Sara gets a phone call and it wakes me up. I get confused then realize what happened. I scream as I can't get out and it smells really bad. "Hello? Yeah what's up? Nothing much I'm just hanging out with my brother. He got hit with that shrinking virus thing. Where is he? On he's currently in my sock. Haha I know right. He just fell asleep on my foot so I thought might as well make sure he doesn't fall off. Yeah it's really gross that he was there in the first place but whatever" I struggle more "did you know I found him in my pants the other day? Yeah stuck to my ass cheek. I don't know one of these days I'm gonna forget him in my shoes or something. Nah I don't think so" I scream but I'm stuck. She lifts her feet up and lays on her bed. "It's weird it's like he likes feet. He was in my moms shoe on the ride to the doctor. Yeah gross I know. I heard that every night he lays near her feet." What that's disgusting? I keep trying to no avail. "I think he's awake. Ooh that's a good idea. Well earlier I had him take off my shoes but he fell asleep on the job. That's true." I struggle more. She knows I'm awake. "I'll ask. Damn he's squirming a lot. Should I let him out? No? Ah you're right he'd go tattle to mom. Wanna go out later? I'm free all day so anytime works. I can do that. I'll get ready and head out to your place. I'm sure mom won't mind" I scream and struggle so much my hand pokes a hole in the sock. I take out my hand and squeeze my head through for fresh air. Just as I do that I'm lifted and lowered as she stands up and grabs her shoes. I scream louder as I see her put a shoe on her other foot. I try hard enough to fit through the hole and pop out and run before she put her shoe on. I ran over to her and get her attention. She hangs up and looks at me. "Morning. You have a nice nap?" She asks.
"What the hell? I couldn't get out!"
"How did you get out"
"I poked a hole in the sock" I say. She looks at me and looks annoyed.
"Those socks are like my favorite you asshole!" She picks me up and drops me in her mouth. She closes it and swishes me around.
"Sara please!! Don't eat me! I'm sorry" she throws me around in her mouth. She walks into the kitchen and spits me into the sink. She walks away and leaves me there. Luckily there's a stack of dishes I can climb up.
1 Day later
I wake up like normal in my little shoebox by the stairs and like normal I step out at the wrong time and get stepped on by my mother. She doesn't notice me as she flattens me to the ground and walks away. After that happens I'm hungry so I got toward her room. Right on queue as i get there she unknowingly steps on me on her way to the bathroom. I get back up and make my way to her bed for when she gets back. I sit down around the edge of the bed and wait for her to get back. After a bit she gets back and of course she accidentally sits on my causing me to pass out because I can't breath. I wake up laying on the bed with my mom sitting right next to me. She notices me.
"Oh hey! Sorry for sitting on you" She says
"It's ok you step on me three times a day so I'm used to this crap."
"Hey! Watch your mouth. And ditch the attitude."
"Make me" I say. She lifts me up and opens her mouth. She drops me in and closes her mouth. I sit knowing she won't do it. She spits me out onto the bed and sits on me. She stands back up and peels her sock a bit off. She drops me in and puts her sock back on.
"Now you need to listen to your mom or this'll happen" I lay motionless as I'm trampled repeatedly and stepped on. I've gotten used to the smell at this point.
I think it's been a few hours now. I don't think she remembers that I'm here. I struggle and squirm to get her attention. "Oh shit sorry honey" she takes me out of her sock. "It's been like 6 hours since I put you in there. I totally forgot" she laughs. "Hey it's not my fault that you're so tiny" she puts me on the ground and continues to watch tv. I walk upstairs and go to bed
