FeetBoys

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Ronny always admired his older brother. He would often go into his room when he wasn't home. A few times, Luke would warn him about being in his room when he wasn't there. It was just that he greatly adored his big brother even though they were only about three years apart in age. He would put things back like normal to make it look like he wasn't in his room at all to make sure he didnt' get caught. But he also had a back up plan in case Luke came home while he was there. He just hoped he never had to use it. It was a risky back up plan.

One day while observing Luke's figurine collection on the shelf above his desk, he heard him coming back home, heading straight towards his bedroom.

Ronny didn't have time to leave before not being noticed by his big brother. Luke had warned him if he caught him in his bedroom without permission one more time.

Ronny took out the blue TF pill and swallowed it. He thought about a pair of boots. He just hoped the transformation was fast acting. He was lucky that it was. By the time Luke push the door open, all he would see was a pair of boots on the floor. He decided as soon as Luke left, he would change back to normal. His big brother would never know.

Luke walked into his room. He had to change clothes. He had a date with a young lady in two hours. He went to his closet and picked out his outfit. He then looked at his shoes to find the perfect ones that would go with his attire. None seem to match. He then noticed a brand new pair of boots randomly sitting on the floor near his desk.

Luke picked up the boots and examined them. "I wonder when I bought these." He pondered. He smelled them. They had that fresh footwear scent. "Looks like I have never worn them. That fresh scent is going to change today." He noticed they would go perfect with his outfit. He placed the boots in an empty shoe box and placed it under his bed as he went to go take a quick shower.

Ronny tried to change back but couldn't. Being in the box prevented him. He quickly realize that Luke would soon be wearing him without even know what his new boots really were. He tried over and over to change back before Luke was done and started getting ready for his date.

After drying off, Luke got dressed. He then pulled the box from under his bed. He smelled the boot again. He like the fresh smell, but like all his other footwear, after one day it would reek of his strong foot odor. He put the boots on his feet and grabbed his keys to go pick up his date at her house.

Ronny was in pain has Luke's feet crushed his insole face over and over with each step. He could feel the hard floor beneath the soles of his boots form. He felt Luke wiggling his toes on his insole face. He felt so dominated by his big brother completely unaware.

"Wow, these boots feel great. I wonder where I got them from. I definitely have to buy another pair." Luke got into his truck as he drove to pick up his date. He especially love the comfort of the insoles. He just kept wiggling his toes on them. He never felt such comfort from a pair of boots before. He thought about wearing them the next couple of days to break them in.

Ronny saw that this was a horrible idea. The pressure of his brother stepping on him was extreme. He could hear the young lady chatting with his brother and them conversing in his truck while he was at the mercy of Luke's feet the entire time. "Luke, I am here on your feet. Can you hear me?! You have to take me off your feet, please!" He tried to say, but no words were vocalized. He couldn't move on his own either. He would only go where his brother's feet carried him.

The date seemed to go on for an enternity in his site, but he was glad when Luke finally came home. Ronny saw he started to smell like his brother's feet already.

Luke took off his boots and smelled one. His odor was already there now. He smiled. He placed them back in the shoe box and back under his bed. He was definitely wearing them tomorrow. He needed to fully break them in for sure.

Three days later, Luke was at a party chilling with his friends.

"Hey, have you found your little brother yet?" Mark asked him.

"No, he went missing about two days ago. He sometimes hangs with his friends though. And he is twenty-four years old." Luke paused. "If I don't hear from him in the next few days, I will be worried." He added. He was used to Ronny spending whole weeks with his friends, so he didn't worry much.

"I am sure he will turn up then." Jason added. "Have you called him?"

"That's the thing. He left his phone in his room. So, I can't call him. But he has done that before too." Luke sounded sure that his brother was safe with one of his friends. There was no need to worry. He continued to enjoy the party in his new favorite pair of boots.

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Greg was worried. He had not seen his roommate Will in almost two weeks. He had know that he went on vacation for a few days, but he was supposed to be back by now. As he was on the couch, he recieved a text from a strange number he didn't recongize.

'Who is this,' Greg texted back.

'Do you know Will?' Greg received back. He thought that was strange. He began to wonder what was going on.

'Yes, I know Will. He is my roommate.' Greg waited for a response. It felt like almost five minutes.

'I have your roommate. Send $2,000.00 to the provide account, and I will return him. If not, he certainly will still be useful.' Greg was confused at what the text could mean. He had to know more.

'What do you mean useful?' Greg texted back in response.

Greg recieved a picture in the response of a guy posting a picture of his socked foot, along with a video of Will being shrunken and reshaped into a pair of socks that looked just like the ones on the guy's foot in the first picture sent.

'He has been a great pair of socks. Like I said, send $2000.00 to the provided account, and you get him back. Otherwise, he remains in my sock collection.' Came the response after the picture and video.

Greg watched the video again and again. It was definitely the same pair of socks from the picture. His roommate was stuck as some stranger's pair of socks. He began to questioned what he should do. He didn't know how Will got himself in that situation. And that was a lot of money to send to some random stranger to get his roommate back. But he needed to make a decision. He text back his response.......

"Yeah, the irony of it is that they are, just not the way they had anticipated." Drey said next, feeling his swim wear squirming around his waist. It was their own fault that they ended up as swimwear, he thought to himself.

"The best part is we get to decide if they stay this way or resume their humanity once the weekend is over." Pete added to the conversation. He himself wanted to keep the one he was wearing. The loser did make an excellent pair of swimwear. All the squirming he was doing ever since putting him on felt so good. Even the thought of wearing him at a pool party kind of excited him.

"What do you say we do, Pete?" Allen asked, knowing full well what he would want. The last time he asked him that question, all three added a new pair of shoes to their collection. Sad thing for those losers, was that they were still shoes after four months.

"You guys can decide independently what you want to do with your swimwear, but as for me, all the squirming this guy is doing made up my mind." Pete paused. "I am keeping him like this. He will make a great addition to my collection, especially at a pool party." He laughed as all the other two joined in.

"I think you have the best idea." Drey said, now feeling his swimwear squirming around his waist even more than earlier. "No one is going to know they are missing. And only the three of us would know there whereabouts if someone does report a missing persons." He added.

"It's agreed then. These three get to hang out with us every time we come to the beach, such lucky losers." Allen spoke while the other two laughs at his comments.

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Tom was so excited. He had been chatting with his Dom for over a month. Kenny finally agreed to let him come in person at last, but there was only one condition. Kenny was going to tell him the condition when he arrived. The deal was that he he had to agree to abide by the condition regardless. Tom wondered what it was, but at the same time it didn't matter currently. He was getting to serve his Dom in person at last. He took a couple of days off from work for the trip. He was told by Kenny that he was to take a train and he would pick him up from the train station. Tom obeyed the instructions from his Dom.

When the train arrived at it's destination. He gathered the one bag he was told to bring with him and exited the train. He saw Kenny waiting for him. He approached. "Hi Sir."

"Follow me." Kenny instructed as Tom followed behind him submissively. When he got to his car he turned to face him. "Now kiss my shoes for gratitude for being here." He smirked.

Tom got on all fours and kissed his Dom's sneakers several times. As soon as Kenny opened the back door, he got in the car. It was a silent trip almost all the way to his house.

"Can I know the conditions now, Sir?" Tom got to courage to ask. He really wanted to know exactly what he had agreed to do.

"I will tell you when we get to my place," Kenny paused. "Besides, you agreed to it before even knowing what it is So it doesn't matter at this point to tell you yet."

As soon as Kenny pulled up into his garage. He got out of the car and opened the back door. "Come, it's time for you to know now." He instructed.

Tom followed Kenny inside the nice house. His Dom instructed him to get back on all fours and lick his sneakers. He did as he was told without question, even though the leather tasted nasty and was in need of cleaning. But at least he was serving in person at last.

"How long did you take off, boy?" Kenny asked as he watched his owned sub clean his sneakers.

"Just two days. I don't have any other leave time left, Sir." Tom paused between licking his Dom's sneakers. "I have to be back to work the day after tomorrow." He added.

Kenny opened up the app on his phone. "That isn't long enough for what I have planned." He pointed the phone camera down at his sub and hit the flash option. A pair of Addias now appeared on the floor where is sub was. "The condition was to be my new sneakers, boy." He smirked as he picked them up off the floor and went to his bedroom.

Tom wanted to worship his Dom's feet, but never imagined he would literally be sneakers. If he had known that part, he might not have readily agreed before hand. "I hope just for the two days, Sir." He mentally said, but no vocal sound came out. He couldn't even move on his own. He was stuck in this form.

"Time to break you in." Kenny tried on his new sneakers. They felt so good. The level of comfort from the insoles were great. He wiggled his toes in his new sneakers. "This is awesome. I am loving my new sneakers." He spoke to himself.

Tom saw his Dom's feet resting on his insole face, pressing down with each step. This was a bit too much for him. It was painful having his face crushed under his feet each time. He could feel whatever surface his Dom stepped on under the soles of his sneaker bodies. He wanted to worship his feet but not like this. He just hoped the next day he would be changed back. He needed to report back to work.

Nine days later, Tom found himself worn each day under his Dom's feet. He now reeked of a strong foot odor of his Master and Dom. His insole face had completely molded to his owner's feet. He soon became numb to the pain of being crushed each day. He had given up hope of ever seeing his human life ever again after the fourth day of being sneakers. His Dom had stopped speaking to him after the third day and just treated him like common footwear. It was only supposed to be foot worship for two days. This had been way longer than that. He had not anticipated this

"It has bee over a week now. It was only suppose to be a couple of days. Please change me back, please......" Tom mentally pleaded, hoping his Dom would show some mercy of letting him go.

Kenny enjoyed his new sneakers. They were a great addition to his collection of subs he turned into his sneaker collection. He couldn't wait till the next sub decides to fall into the same trap. He could use another pair of human transformed footwear. He looked down his sneakers which had been broken in nicely.

"Look at you down there." Tony smirked. "Time to pay your portion of the rent now." He wiggled his toes in Henry's face. "Or should I tell our friends how you live here without paying normal rent." He suggested.

Henry didn't want the others knowing about the secret arrangement. He started massaging Tony's feet and sniffing his socks. He showed that he was hating the arrangement, but secretly, he loved it. Being Tony's foot slave became his life after initially hating it. Tony promised to keep the arrangement a secret as long as he was a good foot slave.

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Jake had just finished eating his lunch at his office desk. He noticed that it had a strange taste to it, but he ignored that feeling. Soon, his stomach felt strange. Suddenly, his entire office started to look bigger than before. As the seconds went by, the office got even larger. He then realized that he was shrinking. He didn't know how it happened. He then heard someone knock on his office door. He heard the door open. By the time the person came around his desk, he was a tiny figure in his desk chair. He looked up to see one of his employees staring down at him, smiling.

Nick saw the shrinking powder he had put in his cruel supervisor's lunch had worked. Jake was always picking on him at work, and he wanted to put him in his place in a special way.

"Well, look at you. Not so big to pick on someone now." Nick said as he picked up Jake from off the chair seat.

"Nick, something happened to me. I don't know how it occurred." Jake felt powerless in Nick's hand. He was too weak to put up any amount of strength against his employee.

"I know." Nick smirked. "It was me. Just a little shrinking powder was all I needed." He laughed a little as he placed Jake on top of his desk. He took off his one of his shoes and sock. He brought along with him some tape. "This is going to be so much fun." He smirked as he grabbed Jake.

"Hey, what are you about to do with me?!" Jake asked, not liking the situation. He would often torment Nick at work; he didn't expect this situation to ever occur. He would have been nicer if he had.

"You are about to see." Was all that Nick said as he held Jake up against his foot. He then took several pieces of tape and taped him to his foot. "Time to get back to work, as you always say." He laughed as he put his sock back on his foot and put his shoe back on. He walked out of Jake's office with a smile. He could feel slight squirming in his shoe. It amused him. 'Struggle all you want; you aren't getting out of there until I say so' He thought to himself as he went back to his desk to finish the rest of his workday. No one would even guess what happened to their supervisor, that's for sure.

Jake could barely squirm as the tape held him in place. He was too weak at his current size. As the day wore on, Nick's feet got sweaty in the thick socks. He continued to squirm and struggle, but the tape would not relent. Even if he could be free of the tape, he was trapped inside his sock. There was no escape. "Let me know, Nick. I am sorry, okay. Let me out!" He screamed but saw that his voice was muffled by the sock and shoe. No one heard him at all, not even Nick.

Several hours later, Nick ended his workday. He drove to his favorite gym. He changed into his gym shoes but did not remove his socks. He completely ignored the struggling and squirming of his tiny captive under his foot.

Jake found himself force to endure the constant pounding on the treadmill as Nick started with a nice jog that soon turned into a full running. The pounding over and over under his foot was a foot fetish nightmare. The pain he felt of constantly being crushed over and over was horrible. He was relieved when Nick finally got off the treadmill. All the rest of the time that his captor worked out, he was forced to lick foot sweat and smell a funky foot odor. "Nick, please take me out. I had enough, please!" He pleaded, but still his voice as muffled by the sock and shoe. "Someone, help me, please!" He continued to scream yet no one heard his call for help all the while his captor workout in the gym.

Nick got home from the gym an hour and a half later. He took of his shoes and socks. He looked at the tiny still taped to his bare foot. "How did you like your first day as my toy?" He laughed, wiggling his toes.

"Please, Nick. Whatever I did, I am sorry." Jake pleaded. "Just let me go, I promise I won't be a pain at work anymore." He tried to convince Nick to finally set him free.

Nick just laughed as he knew something his tiny toy didn't know. "The truth is there is no antidote to the shrinking powder. It's your permanent size, my little toy." He paused, with a smirk on his face. "Can't wait to do this all over again tomorrow with you under my foot." He laughed again.

Harvey came home a little tired from work to see Austin, Grant and Carl on the couch gaming. He went and put his things down by the door and just looked at them.

"About time you got home. We are wondering what you will fix for dinner." Grant commented, not looking from the TV screen.

"Yeah, also you will need to buy some more toilet paper. We are almost out again. You really should keep up with household supplies. You know." Austin added to the conversation.

"By the way, you should really ask what we like to eat the most. It's easier to shop that way." Carl commented.

"Wow, I go to work and pay for this play while you three game all day. I get home and that is what I hear." Harvey paused slightly upset. "Haven't you three been looking for jobs yet?" He asked back.

"Yeah, about that also," Grant paused. "The job market sucks. We tried, but we rather game since we stay somewhere rent free." He added.

"Besides, you would never put your friends out on the street." Austin smirked and looked back at the screen.

"What are you cooking tonight anyway?" Carl asked with his feet resting on top of the expensive coffee table in front of the couch.

Harvey just couldn't take it. He gets the same treatment almost every week since after the first month of having all three. Austin was right about one thing. He would never just put his friends out on the street. Yet, he needed a solution to his roommate problem. He couldn't continue with their slackness but for so long. He then had the perfect idea of how to provide a place for his friends and give them some use.

Carl noticed Harvey coming out of the kitchen an hour later with four glasses with soda like liquid in them.

Harvey made sure to hand out the right glasses to the three of them before taking the last one for himself. He took a sip from his glass. "I am sorry, I was so hard on you three earlier. This is my peace offering." He did a toast and took another sip from his glass. He watched as the others followed suit. He waited until all three had completely emptied their glasses.

"Thanks for the drinks, buddy." Carl handed Harvey the empty glass like the others did.

"So, who is cleaning up the kitchen after I cook tonight?" Harvey waited to see if anyone of them would actually volunteer for once.

"Man, you know you always do it. Why should any of us do something you always do." Grant looked once at Harvey and then back at the TV screen while holding the game controller.

This made Harvey even more sure of what he had in mind to do. He took out his phone and opened up the app. He put in the setting for sock. He got in front of the TV and pointed his phone camera at Grant first and hit the flash option. Grant instantly was a sock on the couch.

"Woah, what did you just do?!" Austin exclaimed at seeing Grant just instantly be reduced to a sock.

Before Austin could say anything else, Harvey turned the camera on him and hit the flash option. Austin was a matching sock to Grant. He then quickly switched to a pair of shorts and pointed the camera at Carl.

Carl put up his hands in surrender after seeing what just happened Grant and Austin. "Wait, let's talk about this first." He pleaded but saw it fell on deaf ears as he saw the flash of the camera.

Harvey walked over to the couch. He picked up the pair of socks and shorts. He turned the game system and TV off and went back to his bedroom. He first tried on his new pair of socks. They felt so good on his feet. He enjoyed wiggling his toes in his new socks. He then tried on his new shorts. He rubbed his crotch area in his new pair of shorts. "Simply perfect." He said to himself satisfied.

Austin absolutely hated feet. Being a sock was a complete nightmare. "I am sorry. Change me back now, please. I beg of you." He pleaded. Yet no words were vocalized, only just pleading thoughts begging for mercy to a foot he was wrapped around. He could taste the foot sweat and smell the strong odor coming from Harvey's foot. To him, it tasted disgusting. The foot odor made him noxious. He would puke if he had physical mouth to do so. He felt so powerless and at the mercy of Harvey's foot. He didn't like it one bit.

Grant pleaded over and over, but no vocal words ever heard. He mentally tried as he was forced to taste Harvey's whole foot with no end. He was forced to smell his whole rank foot with no chance of fresh air. He mentally pleaded and begged for forgiveness yet seeing that Harvey didn't hear a single plea. He didn't want this to be his life forever.

Carl found his new view so degrading. He saw Harvey's crotch area of his underwear. His underwear was a little sweaty and musky. Having his face being forced towards that musk made it worse. For his friend to turn all of them into clothing felt horrible. He only hoped that he would change them back soon.

"By the way, your sodas had a special ingredient in them. It was a durability formula. It's supposed to make you super durable to last for an extremely long time." Harvey paused. "You know that means, my new pair of socks and new pair of shorts will last a very long time. At least you still have a place to stay and purpose." He laughed as he continued to enjoy his evening with his new articles of clothing provided by his former friends. He decided he would wear them every day to break them in. That thought amused him.

TEN DAYS LATER.....

Harvey sat in his chair in his bedroom. He had ten days of peace and quiet. Not to mention a clean place as well. He had no annoying roommates just lounging around his place. Instead, he had the best pair of socks he could ever own and the best pair of shorts as well. It was the best decision he could have ever made concerning his former roommates. He was quite pleased with himself.

Jason really didn’t want his coworker to miss out on a much needed vacation overseas. He came up with the perfect way he could come and not worry about paying a single penny on the whole trip.

The night before Jason was supposed to catch his flight, he invited Nathan over for a nice movie night. While preparing a drink from him, he poured in a whole mini bottle of Formula X that he had bought from the website two weeks prior. He served the drink to his coworker afterwards.

Once the drink was completely consumed, Jason high-five Nathan while thinking of blue shorts. In less than two minutes, Nathan was gone and replaced with blue shorts on the floor. He packed Nathan in his suite case with the rest of his clothes for the trip.