Stuck with John

You make the tough decision and walk up to his behemoth foot. You approach his long toes and smell a very slight odor. You touch his big toe and its soft under your touch. His toenail is just around your head level. You ouch his toe harder. John yanks his foot up suddenly, you get stuck between his large toes as he brings his foot to his face.
"What was that?" The massive teen questions. He then leans in and sees you between his toes, his large fingers gently pull you out and he places you on his hand, "what happened?"
You shrug as you don't know. John leans down to you, his morning breath washes over you, wafting past you and warming you up. You crinkle your nose at the smell.
"Huh? What's the face for?" Your friend questions, as he talks his hot breath clings to you.