This choice: Travel over to the women's places • Go Back...Chapter #8Travel over to the women's places by: Tisch   The girls were still to hyper for Jack's liking as of that moment, so he made his way over to the women, who were nonchalantly chatting with each other. Their plates rested on the table, and Jack was tempted to try and nab something from them because of how good the food smelled, but decided against it. Instead, he swiftly maneuvered around the table and near to the first woman he could reach: Jamie. She would occasionally look down to grab some food, but otherwise kept her attention on the other women. Her legs were crossed, with her left foot swaying in the air and the other planted on the ground. Jack, for some reason, climbed onto her right sandal, probably trying to ascend her.
But there was an issue right away. When Jack climbed onto the sandal, Jamie shifted her foot. She lifted it up, her toes now pointing upwards and leaving a gap in between her foot and the sandal. Jack slipped and fell into the gap. Within in instant, Jamie lowered her foot back down and now Jack was trapped, his back pressed up against the soggy surface of the sandal and his front facing the bottom of Jamie's foot. The smell was atrocious. It stung Jack's nostrils. If he had to guess what it smelled like, it was something of a mixture between off cheese, a gallon of sweat, and wet dog. There really were no good words to describe it. Additionally, the sandal was soggy with Jamie's sweat. As Jamie moved every so often, Jack wondered how she hadn't noticed him. There he was, an inconsitency on her sandal, yet no reaction whatsoever. Maybe it was because of the conversation between the women.
Regardless, Jack did his best to get her attention and get out of the foul predicament he was in. But that only made things worse. The more he struggled, the little bit further he slid down the sandal until he was dead center beneath her foot. Here, the most sweat was accumulated and the stench was the worst. Jack was soaked, in both aroma and sweat. He could barely breath without his nose feeling the sting of the bad air. This torment went on for what seemed like hours, when finally, Jamie released a bit of pressure on her sandal. "Yes!" Jack thought. He began moving his way upwards, nearer to the toe section and his escape.
But right as he was about to make his escape, Jamie's foot came back down. Jack's head was right at the edge of the sandal, sandwiched in between Jamie's bigger toes. Grime fell onto him. And with that, he passed out.
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*SQUISH*
The moment Jamie stood up, she felt some odd sensation underneath her right foot. She gasped, but after taking a few steps, the problem was gone. So, naturally, she dismissed it. Unbeknownst to her, Jamie had completely immobilized Jack in that instant. He wasn't dead, but he lost all mobility and could do nothing except choke on her sweat and be pressed into her sole. Jamie went on the rest of the night not giving any thought to what may have happened when she stood up from the couch, which ultimately sealed Jack's fate.
On the way back to her house, Jamie wiggled her toes and squeezed Jack a bit strong, bringing his very unpleasant experience, and unfortunately life, to an end... |
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