"Ms. B? Good. She likes me." Of all of your teachers this year, you feel like she appreciates you the most, which means she would definitely help you if you got her attention. But how to do that?
Before you get any time to plot, the woman you are standing begins to stand. Fearful of falling, you hook your arms into her belt loops and hold on. You watch in unbridled fear as she grabs a pair of socks, slips on her red sneakers and leaves her house for a jog. Every step she takes, you are not only forced to watch legs as tall as skyscrapers swing beneath you, but your face is also shoved into her zipper which soon begins to slowly slide down. After an indeterminate amount of time, you hear from above, "Excuse miss, but your fly seems to be undone." With a view that only shows you a straight down perspective, you watch as the legs slowly stop, and from right above you hear your teacher exclaim, "Oh God! Thank you so much!" You crane your neck as far as possible and see two fingers reach down towards you.
"Ms. B! I'm right here! No!" Her pointer finger and thumb grab for the zipper, which is right by your waist, and end up being knocked off your belt loops. Frightened of falling and being stranded, you wrap yourself around her thumb as she finishes pulling her zipper up. She calls a thanks to the stranger, then resumes her jog. This was painful for you, because she jogged with her hands in a tight fist, leaving you unable to move and being swung through the air faster than you've ever moved. It doesn't take long for vertigo and nausea to cause you to faint.
When you wake, you are still stuck in her fist, but the environment has changed. It appears she is sitting down, taking off her shoes. Still tightly wrapped around her thumb, you are greeted with a face full of sweaty flesh and smelly sock as she shoves her thumb (and you) between her foot and shoe, using you a leverage to slip out. The overall effect of the smell, pressure and the fact you just woke up lead to you dropping off her thumb and rolling down the sole of her foot as she removes it, landing face first in a puddle of sweat in the bottom of the shoe. You climb to your knees and look over the edge of the shoe. At five inches, you can easily get over the side of the shoe. You walk to the nearest edge and...
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