This choice: Have the day off! (Hang with Chelsea) • Go Back...Chapter #3Chillin' with Chelsea by: Hectic   You thought about it for a second before remembering obviously that it was Saturday! You turned back around to look your bed, custom made for a foot-tall guy like you, as well as look at the size 12, slightly damp, and pungent sole that loomed over you like a guillotine. Climbing back onto your bed, you decided that you should wake Chelsea up and start your fun day off. You knew well enough by now that Chelsea could sleep in forever given the chance to, so many times you had to wake her if you wanted anything. More often than not this activity ended up very, very poorly for you, but that didn't stop you from trying. You slowly reach our your hands and scratch the bottom of the sole lightly, sending a shock of tickles to Chelsea. She groaned slightly and wiggled her foot in response to your stimulation, but you stayed steady and went for another round of scratching. This time Chelsea groaned even louder and stirred visibly. To your surprise she muttered out in a half-asleep voice,
"Mrmph, ugh, quit cuddling your girlfriend down there dude, I'm trying to sleep!" Chelsea said down to your in a sarcastic but lighthearted tone. You knew she was just messing with you but it still hurt a bit to realize that her foot is actually the appropriate size to be your girlfriend. You sighed but couldn't let Chelsea know that her burn had gotten to you. You resumed scratching her sole furiously as you shouted up,
"For the last time your foot isn't my girlfriend! I'm aiming for something much, much bigger" you retort, jokingly referring to her gigantic derriere. Chelsea smirked, knowing that no matter how annoying you were being that she always had a trump card for your little roast-sessions.
"Oh she isn't now, but what about her twin? I think they might be interested in a THREESOME" Chelsea's voice slowly built over the course of her sentence, finishing loudly. At the exact time that she ended her sentence you saw another wrecking ball sized foot sliding your way. Simultaneously, you felt the original foot you were touch curl its massive sole around your back, pulling you straight towards its mirror image across from you. In an an instant both size 12 feet slammed your body together, utterly squashing you flat like a piece of cloth between them. Chelsea giggled, grinding one sole against the other in circular motion. She did this for a minute before lowering her feet into her regular sleeping position. You felt yourself rip off of one sole but at the same time adhere even tighter to the other. Her foot returned to its perch directly above your bed as you were forced to look out from the perspective of an insole.
"Ah some peace and quiet, perfect." Chelsea said in the same sarcastic tone meant to make fun of you. She broke character right after, however, saying more clearly, "I'll get you off in 5 more minutes, John, I just gotta rest my eyes for a second." You gulped with fear, knowing the extent of Chelsea's laziness would almost surely result in you staying on this foot-prison for much longer than you had hoped. You attempted to wiggle furiously, but it was to no avail. After no more than 30 seconds of attempted escape on your part, you heard audible snoring bellow out from far above you. You mentally facepalmed, knowing that Chelsea had fallen fast asleep, and from the looks of it, you were along for the ride. You resign yourself to this current fate, taking the time to appreciate the fact that Chelsea's foot was at least sticking out from under the covers and giving you fresh air. Almost as a direct response to your thought, Chelsea shuffled slightly and flipped the sheets back over your bed and her feet. Immediately you were cast into darkness as temperatures began to skyrocket. At this point you could only pray that Chelsea would remember all this when she woke up, and even if she did would she be in too playful of a mood to let you free or would she show you mercy?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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