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Be Careful What You Wish For (TF Version) Ch. 2
🕑 Added 2024-04-30 22:52:18 +0000 UTCSteve waited patiently for his sister to finish getting her stuff ready and go to the shower. Once she did, he quickly transformed back into his normal self, grabbed the original cushion from under her bed, and put it back on her chair. Then he made his way to her bed looking down at her socks. He picked them both up, thinking about how the fairy warned him about turning into a pair, and being that they were white socks, he knew his odds of being reconnected with his other half was pretty slim. He decided it was probably in his best interest to only turn into one.
He picked up one of her socks and buried it in her dirty hamper. Then he got on her bed and began to change into her sock. As he lay there in his new form, he realized that he could see from any portion of the sock that he wanted to. After discovering this, and still unable to stop looking, he decided to watch her door in anticipation for her return. When she finally came back just a short while later, she was wearing her towel around her torso.
When she let it drop to the floor, Steve was awe struck. He had never in a position to see her naked, and up until this point had never even thought of it. But now as he watched her walk towards him completely naked, he couldn't seem to take his eyes off her. He felt disgusting for even being slightly interested, but man she really had a nice body, something he'd never noticed until this point. He watched as she plucked up her underwear from next to him and slid it up her legs. Next she grabbed her bra and locked up her beautiful tits.
Now it was his turn. It felt so weird to be plucked off the bed in such a weightless manner. As she began to stretch his opening to insert her foot, he felt all the fibers stretching and was surprised as to how painful it was. Still, he couldn't help but feel excited about what he knew would be coming next. As her toes entered him and made their way deeper and deeper inside him, all the fabric that made him up painfully stretched out to make room for her foot. By the time her foot was full in the sock and she let it snap around her ankle, he was screaming internally from all the pain it was causing him. Then she casually let her foot drop back to the floor adding a crushing pain to the painful sensation of being stretched out.
Then she lifted her other foot to put on her other sock and Steve felt all her weight crushing down on him. Maybe this wasn't the smartest choice, he thought. He had never considered that being worn could be a painful experience. But as she continued to get dressed, the pain slowly began to subside as he got used to the feeling of being stretched out. As the pain subsided the first thing he noticed was the strong taste and scent of her strawberry body wash.
It took a few minutes for Steve to adjust to the dizzying sensation of being hurled around with Alice's foot but once he got used to her rhythmic steps he began to focus on her actions to try and figure out what she was doing. He watched as she was grabbing a bunch of clothes and loading up a duffle bag. It took him a moment to realize what she was packing for, but when he finally remembered that it was for her annual camping trip he began to panic. He was worried that when she changed him he would just be tossed into her dirty clothes bag and forced to stay there for the entire week smelling all her dirty clothes until she got home. Little did he know, she had no clean socks and would have no intentions of removing him.
After Alice had finished getting everything she needed ready for her trip, she climbed into her bed and slid under the covers. Under the blankets, Steve began to notice a bit of a slight smell coming from her other sock. He quickly put two and two together and realized that the pair she had placed out on her bed wasn't clean, and had he not been in such a rush to change he would've noticed before changing. He knew that it must mean that she was out of clean socks. But what did that mean for him? Surely she didn't plan on going on a camping trip in this weather with only one pair of socks.
As she slept and he laid there in silence, he couldn't help but feel a bit of nervousness as he thought about his upcoming week. Maybe he had been a little hasty in his idea to change into her socks. Unfortunately for him, it was already too late. He knew she wouldn't be changing her socks before she left in the morning, so whether he wanted to or not, he knew he'd be tagging along for her trip.
It didn't take long of her being asleep that her foot began to get really warm and started sweating. As her foot slowly began to smell a little he found himself in all his glory. This was what he had been waiting so long for. To finally get to smell and taster his sisters sweaty feet. He did notice however, that every time he was pushed into her other foot, the sock that she was wearing smelled and tasted much more foul than he did. And while he slightly wished he was as stinky as her other sock, he was sure that by the end of tomorrow, he most likely would.
By the time that Alice's alarm went off, Steve was surprised at just how much her foot had already begun to smell. As much as he was enjoying himself at the beginning of the night, he was now brought back to a point of worry. From his position around her foot and being trapped under the warm blankets that didn't let in any fresh air, the smell of her foot was much stronger than he'd ever experienced only having smelled them from a distance, as well as usually locked in her shoe were the smell couldn't escape. He was beginning to dread the thought of how bad her feet would smell come the end of the day.
As she began to stir and wake up, Steve once again found himself having to adapt to the dizzying world of being flung around with a foot. She wasted no time getting dressed and then made her way to her closet to grab her shoes. As soon as she opened the door, the strong scent of feet came pouring out, which was why she kept her shoes in there in the first place, to prevent stinking up her entire room. As soon as the smell hit poor Steve, he knew he was going to be in for a rough day.
Not wanting to stink out her room, Alice wasted no time in putting her shoes on and sealing Steve into his new fate. As her foot slid into her shoe, the second her toes started to drag across the insole, Steve began to taste all the accumulated filth built up in her insole. By the time her foot had fallen completely into place, Steve had realized the folly of his choice. He always knew his sister's feet stank, and he always wished he could smell them at their worst, but this was already beginning to be too much for him to handle. Especially considering that now, not only was he smelling everything directly from it's source, but he was tasting it all at the same time, and to his shock, the insoles of her shoe were still somewhat moist from the day before.
As she began to walk around, he no longer knew what she was doing, as the shoe had now left him in complete darkness. It wasn't much longer before Haley showed up and they made their way outside to leave with Haley's parents. Though still unable to see anything, Steve could tell she had left the house and walked outside because the heat changed in an instant as soon as she did. By the time she had finished loading her things into the back of the truck and climbed in, her feet were already starting to perspire.
Inside the shoe, conditions were getting worse by the minute. Steve was already fairly damp with sweat, and the heat and sweat were working together to bring the stench of years of wear in her shoes to full power. Steve quickly realized that he had gotten far more than he'd bargained for. The tastes and smells confined in his fabric was easily a hundred times worse than he'd ever gotten to smell from a distance, and it was only getting worse.
He had no idea how long it would be before he would be taken off and able to transform again, but he knew for certain that that moment couldn't come soon enough. All he could do now was sit and stew in the taste and stench of her foot and his own thoughts. And as he just existed as nothing more than a mere sock trapped to his sisters hot sweaty foot, he couldn't help but be reminded of the age old saying, "be careful what you wish for, you might just get it..."
