Finally giving into temptation, Eric slowly reaches down and begins to peel off his left sock. There was a slight squelching sound as the slightly damp fabric was pulled from his sole. Finally getting the sock completely off, Eric happily wriggled his toes, enjoying the cool air they were receiving.
Bringing his attention back to Tommy [The sock], Eric's heart started to beat loudly, either from anticipation or guilt for what he were about to do. Prying open Tommy's opening with his thumb, the 15 year old slowly started to pull the fabric over his toes. He could only imagine what must have been going through Tommy's mind (If he was still actually aware of what was happening to him).
Slowly pulling the sock on further, the rest of the fabic started to stretch open widely to make room for the teen's barefoot.
After his toes had snugly reached the end, Eric let go of the elastic with a light *snap*. He continued to chuckle at the situation. Here he was, wearing a sock that was actually his best friend. He scrunched his toes with delight and satisfaction, the fabric around them now following their every move.
Standing up, he began to walk around the room. Tommy felt like any other sock, there wasn't really anything all that special about him compared to the sock on his other foot.
After a while of walking, Eric started to get bored. Admittedly, he didn't get that much sleep the night before so he was still kinda tired.
He began to weigh whether or not he should revert Tommy back before he took a quick nap. He stared down on his foot and smiled evilly.
"Eh, he'll probably hate me later, but I kinda want this to last a little longer"
Crawling into Tommy's bed, Eric let out a loud yawn and stretched his toes as he quickly drifted into sleep.
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[an hour later]
At some point during his sleep Eric must have begun pulling his socks off with his toes, a habit that often occurred while he was sleeping.
Eventually both socks came off and fell onto the carpet below.
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[An hour later]
Eric awoke with a stretch
He rubbed his eyes as he looked around the room. The first thing he noticed was Tommy's alarm clock.
"SHIT, I OVERSLEPT!" Eric had not told Tommy, but he was supposed to be at the bus-stop for his little brother when he got off. He still had five minutes to get there, but he had to hurry.
Quickly looking down, Eric saw three socks on the floor. Two were his and one was Tommy. The problem was that all three of them looked like exactly the same sock
"Shiiiiiiiit" feeling the pressure building, Eric threw caution to the wind and quickly grabbed two of them at random.
Pulling them on tightly, he ran down the stairs, slipping on his old sneakers as bolted out of the house.
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