Chapter #21Here, Kitty, Kitty! by: Unknown You missed Kitty Pryde, you used to go to school with her. You two had a great relationship, you and her were great together, inseperable. You were even voted as "Most likely to get married after H.S". See, you two grew up together as kids and that was when you was almost like a brother to her. You learned a lot from her; one thing that was very memorable about her was the fact that she loved going barefoot and that she hated to wear anything to cover her feet. In school, she would remove her shoes and play with them throughout the entire day, walking around the classroom with nothing but her socks (of course being asked to put them on). She would even take off her socks and walk barefoot like she was at home! If fetishes wasn't given during birth, she was the one that made it happen.
Adolescenes you was growing a crush on her and you were certain that she had a crush on you. During your freshmen year in high school, that's when she started developing. Not only was her body changing, but she was taking care of herself but kept the same quirky actions as when she was a kid. She got pedicures a LOT, you knew since she would always take you and persuaded you into getting them. She always had her toes painted, hardly ever chipped. They were perfectly, evenly shaped. Nothing was stubbed or unpleasant to look at. Funny thing, beginning of the year she didn't know about your fetish. You kept it a secret, not wanting to creep her out (not that a fetish was creepy). She played some sports and would complain that her feet would hurt so after you finished waiting for her, you would give her a foot massage (which she always was up for), she would ask you to smell her feet if she had a fear that they smelled, etc. However, you never was able to do any toe-sucking or licking or anything around that. How did she find out? The time she found out was the time that she found you sexually arousing and you two almost became a couple.
That day you were around a whole lot of feet and she had came back from the nail salon, fresh with a dried pedicure with your favorite color and a toe ring. When she was ready for her weekly foot massage, she found that you had a boner and placed two and two together. She asked about your fetish and was about to let you go wild [along with other things] but her father had called her home so you had to cut it. Tomorrow, OK [her words]. Tomorrow, no, since she was undergoing some changes. She was out from school for two days and you was out for school for another two days and by the time you two met eachother again was the day she was moving. You were heartbroken and she left you with a kiss on the cheek and her long, tender, sorta sweaty feet on your leg as she left for the X-school for mutants.
Now, you were considered a mutant and was taken out of your school to the same school as Kitty! You saw her and she jumped into your arms, she only getting cuter by the minute. You look down at her toes to see that they had no color, odd. She must've been so busy balancing two sets of schools and protecting the city that she didn't have time to color them. But, she HAD to have a pedicure like she used to right? You and her go to a quiet place and rekindle the old flame: Laughing, joking, re-falling in love. You asked if she still was in sports, which she said no. You wondered if it was the long school hours, she laughed and simply stated:
"I can't get a world-class massage after a track meet, can I?" You were stunned as she placed her feet in your lap. She winked, she didn't forget. She knew what you wanted and what she promised you. Her toes wriggled in the huge brown flip-flops and you slowly took them off and look on the inside. An imprint of her foot was there, you brought it to your nose and smelled it. It had a small odor, but it had a scent of apples.
"You haven't changed a bit," She said. You dropped her sandles to the floor, took her feet and inhaled deeply. Her feet smelled exactly like the sandles, but a little stronger. Not only that, but they were still sweaty.
"I remember what I said, that long time ago."
"Yeah, I remember too."
"I saw some videos on foot fetishes also."
"Did you like them?"
"They seemed OK, but I want a hands on approach. Do you think you can help me out?"
You wondered though. Jumping into this was your fantasy, but they weren't the feet with the girl that you fell in love with. So, what do you choose: Give her the retro, throwback foot-spa treatment or jump into the worship. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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