Chapter #5A Bad Place to be by: chaos   The smelly, warm foot of your girlfriend passes over your tiny body, not stopping until your right under her foul sole. Pressed tightly against the smooth bottom of your girlfriend’s foot, you can only grit your teeth as the stench fills your lungs. If you thought her sock smelled horrible, her foot had to be ten times worse. You can feel sweat and grim rub against you, making you feel very ill. The first thing you are going to do when you get back to normal, if you get back to normal, is tell Misa to clean her feet until she can see her reflection in her toes.
“Where’s light? I’m bored. He better get here soon, I want to do something,” Misa whines as she hopes onto your bed, dangling her feet over the side. The simple motion of her feet kicking in the air shakes you around badly. You hug the sole for deal life, getting even sicker by the fast sway of Misa’s feet. This is the most horrible and revolting moment of your life, but you remain still. If Misa finds you, a little humiliation is going to be the least of your problems. The girl is unbalanced and crazily devoted to you, not necessarily a good thing when you’re completely helpless. You have enough problems controlling Misa when your taller the her, now that your small you have no way of reining her in. Safer to remain still and pray she takes her socks off.
“Maybe Lights not coming,” Misa sulked, letting her lower lip stick out as she bemoaned being separated from her love. “Maybe I should leave and go for a nice walk. Some exercise could do me good, Light has been saying my butt looks a little big.”
As Misa chuckles at her loves insensitive comments, you’ve gone pale. Being under Misa’s sole when she goes out for a walk isn’t just gross, but potentially fatal. You barely survived being stepped on once, do you really want to see if you’ll survive again. Franticly you start squirming, kicking and pushing your hands against the soft, but foul sole. You put your whole body into it, desperately trying to get Misa’s attention before she gets up. You pant and wheeze as you strain to get Misa’s notice, breathing in the toxic foot odder around you. You feel Misa move and know it’s now or never. She either investigates inside her sock or you will be plastered to her sole.
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