"Jeez these things are huge..." he said looking up at the colossal toes. He was about as big as Tom's little toenail, the toe istelf many times bigger than him. If he were to compare with the big toes, they would be as big as a house.
Even though the toes were already in water he could still sense the smell from the sweat, it wasn't pleasant but not nearly as overwhelming as when the feet were dry. He could also see that the skin was a bit rough, probably from being forced to walk barefoot wherever he went. Despite this, the soles still looked to be soft for the most part.
The worst part was arguably the toenail, it was long and there was some muck under it "You really have to take better care of your toes, Tom." Harry reprimanded him.
Tom pouted "It's nto my fault! Mom and sis are so busy, they don't have time to cut my nails!"
This was only partially true. The actual reason is that they were trying to find something strong and sharp enough to cut them, since the last industrial boring machine had broken down.
Harry couldn't do anything but start a high-pressure water pump that was connected to a sprinkler and with the high-pressure water, he started to wash away the dirt and mud stuck under the toenails. Who knows how long it took to clean all ten. He then began to wash the skin between the toes. Tom sometimes squealed as the jet of water tickled him.
"You're tickling me!" Tom boomed, wiggling his toes a bit, the giant digits impacting the ground causing strong tremors.
A normal person would have fallen on his butt, but Harry was used to it and continued to spray his toes "Oh so the big mean giant can still feel something?" he teased.
"I'm not mean!" the boy playfully pouted.
"Yes you are, you forced me to clean your stompers!" Harry said laughing.
Tom shook his head "No, it was Mama who forced you... she's the mean one."
Harry smirked, despite his age Tom knew how to get himself out of any situation. He was usually shy, but this showed just how intelligent he was "Either way, I'm done."
Tom inspected his toes, he seemed satisfied "Yeah, but something is stuck... here." be said, pointing at the big toenail of his right foot.
Harry gulped, to get there he needed to climb dozens of feet of toe. Maybe Tom could help him out?
Tom looked wide-eyed at his brother at his toes. He knew he shouldn't pick anyone up without their permission, so he just waited. But Harry also had enough self-respect not to have to ask the family for help for everything. So the task of getting on his little brother's toes is something he can solve on his own. So, after a few moments of hesitation, he started to walk towards the gap between the big toe and the second toe.
Tom watched Harry's approach eagerly. He even spread his toes a little wider. Harry walked past the big toe and ran his hand along the skin. When he reached the base of the big toe, he faced the skin between the toes, which sloped a little, giving him an easier place to climb. He took off his shoes and socks so he could move more safely. The small folds in Tom's skin gave him enough traction to climb. Climbing up, he could experience firsthand that Tom's feet were really clean because he could only smell the smell of his soft skin around him.
Meanwhile, Tom was already shaking slightly because he was trying so hard not to start wiggling his toes because of his brother's tickling climb. He watched his brother in awe as he moved closer and closer to his goal. A little boy looking up at his big brother, only in this case he is looking down at his big toe.
"Phew, always a workout climbing you." Harry said, sighing and wiping some sweat off his forehead. Now he walked on top of the toe until he stood on his little brother's big toenail, as big as a living room. It was so smooth, but also rock hard... no wonder they had problems finding tools big enough to cut them.
Aa he approached the edge he said "Alright bro, where does it bother you?" he asked.
"Under the nail." Tom replied.
Indeed, Harry could see that there was something stuck below his brothers toenail, he couldn't really guess what it is though as the nail blurred his vision. There was also another problem, the nail was long and protruded from his skin, so the climbing wasn't over.
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