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Hi, I love your stories and I was wondering if you could make a transformation story about socks and/or underwear based on these images here. deviantart.com/sebleloot/art/Handsome-men-in-socks-1097214222 deviantart.com/sebleloot/art/Guy-in-white-socks-1103419665 deviantart.com/sebleloot/art/handsome-man-in-white-socks-1090772640
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On a long car journey you need a licking slave
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Request Part 2
Hi, I love your stories and I was wondering if you could make a transformation story about socks and/or underwear based on these images here.
deviantart.com/sebleloot/art/Guy-in-white-socks-1103419665
Henry noticed his boyfriend of five years had been sort of silent the last few days. He didn't talk much with him at all. He was almost giving him the silent treatment. He wondered what could be bothering him.
"What's the matter, Leo? You haven't been yourself recently." Henry asked him, hoping for some answer other than a few words.
"Really, like you don't know?" Leo paused showing some frustration over the question. "So, you really are going to pretend that something didn't happen?" He added, pulling out his phone.
"I don't know what you are talking about." Henry quickly responded back curious as to what Leo was referencing. Leo pulled up a video on his phone and showed it to him. It was one of himself kissing another guy at the club several days ago. He recognized the guy as one of his ex-boyfriends. He then remembered that he had gotten really drunk that night and was making out with his ex before he realized it.
"This was sent to me by one of my friends on the night that you said you was working late at the office." Leo spoke, waiting for some kind of explanation.
"After work late, one of my coworkers invited me out to the club for some late-night fun. So, I was working late as I said." Henry paused his explanation. "I sort of ran into my ex and was really drunk after several drinks. I didn't know what I was doing till it was too late. I am really sorry, babe." He apologized to Leo.
"You should have come home instead of going out to the club. I am still upset regardless of how you end up kissing him." Leo wasn't accepting his apology.
"I really am sorry, babe. Forgive me." Henry spoke, noticing that Leo still wasn't accepting the apology. "Please, tell me how I can make it up to you. Anything." He added, basically pleading for his boyfriend to forgive him.
"Anything?" Leo asked him back.
"Yes, anything at all, just name it." Henry reiterated how sorry he was about the passionate kiss with his ex on a drunk night.
"There is one way to make it up to me. The only way actually." Leo opened up his TF Pro app. "Be my socks for a week and all is forgiven." He added as he put the setting in the app.
"But you promised never to use that app on me." Henry begged, realizing what would happen to him if he was turned into socks. He had smelled Leo shoes before, and it wasn't pleasant. "Maybe something else, baby?" He asked
"It's this or nothing." Leo quickly responded with a serious look on his face.
"Okay, one week." He reluctantly agreed as Leo hit the flash option. In an instant, he was quickly turned into a pair of socks. He felt himself being handled in Leo's hands. Next thing he knew he was fitted on to his boyfriend's feet.
"You feel really good as socks, babe. It will be only for a week though." Leo paused. "Gym time is going to be so much fun." He added and laughed.
Henry spent the rest of the day and night on Leo's feet and was hating it. Being walked on was so painful. It felt like every nerve ending was on fire. Being worn was even worse than he had imagined it would be like. Not to mention that his boyfriend's feet had a little odor on them. He was up close and personal with it.
The next morning, Leo removed Henry from his feet to bath but was put back on for going to the gym. He chose his favorite gym shoes to wear. He sniffed them and the odor strong and repugnant. The thought of Henry trapped in there for the next two hours made up for him having that passionate kiss with his ex. He finished getting ready and headed out to the gym.
Henry thought he was transported to hell. The odor was so strong, if he had nostrils, they were flair up like crazy. The insoles were so worn out that it hurt being crushed up against them. Combined that with the foot odor made it an unbearable prison to him. It wasn't until thirty minutes later that he realized it would be far worse. As Leo began an intense workout, his feet began to sweat. He was literally absorbing all that sweat. He was soon soaked in sweat and musk. He couldn't wait till the week was finally over.
ONE WEEK LATER.....
Leo hit the flash option and saw Henry reformed back into human form again. "How was it like being my socks for a week?" He asked him.
"Horrible. I don't ever want to go through with it ever again. You wore me every day and your gym shoes reek so bad. But at least you have forgiven me now." Henry spoke, feeling relieved his nightmare was finally over. He saw Leo smiling about something.
"Actually, it's not. You will be my socks several times out of the week for the next five years. Then you will be forgiven." Leo spoke ask he hit the flash option on his phone again. He placed the socks back on his feet. "I really do enjoy wearing you on my feet, babe." He spoke as he focused back on the tv show he was watching.
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"that's it Boy, down where you belong, with my socked feet on your back. Wait until we get to the hotel, I'm going to fuck your mouth and cunt so hard."
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Request Part 1D
Hi, I love your stories, and I was wondering if you could make a transformation story about socks and/or underwear based on these images here.
deviantart.com/sebleloot/art/Handsome-men-in-socks-1097214222
Tayon woke up the next morning, feeling refreshed and ready to start his day. He remembered the previous night at the club and how he came home with a special pair of socks and underwear. Two of the guys told him their names, but the third didn't. The last one he found rather rude, so it didn't matter if he knew his name or not. As for the other two, he had completely forgotten their names. Honestly, he didn't care if he remembered them. They were just socks to be worn on his feet anyway.
After bathing, he put on his socks and underwear. He stood in the mirror, admiring how he looked. He saw himself as incredibly handsome, but he looked even better in his new underwear and socks. They felt so good on his body. The socks had the right amount of thickness to support his feet which was a bonus. His underwear was tight around his waist, but yet comfortable enough for him to breath. He rubbed the crotch area of the underwear. He knew exactly where he had placed the guy's face at. For being so rude to him, the crotch area will all he gets to see for the rest of his life. That thought put a smile on his face.
Blake was mentally screaming for mercy being wrapped around the guy's foot. Whatever spell he put on him had worn off. Being a sock on a foot was not something he wanted to be. He couldn't move or speak. He was completely immobilized on Tayon's foot. Any motion would be caused by the motion of his owner's foot. He hated that fact. Being stood and walked on was extremely painful. He had never felt such pain before. It felt like huge boulder crushing him without killing him. It was a miserable existence.
Jason was constantly cursing the guy even though Tayon could not hear a single mental thought. He thought it was cruel of him to turn others into just objects for him to wear on his body. He heard about Blake and that he was s sock just like him. All the anger he had made him forget about the crushing pain he was under at the mercy of Tayon's foot. If he could somehow regain his humanity, he would so destroy this guy, he thought. But he was powerless as he was just being worn on foot without a care from the owner who was wearing him.
Alex didn't know how he should feel at the moment. He really should feel disgusted with the guy, but partly he wasn't. He rather found the guy's dick hot. Being so close to it was kind of enjoyable. He thought of a worse fate than being the guy's underwear and it was being stuck on his feet like his friends are. The guy really did look attractive to him, so being stuck as underwear for an attractive guy wasn't too bad so far.
Tayon finished getting ready for his day and went into work at the law firm. Majority of the day, he was usually sitting at his desk going over case information to be ready for court in about two weeks. He would sometimes think about his socks and underwear. All three were former human beings who now exists as his articles of clothing. He honestly wasn't out at the club to find guys to turn into objects, but they were just too tempting not to do it. Now, it really didn't matter their fate. He was liking his new socks and underwear.
Alex found himself enjoying his situation over the course of several hours while Tayon was at work. He finally knew the guy's name after hearing his coworkers and friends chatting with him. It felt somewhat degrading to hear him talk with others at work as though nothing strange was going on. Tayon was literally wearing another person as his underwear and was acting as though he was wearing normal underwear. But it also showed how much Tayon saw him as nothing but property he owned. Even the little bit of musk and odor didn't bother him. He simply absorbed all of it to keep him dry and smelling fresh. His initial anger against Tayon subsided and he found himself wanting to serve the guy who turned him into underwear without his consent.
Jason thought being socks couldn't get worse. He found himself to be so wrong. The dress shoes that Tayon wore to work smelled so horrible. The odor had completely saturated every surface on the inside of the shoe. The Insole smelled the worse. He could feel the indentions of the insole caused by constant wear on his feet. The toe wiggling was even more torture. It was like Tayon was constantly showing him who was the object and who was the owner. He could barely hear the conversations going on up above him. He wanted to call out for help to others to rescue him from Tayon's feet, but he lacks the ability to do so.
Blake wanted to get far away from the odor he was trapped in. The shoe was like being trapped in a smelly prison with no way out. The insole he was pressed up against smelled worse than the rest of the shoe. He mentally pleaded for some release from the odor. He couldn't even squirm to show his discomfort about being socks. He was forced to absorb all his foot sweat and odor off his foot. This new existence was a complete nightmare.
Tayon returned home later on that night from the office and took off his shoes. He sniffed just one of them and turned up his nose. "That smells bad. Good thing I wasn't trapped in that." He commented about his shoe and then smiled. The thought entered his mind that two former humans were trapped in there all day while he was just working and chilling with his coworkers. He pulled off his socks and smelled them. They reeked of his foot odor, but was amazed at how dry his feet were. "You two truly are the best socks I ever had." He spoke to them. He checked around his waist and discovered the same thing. His matching socks and underwear were just perfect. There was no way he could let them go now. He had to keep them as his property. In fact, he thought he should collect more matching socks and underwear. "I can always use more human transformed socks and underwear." he spoke to his socks.
Blake and Jason mentally cried for mercy, knowing they were powerless to change their fate. Alex was in bliss as he loved being around Tayon waist and up close to this cock. He actually enjoying his new life as Tayon's underwear.
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I know I write a lot of single-story plots that end usually in one post. I have done a series before. I am just curious how many would like me to write more stories that have more than one part.
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Request Part 1C
Hi, I love your stories, and I was wondering if you could make a transformation story about socks and/or underwear based on these images here.
deviantart.com/sebleloot/art/Handsome-men-in-socks-1097214222
Ten minutes later, Alex saw the stranger walking out of the restroom just like before, all alone. Jason wasn't with him either. He could sense something wasn't right about the situation. Both of his friends had chatted with him and disappeared. He decided he needed to know where his friends went.
Alex walked over to the stranger. "Where are my friends?" He directly asked him without a single introduction. He had no intention of falling for whatever he did to Blake and Jason.
"Oh, they are somewhere." Tayon spoke looking at Alex's serious and angry look on his face. "I am sure they will turn up sooner or later." He added, smiling back.
"Cut the crap. Where are my friends? Both were last seen chatting with you and then they are gone." Alex demanded back. He wanted the guy to know he was serious. He didn't even bother to get his name.
"Okay, perhaps I know where your friends are, but I won't tell you here. We have to go somewhere else." Tayon spoke with a raised eyebrow.
Alex didn't know whether to trust him or not, but he was his only lead to where his friends are. "Okay, lead the way, but no funny business." He followed the guy outside and to his car. Once at his car, he was running out of patience. "Now where are they?" He demanded an answer from the guy.
Tayon pulled a pair of socks out of his pocket. "Right here." He held them in front of Alex, looking at this reaction to the strange truth.
Alex was confused and perplexed. The guy was holding up a pair of socks. There was no way possible his friends were a pair of socks. He saw the guy then show the toe end of the socks. One had Blake stitched in it and the other had Jason on it. The more he tried to refute what his eyes were seeing the more he couldn't believe the stranger did. "Is this permanent?" He asked still in slight disbelief about the pair of socks.
"No and yes. No, it's not permanent. I can change them back to normal if I please. Yet yes this is their permanent fate, because I have no intention of getting rid of such nice socks." Tayon put his socks back into his pocket. He looked directly at Alex. "But I could use special pair of boxers for my new pair of socks. You look like you would fit perfectly." He spoke, smiling devilishly at Alex.
Alex suddenly felt strange. He couldn't move or speak. He saw the world around him began to look larger in size including Tayon. He realized that he was shrinking rather than the world changing. He saw Tayon smiling down at him.
Tayon reached down and grabbed the underwear on the ground. He sniffed the fresh scent. He was pleased with the night. He went to the club to hang out and end up going home with new socks and underwear. He placed the underwear on the seat and drove home. He couldn't wait to try on his new socks and underwear.
Alex screamed for help, only for no one to hear his mental thoughts. He knew now that the socks he saw literally was his two friends. Whoever the guy was, he was now their owner. All three were his personal property and clothing.
TO BE CONTINUED....
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Request Part 1B
Hi, I love your stories, and I was wondering if you could make a transformation story about socks and/or underwear based on these images here.
deviantart.com/sebleloot/art/Handsome-men-in-socks-1097214222
Jason and Alex watched as the guy came back from the restroom alone. Blake was not with him. Curious as to where their friend was, they called his cell phone, but it was going straight to voicemail. Jason went into the restroom and didn't see him there.
"Go ask the guy about Blake." Alex suggested to Jason. He nodded back.
Tayon saw one of the other guys approaches who was with Blake earlier. "Hey, have you seen our friend? He was the one talking with you earlier." The guy asked him
"Actually, I don't know where he went. I am Tayon, by the way. If I happen to see him, I will tell him you are looking for him." Tayon spoke with an innocent smile.
"Thanks, name is Jason. May I ask if you are single?" He asked him. heHe saw Tayon nod.
"Your friend asked me the same question as well. We exchanged numbers and he left the restroom." Tayon paused. "I wanted to ask more, but I don't know where he went." He added.
Jason smelled a strange scent. It was something strong, but not too overwhelming. Yet, something about the scent compelled him to keep chatting with Tayon for some strange reason.
Alex watched as just as Blake was chatty with the stranger, so was Jason all of the sudden. He watched as Jason followed the stranger to the restroom just like Blake did.
Jason entered the large stall with Tayon. He looked into his eyes and lost control over every sense of reason. "Knell." Tayon ordered him. Without a second thought, he willingly obeyed him for no apparent reason. He saw Tayon pull out his cock. Without him saying the next words, he put Tayon's cock in his mouth and began to suck it with such pleasure. Moments later, hot cum went down his throat as he willingly swallowed each drop. He felt compelled not to waste a single bit. He looked up to see Tayon smiling at him.
"Your friend made a nice sock for me. Now, I need another one to match the one I have. You will do nicely." Tayon spoke to a now shocked look on Jason's face.
Jason felt like he woke up from a dream. By the time he realized what Tayon said it was too late to react. He was already shrinking rapidly. He tried calling for help but found he had no voice. He lost all mobility in his body as he shrunk in size and became a sock. He felt Tayon pick him up off the floor. He now realized it was a trap. He tried screaming for anyone to hear him, especially Alex. But all there was just his own mental thoughts. He was powerless and trapped just like Blake was earlier as he was stuffed into the guy's pocket.
TO BE CONTINUED.......
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Request Part 1A
Hi, I love your stories, and I was wondering if you could make a transformation story about socks and/or underwear based on these images here.
deviantart.com/sebleloot/art/Handsome-men-in-socks-1097214222
Jason, Blake and Alex decided to go out one Friday night to the club. All three were single men and friends who had a run of bad luck finding the right guy for them. They were particularly out just for some fun and looking tonight, but all that changed when they all saw a handsome stud walk into the club looking hot. All three stop talking the moment he walked into the room. All their eyes starred his direction.
"He is so hot. I got to know who he is." Jason spoke first, still not taking his eyes off the guy.
"Yeah right, I am first to get him. You two need to look elsewhere." Alex spoke next, wanting to get to know him first.
"He is out of both of your leagues. He definitely looks my type." Blake commented. The fact that all three were seeking the same guy was a problem. Only one of them could get him. He definitely wasn't interested in sharing him with the two of them.
"This is an issue. We all want the same eye candy, but only one of us can win." Alex reasoned with his two friends. They needed to come up with a solution that they all could agree on.
"I agree. I propose a contest. The one he likes wins." Blake suggested.
"How do we go about this contest?" Jason asked, curious about how they would decide on how they would make the guy like one of them.
"Simple, we each go have a chat with him one at a time. Whoever he decides to take home wins our friendly game." Blake suggested the rules. A three had fist pump to agree to that rule. Since Blake came up with the solution, he was up first.
Blake walked over to the guy. "Hey handsome." He spoke with a friendly smile. "I am Blake, haven't seen you here before." He started the chat.
"Name is Tayon and you are handsome too." Tayon smiled back.
Alex and Jason watched as the guy and Blake continued to chat. They saw them laughing together. They saw a couple of drinks be given to them. After fifteen minutes, both Blake and the guy walked towards the bathroom. They were now curious as to see if Blake had won their contest without them even playing.
Blake followed Tayon into the bathroom and into one of the big stalls. "On your knees." Tayon told him. Blake felt so compelled to obey him. He got to his knees before him. He saw Tayon pull out his cock. "Suck it, boy." Tayon said to him. Again, it was like something was overriding his own will. He began to suck his cock. The more he sucked the harder it got. After a while, he felt hot cum touch his tongue. Tayon didn't even have to give him a command. He automatically started swallowing every drop. He suddenly felt strange. Something was happening to him. He started to shrink in size as Tayon zipped up his pants. He started to scream for help, but no sound came out of his mouth. Within seconds, Tayon was giant size. His skin changed color and became like cotton. His body morphed, and he found himself completely immobilized and voiceless. He mentally panicked over the situation.
Tayon picked up the sock. "Nice, very nice. Now I need a matching sock to go with you." He put the sock in his pocket and walked out of the stall.
TO BE CONTINUED......
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Hi, I love your stories and I wanted to know if you could make a story about a transformation into socks during a football match based on these images here. deviantart.com/sebleloot/art/sportsman-in-socks-1103040164
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Hi, I love your stories. I found this image and wanted you to see it so you can use it if you want. deviantart.com/kng79/art/Sweaty-gym-feet-1103149147
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New Update
I am still dealing with the health issue with my loved one, but as you see I try to write some whenever I can. I appreciate the support of those who have left a comment and reached out to me in this time. On a side note, you can still send me request. I will get to each and every one of them in time. Some of your requests have been very fun to write, actually. Also, if you send a request in another language other than English, please provide a translation for me so that I can understand what kind of story you want.
Again, I, as always, say, I really do appreciate all of you, whether you actively follow me, just like my posts, or share my posts on your blogs. I love all of you. ❤️ 💙 💜 💖 💗
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