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Heaven

Can I be your foot?

I stare at your eager nude body. I giggle as I take my shoe and and sock off releasing my musk. Even from a few feet away you drop to your knees as you smell me. Almost begging for a whiff.

"May I?" You whimper as you prepare for your new position.

I nod as I am still considering how I am going to absorb you.

You grab my foot as started sniffing them, hacking off as you take in my aroma. As you smell my foot, I gently kick you down as I step on your cock giving your a foot job. You moan as my foot massages your cock. Precum flowing out of your tip. "You can't cum. . . " I said sternly. Like an absolute command your cock obeyed me as you felt thw urge to cum but always fall short of finishing.

I ponder a bit of how I want to tuen you into my foot. Moving it up to your chest and pressing it down on you. You moan with joy as a warm sensation fills you. Before the merging process begins I lift my foot up, not feelling this position.

I then flip you over with my foot and step on your ass, digging deep into your asshole. Once again the process is about to start but I pull back once again.

Teasing you like this is a lot of fun, but I know I should give my new servant his reward.

"On all foyrs I commanded."

You get into the position as I give you a kiss on tge lips. I then got up and lifted my foot to yoyr mouth. You began kissing my foot. I moaned in pleasure as this is how I wanted to do it. While you were kissing my toes, I shoved my foot into your mouth. You started to lick my foot. Moaning with every taste I let you have. Suddenly the warm sensation fills you up again. This time a more intense heat consumes your body as you lose the feeling in your mouth. Your body starts to melt as it is absorbed into my foot. You tried to moan but unfortunately your head and throat has already become one with my foot. I continue to suck your body in as I noticed yoyr body no longer obeyed my command and streams of cum flowed freely out of your cock as it is absorbed into me. Moments later your enterire body has merged with my foot. The throbbing of our flesh intensified as my foot turned back to its normal shape.

I lifted you up in your new form to give you a whiff. You kept your old scent in your new body.

"Can't have you smelling like that" I said as I quickly jacked myself off, cumming on you and replacing your scent with mine. Your mind slowly fades as your thoughts are replaced with just desires of serving me as my foot. You feel your new body being wrapped in my sock before being placed into my shoe, where you will spend the rest of your life as just a part of my body.

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So hot and I'm so jealous

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The way I crave construction workers sweaty white socks and godly sweaty feet 🥵🥵🥵

Got caught sneaking around in the construction site’s locker room

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Daddy just got home from the gym and wants a foot massage he hits up his foot fag and within minutes the foot fag was at his door. Brandon walks to unlock the door to let the fag in as he does he nearly opens the door making his foot fag open it as the fag walks in brandon says “cone in fag and come crawl to these strong legs” the fag listens and crawls to his master’s strong legs as the fag was doing so all he could think about was the look of Brandons strong hairy calfs and how his foot would smell. Fresh from the gym warm, moist, sweaty, and rank full of man musk. Brandon takes a seat oh the couch and reclines it kicking-up his big gym shoes in the fags face “take these shoes off and put them up to your nose fag!” The fag quickly unlaces his shoes and slips off the first one slowly “you like how warm they are fag? Thats a real mans feet nice and dirty from the gym!” The fag puts the shoe up to his nose covering his whole face “yah take a whiff” the fag in healed and was hit with a strong sweat smell that made the fag choke. “ alright take my other shoe off and get to work on these socked feet!” “Yes sir” the fag responded. Taking off the other shoe the fag is hit with the strong smell of Brandons smelly socked feet. Brandon starts to make the fag sniff his socks “sniff those rank socks fag I know they smell good to your faggot ass”. The fag continued till he was me with spit from his masters mouth “did I tell you to stop?” The fag says nothing. “So you like ignoring daddy?” The fag says nothing. “Ok” Brandon says as he gets up and walks away. For a few seconds the fag was confused the was hit with a strong punch in the back of the head “so you wanna ignore me huh fag!” As he drags the fag by his hair n slaps him “you don’t like when I spit on you but you like the rank feet?” All the fag is thinking while this is going on is “I knew this would get him mad!”

To be continued…

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Sweaty white socks 🥵🥵😍

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Mood AF 🔥🔥🔥💥💥💥

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that shits goooood NoahLemes

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Forced sock smelling

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Such godly feet a hot af story omg

Slip ‘n Slide

(2,000 follower special)

On the floor. Now! Put your face where it feels like it should belong bitch! Fuck, you can’t help doing what you’re told, can you? Good. I could tell by the first message you sent me, you were a needy slut. Message after message, needing validation, my attention. My time. But my time comes with a cost. Now it’s time to pay. Let’s get this done while your mind is horny and numb. Feel your body start to become more pliable. Compressing down, reshaping. Let it wrap around my smelly foot. Don’t resist, just let it happen. Let yourself become what you were destined to be. You don’t need arms, don’t need legs. All you need is an opening for my feet to rest; so open wide and let my foot stretch you out. You don’t need to move, to speak. You just need to exist, to be present. To complete the pair. To sniff and suck for eternity. A simple rubbery form designed to cushion my steps. Covered in a bunch of branding to signify your role as a product, uniform and non-unique. Disposable. A slide.

Size 11. That’s what you are. A size 11, Adidas slide. It’s what your label says. That’s how I’ll refer to you. ‘My size 11 adidas slide.’ What I’ll tell people when they notice you. ‘Yeah they’re new, look well sick, don’t they?’ And no one will question otherwise. No one will ever wonder why you smell of feet, why you don’t move or talk, or why you’re left lying on the ground - it’s just normal. You’re a literal footnote, barely worthy of remark.

No, you don’t belong to me, you belong to my chavvy feet. My toes, my arch, my sole. They own you. And my feet are gonna make sure you know that all too well. Your job is to protect them after all. That’s really the only use a filthy slide like you has. And I wear my slides without socks. How else am I going to make sure you smell like my sweaty feet? My juicy toes pushing into you day after day. Listening as the world goes by without your presence as if nothing had happened. Smelling my intoxicating scent as I hang out. Watching as the floor flies by underneath you while you worship my sole.

You WERE a person - had a name, a personality, and now you’re a fashion item for me to show off. Hate it all you want right now, but it won’t take long until you regard yourself as such too. Your mind irreparably warped by my constant heavy impression. By the bitter, salty musk clinging to your entire length. Soon enough, you’ll be happy to do your job. Feeling privileged for my kindness. Proud of that label sewn into you. That barcode number. Smelling my cheesy boy feet was something I chose for you. It must mean you did something right, right?

And you did. You whiffed my feet and gave up your body for something better. Something smellier.

An assortment of cheap materials. My slide. My latest fucking conquest. Accept my foul foot as your new god and prepare to fucking worship the sweat dripping from it. You’re finished!

Hahaha. Glad to add you to the collection, loser. Why should I ever have to buy footwear when there’s plenty of pathetic foot suckers just dying to stay at my feet. Permanently. You loved sliding into my dm’s unannounced, and now I’m gonna slide my big pungent foot into you. Enjoy, fuckwit. I know I will.

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🚫❌🛑 you walk into the room and open your girly mouth to greet him 🫸🏻🙅🏼‍♂️🤦🏼‍♂️

✅✅👌🏻you crawl into the room silently, remaining on all 4’s and sniff his feet until he gives you an order 👍🏻👏🏻🙌🏻

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Neeedddddd thissssss

Somewhere, semi passed out on the floor, Tyler wearily opened up his eyes to see this giant jock standing over him. He could see he was slightly grinning down at him, himself also looking a bit buzzed. Tyler knew he was some college friend of one of his friends but couldn’t remember his name as they all started drinking during the Halloween party right away, and couldn’t remember if he’d been introduced. He did notice him though weaving in and out of the gathering of friends. Now looking up at him, Tyler wasn’t quite sure what he was doing, but watched in slow motion as the jock lifted one of his shoes up, planting it on top of his chest. He could feel the weight of the slip-on Vans slightly nudge his chest some and Tyler smiled, muffling out,”Yes, I awake… sort’ve.” The jock grinned back and responded to what Tyler thought he heard was ‘are you stuck on the floor?’  Tyler said back wearily,”Yah probably.”  “Yah, good. Better that you stay there,” the curly haired jockey said but Tyler didn’t get what he saying. Tyler watched him open the fridge, grab a beer, and place it on the table. Tyler slowly tried to lift himself up but the jock put his foot back onto his chest, pushing him back down. “No, no, just stay there.” Tyler glanced down at his chest to now see a large, bare foot there. “You gonna let me up?,” Tyler asked.  “I will if you let me see something.” “What?” Tyler asked, opening his eyes wider to try and get a better look at the low 20’s something guy. Before he could get an answer, he watched the giant bare foot lift up off his chest, and slowly descend upon his face. He felt his nose, lips, his entire face smoosh into the sole of the foot. “This,” the college jock responded teasingly and began wagging his foot lightly against Tyler’s nose. Tyler inhaled the foot, sniffing in the odor of feet along with the warm smell Van’s. He swatted at the foot, moving his face against it to get away, while sluring,”What the… foot smells….”  The jock moved his foot down some, resting his toes on Tyler’s chin, and replied back,”What’s that? You like the smell?” The jock covered Tyler’s nose with his toes, flexing them up and down over his nostrils, feeling air being sucked in from between them. “Nooo…,” Tyler responded trying to move the foot away but failing at it. The foot adjusted again, planting itself over his whole face, Tyler looking into the peachy sole, as he lay there feeling vulnerable, but just to out of it to actually get away. He could hear the beer being opened as he casually tried to move the foot away but the foot kept coming back to rest on top of his face. The foot suddenly removed itself as Tyler heard talking just outside the kitchen area and saw the jock reach into the fridge to retrieve two more beers. He watched the giant go out of frame, heard laughing, and tried to sit up. Not a moment went by that his right shoulder was pushed back down to the floor and he was staring up at the college boy again. “What? You’re done smelling my foot? But they love playing with your face.” The foot engulf’s Tylers face again, now rubbing all over his nose, the toes pressing on his nostrils. He hears the jock tease,”It’s Halloween… so… trick or treat, smell my feet. They smell good don’t they?” Tyler moved his face some against the large sole but it was no use. He breathed in its odor and between the jocks toes for several more minutes, understanding the jock was enjoying this playful domination toward him, before the alpa jock removed his foot. Tyler peered up at him looming over him and heard him say,”Ok, ok… I’ll leave you alone. I’ll send your friend in to help you up. My feet had fun though.” Before he left, Tyler felt the toes press down on his crotch area and heard him add,”Oh yah... I can tell you did too. Sniff..sniff."

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Fuckkk I need to be that sock so badly omfg 😍

Your boyfriend left one day without saying a thing, but he forgot you could see all his messages on your tablet. Looking true them you noticed he had a date. furiously you start looking that dude up, once you found him you start ranting wanting to know we’re your boyfriend is, he calmly said he’s with him and if you want him back you need to come over. As you storm inside you see him sitting there, a big strong alpha guy his big feet covered in dirty smelly socks right in your point of view. As you get closer saying you want your bf back he just laughed taking his tn in one hand and your face in the other overpowering you in a second. You can’t stop yourself taking a big sniff as the smell of his tn is so strong, your body immediately starts transforming as you fall in a pile of your own clothes. He takes your clothes and throws them aside, looming over you with his big feet it comes closer as he pushes it in your new sneaker body. Well you wanted to know we’re your boyfriend is now your gonna be together forever!

#picmadebyafriend

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Cant stop won't stop gooning 😵‍💫😵‍💫

'goon over these soles.. i know you want to'

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Tradie feet are the best feet

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Being the slight nerd in the group of your jock friends, you see your buddy Josh slip off his shoe and sock, crossing his bare foot over at you. He wiggles his toes some and slyly looks over at you. You immediately sit on the floorboard of the car and press your face into his bare sole. Sniffing it all over, feeling his toes curl and rub over your nostrils. You breathe in his warm foot odor for a good 5 or so minutes before he removes it and puts his shoe and sock back on. Having a silent understanding from both your jock friends, Josh and Eric, your face has become something for them to rub their feet on. You guess they get some sort of power trip from it but it’s become somewhat normalized when you are around them. Casually on the floor, their feet covering your face, sniffing in the smell, their toes in your mouth, being stepping on periodically… it’s a rush knowing both your jock friends are into lording over you with their feet.