Jamie had lots of experience with caves. He'd been in the boyscouts for 3 whole years, and had been on every hiking trip since. While hiking, they'd always go to an abandoned cave to look for bears. Obviously the scoutmaster had already done his research and checked with the park to be sure the cave was safe and abandoned, but that didn't lessen the thrill of being inside an actual, real cave.
But somehow, the thrill was different, here. It looked like a cave, sounded like a cave, and even sort of smelled like a cave, but Catherine's fluffy slipper simply was not fun, or exciting. It was just...scary. Maybe it was because his best friend Scott wasn't there, or maybe because there was no way Scout Master Jeff could have checked for any poor bears living in his sister's footwear, but Jamie wanted to get out as soon as possible. Trying to remain brave, Jamie begin hiking through the thick strands of fluff that sprang from the insole of the slipper. As he walked, the toeprints left by his gigantic sister were cratered in several yards around him. Catherine's big toe, the print of which he was walking through, would literally be like a two-story building.
Trying to shake the thought from his head, Jamie pushed forward, picking up his pace. The combination of his sister's musky foot sweat, and her fruity body wash, or foot lotion...whichever it was, was giving him a stomach ache, and making him dizzy.
But then a shadow came overhead. It didn't completely cast him in darkness, but blocked the light from his room enough that he stopped in his tracks and looked out of the mouth of the slipper, to see Catherine's ankle there. Her toes, and part of the rest of her foot, were obscured by the elevated platform of the slipper he was standing on. Eyebrows raising, and jaw beginning to drop, he watched, then, as Catherine's ankle flexed, and the foot began lifting into the air. Her huge toes flexed gently into an arch as the reached over the edge of the slipper, then lifted higher still, to allow the rest of the foot to begin the motion of sliding in. Catherine was putting her foot back into the slipper, and Jamie was still inside!
Screaming, Jamie began to step backward, feeling as though time were slowing down. His sister's toes continued their dramatic approach, and as more of her foot entered, the world around him began to shake, as she shuffled her foot a bit encourage the footwear to welcome it's owner. He fell over backwards, just as the toes reached the roof of the slipper, Catherine's toenails scratching at the woven surface. With the underside of those toes, and part of her pale sole visible to him, he couldn't help but imagine that this would be the last image he would see. His huge sister's majestic foot gliding in place, toes wiggling some against the soft fibers of cotton that made up the insole. And all the while, Catherine completely unaware that it was her brother she was about to squish between her toes, bury under her sole, or crush with her heel.
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