As for why Jet wasn’t instantly snatched up and swallowed by this lumbering beast, she could only deduce that it was due to trolls less than stellar eyesight. Jet’s earthen soaked body must be blending in just enough to disguise the adventurer. Now all she needed to do was wait for the beast to realise the coast is clear and trudge back into its lair then she can get Holly to pull her free and the two of them will have a long chat about not leaving friends in peril.
Unknown to the two adventures this troll was completely oblivious to the two friends hiding at the entrance to its cave, its large brown eyes casting a casual glance to where Jet was laying paralysed with fear. As far as she was concerned all she saw in front of her was a thick gloopy slop that was perfect for bathing in and that was exactly what it planned to do.
With a hefty slam it smashed its torch into the rock face of the cave entrance, ensuring it would have ample lighting while it bathed as well as allowing her to keep an eye peeled for some of the other monsters that may try and take this opportunity to steal or attack the troll. As even at its size there were other creatures here that make the troll seem more like a fairy than a giant.
This slam on the caves entrance also made Holly almost shriek as she was adamant the beast had spotted her and she had shuffled back as far as she was able just in time to avoid a tumbling of rocks that partially blocked her hiding place. After waiting a while to ensure no pudgy digits were trying to pry her from her hole Holly crept forward. With the entrance blocked all she could do now was peek outside to see where the beast had gone to and hopefully get Jet to help her free.
What she saw however made her wince in shock as its large foot was being lifted from its position and coming down squarely on top of a clearly terrified Jet, who at this point didn’t even seem to care about being spotted and was franticly clawing away at the mud as the hefty limb flattened her.
The creature then began to disrobe first removing its bra giving it a casual fling into the caves entrance and then peeling off its loin cloth. With a bend of its hips it attempted to pry it’s clothing from its body but due to the fact the cloth was countless sizes to small and the countless months that tortured piece of fabric had spent in that dank crevasse it seemed stuck firmly to its cheeks.
With a disgruntled grunt the troll began to jump in place and jiggle it’s hips in an attempt to get the fabric free. Holly may have even found the site of this semi naked creature’s display humorous if she wasn’t reminded by Jets unfortunate predicament. With each leap in the air she was able to catch glimpses of the poor girl her face itched with even more pained expressions as she was slammed face first into the thick slop. Eventually however Jet was covered up with so much muck Holly couldn’t even distinguish where on the beast foot she was adhered to.
With a large amount of effort the Troll did eventually free its loincloth and with a balance on one foot then the other it completed its removal and tossed it into the caves entrance, right in front of where Holly was hiding.
Holly almost vomited on the spot as she saw the soiled garment splayed before her, countless stains littered on literally every surface and the smell alone was enough to make one contemplate suicide. Luckily for her she was able to retreat further in and take breaths of untainted air.
For Jet however this was not the case. Her lungs have been screaming for air ever since this gigantic beast has splattered her across its foot and dumped her into the seemingly endless pool of mud. Fortunately as the troll settled into its bath and had sunk itself deep into the pool with only the top of its rotund belly poking free, she was given a brief respite. The troll had place its feet on the outskirts of the pool and the heavy rain began the task of washing the filth free.
With flattened lungs Jet tried to take in as much air as she could unsure how long she would be above ground and not under it. With every fibre of her being she willed her body to reform, desperate to free herself from the unwitting clutches of her captor but as if in response to this the troll lifted her other foot and absent mindedly scratched Jets spot with her thick yellow toenail.
Jet was trying to turn her face away as the disgusting digit painfully clawed its way up her crushed body, chunks of her gear even getting torn up and cast into the bog bellow. No matter the struggle however she could do nothing as it finally made contact with her face. The smell of a warehouse of overripe cheese began to assault her senses as the crusty nail scraped up and down the poor girls face. The toe nail deciding this spot was in need of more thorough treatment began scratching more fervently.
Jet was in agony, with each scrape her flesh felt like it was going to be torn off but thanks to Holly’s spell it just spread her face out thinner over the ball of the trolls foot. The nail even found its way into Jets mouth dragging and spreading her tongue out to ensure she got a nice taste of this trolls brand of foot stink.
Thankfully after a good while the toe receded back to resting as the troll began to shift to ensure its front got an adequate soak in the mud. Jets world was turned upside down as the feet were facing the other way. She was now facing towards the cave entrance and the cleansing rains were now effectively waterboarding her as they cascaded down, bringing with them a distinctly tainted taste of troll sweat with them. They were also acting as Jets means of salvation though. Dues to the battering her body took thanks to the large toenail parts of her body had shifted, this then allowed water to pass underneath her and slowly but surely she was peeling free albeit still incredibly disfigured.
In fact to look at Jet now you wouldn’t even be able to tell she was even human. Her already long limbs were now cartoonishly so. Her torso and head flattened out to almost the same length and width of the trolls foot. Her once defined features of her face blurred through and her tongue stretched out almost two thirds of her body.
Almost an hour later Jets miserable form finally slid free from the confines of the filthy Trolls foot
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