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While waiting for our order at a bar, my friend and I were talking and I couldn't help but notice how nice and soft his feet were

When he wasn't looking I load the app and select just his feet, but he notices my phone just before I hit the button.

"Hey, what are you doing..?" He quickly looks over at my phone, realizing that I almost pressed the button, "W-what's that app do!?"

"Don't worry, its just a fun little app you just wait!" I say as the app starts working and in a flash hes reduced to just a pair of feet.

He wiggles and squirms around helplessly, and without a mouth he had no words to complain.

I go to pick up one of his feet to get a closer look and give it a light caress on the sole.

His foot squirms and moves around a little due to the touch, but with his feet I could feel the softness and the warmness of his flesh in my hand.

I take his feet home and for weeks I massage and rub his soft feet, taking good care of them.

He was helplessly stuck as a pair of feet, so I might as well make him comfortable I thought.

And I'm sure he appreciates the foot rubs... in fact he might be lost in how good the whole thing feels.

And sure enough he was getting lost, the enjoyment of becoming feet caused my friend to become nothing but a foot wiggling drone for me to use.

Description

Image credit: www.deviantart.com/lfeet

While waiting for our order at a bar, my friend and I were talking and I couldn't help but notice how nice and soft his feet were

When he wasn't looking I load the app and select just his feet, but he notices my phone just before I hit the button.

"Hey, what are you doing..?" He quickly looks over at my phone, realizing that I almost pressed the button, "W-what's that app do!?"

"Don't worry, its just a fun little app you just wait!" I say as the app starts working and in a flash hes reduced to just a pair of feet.

He wiggles and squirms around helplessly, and without a mouth he had no words to complain.

I go to pick up one of his feet to get a closer look and give it a light caress on the sole.

His foot squirms and moves around a little due to the touch, but with his feet I could feel the softness and the warmness of his flesh in my hand.

I take his feet home and for weeks I massage and rub his soft feet, taking good care of them.

He was helplessly stuck as a pair of feet, so I might as well make him comfortable I thought.

And I'm sure he appreciates the foot rubs... in fact he might be lost in how good the whole thing feels.

And sure enough he was getting lost, the enjoyment of becoming feet caused my friend to become nothing but a foot wiggling drone for me to use.