After having a surprisingly good, long sleep, Jack was awoken to Nora waking up. Yawning, Jack felt the girl shifting on top of him and began to push himself off the bed. He immediately hit the hanging bags of flesh that were his friends boobs, keeping him down on the mattress. "Oh for god's sake," Jack uttered. He waited for his friend to move. Slowly but surely, Nora pushed herself up and got to her knees before yawning. "What a night," she yawned as she stretched. Jack then pushed himself up and turned to face Nora. Half naked without a shirt, she rubbed her face with her hands then hopped off her bed, as if Jack wasn't even there. "Uh, hello? Nora? Did you forget about me?" Jack waved to the giant girl. She turned her back away from Jack and walked over to her closet, picking out some new clothes to wear. Sighing, Jack sat down and waited for his friend to come back to the bed. When she did, he was nearly sat on.
Nora quickly changed into a casual, somewhat lazy outfit, clearly having been affected by the previous night of partying not to bother in putting together a higher quality attire. She wore grey sweatpants, a white tank top, then threw a maroon hoodie over the tank top and slid on some sketchy looking socks. Jack then watched as his friend grabbed a pair of worn out sneakers from her closest and then wandered over to the bed. He tried calling out and waving to the tan-skinned student, but she was paying no attention. Jack grew worried as Nora turned around and Jack got a full view of her sweatpants-wearing backside. Before she even started the motion downwards, Jack steered clear of the landing zone. When Nora landed, though, the slight raising of the bed sheets from the mattress flexing tripped Jack up, and he fell over the edge of the bed. "Shit! Dammit, come on!" Jack griped as he tried to clutch the bed sheet hanging over the bunk. While he was struggling, Jack looked down and see where it was he would land if he didn't successfully latch onto the side of Nora's bed. An awaiting worn-out sneaker was right below him, the sole of it having seen better days. "No, no, no, no!" Jack screamed.
*PLUNK*
Having not successfully grabbed onto Nora's bed, Jack found himself land, at least somewhat safely, in Nora's open shoe. Groaning in soreness, Jack sat up. The first thing he noticed as he observed the inside of his friend's sneaker was the odor. Jack could hardly identify it as a specific smell because of how unique it was. Smelling somewhat of cheese and a wet sponge, the thick air did not offer the most pleasant atmosphere Jack had ever been in. Suddenly, a shadow passed over the opening of the shoe and light within the footwear dampened. Jack's attention immediately shifted to the opening, where an approaching foot sent him into a panic. It was too late for Jack to have any hope of escaping now. Nora was closing in on yet another "purpose" for Jack, this time a complete unintentional application of him as an insole. Her dirty sock nearly smashed onto Jack right away, but the man pushed himself far enough away from the opening, at least for the moment, that he avoided it. However, as Nora properly fit her shoe on her foot, the sock-clad appendage loomed over him. Before he knew it, Jack was grazed under the somewhat moist and warm foot of his friend. When Nora finally settled her foot all the way inside of the shoe, Jack's lower body was directly underneath the middle of her foot and his upper body just between the little space separating her big and second-big toes.
*SQUISH*
"Hmm?" Nora groggily hummed. Something resembling a tickle came from her shoe. As she stood up off of her bed, a little crunch came, as well as a more intense sensation resembling that of a pebble. "Damn, that's kind of annoying," the girl spoke to herself. She started walking to the door.
*CRACK*
*SQUELCH*
More of the same. Nora scrunched her foot just before opening her dorm door and leaving. "BLEH!" Jack spat as a bit of Nora's soggy fabric entered his mouth. His body folded in as the girl's foot scrunched his body. When she released this maneuver, Jack folded back out flat under his friend's foot. "This is horrible," Jack moaned, "I'd rather be her crop top." Despite having felt and continuing to feel Jack in her shoe, Nora did not pay him much attention and continued on her pace to her destination.
Where was it Nora was heading and did she check her shoe before arriving/doing what she was going to do?
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