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"Hey. I'm back," Azure said as he pushed through the oversized door. From below, you looked up at the dragon, fresh off a workout. His clothing was soaked, clinging to his scales like he had walked in through a monsoon. But in reality, the dragon was just perspiring heavily in the unusually warm weather, compounded by an intense routine of weights and cardio. Even before his workout, the attire clung tightly to his carefully-sculpted body. Now, drenched in sweat, he had to practically peel off his shirt. The shirt was tossed in your general direction, causing you to flinch. The shot was intentionally short, but just the weight of the dragon's top would have knocked you to the ground. Such is the life of being a micro hanging out with a dragon.

"You really should join me for a workout one of these days, speck," Azure teased, sitting down on a chair near you and propping his feet up nearby. From your perspective, each foot looked like a high rise building in its own right. You could comfortably fit under the arch of his black-soled shoes, even if you stood up and his feet were flat to the hardwood floor. Given the dragon's larger-than-life size, his feet required just as monstrous shoes. He never gave away the exact measurements; he just teased foot sluts like yourself by saying they were at some size over an 80 and at least triple extra wide. You could just imagine the inside of those shoes as a cathedral to his feet, for as large as they would be to you. Not that he gave you many chances to get inside, as he knew you'd probably never get out again and he might not notice you in there either.

Though after a few moments of teasing you with that view, Azure reached down for his shoelaces. "I should really start getting comfy, shouldn't I?" This was the thing you'd been waiting for. The shoes came down on the floor, one on each side of you, with the dragon looming directly above. The outer sole of the shoe alone towered above you. The laces of the right shoe, each nearly thick as you were tall, were undone by fingers that you could easily lie across the tips of. A few moments of effort finished undoing the knot holding those shoes in place, a task that would have taken you hours, if it could be done at all by someone of your stature. And then, the dragon grasped that running shoe by the heel and pulled his foot out, revealing that in all its glory.

The dragon's socks were originally grey on the soles, though some wear had worn the most-heavily trod upon areas down and left them a much darker shade, closer to the soles of the black soles of the feet contained within those socks. Despite the grey-on-black, you could see the socks were soaked, just like the rest of the dragon. Within that cloth, the dragon flexed his toes, letting his foot air out in your midst. The scent was strong, permeating the air around you. Just having that sock nearby made your fur feel slightly damp as the humidity rose. Azure set his foot down next to you, a few of your steps away from it, so you could more fully appreciate it. He didn't say anything as you moved closer and placed a hand on the damp fabric. Even that first touch left your palm damp, as if the sock itself had struggled to maintain the dragon's perspiration and the fabric were ready to release any of that strain.

While you were fixated on the dragon's right foot, he finished removing his left shoe, letting that foot relax as well. He gave a contented grunt and leaned back, causing his feet to raise up onto their heels and giving you a view of the socked soles once again. Except now, you could fully appreciate the way they loomed above you. Even that brief time the feet spent on the floor had left a damp footprint upon it, which you could now step into and get a sense of just how easily you could disappear beneath his steps. Even his smallest toe could squish you, given that you could lie down in the print it had left behind and not take up even half its space. But to see the dragon's entire foot, you had to take several steps back, just to see his toes beyond the ball of his foot. The gap just below the dragon's toes was clearly visible, as the one spot not stretched with the effort of keeping such a mighty foot in place.

Azure sat up and looked down at you again. He grinned deviously as he noticed you staring up at his foot. "Don't run," he said firmly, before he started to lower his foot directly onto you. It was like seeing a Manhattan city block coming down at you, except this was the sole of a man that was intent on ensuring you were pinned underfoot. The dragon's toes bumped you onto your back, before his foot again settled onto the ground. You were held horizontally beneath his toes, in that one safe space you'd observed earlier. In the darkness beneath his foot, you could just barely make out the outline of his largest toe in the distance. He'd kept you right in the middle of those toes as he let his foot settle down, keeping you as far underfoot as possible. You were trapped there for as long as the dragon willed it. His toes flexed again, squeezing at you and letting you experience the same thing his shoe's insoles had to deal with earlier. Weight that you could just barely manage to withstand, intensifying heat and dizzying humidity, and a scent that made you swoon. It was a fabric prison you were blissfully trapped in for as long as the dragon willed it.

There was really no sense of time underfoot. It may have been a few minutes or an hour before the dragon decided to move. He didn't announce this action in any particular way. You only felt the dragon's foot bearing down upon you with a twist, which soon caused one of your legs to get caught in the woven fabric. There was barely enough time to grab on with both hands as the dragon walked off to do some other things around his home, with you in tow beneath his toes, getting walked on as if you weren't there at all. His toes bore the brunt of the weight so you didn't have to, but you were still carried around beneath him. As much of a dream as this was, the intense movements were more than your tiny body could readily bear. After several brisk steps, you blacked out from the G-forces wearing you down.

When you woke up later, you were still on the socks, but the dragon was no longer wearing them. He'd simply left them on the floor so you could wake up on your own time. It was dark outside when you came around. How long had you been out? Still, taking the rest of the night to enjoy being on such a massive sock couldn't be a bad thing, could it? You sprawled out and went back to sleep again, basking in the lingering scent of the dragon's footwear as you experienced some further, highly pleasant dreams.