You decided to stay put, the idea of being lost and forever stuck in Claire's sock didn't seem too appealing to you. Knowing her she would wear those socks as much as possible just for the possibility of you being in there. So you stayed, as the sweat from Claire's foot built up to the point it finally reached full beads.
Claire felt that first bead of sweat drip and chuckled, deciding to toy with you for a moment. "Hope you don't like being dry LITTLE bro." Of course being in her shoe, even if you responded to Claire she wouldn't have heard you. You lied between Claire's toes mumbling to yourself, mostly curses about your idiocy for agreeing to this; however a part of you deep with not only didn't mind this, but in fact found it all arousing. The idea of all the women of your household being this big, their beauty magnified exponentially.....it all was the epitome of a domination dream come true.
Claire still attempted to feel you, but with the same result, failure. "Maybe I should make him a little bigger....nah...." She mumbled to herself.
The feeling of being with Claire's shoe was still just as bad as your first few moments in it, in fact if anything they had worsened! What was once a couple of beads of sweat escalated into a full blown stream, to you anyway, and being within her toes meant that whatever sweat she worked up depostited between her toes AKA onto you.
Claire relished in the feeling of you between her toes but honestly she found it boring, at first it gave her that rush of power over you she wanted for years but now....it was the same as any other tiny of hers, and the hour was almost up.
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