WARNING! This story contains Foot and Stuck related themes happening to a Foxgirl, if you don't like that then please do not read.
The walls around her where cold, grey and familiar, she had counted each stone over a hundred times, memorized there placement in the damp dungeon's wall. Jinx had been there for longer than she could remember, the sun seemed like an impossibility as she did her best to kneel, to give some relief to her aching legs. She crouched down as her eyes fell once again to look at her feet pressed firmly to the ground. In that one moment it seemed like there was nothing there and she could just take a step or two even, then just walk out of the door that was right there, the door that was always taunting her. Jinx stretched her toes, the immediate resistance made her scowl in annoyance.
She let her fingers brush over her toes, caressing them as she slid her smallest finger beneath her big toe, feeling the slight bit of underside not covered in the glue, and then feeling the thick glue that held her foot in place. Jinx raised her toes, leaning back on her heels in a way that would have been impossible if the glue on the soles of her feet was not keeping her in place. The strands where thick and somehow still white as the day they had fixed her in place. Jinx slid her hand up the now very familiar glue that she hated and yet had grown attached to in some strange ways. The glue was pulling at the sole of her foot, making her wince as the muscles in her calf tightened up on instinct keep her foot up but even her toned leg muscles weren't enough to stop her foot from snapping back into its familiar place.
Her foot being pulled back in place forced he entire body to bend forward holding herself up in an awkward and vulnerable position that she did her best to quickly recover from just in case that person walked through the door. Jinx's grey and white fox tail flicked back and forth in annoyance and slight frustration. Jinx had not seen or even heard anyone for a long time, she had given up counting the days when she hit twenty and that had been a long time ago. Jinx had been in that dungeon and had struggled to be free for so long that the foxgirl didn't even know if she had anything left in her to struggle anymore. She was staring at her feet, feeling more hopeless as she shifted them to no effort, feeling the glue's fast hold on her feet making her slowly give up on ever being free.
That's when she heard it, someone calling her name, far away in the dungeon that she could barely make it out, someone calling to Captain Jinx, could it be that one of her foxgirl's was still not stuck, that she was still looking for a way out. "I'm in here" Jinx screamed towards the door, her need to be free and to just see someone else before she died rushing back into her. Suddenly she was a ball of energy and she had one goal in mind, freedom.
Jinx started trying running forward, desperately trying to take a step, to see another person’s face, to not be stuck anymore like she knew she was. Still she could feel the glue that held the soles of her bare feet in place stretch and pull her back towards the spot she had been in for so long. Every time her foot left the ground the glue would go taunt, instantly trying to pull her back into place but Jinx was desperate to be free. She screamed and her calf muscles tightened almost painfully as she tried to step forward and maybe see someone, anyone for the first time in so long. The glue was unrelenting and refused to let her move, the strands of white glue pulling Jinx back into place with every attempted step the foxgirl took. Jinx grabbed one of her thighs and started to pull, the skin turning red and her fingers going numb at how hard she pulled at her thigh but it didn't work, the glue was steadfast in its hold on her feet.
She could hear the voice getting closer and she called back even louder, maybe she could get their attention, maybe they could get her free even though so many had failed before. Jinx grabbed her calf, nearly at her ankle and started to pull, her foot came off the ground but like every time she tried before, the thick glue had a good hold on her and it had her stuck in a way that not even her incredible strength could snap it. She pulled at her calf, wrapping a hand underneath the sole of her foot with her fingers interlaced in the glue and she pulled with everything she had left but still the strands of glue would not brake and with every second of her foot off the ground, she could feel the glue pulling her back.
Finally she couldn't hold it anymore and her foot snapped back into place, making a slapping sound as her bare, glue covered foot snapped back against the cold stone floor of the dungeon. She screamed louder but it was clear even to her that the sound of the voice calling out to her was getting farther away. Jinx listened in agony until the voice was gone, until the one that had been looking for her was gone for good. Jinx's breath was labored as she looked at the door that was so close and yet completely out of her reach. She had been overlooked and now she would have to wait until someone else came by the dungeon room. Her chest heave and her thigh and calf ached where there were still red marking from where she had tried to pull herself free. Jinx gritted her teeth as she tried to keep from breaking down at the realization that she was truly trapped and that she would have to wait for someone else so that maybe they could release her from the glue she was stuck in.