A guy that loves socked feet

Picture source: @mansock456

Frank was regretting his choice he made. He was sentence to twenty-five years prison time, but his lawyer offered him the plea deal where the prison time would be changed to twenty-five years in community service at the judge's choosing. He didn't want to go to jail and choose to take the plea deal. He now wished he hadn't. He didn't know what community service the judge had chosen for him for the next twenty-five years.

Bryan pulled out his laundry from the dryer and noticed that several socks were missing. He thought he had put all of his socks in the laundry bin. He never counted his socks when he put them in the washing machine. He wondered what was happening with his socks. This had been going on for a solid two months. It was so bad that he was buying new pairs of socks every two weeks to keep up with the missing socks.

Bryan knocked on his roommate's door to ask him if he knew anything about his missing socks. He was shocked when he opened his door. He saw Dan sniffing one of his socks and jacking off at the same time.

Dan was in ecstasy and forgot to lock his room door when he saw Bryan open it after knocking several times. The odor from his roommate's socks was so intoxicating. He couldn't get enough of it. His favorite to sniff were ones that he wore for at least three days. The ripe odor smelled so good. He would steal socks from Bryan's laundry bin when he was locking and keep them to sniff and jack off to. He now saw that the was caught by the expression on Bryan's face.

"So this is what's been happening to my socks?!" Bryan yelled at him. He grabbed it out of Dan's hand. "You have been using it as some sort of toy to jack off with. Really dude?" He spoke, still shocked that his roommate was the reason he had been missing socks over the last two months.

Dan got up and followed Bryan out of his room. He had to apologize and explain himself. "I am sorry. But your foot smell is so intoxicating. I love smelling it."

"Still, kind of gross you love my rank feet smell." Bryan stopped for a moment as one question popped into his mind. "You didn't happen to jack in one of my socks you stole, did you?" He hope he would get the answeer no.

Dan hung his head as he wanted to answer and yet he didn't. He just remained silent.

Bryan saw the silence as the answer he didn't want to hear. "Really, dude? In my sock?" He was upset to know that. He needed to teach Dan a lesson about taking his socks and using them as something to jack off to. It was a good thing that he had the perfect way to teach him.

Bryan opened up his app and put in the settings for white socks. He pointed the phone camera at Dan. "Since you like the smell of my socks and feet so much, I think you should experience what my feet do to my socks." He hit the flash option. Instantly, Dan was replaced with a pair of white socks on the floor. He grabbed them up in his hand and felt them. They looked and felt like normal socks at first.

Dan saw the flash and everything changed. He felt flat and empty, yet soft. He couldn't move or speak. He felt a large hand pick him up as though it was nothing. He was being carried somewhere. He was in a powerless situation and at the mercy of Bryan.

Bryan knew it was gym time. He wanted to give his new pair of socks a try. He went to his room and put them on his feet. He saw the fit was just perfect. Not only that, but the new socks were so comfortable. He wiggled his toes in his new socks. "Wow, can't wait to really test you out at the gym today, buddy." He spoke down to his socks as he put on his favorite pair of sneakers he wears to the gym. He left to go to the gym, not giving a single thought about the feelings of his new socks.

Dan loved the smell of his roommate's feet even more. The smell of the rank sneaker felt so divine. The only hard part was being walked on. It was extremely painful. Each step was like a mountain crushing him over and over with no end in sight. Yet, he would bear it, because the odor he was trapped in and on was so heavenly. He never knew that becoming his roommate's pair of socks would feel this good, despite the pain inflicted upon him by Bryan's feet.

THREE WEEK LATER......

Bryan took a quick selfie in the gym locker room when no one was there. He wanted to show off his favorite pair of socks and post the picture online. He had been wearing Dan for the whole week, gym and everything. He was amazed at how comfortable and durable human-transformed objects or clothing were. He had questioned himself earlier during the week whether to change him back or not. He chose the latter for two reasons. One reason was that it stopped him from missing any socks from his laundry bin. The other reason was that Dan really made a good pair of socks. Who would get rid of a good pair of socks they own? The fact that no one would. He decided to keep him this way. Even if Dan didn't like it, he had no choice. He was forever stuck as his socks.

Picture source for all 3: @testosteronefeet

Bryan had recently been promoted to field supervisor over several other applicants in the office. He had heard some were a little upset over his promotion. He had only been in the department six months since the transfer. He had the experience and education to go along with the job he was applying for. Yet, he knew someone who had been with the department a lot longer than him might have been upset over being passed over. It wasn't his fault he was selected. He would find out eventually who vandalized his car.

Several days later, Bryan found out who the culprits were, David and Mickey. Both had been with the department for several years with similar experiences in the field like him, but didn't have the educational background to go along with the job requirements. He could see why they might be upset, but it wassn't right to take it out on him when he wasn't doing the hiring proess.

Having to thoroughly clean his car and feel embarrassed driving around with that on his car was something that really made him angry over the situation. He wanted a small manner of revenge for what they did. He just didn't know how to get it in a way that would be satisfying.

Bryan saw an advertisement of a special magic gem that had the ability to transform things or persons. He then knew exactly what he wanted to do. He bought one of the magic gems online. He couldn't wait to actually try it out.

A few days later, Bryan happened to see both David and Mickey at the gym he goes to often. He happened to have the magic gem with him. It was the perfect opportunity he was looking for. He kept watching them secretly, waiting on them to go to the locker room together.

David and Mickey were done with their session for today. As they were packing their things, they saw Bryan walk in the locker room. They were surprised to see him.

"I know what you two did to my car. That wasn't cool at all." Bryan spoke, concealing the magic gem in his left hand.

"Don't know what you are talking about?" Mickey snickered with a smirk on his face.

"I heard about your car. Anyone could have done it." David added with a smirk on his face as well. "But it certainly wasn't us. You have no proof." He smiled back at him.

"Plausible deniabilty, but I have a soluton to solve that." Bryan spoke as he looked directly at them. He thought about what he wanted them to be. He concentrated on the object while holding the magic gem in his hand.

David suddenly saw the room, and everything grew in size at a rapid rate. Mickey was the only exception. He was shrinking in size just like him. Both looked up to see Bryan smiling down at them. "What did you do to us?" He asked, feeling very confused.

"Yeah, I demand you reverse this right now!" Mickey demanded, feeling freigten of his now miscule size compared to Bryan.

"You both had your fun, now it's my time." Bryan added as he opened up his hand to look at the magic gem. It had turned to sand in his hands. He was slightly confused at what could happen. He pulled out the paper with the rules on it. He now knew why the gem turned to sand. It was only good for one transformation. Also, the transformation would be permanent and long-lasting. There was no way to reverse his revenge even if he wanted to.

Mickey watched as his and David's skin became like blue cloth material. He knew exactly what was happening to both of them. They were about to become a pair of socks. "Bryan, we are sorry for vandilzing your car, okay. Just stop this from happening, please. I don't want to be a sock." He pleaded.

David saw that Mickey had figured it out. He hoped that Bryan would show some mercy.

"Sorry, I can't reverse it. The magic gem makes is permanent and long-lasting. The good news is that you will be so durable that I could wear you both for ages." Bryan paused as he thought about that one fact. "Anyway, I would not want to reverse it if I knew how. You both are getting what you deserve. It wasn't my fault they selected me, yet you took that out on me. So I hope you enjoy my feet. It's going to be your whole world for a very long time." He laughed.

David and Mickey soon found themselves motionless on the locker room floor, hollowed out and just a pair of socks. They couldn't speak in protest, nor could they run away from the giant hand that snatched them off the floor. They were powerless in his hands.

Bryan loved the way the socks felt. Since he had walked to the gym, he decided no time like the present to test out his new socks. He took off his old pair and put on his newly acquired socks. He put his shoes back on and began his walk back home. Each step felt heavenly in his new socks. He wiggled his toes in them with glee. He had the perfect revenge. Even if he did discover a way to make them human again, he would not do so. They were much better off as his socks than as bitter coworkers. He would enjoy a nice scroll back home knowing both Davied and Mickey weren't enjoying it as much as he was. That put a smile on his face.

After four months of seeing his housemates eat up all the food, he bought but never contribute, Kaden had enough. They became lazy and served no purpose in the house. He decided to fix that. He would find a new purpose for them to serve.

He came home from work to find both Felix and Charlie so focused on a game. "I work all day and come home to my lazy housemates who don't add anything to this house." He exclaimed.

"Get off our case, we tried and failed." Felix spoke first.

"Besides, you make enough money to support all three of us. Why should we work? Let's get back to the game, now." Charlie added, ignoring Kaden.

Kaden truly now decided what their new purpose would be. He wanted to make it permanent since Charlie's remark really pissed him off. He went to his bedroom and came out with his TF Ray device. He fired at both of them before they even realized it. He watched as the shrunk in size and took on a form of pair of thick black socks for his big feet. He then deleted their human forms from the device, further making it permanent.

"Since you think I make enough to support all three of us, I think you should show some support as well. You will support my feet." Kaden laughed as he picked up the pair of socks off the floor.

Felix found being a sock scary and disconcerting. He couldn't move or speak. He felt Kaden sliding his foot inside him. With his senses heightened, he could strongly smell the all-day foot odor from his foot. He could taste the saltiness of his foot sweat. He couldn't escape his foot since he was just a sock. He couldn't even squirm in protest.

Charlie detested other people's feet, even those of his housemates. This was a complete nightmare. He was literally wrapped around Kaden's foot. It felt hot and sweaty. It reeked of a strong odor. He wanted to be free of it, but he was a powerless sock. Being walked on was even worse. Each step brought on pain and agony over and over. Whatever surface he was stepping on, he felt it more than Kaden did. He mentally begged him for forgiveness for his comment. He didn't want to support Kaden like this.

Jay has worn them every day since. The worst days were when he wore them to the gym. They were forced to absorb all of his foot sweat. The one thing he didn't do was jack off in them. Both brothers were relieved of that. Yet, every pair of shoes their brother owned stunk horribly. Every day was being trapped in stinky prison after stinky prison. Being crushed under his feet without death didn't make it any better. No matter what torment Jay's feet put them through, they seem to survive intact. It was like their life as socks would never end. That truly made it torment.