" How about SOCKer!?" he says. You at first didn't understand. He couldn't possibly expect you to play a sport at this size or any size for that matter. He picks you up and you feel woozy from the rapid height change. If that wasn't bad enough he then began to run out of your room and in to his. It hit you like a wall. The smell in here was of another world: a mix of cum, foot stank, fart, and just B.O. Ricky may have been the best looking of your roommates,but in hygiene, he came in dead last. Ricky runs to his closet and picks something out of his dirty laundry. Figuring as he was only in his boxers, it could be anything. As his other hand comes into your view your hit with a simultaneous feelings of both disgust and ecstasy. Socks! His comment about soccer now made sense. He was going to put you in what seemed to be his only pair of socks. They were ankle socks that were held together with elastic so they would be tight around his foot. They seemed like at some point they were probably white, but from the constant use, they were now a strange gray color. He opens the elastic foot hole and drops you in. He holds you there for a while and you guess he was putting on the other sock. Then he reaches back into the sock and you see the look on his face as if he had gotten yet another brilliant idea. He knew you must have some reforming ability because he saw you reform after your fall in his room. He takes your body and rolls it around in his hand. He looks down and sees a ball. He then takes you and stretches you out to make a sort of string. He takes the now string formed you and wraps you around his second biggest toe. He then smushes what would have been your head and feet together to make you into a toe ring. He then opens the elastic back up and shoves his foot inside. As the fabric stretches to accommodate your brother's friend's enormous foot it becomes easier to see through. He snaps his sock around his ankle and takes his first step. Your head and feet compress to the underside of his toes and then reform to the ring shape when his foot comes back up. Over and over again he steps until he reaches the front of the house where he keeps his shoes. You see his other socked foot go into his football cleat. Oh no you think and if to answer his your unsaid question he says, " Your about to have a lot more fun down their pal." He reaches for the cleat that would cover you in his sock and unties the laces. He opens the tongue as wide as it could go and you begin the decent into your humid prison. Ricky steps down with extra force as if to say here's a taste of what is to come, slime. He walks back into his room and gets his gear on. He probably started with the shoes so you could have as much personal time with his toes as possible. He gets into his car and drives to the college. He runs to the field and begins his
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