While Charlene tried to listen to the dull and boring lecture, Jon contemplated his current situation. For the moment, in the space under pudgy toes, he was safe. But even as exciting and arousing the situation was to him, Jon had to admit this wasn't the most ideal place to be.
At the moment, to Jon's perspective, This Dinosaur girl was big enough to take on a Kaiju. That meant being directly under her toes was not a good idea, especially if the class bell were to ring and she started walking again. Oh sure he'd been lucky thus far but suppose when her foot swung forward he somehow slid under the ball of her foot, and then her foot touched the floor. With her full weight bearing down on him he'd be instant paste.
Reluctantly, Jon decided that it was best just to get away from her feet and out of the sneaker. There would be time for fun later. Right now he had to get out from underneath these toes and out of this sneaker. There was enough space for him to slowly inched his way out from underneath. Occasionally the dinosaur would help by slightly raising her toes. Whether it was conscious or unconscious decision Jon really couldn't tell.
A film of sweat that was building up aided him as well. Who knew Dinosaurs could sweat through their soles? Jon certainly didn't. But then it wasn't exactly something he'd ask about. He didn't exactly have the nerve to go up to a dinosaur and ask "Excuse me, but do you sweat through your feet?"
It took him ten minutes or careful wiggling to maneuver out from under the toes. Looking up the thick scaly incline of the foot to the ankle Jon could see light shining in from the outside world.
Looks like the only way to go was up.
Climbing wasn't as hard as you might expect. The scales made things easy to grip and the incline wasn't that steep. The Hardest part was not causing an itch. The last thing he wanted was to be crushed by a claw tipped finger.
As he reached the tongue of the sneaker Jon was momentarily blinded by the brightness of the class. When he could see again, he followed the thick leg up the length of the Dinosaur. She wore no pants. That didn't mean however that her genitals were exposed as she wore a garment that was akin to a bikini bottom. Beyond that was a jacket of sorts.
Jon thought for a moment. There should be enough time to climb her leg all the way to her jacket. Hop into a pocket and go home with her. Or maybe he could make his way further up.
Unbeknownst to Jon Charlene at this point was following every movement he made. From the outward appearance a Dinosaur had thick scaly skin, an evolutionary throwback from millions of years in the past, but that didn't mean it didn't make it any less sensitive.
She Felt the "Bug"struggling to get out from under her foot and so she aided it in it's efforts. She had felt it climb up onto her Ankle, so she glanced down to see what kind of a bug it was.
'What the....' Charlene thought. It was bug size, but this creature wasn't a bug. It was pale, and it had a human shape. More importantly it was starting to climb up her leg.
Charlene glanced back up to listen to the teacher, but her attention was focused on the creature.
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