Remedy is resting, and you’ve somehow been shrunk and lost within the folds of her giantess bed. You start down by her toes beneath the sheets, watching her gentle movements until the covers shift and reveal her entire resting form. You want to get her attention, so you begin your long, perilous climb toward her face.

You step onto her toes and make your way up her smooth leg and thigh. She doesn’t stir, which is probably for the best—one careless roll and you’d be crushed beneath her. You cross her hips, listening to the steady rhythm of her deep breaths, then climb onto her shoulder. Still, she hasn’t noticed. You scurry down her arm to her hand, hoping she might feel you on her fingers. Nothing. So you climb back up, slip through her hair, and reach her ear. You let out a desperate l*ttle yelp, and at last—she hears you.

Her lashes flutter, and her hand instinctively rises to her hair. Her giant fingers find you and lift you up to her face. Bleary-eyed, she blinks. “Am I still dreaming?” she murmurs before realizing you’re real—a tiny shrunken man right in her palm. Her tired surprise turns into a delighted smile. She thinks you’re adorable. You shout up to her, your tiny voice full of excitement. She brings you close to her ear. “You want to play in my belly button?” she teases with a smirk. “Well, sure... that could be fun.”

You stand upon her soft stomach near the edge of her panties, feeling her breath move you up and down. Her tummy rumbles faintly—hopefully not for you. “Well, what are you waiting for?” she says playfully, before picking you up and pressing you gently into her warm belly button. You melt into the embrace of her skin, surrounded by her heat and heartbeat.

After a while, she laughs softly. “You’ve had your fun—now it’s my turn.” She drops you into one of her socks, and to your alarm, starts slipping her foot inside. The view fills with her enormous sole and the green shimmer of her pedicured toes. You brace for pressure, but she’s careful—she just wants you nestled between her toes. You settle in, and she giggles at the tiny tickle. “Well, I hope you’re comfortable,” she murmurs. “I need a l*ttle more rest.”

You sigh and relax, cocooned in warmth. All things considered, it’s not such a bad place to rest—safe, snug, and wrapped between her lovely toes.

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