With a smile, Diana dipped her feet back into the spore and watched them grow faster again. She was unable to focus well on her writing due to the comforting warm feeling in her feet as they grew, becoming longer every second. Loving the feeling of it, she dipped her feet into the spore and rubbed them against each other, coating them in the liquid. Then she sat back and carried on writing as the amazing feeling of foot growth relaxed her. They were growing at quite a rate; within two minutes they were at Euro size 41 and within 5 minutes they were a size 45.
"I love it when my feet are big," Diana mumbled to herself, watching her feet expand out of the corner of her eye. "I don't care how big they get, I want them bigger."
To her surprise, a guy sitting nearby her got up out of his chair and sat down in front of her feet. Diana looked up from her paper and gave him an odd look.
"Excuse me, what are you doing?" she asked, confused as to why the guy was staring at her growing feet. He couldn't believe how someone could be so beautiful, and although he'd never really liked feet before, there was something almost magnetic about this girl's huge feet. He just wanted to do nothing but rub them, lick them and suck the sweat off those beautiful, long toes.
"You're so beautiful," said the guy at Diana's feet, "I'll do anything for you. Anything you want." He was hypnotised by her beauty.
A thought came into Diana's mind as he said this. "OK then, you see the liquid on the floor?" she prompted, and the guy nodded. "Stick your hands in it and rub it all over my feet. Make sure you get in between the toes and everything."
The guy happily obliged, coating his hands in the spore and massaging it all over her feet. They began to grow even faster as he did so, quickly approaching euro size 55. Diana couldn't help but grin at his willingness to do anything he was told. "Congratulations, you're now my foot slave," she laughed.
A couple of other guys and even a few girls rose from their seats and sat in front of her feet, and they all began rubbing the spore onto her feet, hypnotised by her gigantic feet's captivating beauty. They were growing at an alarming rate now, but all Diana could think about was that she wanted them to be bigger. Bigger, bigger, bigger.
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