Awaiting the next command from my cinnamon goddess,
Ready to service her and her stable as she deems fit;
Believing each success brings her happiness.
Yearning for the final reward, wherein she shall
Deluge my senses from within her inner core, the
X factor in my submission to her -
Xenephobe happily escaping under her enveloping alabater globes...
X marks the spot!
Okay going to enter the story in pieces as it limits the characters I can submit here and I cannot seem to be able to email you...so here goes
ReplyDelete"Well if this is what you really want" She said with a bit of an amused look.
ReplyDelete"However there has to be something in it for me" and she laughed and I felt myself getting smaller and flatter all at once. I tried to talk, but it was like I was being choked, so I tried to scream and it seemed as if a massive pressure was on my chest... I saw her reach down during the process and grab something and her voice now way up above me and distant said:
"I don't think you will be needing this anymore." and I felt a stabbing pain in my crotch and then everything went dull.
Laughter echoed all around me and I heard voices, this is the next thing I remember. I tried to turn my head towards the sound but my head would not move. I attempted to push myself up, but my arms were fused to the floor of where-ever I was. Then I thought back.. I volunteered to be the insole of Darby's left shoe, but it was a fantasy something that is not possible I must be dreaming. I tried to move again, the only thing I seemed to be able to do was focus my vision, I could see light towards where my feet should be... but the light was coming from above, the same place the voices and laughter were coming from. I started to yell for help and I did have a voice but I don't think it was enough to overcome all the talking way above me and outside where I was trapped. I yelled and screamed but nothing happened, in face some music started and the talking and giggling grew louder, sounded like more people. The whole floor around me seemed to vibrate... I tried to focus my vision I could almost see outside towards my where my legs were and up above them was a opening... it looked like the bottom of a table with a leg going up, beyond that I could see lights... then I realized it was a dance floor off in the distance. Just at time I heard the scraping and a chair was pulled out and I heard Darby's voice...
"I never dance with heels on but maybe I should have, that dance floor was sticky...I think someone dropped their drink out there." Another girl answered her, "Yeah it's making everything stick to my feet, yuck."
"Well I have a early day tomorrow so it's off for home, will see you later."
Darby reached under the table and grabbed her shoes, first she slipped into the right one and then reached for the left.
"No, help, can you hear me down here!?" I screamed as I saw her massive from my perspective, fingers over the side of the shoe.
"Well well, looks like someone has woke up ...or now not someone, something."
"Thank god you can hear me, what do you mean something? I am still Leo but I am trapped here not completely sure what is going on."
"Oh you started as Leo, someone, but now you are something, not someone." and she started giggling down at me.
"Yes I'm still myself, please I cannot move it's making me crazy, get me out of here." Instead of helping she just winked and said.
"I don't need to waste my time arguing with an object, this should prove the truth of my statement and the error of your thinking you are a person anymore." With that Darby stood up to a height that made her look like a Giantess to Leo..and grabbed the end of her left shoe with her stocking toes and pulled it back towards her. She then began sliding her foot into her shoe, a simple action for her but a incredible result for Leo.
I could not fathom what was happening, the whole shoe creaked and vibrated me all through my body, as I saw Darbys face way above me disappear as the shoe was dragged closer to her and the angle changed so now I could only see her toes grasping the back of the shoe and beyond that the top of her foot and her ankle. Then her foot started entering, I could see bits of lint, and dirt and specs of what looked like rocks to me but was just dust clinging to the the bottom of her stockings. As her foot slide in I'm sure I was seeing a sight now man had saw before...through the nylons I could see the patterns of her toe-prints and bits of dried skin sticking out like daggers, I realized how small and low I was at this point. The light became dull as her foot slid into the shoe and over me... a musky smell overcame me as the light was gone and I felt my chest compress... I could not feel my pelvis, but my legs and arms felt like they were being crushed...then her toes twisted and settled on my face.... it was cold and clammy at first..then it a loud slam and I thought my nose had broken. I could feel warmth as I started to spasm against the bottom of her toes...gasping I felt her toes flex and scratch against my insole face and then lift up. They slammed down again my nose felt like it broke and my face seemed to heat up and form all around her toes... I screamed and felt this over-whelming claustrophobia and need to get out I tried to flail, to move around but her foot just molded around my body and I screamed and panic set in, Then I heard her disconnected voice from outside the shoe.
ReplyDelete"Guess what? I am talking right now while I am leaning down towards my left shoe, do you feel like a person now? Can you say anything now? Can you walk out of here with me like a man, a real person or will you be walked on by me on the way out of here, like an insole, an object? I know you cannot answer me now because you have something... (giggles) more pressing to deal with." With that the pressure actually decreased, and it felt like my nose healed and my legs and arms and chest felt better and I gasped for breath, maybe this was all going to be over. But just as suddenly a loud "Clack" echoes through me and it seemed as if my head was slammed under a ton of sandbags, I screamed but was soon gurgling on my own blood as her toes twisted and flayed off my insole face. Just as suddenly the pressure lifted and I felt myself heal immediately and everything seemed to be...."Slam" and this time I could actually feel the grime on her nylon from the dance floor being forced into me as her toes twisted and smashed my insole face and body yet again.
A stunningly beautiful woman says goodbye to one of her friends and then starts to leave a night-club. Her heels click and clack off the floor as she walks towards the door. To all observers just another woman leaving the club, simply walking away. But inside her left shoe it is a very different reality occurring. She makes her way home.
By the time she made her way to her car and then into her Apartment, Leo had experienced his first short walk as the insole of Darbys left shoe. She at on her couch and kicked off her shoes.
The pressure release and the air hit me, but not after the sticky nylons clung to my face and body and as she slid her foot out the nylons pulled and slowly peeled away from the insole of her shoe. I could not stop crying and trying to scream though my voice was raw from screaming everytime her foot slammed down taking a step.
Wow, he is a crying blubbering fool, that was just a short bit of walking she thought what a life-time like this would do to him?
ReplyDeleteI wanted to be a man, I would not be broken like this...but all I could do was sob and gasp and then demand to be returned to normal once her foot was out of the shoe again. "Get me out, oh my god, please everything hurts except...except...oh my god.."
"Except this? She grinned and held up what looked like a big dildo
"What the fuck, that is not..."
"Oh yes it is, it's not yours anymore though, it's mine now." Saying that she laughed hysterically and then finally after a bit of laughing, just looked down at her shoe and sighed.
"Wait, that was not part of the deal, I wanted to be your insole, not lose my privates...and I've changed my mind about the insole part, I do not want this...it's not right, it hurts and I want my life back." Leo said this and she could hear the panic and pain in his voice. But she did not miss a beat as he had begged her for this for some time and she was so sick of his constant demand to be her shoe insole, and now he was and he was not happy.
"Oh this is your life!" she said with a petulant smirk forming on her goddess like face. "And this," holding up the dildo, "Is now mine and not part of your life anymore."
"Why would you do that, it's bad enough I'm the insole of your shoe, but take my man-hood away?"
"I had to do it, to be safe." she said.
"To be safe, what the fuck how does that make things safe?"
"Okay Leo you are going to pay for that language, but since you asked about the safety aspect of this all...well what if I donate these shoes to Career Closet for Woman? I can't have some unsuspecting woman having the bottom of her foot assaulted by this thing that was yours. Imagine how terrible that would be, no no, now you are completely harmless and safe to be walked on by any girl out there should that end up happening."
"No...no noooooo... donate me? I'm not an object I'm a person...." She cut me off.
"Do we need to go though another walk again Leo? Do you feel like a person? In fact I think we need to drop the Leo and call you... Insole from now on." Whoever heard of a woman's shoe having a dick?" She laughed.
I felt waves of humiliation going through me as I listened to her reasoning, I became at that moment also acutely aware of bits of dust and lint drying onto my face. The throbbing from her walk was starting to ebb and I could feel my whole body inflating, back to the condition I was in before the walk. But in light of the turn of the conversation it did not make me feel much better as I stared out of the toe section of the shoe up and out towards her stunningly beautiful face way up above me and out in the real world. She spoke.
"But there is one small reprieve you might, and I say might have. This button here. You will always be an insole, it's irreversible so stop begging to be changed back, but this button could give you release if I was so inclined." She smiled, a big and from my perspective, very big toothy smile.