old sock, the one she had crumpled up and shoved into the entrance of the shoe hours ago.
Rubbing your face across the incredibly soft and dense pile of fabric, it absolutely reeked of Riko’s feet and still felt a little bit damp with sweat even now. Crawling atop her huge smelly sock and nestling yourself inside of its many folds and crevices sounded like heaven to you right now, and you almost decided to do just that and fall back asleep. Curiosity was getting the better of that urge though, suddenly you wanted to see what was going on outside, and maybe catch a bit of fresh air too. You clambered on top of her giant balled up stocking, which although soft was more than rigid enough to support your weight as you climbed up.
This wouldn’t be mentioned to Riko if you could help it. For one because you didn’t want her to realize her attempt at sealing you into her shoe had actually made it easier to climb out and escape. It would’ve likely been impossible to reach the entrance had it been empty with nothing to climb on except the smooth inner lining of her shoe. You saw from before that the walls of the giantess’s footwear were at least 4 times taller than you and curved inwards at the top, making them essentially unscalable at your height. The other reason was quite simple, if Riko removed her socks from her shoes you wouldn’t have any blanket or bedding besides the insole of the shoe itself. Although it was still soft it just didn’t compare to how plush her gigantic dense stocking felt.
Upwards you scrambled across her balled up sock, feeling out folds and creases in the heavy fabric that you used to hoist yourself up, until your head bumped into a smooth ceiling. This had to be where the top of her giant shoe and the balled-up sock were meeting, and although it was a tight squeeze you started wriggling into the gap between the solid layer of shoe above you and the colossal, compressed knee-highs beneath. It was harder than you thought trying to cram yourself through though, and you were afraid as you went along that wriggling your way backwards would be impossible if you got really stuck. Luckily though that didn’t happen, and you felt the top of your head push through a narrow gap between her sock and shoe with some relief. Slowly more of your body wormed its way out, and little by little you shifted your way out of the confines of her shoe finally and into the vast open space of her room.
The inside of the room was very dark and quiet, but not nearly as dark as being trapped in her shoe and your eyes quickly adjusted. It was impossible to see the clock on her nightstand from your perspective on the floor, but it had to be past 11 or 12 at night, so Riko has been sleeping for at least a few hours. The only dim light that found its way into the room was peeking through her closed window blinds, even then you could tell that the moon must’ve been rather bright tonight judging by how it defiantly shone through the slim gaps of the shutters and illuminated your surroundings. The air in her room was cool and inviting, and you suddenly realized how light headed you felt as you take several deep breaths.
Riko’s right shoe was still on the floor right where she had dropped it, with her opposite but equally imposing shoe sitting on the ground close by, its sock still loosely poking out of the entrance. The sock she had stuffed in behind you was mostly jammed in the toe section of her shoe, with the rest of its rumpled mass sloping down under the strap of her shoe towards her heel.
Another problem came to mind though as you walked towards the side of her shoe and peered carefully over the edge down to the floor. You were confident that the drop wouldn’t hurt you despite it looking higher than twenty feet from your perspective, Riko had dropped you from around the same height a few times earlier and save for a few bruises you weren’t harmed. The trouble was how you were going to get back up, at your size her shoes were roughly two stories tall to you, and there was obviously no ladder on this giant young girl’s shoes to make them tiny person accessible. That’s when you noticed something poking out of her sock though, a bare thread was sticking out of the dense fabric.
Grabbing it, it felt as thick and sturdy in your little hands as any length of rope, and you yanked on it to try and gather as much as possible. You were able to pull a few body lengths from it, and then a few more, and as you felt the strong thread nearly hit its limit as it snagged on something, you braced yourself as best you could and yanked it hard until it snapped. Smiling as you dangled it over the side of the shoe and saw it reach the floor easily with several body lengths still at your disposal, you now had a good length of thread you could use for whatever you wanted. You pulled it back up, and then coiled up a good length of it and tossed it towards the strap of her shoe. The thread uncoiled as it soared through the air, before limply dangling across the strap as you slid down to grab the loose end. Tying it off around here gave you the perfect anchor point for your thread. Later you could easily untie it and find a crevice under the pad of her insole where you could safely shove it once you crawled back into the toe of her shoe.
You tugged on your anchor point a few times just to make sure that the thread was securely tied, and then you took the rest of your length and climbed over the edge of her shoe, easing yourself to the floor. You touched down on the ground and let go of your thread, stepping back and looking around between the house sized shoes that were sitting almost underneath her bed. Nothing reminded you of your diminished size quite like being on the floor did, seeing the immense scale of everything around and how insignificant you had become in comparison was a constant reminder that you were much closer now to an insect than a person. You couldn’t wait to explore her room at this size and started towards the toe of her shoes.
It took a minute as you walked out from in-between her colossal slippers, marveling at their size as you inspected the front of her left shoe. Both her shoes were bigger than any house you’ve ever lived in, large enough to crush a smaller building like a matchbox with a casual step. If Riko tried to play basketball on a court made for your height, she would completely smash it underfoot and flatten some of the surrounding stands as well.
Even if you wanted to escape Riko it wasn’t very likely you would try, the alternative was a very large and unsafe world, one where you wouldn’t be protected if something larger preyed on you. You also remembered Riko’s threat from earlier, about how she would ‘stomp on you or feed you to a dog’ if you told anyone about her kiss and decided that ever crossing her was probably a very bad idea.
You walked all the way around them and back towards the underside of her giant bed, until you were standing almost directly below the edge and looking up. The soft noises that Riko made above you as she slept could be heard, not snoring but more just muttering and sighing. She seemed to be talking in her sleep, but you couldn’t make out what was being said.
Suddenly, the muttering stopped, and you froze. She was shifting around in her sheets above you, before without warning her legs swung out of her bed and her looming feet sleepily dangled above your body. You were suddenly staring at the underside of her broad feet and were given no time to react as they dropped straight towards you.
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