My Fetish World

My primary blog is @anon-sect. I am mainly here to share my love for TF and kink stories. I really am not looking for any BDSM masters to serve. I just love writing stories online and shari ng them with others. I display my kink Fetish of foot worship, foot Dom, foot sub, TF stories and tiny verses giant Fetish. Feel free to message me directly or an anonymous ask if you want any kind of story you want me to write.

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Picture source: Instagram account @size_rea

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Picture source: mine

Requested story by my Bestie

Felix had been enjoying a wonderful time with his friend Tom who he met about six months ago or more. It was great, but soon, Tom had gotten a new job that took up a lot of his free time. He didn't have much time for hanging out as usual. Felix had begun to miss the close friendship. He was happy for his friend, but he missed spending quality time with him. He wanted to find a way to spend time with him a lot more than he currently had.

One day, Felix was over at Tom's house, watching TV with him. He felt it was time for him to propose the idea that probably would sound crazy.

"You know how you have been so busy with your new job recently, that we haven't had as much time for us to hang out like we used to?" Felix asked.

"Oh yeah, I know. I miss hanging out as well." Tom paused. "But my new job is more demanding than my old one. Yet, we still hang out when I have the time though." Tom added as he wiggled his toes.

Felix loved seeing his friend wiggling his toes. It was always tempting. He couldn't look away most of the time. When they hung out at each other's place, Tom would let him massage and worship his feet. He loved having a willing friend that would allow him.

"I see you staring as always." Tom smirked a little. "You know what to do." He added as he saw that Felix didn't need a second invitation. Felix got down on the floor at his feet and started to massage them. He loved having his feet being worshipped by him. It wasn't long before Felix had his nose up in his toes, sniffing them. After a good twenty minutes of licking and sniffing his feet, he saw that Felix had more to say.

"Well, we used to hang out more, but I know your new job is more demanding." Felix paused. "And I am happy for you, but I miss hanging out with you and worshipping your feet so much." He added, while massaging his feet with such passion.

"I know, but right now what can we do about it. It's a really good job, and I love working there." Tom spoke, looking down at his friend who was giving such a good foot massage.

"I think I have an idea on that." Felix started as he stopped massaging. "If I was to be your work socks, then I could spend all day with you, and only you would know." He suggested, waiting on Tom to respond. He was so hoping his friend would totally be on board with the idea.

Tom was slightly shocked at the idea, but he saw that Felix was serious. "Continue massaging my feet and let me ponder on the notion." He finally said after almost two minutes of silence. He saw Felix go back to massaging his feet, awaiting his answer. The idea of literally wearing Felix on his feet sounded crazy, but he could tell he wanted it badly. He even saw him go back to licking his feet as though that might persuade him to agree to it.

"You do know being on my feet might be Intel?" Tom paused. "You would have to absorb my foot sweat, be trapped in my shoes all day, walk on all day and reek of strong foot odor and sweat. All the while I go about my day as normal, not thinking much about my socks." He paused again. "Is that what you really want? To be treated like a pair of common socks while I work?" He asked, wanting to be sure this was Felix's wish.

"Oh, yes, very much so." Felix didn't hesitate on his response. It was the perfect way to spend time with his bestie since he is so busy at work.

Tom thought about it again. He saw there would be no persuading of this course of action. "If that is what you want, I will go with it." He paused, "but I have to warn you. I might not change you back if you are a really comfortable pair of work socks. You would belong to my feet for a very long time. Last chance to back out." He waited for a reply.

"So when are we doing it? The sooner the better." Felix spoke up, determined to be Tom's work socks. He handed Tom his phone showing him the TF Pro Max app. He had the sock setting already applied. "All you have to do is point the camera at me and hit the flash option." He said, all ready for this to happen.

Tom took the phone and pointed the camera at him. He hit the flash option without hesitation. Felix was a pair of brown socks with interesting designs on it on the floor. He lifted them up and found them to be perfect. "Tomorrow morning, you are going to work with me. Like I said earlier, if my feet feel really good, this will be your life for a very long time." He took the sock and put them on his dresser for in the morning. He went back to watch tv.

The next morning, as Tom was finishing getting ready for work, he grabbed his new work socks. He put them on his feet and found them super comfortable. He wiggled his toes in them. Knowing that his socks were Felix, it felt kind of dominating, having him on his feet. A guy was literally wrapped around and trapped on his feet, completely at his mercy.

"Remember, you asked for this. So don't complain for what happens next." Tom said as he grabbed his boots for work.

Felix was in such ecstasy on his friend's feet. It was everything he had ever imagined it would be. "Mmmmm, love being on your feet...mmmm...." He mentally spoke. He felt every part of his feet. He tasted every part of his feet. He could smell every part of his feet. His feet had a fresh smell for now, but he knew they would get sweaty soon. He actually was looking forward to it. He loved worshipping his sweaty feet and odor. It was exciting to him to go to work with Tom like this. The best part was that no one at Tom's office would not even know about his existence on his feet. He would be completely at Tom's mercy all day long. He started to think if his friend might enjoy this experience as much as he was.

Tom smelled his boots briefly before putting them on his feet. He had this pair of boots for the past six months. They smelled of his ownership of them. After securing his boots on his feet, he wiggled his toes in his new socks. He wondered if Felix was enjoying his new existence on his feet. One fact was that Felix did make an excellent pair of socks. His feet felt good wearing them. His new socks made his boots even more comfortable than before. He then realized he needed to focus since he was getting ready for work. He didn't have time to think about how his socks felt while being at work.

Felix enjoyed his new form even more than before. He had often fantasized about sniffing his friend's shoes. He was now inside them, and it was greater than he ever imagined. The smell was so intoxicating that he didn't want to leave it. The fact that he was wrapped around the feet he had often worshipped made it even better.

For the next eight hours or so, Felix found himself supporting every step Tom took. He was completely ignored while his friend worked in the office. There was some toe wiggling throughout the day, but even that was a wonderful experience. It showed how much he was at the mercy of his friend's feet. Even as Tom's feet got a little sweaty in his boots, he absorbed and loved the taste of his foot sweat. He found his sock body beginning to smell like his owner's feet. Even though he was being ignored like a common pair of socks, he was still getting to hangout with his friend regardless. That was really the point of this whole thing, honestly.

Tom got home at the end of his day. His feet hadn't felt this good in a long while. His new socks really did the trick. He took off his boots and sat in his favorite chair to watch the evening news. He rested his socked feet on the footrest in front of him. The thought of changing Felix back to normal was slowly escaping his mind. 'Who gets rid of a great pair of socks,' he questioned himself mentally.

"I hope you don't mind, but I want to keep you like this a little longer." Tom paused with a smirk on his face. "Don't know how long just yet. But remember, you volunteered for this." He added as he continued to watch TV, not thinking much about his socks.

Felix didn't mind one bit. Tom could keep him as his socks for as long as he wanted. Getting to worship his friend's feet was great, but this was way better. Being wrapped around his friend's feet was far greater than normal foot worship. He could stay his socks forever and not miss his humanity.

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Erick walked in to see several of his Star Trek figurines missing from his display. His roommate, Jay, was notorious for messing with his stuff and never putting them back. He walked into his roommate's room to find his missing figurine mutilated and missing a leg and an arm. He was furious. It had taken a long time to put his collection together, only to see one piece completely ruined. He saw Jay coming back to his room. He quickly grabbed the broken figurine to show him.

"Really, did you have to do this?!" The expression on his face showed Jay how much he was upset over it.

"Sorry, I needed a figurine to add to my battlefield display. I thought one of yours would be perfect." Jasy said, with an almost innocent smile on his face. "Besides, you have so many anyway." He added.

"So, that's not the point." Erick paused. "You know how long it took me to complete my collection, and you just ruined one of them!" He exclaimed, not pleased with the answer he was getting from his roommate.

"Just buy another one to replace it." Jay said as he walked past him. "Simple answer." He closed his room door without thinking much more about it.

Erick was still furious. He wanted to teach Jay a lesson. He knew just how to make him see the consequences of his actions. He went back to his room and grabbed his phone He opened the TF Pro Max app and put in the settings. He came back and knocked on Jay's room door.

Jay got up and opened his bedroom door. He saw Erick holding his phone camera at him. There was a flash. In that instant everything changed. He found himself unable to move or speak. He could hear Erick laughing above him. He then saw a massive sock foot begin to lower on top of him. He tried to move to get away, but couldn't. He tried to plead for mercy, but no words could be vocalized. The massive socked foot covered him totally. He could smell a slight odor coming from the socked foot. It felt like it was forever as the socked foot rubbed over him without mercy.

Erick had some slight satisfaction as the now toy roommate was under his socked foot. He stood there for a good five minutes playing with toy Jay for fun. He rubbed his foot over him and dragged him under his foot for good measure. He then removed his foot and grabbed him from the floor.

"You thought it was funny to ruin my collection, well, how funny is it now?" Erick laughed as he went back to his bedroom. "I think I am going to have a lot of fun with you, in fact." He said as he grabbed some tape. He placed Jay under his socked foot and taped him to his sock. "You like playing with my figurines. Now, it's time I play with you, buddy." He added as he made sure the tape was secured on his foot. He didn't want his toy falling off by chance. He got on his bed and turned on the tv. He would go out later on wearing his new toy on the bottom of his foot. Until then, he was going to enjoy every moment of seeing Jay stuck to his foot for as long as he wanted.

Jay mentally begged for Erick to reconsider, but no words came out. He couldn't get free. He was just a toy now under his roommate's foot. He only hoped that Erick would eventually change him back before putting his shoes on. His roommate had the worst smelling shoes ever. To be trapped in there under his foot would be a nightmare. One he didn't want to experience, or hope he didn't have to experience.

Erick was looking forward to going out later. He would surely pick his stinkiest pair just for Jay. The thought made him smirk.

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Picture source: @black-socks-49

Story requested by follower J

Tony knocked on the leasing office door. He had a portion of the rent owed, but was still quite short. He was trying to keep from being three months late. The current payment would reduce it to only two months behind. He kept telling the landlord that he would bring it up to current each month, but that has been his common phrase for the past four months. He hoped he would accept the payment like he always does.

"Come in, Tony." Nathan opened the door. "At least I can say you get here by the 1st of the month, but now about your rent payment." He paused as he remembered the tenant promised to pay up to the current this month. That was a promise he had been hearing for four months now.

"Yes, about that. I only have one month's worth this time." Tony paused as he presented the cashiers check to him. "I promise next month I should have three months worth to give you." He added, knowing full well that he might not keep that promise either.

Nathan took the check. "It's been four months now of the same promise. What is the issue here?" He asked, wanting to know why he couldn't catch up the rent.

"It's the job thing. I got laid off and had to take a less paying job." Tony admitted. "But I promise as soon as I get a better job, I can catch things up." He said, not sure when that better job part will happen.

Nathan scratched his head. He was tired of the late rent payment and not getting all his money. Yet, he felt a little sorry for his tenant. He really needed a better job or a place he could stay for free. An idea popped into his mind just at that moment. He could solve both his and Tony's problems at the same time.

"I think I have a solution that could help both of us." Nathan spoke as he grabbed a glass and filled it with a drink He then handed it to Tony. "One where you get a better job and have a place to stay for free." He added as he watched Tony guzzle down the glass.

"That was good, thank you." Tony handed the glass back to Nathan. "What is your solution?" He asked him, curious if he was getting to stay in his apartment for free.

Nathan took out his phone and hit the flash option after putting in the setting on his special app. He had used it before when someone tried to break into one of his apartments. Instantly, Tony was replaced with a pair of black socks on the floor. He picked them up and examined both socks.

Tony instantly found himself completely immobilized and unable to speak. It was quite disconcerting. He was powerless to do anything. He soon felt a massive hand pick him up with ease as though he barely weighed anything. He didn't know what completely happened to him, but he didn't like it one bit.

"Looks like you make a great pair of socks, Tony." Nathan paused. "You have a new job of serving my feet and get to live on my feet for free. As for me, I have an apartment freed up to rent to a better tenant." He paused again with a smirk on his face. "Solve both of our problems." He laughed as he went and sat down. He took off his shoes and other socks. He then tried on his new socks. They felt so good on his feet. The durability formula that he gave Tony should have him last a very long time on his feet. He propped up his feet on the coffee table.

"I think this is the best arrangement. You don't have to pay rent anymore, but live on my feet for free. And I get to have that apartment freed up." Nathan paused, talking to his pair of socks. "Don't you think so, socks" He laughed while wiggling his toes in his new pair of durable black socks. "Hope you like feet." He added.

Tony didn't find any of this funny one bit. He was a human being, not some kind of footwear to be worn on a guy's feet. He could taste both feet of the landlord as though they were in his mouth. The smell of his owner's feet was intense. There was no escape from the taste or smell. The wiggling of his toes further proved how degraded he was. He was at the mercy of his former landlord's feet, and there was nothing he could do about it. The worst part was that he found feet disgusting. He tolerated his own feet because it was his own feet. Here he was now nothing but a pair of socks on another guy's feet.

"I promise I will catch up the rent! Please change me back! I don't want to be like this forever! Someone help me!" Tony mentally screamed as Nathan proceeded to put his shoes back on. The odor from his owner's shoes was so horrible. He could tell that he had worn them for a very long time. As he was shoved inside them with his owner's feet, he saw his horrific fate would only get worse. He was forced to taste and smell feet and be trapped in stinky shoes at the same time. With no means to call for help, he was at Nathan's mercy with no end in sight.

Nathan went back to work without thinking about his new socks. They felt so good on his feet. As far as he was concerned, his former tenant had moved away. It was time to clean out a now vacant apartment and find a new tenant to live in it.

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My first and oldest pair of Shox during a short morning bike ride.

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My husband and I took advantage of the pleasant evening with a walk around the neighborhood.

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These Adidas have seen a lot of miles on my feet. When my collection wasn't as large in college, these hightops were worn quite frequently.

Fast-forward to today, they don't get used as much. But that's okay. It's well earned rest for carrying me all these years.

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My neon Osiris are so loud that writing something here is unnecessary.

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It's getting hot in Phoenix. But not as hot as the insides of these old Supras after a four mile bike ride.

Take a look inside. Be warned, you may not want to leave... Or have the ability to. 😈

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Picture source: @zeidmoon

Danny woke up, looking at his boyfriend with a devilish grin. "You was a naughty boy last night." He smirked. "I think you need to be punished." He took out his phone and opened up his special app.

"Oh no, don't punish me, babe." Greg pretended to be scared of his punishment. Danny always acted this way after a wild night in the bed. He wondered what his punishment would be this time. The last time he was gym socks for a whole week. And he loved every moment of soaking up his hot to boyfriend's foot sweat and sucking on his feet while he worked out.

"Oh yes, punishment time. Naughty boys get punished." Danny turned the phone camera towards Greg and hit the flash option. Greg was instantly turned into underwear. "Can't wait to wear you today, babe." He said as he grabbed his new underwear and got out of bed. He took a nice long shower and dried himself off. He then put on his brand new underwear.

"You're going to spend the next several days like this for being a naughty boy" Danny laughed as he put on his pants, trapping his submissive boyfriend around his waist in darkness. "I am going to enjoy this." He added.

Greg was used to their little games "Mmmmmm, I love my punishment, babe." He mentally spoke. Ever since getting that TF app, Danny has been using it on him almost every month. He honestly hope it never stops.

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It's heating up in Phoenix. But thankfully the mornings are still tolerable enough for bike rides.

My D3s handled the weight and heat of the three mile ride today.

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Something different - my husband and his Pumas.

No photos of my kicks today. But his size 11.5 shoes and feet should do the trick.

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Picture source: @alpha-malefeet

Jay looked up at his two giant gym bros. He previous apartment building was being closed down and everyone had to move. He was desperate to find a place to live soon. He had asked his gym bros Tanner and Grayson if he could live with them for a little bit if they had a spare room for him. They had agreed that there was one spare room. At first he had doubts since he had been to their place before. It was a two bedroom apartment when he last remembered, but they told him there was a spare room. He thought that the second room would be where he would sleep and they would share the other room. He was in shock when Tanner was using one room and Grayson was using the other room. He wanted to know where the spare bedroom was at. He soon found out and wasn't too happy about it.

"This isn't a spare bedroom. It's a small cage." Jay said looking at their giant feet that look massive in comparison to his size. "You said you had a spare room for me. Not this." He continued to complain about his new dwelling.

"Well, we didn't specify the spare bedroom, but technically it is a spare bedroom for you." Grayson smirked looking down at their tiny gym bro. They had shrunken him down to 4" for him to fit into the small cage and still have plenty of space. Yet, he would not be able to get out unless one of them let him out. "You kind of look cute in there." He laughed.

"This isn't funny," Jay said back. I need an actual bedroom, not a cage." He added more complaints.

"Well, you can't have my room." Tanner told him.

"Nor can you have my room either." Grayson commented on Tanner's comment.

"You were desperate for a place to stay, and we provided." Tanner explained. "And at your size you have plenty of space in there. Our feet look giant to you, I bet." He laughed a little, looking at tiny Jay who used to be the same size as them. He found it slightly amusing to see a tall 6'2" jock reduced to the size of 4".

"Still not funny." Jay paused. "Yes, I needed a place to stay, but don't you think something better would do." He paused again. "I could sleep in your living room temporarily." He suggested, hoping they would let him out of the cage and make him normal size again.

"I think this is better." Tanner counter suggested. "It's like your own little apartment in there without taking up too much space." He added a smirk. "Besides, we need to discuss how you will pay your rent. Your little apartment is going to be free for you."

"What do you mean by rent? Who pays rent in a cage?!" He sounded a little confused about the matter.

"Your rent won't be money." Grayson contributed to the conversation, also smirking. "I was thinking of worshipping the feet of the ones you owe for providing you a place to stay. What do you think, Tanner?"

"I think that is a great idea." Tanner paused smirking with delight. "A tiny 4" jock worshipping our feet every day sounds good to me."

"NOT TO ME!" Jay screamed. "We are gym bros. No way I am worshipping your feet." He spoke defiantly.

"I think it is a reasonable way to pay your rent." Tanner spoke, seeing the defiance in Jay's face.

"Not changing my mind." Jay refused again.

"Don't pay your rent and this happens." Grayson said as he stomped his foot on the floor by the cage.

The floor slightly shook and Jay felt it. Both of their feet are massive in comparison. One foot could completely crush him. "Okay, I will pay my rent." He finally relented, seeing his gym bros had him in a position he had no choice.

"Good." Tanner said as he opened the cage door and grabbed Jay from the cage. He placed him before their feet on the floor. "Start worshipping little man. You start paying your rent today." He laughed.

Jay approached the two pairs of giant feet. He began to kiss their toes and do his best to massage them. He could smell the strong odor coming from their feet. "When will I be normal size again?" He asked while worshipping Tanner's feet.

"We will let you know, until then keep paying your rent, little bug." Grayson said, amused at seeing their once tall gym bro worshipping their feet. Both wanted to see what it would be like to have a tiny man at their mercy, just never thought it would be their gym bro. Either way, they weren't giving him his size back. It was too much fun having a tiny one to play with and worship their feet.

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Picture source: @blueravenwolf

Bryan looked up from his computer when he heard a large racket outside his bedroom door. He was studying some files for work when the noise was too much for him to concentrate. He walked out to see his two roommates Kevin and Charlie being obnoxiously annoying and loud. They had come back drunk once again. He had warned them about it on a few occasions. They obviously didn't listen to his warning.

"Again, you two. I am studying for work and you both broke my concentration." Bryan said, but both laughed it off as though neither were concerned.

"We just came from a friend's birthday party, give us a break already." Charlie said, giving Bryan the middle finger in response.

"Yeah, we were responsible and took a cab home, okay." Kevin added in. "We live here too and have every right to come home any way we want." He added.

"But I warned you two about coming home completely drunk because you are more annoying when you are drunk." Bryan added. As he went to his bedroom to get his phone. He came back out and opened up his app. He swore he would never use it on any person, but his roommates just would not listen to his warning.

"So, what you gonna do about it?" Kevin spoke with a little slur in his words. "Nothing!" He added and laughed.

Bryan decided to show them that his warning was very much true. He pointed the phone camera at both roommates and hit the flash option. Instantly, both roommates were replaced with a pair of white socks on the floor. He grabbed them up off the floor. "I warned you. You should have listened. I think some time on my feet should sober you up." He laughed as he went back on to his bedroom to try on his new socks.

At first, Charlie thought he was dreaming when he felt Bryan's foot slide inside him. After five minutes, he realized it was no dream. He was a literal sock on his roommate's foot. Unfortunately, he was still a little too drunk to fully realize his fate entirely.

Kevin mentally kept laughing as though he was imagining the taste and smell of a foot. Nothing mattered at the moment. He was still too high.

The next day was when Charlie saw his fate was no dream for sure. He had sobered, but the taste of feet was so present. Bringing in the fact of Bryan walking on him made him see that his warning was no idle threat. He was a literal sock on Bryan's foot. "Change me back. I promise I won't be annoying again. Can you hear me, Bryan?!" He mentally pleaded, but it looked like his roommate didn't hear a single thought whatsoever. He just kept wearing and walking on him. The pain of being pressed against the floor was horrible. He wanted to be human again. Being a sock was no fun.

Kevin was practically begging Bryan to turn him back to normal once his mind sobered up. "You promise never to use that app on any person." He pleaded. He knew he had the app, but never thought he would use it on them. "I am a person, not a sock. Change us back now!" He pleaded and demanded at the same time, yet he was still being ignored. He was tired of tasting a foot.

Bryan loved the peace and quiet of the apartment. Without those two annoying him, he got a lot of studying done and had time to play some video games on the big screen. He thought he should enjoy this peace and quiet a little while longer.

Two Months later, Bryan sat on the couch watching a movie in his favorite pair of socks. He had practically worn them every day. He wore them to work, working out and even hanging out with coworkers and friends. They were his most comfortable pair of socks he owned. He noticed how durable human transformed socks were. They had lasted two months on his feet so far with barely any damage. But they did have a strong foot odor, which he didn't mind. If they had not been so annoying they would not be socks on his feet. It was their punishment to smell like his feet anyway. He would eventually change them back at some point, maybe.

"It's way more peaceful with you two as my pair of socks." He commented as he continued to watch the movie without the slightest concern for his socks. That's what they currently were and should be treated as such.

"Ugh, I am tired of being a sock and reek of a stinky foot, please change me back, I beg of you!" Kevin pleaded, hoping Bryan would hear his plea at some point. It was a daily sweaty foot, stinky shoe and constantly being worn and walked on without the slightest care to how painful it was to him. Tasting a sweaty foot every day and he still couldn't get used to it. It was constant torture from his roommate foot. Many days Bryan would not say a word to them. He would simply wear them and treat them as just a pair of socks to be worn on foot. He began to wonder if he would ever see normal life again.

Charlie thought Bryan would get over it and change them back after a day or so. He saw he was so wrong. It was day after day of nothing but his roommate's foot. It was a stinky shoe after a stinky shoe. It was sweaty gym time and work out time almost every day. It was the constant of being worn to work over and over. It was the tasting of a foot with no end in sight. He knew him and Kevin could be annoying at times, especially when they were drunk, but it had been over a week since he had transformed them.

"Dude, change us back now! It's been over a week. We promise not to be annoying when drunk again." Charlie pleaded, hoping that Bryan would hear him. Again, his owner ignored him on his foot. He was simply just a sock to be worn for his owner's comfort, and there was nothing he could do to change that fate.

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Picture source: @androphilestory

Kerry was set to serve a thirty-five year sentence for the crime he had committed. That would be a long time in prison starting at the age of twenty-six. He would be a sixty-one year old man by the time he would be released. When he was told about the Criminal Rehabilitation into Society program or the CRS program that would shorten his sentence down to just five years, he was quick to volunteer for the program. He didn't know the specifics, but it sounded better than serving thirty-five years in prison.

Two weeks later, Officer Henry took a picture in front of the mirror in the bathroom at the police station. He had received a new pair of boots for work. The new pair of boots were a criminal who volunteered for the CRS program. He was to be his boots for the next five years. After completion of the five years, there would be a hearing board to determine if the boots were ready to be released into society as a valued citizen. He would be the one to testify if the boots or criminal was no longer a threat to society.

"I love the CRS program. It gave me the best pair of work boots ever. I might have to suggest that this guy needs more time on my feet." Officer Henry said to himself as he snapped a selfie picture in the mirror reflection. After five years, he might not want to give them up so easily. Wearing them for the past two weeks had his feet feeling so comfortable. He is on his feet so much, no pair of work boots felt this good. His feet used to hurt every night by the time he got home. The new boots had changed that. The insoles felt so comforting with each step. As for the criminal, he wasn't given a name or what his crime was. He was only told that the criminal was his boots for five years. At the end of that, he would be the determining factor if he could be reintegrated back into normal society. If not, he would have to spend another five years as his boots. Officer Henry was really considering the latter when it came time to the hearing board.

Kerry was really regretting his decision to go for the CRS program. He learned that his owner wearing him was Officer Henry. Sadly, the guy didn't know his name or crimes. He was just a pair of boots to him to wear. He also learned that his new existence was for the next five years, upon which Officer Henry had the soul witness account on which he should be back in society again or remain a pair of boots for another five years.

Kerry found that Officer Henry's feet reeked horribly by the end of the day. It only took just three days before the strong foot odor had completely saturated all of the insides of both boots. There was no escape from the smell. Some days, Officer Henry would wear the same pair of socks he wore the previous day or days. That foot odor pressing down on his face while his owner walked on him at work over and over without end. He would sometimes hear his owner joke about him as though he was just an inanimate object and not a person at all. It felt degrading. All he could hope is that the officer show some mercy in five years and release him. He couldn't take another five years of being his boots. Just these two weeks had him missing his prison cell.

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Looks like my bike riding days are numbered due to triple digit heat coming.

At least for today, my second oldest pair of Shox handled a four mile ride.

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Saturday morning errands in my DCs.