“Here, you’re smaller than I would have liked for this, but you should be nice and warm inside of my boot,” Amy said, deciding on a location that Gina wouldn’t find boring when she told her this story later. Slowly slipping her ankle sock-clad foot out of her shin-high boot.
“What, you can’t hide me in there. Your feet will kill me.” Jake said as he looked down from the height of Amy’s chest, raising some concerns over his new safe house.
“Oh please, don’t be so dramatic. My feet probably smell better than your apartment.” Amy declared, a little insulted. Although, Jake wasn’t talking about the aroma of her socked soles.
Luckily, because of the way shrinking worked, Jake’s body had grown proportionately more durable in direct response to his lost size, making it very unlikely that Amy’s foot would be able to crush him. Even if he was only a centimeter tall.
“Look, I’m doing this for you. Remember last week when you asked me what I thought it was like to be a pebble? Well, after a few days in my shoes, you can tell me.” Amy announced, trying to get Jake to look on the bright side as she continued to execute her impromptu plan, slowly lowering Jake towards the entrance to her boot.
“You know that’s not what I said. I asked. How do you think pebbles feel being chucked across the wat-ERRR?” Jake yelled out as Amy introduced him to his new home, landing on the imprint of her heel thoroughly imbued into her boot's insole.
She clearly wore these a lot, as evidenced by the stale aroma of her feet lingering in the air surrounding him.
“Skipped, stepped on. Same difference.” Amy said, a little distracted by her own thoughts as she stood over her boot. Thinking about whether or not she really wanted to go through with this. She couldn’t go back to her previous plan of keeping him inside her pocket now, and at least she’d be able to constantly feel him underneath her foot to make sure he was safe.
“Okay, move in. I don’t think it’s safe for you to be under my heel or the ball of my foot, try finding a safe spot under my arch or toes.” Amy’s voice echoed above Jake as she grabbed the back of her boot with her toes and lifted it lightly, trying to nudge Jake forward.
At least, that’s how she saw what she was doing as the ground literally tilted under Jake’s feet, causing him to slip and slide into the abyss of the Detective’s footwear.
Then, once she could no longer see him, Amy allowed her boot to fall flat on the ground, causing the world around him to rumble with the roar of an earthquake as Amy called out to him.
“Okay, I hope you’re ready down there. I’m about to put my boot on.” She warned, wanting to give Jake ample time to find a safe hiding spot, her foot already drifting towards the entrance to her boot, reminding herself that this arrangement only needed to go on until the Mafia was no longer after Jake.
“Santiago?” Jake called out across the long damp cave, watching with bated breath as the light at the end of the tunnel dissipated, replaced by the shadowy figure of Amy’s toes as they began to bulldoze towards him, occasionally shaking his surroundings as she adjusted her boot to slide her foot inside.
Then, total darkness engulfed Jake as Santiago’s black sock pinned Jake to her insole, trapping her detective partner sideways under her big and second toes. The former bearing down on his skull as Amy gently scrunched her toes to determine Jake’s location, barely able to feel his presence through the thick fibers of her sock.
“Who’s boring now, Gina?” She said under her breath, not wanting Jake to hear her inside of her footwear as she took a few practice steps around the room, wanting to adjust to walking with Jake underfoot before returning to work.
Unfortunately for Jake, he quickly discovered that being under Amy’s toes didn’t protect him from discomfort the way Santiago predicted it would. Her prim and proper stomps forced almost half of her weight to her toes and by extension, Jake. And she had a weird habit of curling her toes over him every time she was about to lift her foot as she pushed off the ground, as if her toes were hugging Jake and didn’t want to let him go.
“Okay, I think I got the hang of this. Just try to make yourself comfortable down there and I’ll get you through this.” Santiago assured her partner, giving her toes an intentional squeeze to try and reassure Jake that everything would be okay, but all she was really doing was dragging his face deeper into her sock, ensuring that he would inhale them at point-blank range.
What happens next?
1. Gina, who was watching Amy this whole time through the records room security cameras is impressed by Amy’s sudden boldness in keeping Jake in her boot, so she invites her out dancing to see how far she can get her to take things.
2. Amy and Rosa head out on patrol and end up in a long foot chase with Jake getting pounded underfoot.
3. Gina teases Amy about her boot being a lame hiding spot, so Any decides to go for the most risque place, dropping him down the front of her panties right in front of Gina.
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