For a moment you had to thought about the best way to do it would be quick but then it occurred to you, who would question an extra sock. So you flew down to the single sock on the floor. The scent from the single sock alone burned away at you and yet you couldn't help but inhale it even more. The rotten stench of her feet was like a perfume that you just couldn't get enough of. Which made what was going to come next all the more better. So in an instant you allowed your fly shape to give way to a single sock that fell alongside it's partner.
Sure you looked as rotten and worn away as the other one but, unfortunately, you bore none of the actual sweat or filth collected inside of it, you only took on it's appearance. Of course that wouldn't be the case for much longer, not if you could help it. With glee you watched as Emily swung her legs over the side of the bed and reached down for you and your clothing partner. As her hand wrapped around you both you squished against the other sock letting the horrid wonderful scent come even closer.
You watched in envy as the other inanimate sock was pulled over her foot and her toes did a little wiggle inside of the clothing. You could only imagine and prepare for what was to follow. Both of hr greasy hands wrapped around either side of the opening to your sock body and, slowly but surely, you watched the shiny foot come ever closer before the toes dipped into the opening.
You could feel as her foot slid inside of the sock body. The sweat that covered her fowl appendage slowly collected in your mouth and filled your nose with its wonderful awful scent as it crept further and further down into you before finally the sole pressed against what was practically your tongue. The taste was indescribable, salty cheesy rotten no words could accurately explain the culmination of a week and a half of unwashed soccer girl feet filling your whole mouth. And the smell was just as potent as slowly her foot became your entire world, you were a sock after all. Now you could only wonder, how could this get any better.
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