Lilly's calm demeanor was a strange mixture of comforting and slightly unnerving. "Well, as you can see," Lilly started, motioning with her free hand down her outfit, "these school uniforms aren't exactly made for utility. No pockets at all. So we'll have to get a little more... creative."
Not giving you a chance to ask what she meant, Lilly gently lowered and tilted her hand to let you down onto the floor between her two feet, your head barely peaking over the top of her brown leather flats that were settled on either side of you like colossal mountains. Two black stocking legs stretched impossibly by your perspective high up before disappearing under her green skirt, over which you could see Lilly's torso stretched forward so she was facing down towards you, more for your comfort then because she needed to stretch to see you. For obvious reasons.
"I'm... I'm afraid I'm not following, Lilly." You'd be lying if you said that looking up at her gracefully shaped, pale face unbelievably high above you, filling a portion of the sky like the sun at high noon didn't make you a bit nervous. Her lips were curved in her trademark smile, one that was unbelievably tender despite any situation that went on around you. Her cheeks were curved with the elegance of a crafted statue, and her cloudy, unfocused eyes somehow seemed to be filled with affection. It took your breath away.
Instead of responding, Lilly slowly lifted her dainty foot from the shoe on the left of you, inadvertently lifting the heel of the shoe up with her foot until her toes left it, allowing the heel to fall back down with a resounding boom, one that probably sounded like a soft thump to her but to you sounded like a building collapsing on itself.
"...You're kidding, right?"
Lilly shrugged, absent mindedly wiggling her stocking covered toes. "I can't think of somewhere better. No pockets, and carrying you around like that would certainly get a lot of unnecessary attention drawn to you. I'm sure you don't want a bunch of people ogling over you at that size."
Grinding your teeth in thought, you mulled over it. She had a point. "But... there's no way I can be in there safely. You'll be squishing me under your foot, I'll barely be able to get any air, the motion sickness will be insane!"
"Perhaps," Lilly started, her foot now freed of its shoe still boredly wiggling uncomfortably close to you, tapping on the floor, cracking her big toe (which sounded like a gunshot to your ears), and twisting her ankle back and forth. "But on the other hand, you're small enough that you could easily fit into the space between the end of the shoe and my toes, and I'll be able to feel you so you can tap on my toes if you're feeling uncomfortable."
Sensing your hesitation still lingering, Lilly continued. "I'll put you in the very end of my shoe, and we can have a system for you to tell me how you're doing in there. Tap my big toe once for telling me you're feeling comfortable enough, twice to tell me you're feeling a little uncomfortable, and three times if I'm hurting you. Would that make you feel better?"
You were surprised with how adamant she was being about this. And she did make some good points... "Alright, we'll give it a try." You sighed.
Lilly nodded, then slipped her other foot out of her shoe, almost unnoticed by you due to trying to prepare yourself for what was going to happen next. Carefully using the big toe of her right foot, she pushed you between her big and second toe on her left foot, molding the fabric of her stocking and gingerly wrapping her big and second toe around you, covering your body from your ankles to the top of your torso. Lifting you up slowly she pushed her foot, and consequently you, into the end of her shoe, before unwrapping her toes and allowing you to get acclimated to your new setting.
You had to admit, she was right. There was more than enough space to comfortably lay down at the end of her shoe, and the material inside of it was surprisingly moldable, not stiff as you were expecting. It didn't smell the best, but that was more from the leather of the shoe than any uncleanliness of her foot. "Okay, tap on my big toe once if you're feeling okay down there"
Following her directions, you gave her digit a soft punch, immediately followed by a jostling of your container and a muffled giggle from above. "That tickles a bit, but it's better than not being able to feel you at all. I'm going to stand up and start walking back to class, a representative can't be late after all." You can almost picture her dignified pose, chin barely pointed up and that smirk that characterized her so well plastered on her lips. If she wasn't unimaginably larger than you her self confidence and pride in her position would be horribly cute. "Just remember, one tap for alright, two taps for uncomfortable, three taps for pain. Even if you don't need to tell me you're uncomfortable, tap once every few minutes or so just so I know you're alright down there." Despite the crude position you two have been forced into, Lilly still managed to keep a very formal and kind disposition about it. It was awfully charming.
You didn't have time to dwell on this for long, as true to her word, Lilly began her walk back to the class. The constant motion made you uncomfortable, but the actual vertigo was surprisingly manageable, perhaps because of her slow, graceful steps. This wouldn't be so bad after all.
Not giving you a chance to ask what she meant, Lilly gently lowered and tilted her hand to let you down onto the floor between her two feet, your head barely peaking over the top of her brown leather flats that were settled on either side of you like colossal mountains. Two black stocking legs stretched impossibly by your perspective high up before disappearing under her green skirt, over which you could see Lilly's torso stretched forward so she was facing down towards you, more for your comfort then because she needed to stretch to see you. For obvious reasons.
"I'm... I'm afraid I'm not following, Lilly." You'd be lying if you said that looking up at her gracefully shaped, pale face unbelievably high above you, filling a portion of the sky like the sun at high noon didn't make you a bit nervous. Her lips were curved in her trademark smile, one that was unbelievably tender despite any situation that went on around you. Her cheeks were curved with the elegance of a crafted statue, and her cloudy, unfocused eyes somehow seemed to be filled with affection. It took your breath away.
Instead of responding, Lilly slowly lifted her dainty foot from the shoe on the left of you, inadvertently lifting the heel of the shoe up with her foot until her toes left it, allowing the heel to fall back down with a resounding boom, one that probably sounded like a soft thump to her but to you sounded like a building collapsing on itself.
"...You're kidding, right?"
Lilly shrugged, absent mindedly wiggling her stocking covered toes. "I can't think of somewhere better. No pockets, and carrying you around like that would certainly get a lot of unnecessary attention drawn to you. I'm sure you don't want a bunch of people ogling over you at that size."
Grinding your teeth in thought, you mulled over it. She had a point. "But... there's no way I can be in there safely. You'll be squishing me under your foot, I'll barely be able to get any air, the motion sickness will be insane!"
"Perhaps," Lilly started, her foot now freed of its shoe still boredly wiggling uncomfortably close to you, tapping on the floor, cracking her big toe (which sounded like a gunshot to your ears), and twisting her ankle back and forth. "But on the other hand, you're small enough that you could easily fit into the space between the end of the shoe and my toes, and I'll be able to feel you so you can tap on my toes if you're feeling uncomfortable."
Sensing your hesitation still lingering, Lilly continued. "I'll put you in the very end of my shoe, and we can have a system for you to tell me how you're doing in there. Tap my big toe once for telling me you're feeling comfortable enough, twice to tell me you're feeling a little uncomfortable, and three times if I'm hurting you. Would that make you feel better?"
You were surprised with how adamant she was being about this. And she did make some good points... "Alright, we'll give it a try." You sighed.
Lilly nodded, then slipped her other foot out of her shoe, almost unnoticed by you due to trying to prepare yourself for what was going to happen next. Carefully using the big toe of her right foot, she pushed you between her big and second toe on her left foot, molding the fabric of her stocking and gingerly wrapping her big and second toe around you, covering your body from your ankles to the top of your torso. Lifting you up slowly she pushed her foot, and consequently you, into the end of her shoe, before unwrapping her toes and allowing you to get acclimated to your new setting.
You had to admit, she was right. There was more than enough space to comfortably lay down at the end of her shoe, and the material inside of it was surprisingly moldable, not stiff as you were expecting. It didn't smell the best, but that was more from the leather of the shoe than any uncleanliness of her foot. "Okay, tap on my big toe once if you're feeling okay down there"
Following her directions, you gave her digit a soft punch, immediately followed by a jostling of your container and a muffled giggle from above. "That tickles a bit, but it's better than not being able to feel you at all. I'm going to stand up and start walking back to class, a representative can't be late after all." You can almost picture her dignified pose, chin barely pointed up and that smirk that characterized her so well plastered on her lips. If she wasn't unimaginably larger than you her self confidence and pride in her position would be horribly cute. "Just remember, one tap for alright, two taps for uncomfortable, three taps for pain. Even if you don't need to tell me you're uncomfortable, tap once every few minutes or so just so I know you're alright down there." Despite the crude position you two have been forced into, Lilly still managed to keep a very formal and kind disposition about it. It was awfully charming.
You didn't have time to dwell on this for long, as true to her word, Lilly began her walk back to the class. The constant motion made you uncomfortable, but the actual vertigo was surprisingly manageable, perhaps because of her slow, graceful steps. This wouldn't be so bad after all.
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