With Georgia only walking to the soccer field Derek was already exhausted. Her muggy shoe was enough to disorient him, add on the sweat-drenched sock and massive pressure from her stepping on him and Derek would have much preferred just passing out and hoping he would wake up some time in the future. Unfortunately, he would be awake for the next hour and fifteen minutes and endure all of the hardship the unaware athlete had in store for him. "Why in the hell did Tori think this was a good idea? Or even just a normal idea for that matter?" Derek grimaced.
*STOMP*
*STOMP*
After having first slid on the shoe, Georgia noticed something funny. She had at first considered pulling it off and putting it back on, but she'd rather just get to the field on time. When the girl started walking, she really noticed the problem. "What could that be?" Georgia thought to herself. Occasionally, she would let out an extra strong step, pulverizing Derek under her foot, or as an alternative, scrunch her foot up. This led to Derek lathering up in a sheen of the girl's sweat that was leaking through her sock. "This is disgusting," he gagged. The air alone was gag worthy, but the feeling of accumulating sweat on his body was really pushing Derek to his limit. And then there was the soccer game.
*POUND*
*CRUNCH*
*SQUELCH*
"MMMMPH!" Derek exclaimed. For the first five minutes of the soccer game, yelling was all the little guy could do. Stuck under this athlete's foot was no good time and each time she put her foot down, Derek felt the brunt of her weight. The dampness of her sock was an additional burden, but the biggest problem for Derek now became breathing. The atmosphered within Georgia's shoe was incredibly thick. The aroma was extremely unpleasant and the longer things went on, the worse each of those got. The little man trapped did not think it could get much worse than it already was, but he was unpleasantly surprised each time.
*SQUISH*
*RUB*
By the first quarter of the way through the match, Derek had passed out. He fell limp under the sweaty sole of Tori's athlete. Had he been awake, Derek would have been most happy to know that he would be knocked out. He much would have preferred being KO'd the entire game, but the little man would be forcefully awoken with a little less than half more of the game to play. When he did wake up, Derek got a face full of damp cotton. "Oh my God," he winced. His skin now felt sticky with Georgia's filtered sweat and the air he was breathing was desensitizing the odor. At the very least, Derek didn't have to worry about the stench quite as much, thanks to growing used to it. Nonetheless, he had smelled much better fragrances in his life. During this point of the game, things really took a turn for the worse. Georgia turned on the jets.
*KICK*
*STOMP*
*CRUNCH*
"HMMMPH! (How has she not been bothered by me? How have I not passed back out?)" Derek grumbled into the foot laying on him. His arms were pinned on either side of himself, his face lay directly against the sole of the athlete, and the rest of his body dare not move out of its starfish position. "Just end this suffering already," the little man begged. Though it wasn't immediate, Derek would be granted this wish after three more goals shared by each of the two teams playing. At the end of the game, all of the students participating went back to their respective locker rooms. Derek obviously went with Georgia.
*STEP*
*SQUISH*
Feeling Derek more than ever, Georgia became curious of what it was that was in her shoe. She met Tori in the locker room. "Coach, I have something in my shoe. Or it could be something wrong with my foot. I'm not sure, I didn't check while I was out on the field," the Latina said. Tori nodded, doing her best to hide her smile. "That's all good, just get in the shower and check it out there, okay?" The student nodded and went over to the nearest bench, taking off her shoes first. Tori crept closer with anticipation. Despite having been as curious as she was, Georgia skipped over looking in her shoe and took off her gym wear. She then went over to the showers. Tori approached the unmanned shoes. She looked down at the opening of each. One was empty. In the other lay Derek, flat as can be, struggling for fresh air. Tori laughed and pulled him out of Georgia's shoe. "Look at you, did you enjoy the workout? I hope so. Now that you have a taste of what it's like when you don't agree to assist teaching with me, I'm sure you'll come around more often," the brunette threatened. She kissed the little guy on his head, adding her saliva to the collection of fluid amounting on Derek's body. The little man himself couldn't answer. He simply groaned, to which Tori took as a promise to come back and see her. She got excited and hugged Derek, slamming him into her chest. As Tori prolonged her hug, Derek was losing the ability to breathe. He started struggling, to which his captor responded by freeing him. "Let's get you back to where you need to be, huh?" Tori grinned. She stuck Derek back in her cleavage and pushed him all the way in to hide him. Derek yawned and fell asleep right there and then. He was exhausted.
When Derek comes to, where is he?
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