The leather (is it leather?) of the strap should prove less sensitive than the warm flesh of Georgina's foot, so there's no danger of being eradicated as an insect. You easily climb up its surface to look down at the pitted, metallic orange buckle that dominates the strap.
It's going to take a lot of muscle-power on your part to pull that open. The weighty metal pin alone is as thick as your arm, and even if you manage to get it out of its hole, how will you ever thread the entire length of strap through?
Still, faint heart never won the attention of fair giantess, did it? So, hop to it you do.
Minutes of pulling, pushing and then cajoling - as your limbs ache with sweat and acid - follow, with you no closer to coaxing the strap loose. Guess there are just some feats a one-inch tall man can't achieve.
You slump down dejectedly, resting your head on your knees and trying to ignore George's toes as they twitch below you, almost as if they're mocking you.
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