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Foot Fiends (Werewolves with foot fetishes) |
Sammy cleaned up and threw her sheets in the wash. She made her way to her car. She expected something to be off but... she felt completely normal. No tingly feeling from her feet or good or bad feelings about walking around barefoot just... normal. While cruising to Dianne's she thought about all of the contingencies she might have to take. How would she handle work? Paralegals sometimes wore birks to work. She could... ban open toed footwear? That seemed to harsh. But how quickly would folks get infected? Would Kayla come into the office infected? She did have some cute size 6s... 'FUCK!' She got too deep into thought and had to swerve away from a car halfway in the turn lane. The video was gone for now but did the traditional form of infection still work? She supposed she would find out soon enough. She finally pulled into Dianne's apartment building and took a deep breath. She walked to Dianne's unit and knocked. She waited for a minute before the door jiggled and Dianne was before her. Dianne practically threw her into her apartment.
'DID YOU CHANGE??? HOW WAS IT??? DISH!!!'
'I did... it was... surreal and different than I expected' Sammy met Dianne's gaze and made sure not to look down and they made their way to her couch.
'Different how?'
'Well, I thought I'd have more control than I did. And I didn't expect the feeling to feel the way that it did. It was pleasure unlike anything I ever experienced. Like every nerve and touch receptor was on fire'
'That's SO exciting! So how does this work now?'
'In my stories... sometimes saliva or sexual fluid is enough but the only surefire way is... I lick your feet or you lick mine?' Sammy was unsure about this. She thought she would be feeling a little more sexual attraction to Dianne but she just didn't.
'Did you grow at all?'
'For sure, at least a foot... We should probably get naked' Sammy turned around and took off the hoodie and kicked off her flip flops. She turned back around to see Dianne had removed her shirt, bra, jeans, and underwear.
'Daaaamn Dianne, you've got some full-ass breasts. They always looked good but I had no idea'
'Haha, thanks hon. Well I don't really want to suck your toes so... You ready?' Sammy took a deep breath.
'Let's see em' Dianne kicked her feet up on to the couch. Sammy suddenly went numb again. Her peripheral vision blurred and all her eyes could really focus on were the curling wrinkled size 11s in front of her.
'You... good Sammy?' Dianne was just perplexed by her friend's stillness. 'I've read some of your stories. Aren't you supposed to be like 'FEEEET' or whatever?' She failed to notice Sammy's dilating and color changing irises. When Sammy changed in her bedroom, her inner monologue was much quieter than it was now. Right now it was screaming 'LICK BIG FEET. SUCK BIG TOES. CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE FEET FEET FEET' Nerve tingles shot up her arm as it slowly moved and grabbed Dianne's sole.
'Hehehe don't tickle me too much! You okay Sammy? You look really space- OW!' Sammy's grip involuntarily tightened on Dianne's foot. She couldn't really see Dianne's face. And she wasn't really comprehending what Dianne was saying.
'TAKE FEEEEET' Sammy's head was screaming. She shoved three of Dianne's toes into her mouth and sucked while running her tongue around them.
'Ahehehehe That tickles Sammy! Damn you really like my dogs huh? Oh my GOD my COUCH!' Dianne's feet didn't taste anything like Sammy's. To Sammy it was like filet mignon compared to baked salmon. So tender and juicy and sweaty. And every suck and lick rewarded her in a way her first transformation didn't. She essentially felt the euphoria of a standard human orgasm every time she sucked on Dianne's toes. She didn't even feel the nerve fireworks spreading down her tongue or towards her hands, breasts, and her own feet. She just hammered that feeling as much and as quickly as she could. As she did (and what Dianne was commenting on) was how hard she was squirting on to Dianne's couch. 'How can you even produce that much fluid???' Small patches of auburn fur spread down Sammy's muscular back and she continued to lick Dianne's sole. 'Hey Sammy maybe its tim-' Dianne went to keep talking but her muscles failed her. An explosion of orgasmic pleasure surged from her soles to her vagina. She covered Sammy's face in cum and Sammy simply licked it off while continuing to go to town. 'OH GODDDDD' Sammy shrieked in delight as her friend's sole exploded in size and writhed as it grew in her mouth. All Dianne could do was finger herself and apply pressure to her engorged clit as she just felt orgasmic euphoria like she had never conceived. When she finally.opened her eyes she was terrified for a moment as everything was blurry. But suddenly she noticed Sammy's left sole followed by her right sole in rapid succession. Sammy happily kicked her feet in the air as she writhed in bliss from the sensations she experienced by covering Dianne's damp soles with her flickering tongue. But suddenly Dianne shoved her backwards and lifted her sole to her now gaping maw and serpentine tongue. Dianne had never seen as clearly as she saw every bead of sweat and every wrinkle running up and down Sammy's sole. The taste and texture of every inch surged through Dianne's body. Sammy wasn't prepared for the euphoria of a fellow fiend worshiping her sole. Self-worship was one thing, but from another person, when she couldn't predict where her tongue would slosh next sent her mind into a tailspin. As the two worshiped each other's soles, Sammy remembered the finisher from her stories..She grabbed Dianne's clit and held it between her big toe and second and squeezed and massaged. Dianne let out an orgasmic roar and grabbed Sammy's now cum-soaked sole while rubbing her monstrous sole all over Sammy's clit. The two gave into their carnal desires, causing a mess and both to pass out, slowly reverting to their normal sizes. Sammy and Dianne both finally woke a couple of hours later.
'Oh my... oh my god...' Dianne felt like she just woke up from the most surreal wet dream she could possibly fathom. Sammy scratched her head.
'Welp. Safe to say we know transmission works. And god turning all of my straight characters into foot-obsessed bisexuals really is true. That was...' Dianne sprung up and went over to a computer on the side of the room. 'You good?'
'Aaaand cut!'
'YOU FILMED US??'
'This is my studio Sam, I got us from every angle!'
'Dianne! I'm a high-powered attorney! You can't sell this!!'
'Calm dowwnnn. I'm just going to sell the parts where you're an unrecognizable monster'
'Lemme see' Sammy went over to the video Dianne was playing. She couldn't believe how large and... wet they got. It didn't look appealing to her at all right now. But in an hour or so...
'So how often can I turn?'
'No idea. Do some science and make some content and let me know'
'Hehehe aye aye captain' Dianne held her foot up in the air. 'Kinda bummed these didn't stay bigger. That's a thing in your stories right?'
'Yeah but I'm glad I don't need to buy a new shoe collection' They both laughed.
Sammy threw on her clothes and made her way to the door.
'Also don't get your hopes up. It doesn't feel anywhere near as good on your own as it does with someone else'
'Mmmm it'll feel good enough. And make content just the same' Sammy walked out the door and back to her car.  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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