Jake found himself with awkward footing trying to walk on his teacher’s long toe, it was like walking on top of a wide fleshy hill with long drops to his left and right, if he walked too far on either side he would surely stumble and fall off the toe. Still, Jake pressed on, being no bigger than an ant, Ms. Turner’s foot was so massive that Jake felt like he was in heaven. The vastness of space before him that was the top of his teacher’s foot, was so spacious that Jake could just build a house on it and live there forever. To live the rest of his days as a speck on a beautiful woman’s foot, Jake felt oddly contempt about that thought, there are worse ways to live he thought to himself.
Unexpectedly, Jake tripped over a wrinkle on the giant toe, it was like a rug crumpled up instead of lying flat. He fell face first onto the flesh and his body started to roll to his left thanks to physics. Quickly, Jake tried to grip onto the toe flesh not wanting to fall off the toe. His body managed to stop, his arms and legs spread apart, desperately clinging to the right side of Ms. Turner’s right big toe. Jake then stupidly decided to look down at the dark space between his teacher’s giant toes, if he fell between there, Jake didn’t know if he could get himself back out. After a short moment, Jake started to feel himself slipping down the toe. Jake would have none of that as he began scaling the toe quickly like he was Spider-man.
Ms. Turner was peacefully finishing up her plans for her classes tomorrow, she checked her watch, almost lunch time she thought. Good, she was starting to work up an appetite from her morning classes. She then felt a small tingle on her toe, but not enough to look at it as she just wiggled her toes at the mild sensation.
Jake had almost made it to even(as even as it could get) ground, when the gigantic toe beneath him abruptly lifted into the air, sending tiny Jake flying up and then crashing back down into the skin of this building sized foot. The toes behind him continued to move up and down like larger than life waves, as Jake couldn’t help but cower and stay low in his newly acquired position. Finally the titanic sized toes stopped, and the ground(Ms. Turner’s foot) stopped shaking. Jake managed to stand back up and get ahold of his surroundings. He noticed that the toe had launched him forward up the foot, well at least there were no backtracks this time, he thought to himself, and then a movement from the sky caught his attention, perhaps he thought too soon.
Ms. Turner’s godly hand was reaching from the heavens again, though this time it was her left hand. Jake stood motionless, watching the hand descend, even though it wasn’t coming for him, Jake still couldn’t move a muscle. His teacher’s big beautiful hand that could shake the world, had Jake so entranced that he couldn’t help but stare. He watched as the almost seemingly leviathan like creature descended to the floor, to the left of both of her feet. Jake realized that she was reaching for her flats as she then lifted them up so effortlessly. It was so amazing to Jake, he could never hope to even budge those building sized shoes at his size, but Ms. Turner lifted them up easily without half a thought. Jake watched as the titanic shoes were being hoisted above him, like two cruise ships soaring overhead, and then he saw the ship-sized shoes enter a frightening freefall, as Ms. Turner’s fingers released the shoes in front of her feet.
A huge gust of wind blew upon tiny Jake as the flats fell through the air and ended with a loud deafening sound when the flats landed on the tiled floor. Such little benign movements to Ms. Turner, were so life-threatening events to the miniscule Jake. She truly was a goddess to him now, he began to wonder about an actual 600-700-foot-tall Ms. Turner, the world at her feet, the ant like people scattering from fear while she just flashes a beautiful smile to her tiny subjects. Would she be a gentle goddess? A peaceful benevolent protector of the world? Or a violent goddess? A wrathful malevolent ruler of the world? Perhaps a bit of both? Yes, a fair goddess who would have fun with the tinies and nurture them but crush any wrong doers and enemies as she sees fit.
Jake was getting another hard on already at the thought of his teacher becoming an all-powerful, gigantic, overseeing goddess of the world. However, that thought was quickly put to rest as Ms. Turner’s left foot lifted into the air so hastily, causing Jake to lose his balance and fall on his backside. She was slipping her left foot into the corresponding left flat Jake would find out. “Shit.” Jake said to himself, realizing that the right foot, the one he is currently standing on, would be going inside the other flat next.
Not wanting to spend, God knows how long, the time stuck inside Ms. Turner’s shoe, Jake quickly got up and took off running toward the base of her foot, up toward her ankle and away from her toes where the flats would enclose. As Jake was running he could feel the foot beneath him move, suddenly his path got steep and he couldn’t help but fall face down on the foot. He could feel the foot being lifted, the force of gravity pressing down on him keeping him against the foot only until the foot stopped, but the stop of such movement, as subtle as it was for Ms. Turner, had launched Jake up in the air again and sent him tumbling backwards towards the teacher’s toes.
“No!” Jake managed to scream out as he was falling backwards towards the toes, his flea like body plummeting down the gigantic foot, like a pebble rolling down a mountain. His momentum came to a slow as he hit her big toenail, his body was still sliding across the hard surface of the toenail however as he tried his best to grip on to the rock-hard surface. Just in the nick of time, Jake stopped himself from falling off the toenail, but now he found himself desperately clinging on to the edge of this massive toenail, like he was hanging at the edge of a cliff. Looking down, Jake realized the toes have reached the inside of the black flat, he quickly brought both his arms up and over the nail, climbing on top of it as fast as he could. Getting his legs over as well, he looked behind him and could see the darkness of the inside of the flat closing in on him, she was putting her foot inside the flat!
Like a bat out of hell, Jake sprinted as fast as he could away from the enclosing doom. He made it off the nail and was running up the toe when he felt something big and heavy hit him in the back as if it were a truck. It was the top of the flat, it had to be, and it was taking him with it, pushing Jake forward before trapping his body between it and his teacher’s foot flesh. Jake was now pinched in between Ms. Turner’s flat and foot, fortunately it was just his legs though, as his upper body had remained free in the open.
Finally, it was lunchtime, Ms. Turner grabbed her pumps and sat them in front of her feet, casually putting them on. She stood up from her desk and started walking toward her office, where she had her homemade salad packed away. She was ready to dig in!
Jake was having a ride of his life, as Ms. Turner’s foot was moving at a very fast pace, up and down, up and down, like a high-speed roller coaster his belly filled with butterflies each time. It was a bit like when he was stuck to the bottom of Jesse’s shoe, but this time Jake wasn’t experiencing excruciating pain, it was kind of fun for him. The huge world around him was moving past so quickly, Jake couldn’t tell where this giant foot was taking him. Finally, the motion came to a stop and Jake was gaining back his senses, he realized they were now in Ms. Turner’s office from looking around at the huge surroundings. Then the ant boy looked up at his oblivious would-be captor. It was like lying next to a skyscraper and looking up at it, only this was a person, a beautiful ginormous living person. Jake still wasn’t used to this miniscule perspective of the world, he didn’t know if he ever would be.
Jake had been watching his giant teacher from the confines of her foot and shoe. She had dug around in a gigantic bag for a moment and pulled out bowl with a lid on it that surprising looked small in her huge hands, it must be lunch time Jake thought. Then she began on the trek back to her desk in the classroom, taking tiny Jake on another thrilling ride.
Ms. Turner had made her way back to her desk, happily placing her bowl on it and taking a seat back in her chair. She pulled out a drawer underneath her desk and grabbed herself a plastic fork among many that she placed in there awhile back. She opened the bowl while humming a tune to herself, and she also made herself more comfortable in her chair, crossing her right leg over her left. The teacher stabbed through the salad with the fork and brought a small chunk of it up to her mouth and gladly took a bite.
The movement had finally stopped, Jake thought it the best idea to wait until Ms. Turner sat back down before trying to free himself, and the moment finally came. Jake started to shimmy and wiggle out of his entrapment, slowly but surely making progress, and then he felt the foot move again. The small island of a foot lifted off the ground for a moment and then settled a bit lower. Jake looked up ahead to see what happened, he figured she had crossed her legs in a sitting position, as her leg was now at an angle as opposed to being near 90 degrees. This was a good thing for Jake, because it meant he could easily walk up the leg now and not have to worry about climbing it like a wall. With an easier path to follow ahead of him, Jake was now trying even harder to free himself, until finally his left foot was free and then his right.
Jake stood up on the foot hoisted up in the air, surveying the venture before him, the path leading up to her right knee. Better hurry before she moves her legs, he started walking up her foot, yet again. Jake had made it up her foot, now walking atop her ankle he could see the bottom of her capris were about a football field away from him, of course that may be an exaggeration by Jake, but considering how small he was on his teacher’s body, a game of football probably could be played here in this space of skin.
Jake was getting closer to the clothing, and closer to getting this giantess’s attention, at that thought Jake started to move up the ankle faster, and then on top of the shin. He was at a decent pace when a shadow surrounded him out of nowhere. He looked up and saw Ms. Turner’s gigantic hand coming right for him. Fear overtook Jake and he went into a dead sprint ahead, the image of the hand, the long reaching fingers, and the massive palm behind them, were all he was thinking about. The fingertips touched down somewhere behind Jake, he didn’t know where, he didn’t want to look, but he heard the impact as well as the nails scratching her skin. ‘Shit! She must’ve felt me moving on her leg!’ Jake thought to himself. That was indeed true as Ms. Turner had felt a mild tingle down on her right ankle and reached down to scratch it with her left hand, such a mild act was hell for the tiny Jake.
Jake was running as fast as he could in the shadow of his teacher’s godly hand, he could hear the scratching going on behind him, and could even feel the impacts, but he somehow remained on his feet moving ahead desperately. He looked up only to see a giant palm fill up the sky like a dome over a stadium, so massive and moving, like a giant monster hovering over a city. Jake screamed as he was almost to her capris, but then the large fingertips were closing in on him, causing the skin underneath him to move so rapidly like an earthquake. Jake could no longer keep his balance as he flopped to the ground, Ms. Turner’s leg skin, and went into a fetal position hoping to survive. The large fingernails came through and scratched all around the area, creating a deafening sound to Jake, who was miraculously left unscathed and untouched by the mega claws.
Ms. Turner, satisfied that the itch was now gone, brought her hand back up and calmly went back to eating her salad. Down below on her leg however, her tiny student got back up on his feet, lucky to still be there and not a bloody smear on his teacher’s leg and fingernails. Having lasted through another giant ordeal, Jake pressed on, though this time more cautiously.
Finally, Jake reached the capris and climbed on to them, looking ahead he knew he still had a long journey to go, but at least it’d be a lot harder for Ms. Turner to feel him on her now that there’s a thick layer of clothing between him and her skin. Jake moved up the leg at a quick pace and after a minute or two he was climbing over her knee where he stood for a moment for a breather. He took in the view of his Teacher’s thick thighs before him, so huge and wide that a whole neighborhood could fit there in her lap. The tiny student started making his way along his teacher’s humongous thighs.
Jake couldn’t believe it, Ms. Turner was perhaps his biggest crush, and now here he was, getting so close to her in ways he never thought imaginable. He is literally walking on her thigh right now getting closer to her hips, yesterday Jake wouldn’t even fathom the events of today, now he was standing at the edge of her inner thigh with a clear view of Ms. Turner’s crotch area directly in front of him. Jake stood there, admiring the view, when the thigh he was standing on started to move unexpectedly. She was uncrossing her legs! Jake was losing his footing, and in a split-second decision decided to leap forward as the thighs below him moved apart. He hit the surface hard, but managed to cling to it, to Ms. Turner’s crotch.
Here was tiny ant-sized Jake clinging to his gigantic teacher’s crotch, with just a couple layers of clothing and panties between him and her comparatively massive vagina. If young Jake were to die today, he’d want to be here afterwards, but with no clothing involved of course. Perverted thoughts aside, Jake looked up and saw a view that only escalated such perverted thoughts. Although Ms. Turner was wearing a loose-fitting top, Jake could see the underside of her boobs so big that he couldn’t see her face at all, as well as her flat toned abs peaking underneath her shirt. He had a big dumb smile on his face for the longest time before he snapped out of it and remembered his mission.
Jake was climbing up Ms. Turner’s massive crotch like a tiny spider, a dumb smile was still plastered on his face, the smell was overwhelming him, and he was admittedly hard as a rock, but he still pressed on climbing up the crotch and eventually reached the belt buckle up top. Jake was small enough to stand up on the buckle with no problem, he looked up and ahead at the seemingly stone-carved abs of his teacher, she definitely worked out on the daily. Then he looked at the flowing fabric that was her shirt, directly above him, that was going to be his method of climbing.
Climbing had never been Jake’s strong suit, hell he was never athletic to begin with, but after today, after being sprayed by that stuff, it was like he was Captain America now, but with less muscles. Jake leaped up and grabbed onto the bottom of the shirt and began his climb, this would take him awhile, Jake was sure. After a few minutes of climbing, Jake had made his way around Ms. Turner’s right breast, surprisingly suppressing his perverted thoughts as he had focused purely on the climb.
After a few more moments, Jake had reached the top of the boob, climbing on over and standing up on the vast oversized bust, he surveyed the view. It was breathtaking, he could see the entire otherworldly classroom in all it’s entirely from this height, it was so surreal because he’s seen this classroom many times, but this time it was like standing up on a mountain looking down a great valley and seeing the entire landscape. Jake was tripping out, then he looked down at the desk where Ms. Turner’s giant hands were typing away at her laptop, her empty bowl pushed off to the side. ‘Oh good, she finished eating’, Jake thought, he didn’t want another mishap like with Jesse earlier, not wanting to be mistaken for a piece of food and be forced to go on an unwanted field trip inside Ms. Turner’s body… at least not through her mouth anyway, as the perverted thoughts struck again.
Jake then looked over the massive bust he was standing on, talk about football fields, this space was massive and appropriately curved. He scanned the cleavage as well, the darkness between her breasts, he honestly wouldn’t mind diving headfirst into that cave, and then something else caught his eye. It was a small heart-shaped golden pendent about four times his size with a thing golden chain letting it hang around her huge neck. Then he continued looking up the neck and reached her gigantic face, even from this angle, she was still so beautiful. “Wow…” Jake said aloud. Ms. Turner was focused on her laptop, completely oblivious of the tiny person standing on her boob.
“Ms. Turner!” Jake yelled in an attempt to get her attention, but there was no reaction from her. “MS. TURNER!!” he screamed even louder. Ms. Turner stopped typing and looked away for a brief moment. “MS. TURNER!! DOWN HERE!! I’M DOWN HERE!!” Jake yelled out as loud as he could. The giant woman looked to her and then her right, she swore she heard something. “IT’S JAKE!! I’M DOWN HERE!!” he yelled again. The teacher shifted her eyes suspiciously, then brought her finger up to her ear to dig into it in an attempt to hear better. “DOWN HERE!!” Must’ve been nothing she thought, as she went back to typing.
It was no use, even from her chest, his teacher couldn’t hear him, he’d have to get closer to her ear. He looked at her right ear trying to formulate a plan, she had her hair up in a loose ponytail, looking more closely he could see some strands of hair falling to her shoulder and neck, that was his ticket for her attention. Jake took his first step on the boob, and another, and to his surprise it was like walking in a bouncy house. He skipped his way up her shoulder until it got too steep, then proceeded to climb the rest of the way.
Jake had now made it on Ms. Turner’s shoulder, getting his bearings together, looking back down was giving him a slight case of vertigo, he actually forgot that he was so high up in the air. He had climbed a mountain, a living, breathing, sexy mountain, but nevertheless, he was quite proud of himself. He had survived many dangers and he was almost to his goal, he sought after the strands of hair, “Just a little bit to go and I can go back to normal.” Jake said to himself as he wrapped himself around the strands and began to climb up.
After a minute of climbing, Jake found himself dangling by Ms. Turner’s ear. Even her ear was absolutely gargantuan compared to Jake’s tiny self. He gulped, kind of nervous about what to say, he had to be careful to not freak her out and cause her to do something drastic. Finally he gathered up the courage and yelled out “Ms. Turner! Don’t be alarmed! But it’s me- AHH!“ Jake was suddenly interrupted by sudden complete darkness enveloping him as he let out a scream.
Ms. Turner was scrolling through her emails, answering those that need answering. Suddenly she heard a buzzing by her right ear that sounded like a voice. “Ms. Turner. Don’t be alarmed…” She heard faintly before she instinctively reached her hand by her ear and gripping it into a fist as if to catch an annoying mosquito buzzing around there. She heard a squeal when she did that and then nothing. She brought her fist to her face pulling the strands of hair from her fingers but keeping her catch in her fist. She stared at her fist for a moment. ‘Weird… that sounded like actual audible words…’ She thought to herself. Finally, she opened her fist palm up, and scanned her hand for what she assumed would be a bug.
There! She spotted it dead center in her palm. Is it a bug? Is it even alive? She brought her hand closer to her face, with that movement the tiny thing started to move away from her face. “So you are alive?” She gently whispered, eyes locked onto the miniscule creature. “Let me get a closer look at ya, little fella.” She said nicely as she brought two of her fingers from her other hand toward the tiny thing, that really caused the bug-like creature to scurry away, but it was no use as her fingers had pinched around the small thing as gently as she possibly could. When she was sure she had the thing firmly, but gently grasped between her fingers, she brought it up to her eyes. Pushing up her glasses with her now free hand, she squinted her blue eyes at the small life between her fingertips trying to identify it. And then it hit her, as her eyes widened, and she gasped.
“Jake!... Is that you?”