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Billy wondered where his boyfriend Tim had been. He wasn't around for several days. He then received a text with a picture from a strange number. The guy claimed to have turned Tim into his cock for trying to seduce him at a local gay bar. Also that if he wanted to be close to his boyfriend again, he could add him to his balls, but the guy said in the text that he had no intentions of releasing his new cock. Tim was permanently his. The option to be close to his boyfriend was his choice. Billy was perplexed. The idea of being the guy's balls permanently wasn't a pleasant thought, yet leaving his boyfriend trapped alone with the guy wasn't a good one either. He wondered which should he do.

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Oliver was forced to move in with his two cousins for the summer after his parents would be on a summer business trip. They didn't want him throughing wild parties, so they had him to live with Jake and Tom for ths summer till they got back home in the fall. After a few days of living with Jake and Tom, they discovered his secret foot fetish.

"Come on, please let me out," Oliver pleaded as he looked up at Jake's and Tom's feet.

"Why should we let our foot pet out?" Jake said teasingly, wiggling his toes.

"Yeah, foot pets belong in the cage and under our feet." Tom added, also wiggling is toes.

"But I am your cousin." Oliver tried to plead. Even when they did let him him out, they would have him worshipping their feet, licking and sucking on their toes, and being a foot stool while they played video games. When they were done with him, they put him back in the cage until later. In fact, they had a pillow and blanket in the cage with him, telling him this was his room till his parents came back home.

"Yeah, but you like our feet so much, we decided to make you our foot pet. We even gave you a nice room to sleep in." Tom laughed, knowing how humilated Oliver was feeling under both their feet inside the cage.

"This isn't a room; it's a cage." Oliver complained. He did like their feet, but he didn't expect them to treat him this way.

"Stop complaining. It's the perfect room for a foot pet." Jake laughed. "Now be quiet in their, your owners are trying to watch this movie." He added as he focused back on the movie they were watching.

Oliver saw no point in saying anything else at this point. He could only look up at his cousin's feet with mixed emotions battling in his mind. On one hand, he wanted to be at their feet so badly, and yet he didn't like much being called their foot pet. Or the fact that they hed him locked in a cage under their feet. At least until fall time came, he belonged to his cousins as their foot pet.

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Larry looked all over for his friend Nico. He was supposed to have gone back to the locker room to get something he had forgotten and was to meet him back at the same spot. But after thirty minutes past by, he got worried something could have happened to him. He tried calling his phone, but it went straight to voicemail. He decided to check the locker room to see if he was still there. He walked in to see a guy he didn't recognize sitting on the bench,

"Sorry to bother you, but a friend of mine was supposed to have come in here in the last thirty minutes. He told me he would be right back, but he hasn't shown up yet. Have you seen anyone come in recently?" Larry asked the guy.

Eric looked up to see the guy asking him a question. He then realized that thia was the friend the guy said would be looking for him. He had smashed the guy's phone and threw it in the trash. There was no evidence that the guy was ever in the locker room. "Sorry, I honestly haven't seen your friend. I don't know where he could be." He told the guy. He could feel a little wiggling coming from his socks.

"Strange, because he said he was coming straight here and then meet back up with me." Larry said as he saw that Nico's things were nowhere to be seen. "And his phone has gone straight to voicemail, which is also unusual." He added.

"I really do hope you find your friend. If you don't mind, I need to finish getting ready." Eric spoke as he gathered his things.

"Thanks." Larry said as he turned to walk out of the locker room.

When Eric saw that the guy was completely gone, he grabbed his shoes. Before putting them on, he turned his attention to his socks. "All that squirming won't do you any good down there. You came into the locker room at the wrong time. I am a TF Pred, and I love collecting new special clothing and objects. You are just the new addition. I suggest you get used to it." He laughed as he put on his shoes and walked out.

Nico could only mentally cry as he was trapped in a foul smelly prison. Since socks couldn't speak, he had no way of letting his friend know his fate. He watched hopelisssly as Larry walked away without the slightest help to him. He was forever at the mercy of the TF Pred he happened to met up with in the locker room.

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Frank couldn't believe his luck. He was working out at his favorite gym spot as usual when he saw someone enter who he had never expected to see in person. It was Josh Hutcherson. He had followed the famous actor in every movie that he had appeared in. He even had an old poster on the wall that he had kept for over several years. The shock of seeing him at his gym spot excited him. He couldn't contain his excitement. He walked over to the actor.

"Mr. Hutcherson, I am a big fan of yours...." Frank started to say, but was immediately stopped from saying anything else.

"Let me stop you right there. I am only in town to star in another movie. I appreciate the fan support, but I am just here to work out." Josh shrugged off the fan and went to go work out as he planned with little attention on himself.

Frank was a little surprised at the reaction with the famous actor. He sort of expected better. Over the next several days, Josh was the same with others who tried to approach him at the gym. It started to annoy him how he was treating his fan base. He wanted to teach Josh a lesson in humility in a special way.

The following day, Frank watched as Josh worked out without making it look obvious. After an hour and a half in, he watched the actor go to the showers. It was the perfect time to enact operation humility. He snuck around and found the actor's gym bag near the showers. He took out the underwear he had intended to change into. Using the tranformation potion he bought online, he drank it. He put one hand in Josh gym bag and turned into a pair of boxer briefs that fell directly into his gym bag. Phase one was complete. He now waited for phase two to happen.

Josh got out of the shower and dried off. He picked up the underwear from out of his bag. He noticed it looked slighty different than before. He put it on and began to get dressed.

Frank saw the actor's balla and cock in his face. The effect should happen soon according to what he researched about the potion he drinked. It should take less than ten minutes.

Josh felt weird eight minutes later. He felt as though ihs body was no longer his. He started losing feelings from his head down to his toes. He didn't know what exactly was going on with his body. He lost consciousness shortly after. When he came to, he saw that his body felt entirely different. He was wrapped around something. He also fetl something strange directly in his face. It felt exactly like some dick and balls. It was also a little stuffy. He tried to move but could only cause slight vibrations. He heard laughter above him that sounded just like his voice.

"I see you are finally wake down there." Frank laughed. He somehow had access to all of Josh memories and knowledge while wearing the actor as his underwear. "I am Frank, the fan you shrugged off at the gym. And I am also you now. No one can tell though. I am also much nicer to the fans than you were." Frank added. "I think I will like being famous." He laughed at the invigorating vibration of his underwear.

"Give me back my life right now!" Josh mentally screamed. Vibration was the only motion he could do. He couldn't voice his protest of being underwear on his own body. The fact of seeing his own cock and balls so up close was humilating. "Give me back my body!" He screamed mentally even more.

All the vibration was feeling rather good. "Oh, by the way, I can't reverse this. This is our permanent fate. I think we should both enjoy it for what it is." Frank laughed as he walked around at the new Josh Hutcherson. Smiling at the fact that the real actor was nothing but underwear now.

Hello! Glad to see you posting on a more regular basis. Love your stories! Can you write something with either Cody Christian or Josh Hutcherson? Maybe having a fan take possession of their body while forcing their celebrity soul into a part of their own body or something for their body to wear, like an underwear, feets or even the dick. Thanks in advance and take care of yourself :)

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Every time his boyfriend Danny ran out of clean underwear, Clark would volunteer to be his until he had a clean pair to wear. At first, it would be unintentional. Soon, Danny would purposely not wash his clothes so that Clark would instantly volunteer to be his underwear. He would then wait several days before actually washing his clothes. He started to think that his boyfriend was actually enjoying this. He did have to admit, Clark was a very comfortable pair to wear.

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Venny searched through his files on his playlist. He saw that all his Justin Bieber songs were deleted and replaced with a group he didn't care for. He called his boyfriend Ryan into the room.

"What happened to my Justinn Bieber songs in my playlist?" Venny asked with an annoyed look on his face.

"Yeah, that singer is so wacked. No way I could let you continue to listen to him, bae. I deleted them for your own good." Ryan admitted with no regret in his voice.

"But he is my favorite singer. You had no right to do that." Venny complained. "It's my playlist. I decide what songs are in it, not you." He added.

"Not if I have to hear any of it." Ryan said and walked off not sorry about it one bit.

Venny was so upset over his songs being deleted. He wanted Ryan to pay for it in a big way. He then remembered the Mr. Jin advertisement he saw online. He wondered how he could help with that.

The next day, Venny arrived at Mr. Jin's office for his appointment. He sat across from him at his desk.

"How can I assist you today?" Mr. Jin asked. He wondered what his new customer wanted. Usually, all request involved that person being something else.

"It's my boyfriend, he completed ruined by playlist. All my Justin Bieber songs were deleted. The fact that he wasn't even sorry about it made me so angry." Venny explained.

"Hmm, so what would you want to happen?" Mr. Jin asked with a curious look on his face. He wondered what Venny wanted to happen to his boyfriend.

Venny thought about it for a moment. He knew the exact punishment that would fit the crime. "I want Ryan to be the feet of the very singer he hates, Justin Bieber."

"I understand. I hope you understand my contracts are permanent. Once I grant your request he will be gone. He will belong to Justin Bieber. Do you understand?" Mr. Jin explained to his new customer. It was a first for him that didn't involve the customer himself.

"I completely understand." Venny responded as he waited to see how this would go. Magically, a contract appeared on the desk in front of Mr. Jin. The contract was turned around for him to read. Mr. Jin handed him a special pen to sign on the bottom line. After reading it in its entirety, he signed it. The contact magically vanished as it had appeared.

"Now what?" Venny asked.

"It's done. Ryan is no longer at home. He is exactly where you just put him. Remember, I won't be reversing you wish." Mr. Jin reminded him as he stood up to shake his hand.

"Don't worry, I don't want it reversed." Venny shacked Mr. Jin's hand and left his office feeling satisfied. Now, he could delete those other songs and put his Justin Bieber songs back into his playlist. The next boyfriend he gets would have to be warned about messing with his playlist.

Ryan felt strange. The last thing he remembered was sitting on the couch watching a movie. Now he was seeing the bottom of some pavement. He could hear voice all around him of people having a good time and splashing in pool water. He then heard one voice he hated to hear. It was Justin Bieber's voice. It sounded so close, almost like it was above him. He then saw the ground come closer as he was pressed against it. He was being walked on, he quickly realized. The voice above him was Justin Bieber's. He was literally the feet of pop culture singer somehow. He didn't know how it happened, but it was a complete nightmare. He didn't know who to beg to reverse this horrible new fate.

It was a fate worse than death for him. Ryan couldn't stand the singer, but this took it to a whole new level. He was now a permanent member of the singer's body. There would be no escape from foot odor, sock or shoe odor and having to hear his voice for the rest of his life. He just mentally pleaded that someone would change his fate before the was completely mentally enslaved to the singer as a dumb pair of feet.

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my former boyfriend didn't like Justin Bieber. I want that he has to live as his feet!

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Five years ago, Blake had landed his dream job. He was always into celebrities, but Justin Bieber was his absolute favorite. When he was hired to keep the famous singer and song writer fit, he took the job serious. He enjoyed his job, but the more he kept him fit, the more he started to wish he was the famous singer. He just wished it was possible to do so.

One day, Blake discovered a new feature in the TF Pro Max app. They had added the shrinking and growth option a couple of years back. They now added body swap option in the newest update of the app. All he needed to do was to have his profile set in and to a selfie with the one he wanted to swap bodies with. Since he was so close to the singer, he would have complete trust in him to do a selfie together.

Blake saw Justin at one of the weight stations with his shirt off. "Justin, mind if we to a quick selfie over there?" He asked as he approached him.

"Sure, no problem, Blake. You really help me stay fit." Justin smiled as he stood in front of the weights along with Blake.

Blake had his profile set up and the selfie option opened as he stood there with Justin. He snapped the picture of them both. Even though there was no flash on the facing camera, he lost sight for a brief moment. When he was able to see again. he was in Justin Bieber's body holding the camera. His old body was gone as though it was never there. He wondered where Justin could be since he now inhabited his body. He checked the app to see what could have occurred. He noticed the error. The app thought the weight in the background was the intended transference. Justin was in the weights.

Justin instantly felt stiff and couldn't move. He couldn't speak or make any sound whatsoever. The strangest thing was that he saw his own body moving without him as though he wasn't in his body. As seconds turned into minutes, he saw that he was dreaming. He was not in his old body, but somewhere else.

Blake turned to the weight. "Sorry, Justin, but I am you now. You are a weight to help me keep this new body of mine strong. Unfortunately, I won't be able to reverse this change. Don't worry, though. I have all your knowledge and skills. Everyone will believe I am you." He spoke as he sat down to lift the weight. Even his voice sounded like the former singer. 'This new life of mine is going to be great,' he thought to himself as he continued to lift the weight.

Justin was shocked that his fitness coach had done that to him. He mentally screamed loudly, but no one would hear him at all. He was only a tool now to keep his former body looking hot, while Blake was living his life. He mentally fought being stuck like this, but knew eventually, he would have to accept it. He was powerless to change his fate.

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being the personal coach of Justin Drew Bieber was my dream job but the longer I do this job I want to be the popstar myself transforming him into some weights in his gym

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dad loves food and I love him, so I give him tons of food

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I am getting back to doing the anonymous requested stories, along with directed request stories. I will get to them as I have time since my life hsa gotten a little busy recently. If I haven't gotten to your request yet, I am working on getting to them.

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Trey absolutely hated living next to the large house next to him. The local college had rented it out for students who didn't want to live on campus but wanted to be close to campus. It wasn't entirely bad in the beginning. There were some good students who were really good neighbors. They were mainly quiet most of the time. The problem started when Avery, Philip and and Mike moved into the house. All three were juniors, but that wasn't the problem. The problem was that they all came from rich families. They felt entilted and were obnoxious about it. They would throw loud parties almost every weekend with their girlfriends and many other college buddies. He had often complained to them about it and asked them to tone it down a bit, but they would just blow him off every time. Even having the police come by didn't stop it from happening.

Daniel looked over at Trey as they were trying to watch the game with their friend Willis. "That music next door is so loud. Can they turn it down some? It's drowning out the game." He complained.

Trey understood his complaint. He had to deal with it even when his friends weren't over. "I know, but I have tried several times. They simply ignore my complaint and keep the music loud anyway." He explained, completely exhausted from having to go over the house next door.

"Perhaps let me talk to them." Daniel suggested. All three got up and walked over to the house. He knocked on the door several times to get someone's attention. The music was just that loud. One of them finally came to the door.

A young guy with blond hair opened the door. "Yeah, what you guys want?" Philip asked as he saw one of them was his annoying neighbor who always complains about them. He remembered a few times the guy called the police on them.

"My friends and I are trying to watch a game, and your music is quite loud. We only asked that you turn it down some." Daniel politely asked him.

Philip flipped him off. "We play our music as loud as we want. Our parents pay our tuition for us to live in this nice big house. So go complain somewhere else." He closed the door on them and walked back to the pool to enjoy the party.

"See, I told you. Nothing happens every time I try to ask them not to be so loud." Trey said as all three walked back to his house.

"Well, you need to do something. I don't see how you put up with it." Willis added. He definitely couldn't deal with that attitude almost every weekend.

Several weekends went by, and it was party after party. Trey was getting sick and tired of it. The disrespect even though he was only five years older than them. He saw online his solution to his neighbor problem. He called Daniel and Willis over to discuss it.

"You know about my annoying college neighbors? Well, how about we teach them a lesson while experiencing our college years again?" Trey proposed.

Daniel and Willis thought about it and pondered in their minds how such a thing would be possible.

"That would be cool, but how could we even do that.?" Willis asked, being curioius.

"Yeah, the only way that would be possible if we were them." Daniel laughed it off as a pipe dream.

"Exactly," Trey said, seeing how Daniel was jokingly on point.

"Wait?! What?! That's impossible." Daniel added with an intrigued look on his face.

Trey placed a box on the table before them. "Tihs is a special body swap elixir. All we would need is one DNA sample from them to add, and my annoying college student issues would be gone." He explained to his two friends. He watched as they pondered what he was proposing they do.

"I am in." Daniel spoke up. Willis nodded in agreement right after.

Mike heard a knock on the door. He opened it to see Trey and his three friends. He started to wonder if they were over to complain again. This time, they weren't throwing a loud party. "What is it now?" He asked in an annoyed tone of voice.

"I want to apologize about so many complaints. I want to offer a peace offering." Trey presented a case of beer in his hands. "We can at least talk about it?" He asked with an sincere look on his face.

"Sure, come in." Mike said. "Hey, Philip and Avery, the neighbor bought us some beer." He screamed to his college roommates as Trey, Daniel, and Willis followed him in.

As all six sat down in the living room to share the beer, they talked it over about the situation. Avery, Philip, and Mike agreed to be better neighbors and not be so loud next time they had a party at the house. Trey promised not to complain so much about their partying almost every weekend. All during the conversation, the three college roommates didn't notice that Daniel was gathering three different hair samples and placing them in separate small zip locked bags. Trey, Willis, and Daniel went back to his place after a nice conversation with the three college juniors.

Trey prepared three exliars while Daniel handed him three separate but small ziipped locked bags.

"I don't know which hair sample is which. Trying to label them would be too obvioius." Daniel noted as he watched Trey drop a hair sampe in each exliar and mix it up.

"Alright, let's see if this really works." Trey haneded two of them to Daniel and Willis. "If it does, no more annoying college students to deal with." He added.

"What happens to them if this actually works.?" Williis asked. "Do they switch bodies with us?"

"I really don't know," Trey responded as he drunk down his exliar, which didn't taste all that great. He watched as his friends did the same. At first, nothing happened. He began to wonder if it was falsely advertisement. He then felt a strange feeling in his stomach. He felt like he wanted to puke. He saw Daniel and Willis feeling the same way. Nect came extreme pain. It was like every muscle and nerve ending was on fire.

"This really hurts." Willis exclaimed.

"Same here." Daniel added.

"Hopefully, it will be over soon." Trey spoke, hoping his words were true. He soon felt himself losing consciousness. He saw his two friends fall to the floor unconscious. He soon found himself doing the same, unsure of what was coming next.

Daniel woke up feeling like his body was different. He then saw that he was in the neighbor's house. He wondered how he got there. He stood up and saw that he wasn't in his old body. He ran to the closest mirror. He was shocked. He was in Avery's body. "It really worked." He spoke. He even sounded like Avery. He was a young college student all over again. What he discoved next shocked him. He had access to all of Avery's memories. He could successfully be Avery, and no one would be wiser. Yet, he still retained his own memories from his old body. He found it amazing. He saw Philip and Mike coming to stand behind him in the mirror. "Philip? Mike?" He asked. He saw both of them shaking their heads.

"Well, the new Philip," Willis spoke, smiling in his new younger body.

"And the new Mike," Trey added. "This is amazing. We really are them now."

"I am still curious as to what happened to the original owners. And is this temporary?" Willis asked the new Mike. He was still amazed that his voice sounded just like Phillip.

New Mike knew one answer to his question. "Unfortnantly, it is permanent. We won't be going back to normal. This is our new life now, yet I won't complain. I have all of Mike's memories. No one will ever tell the difference." He laughed. "As to the original owners, I don't know where they are. In any case, it's permanent for them, too. Honestly, not interested in their fate either. I am the new Mike now." He added.

"I agree, those annoying party hog's lives are ours now." New Avery remarked as they high five each other on a successful plan of revenge.

ORIGINAL OWNER'S POINT OF VIEW........

Avery was chilling on the couch with his college bros when he felt his body go limp. He couldn't move or speak suddenly. He saw the same sense of panic in Mike's and Philip's eyes. Neither of them were able to do anything, no motion or sound what so ever. He began to wonder what was really going on. He soon lost all vision. He couldn't see anything. After several minutes, he regained his vision. He saw that something was wrapped around him. It also had a slight odor to it. It smelled like feet. He instantly smelled a distinct scent. It was the smell of his own socks. He began to wonder why was he smelling his own socks when he felt somehing move part of his new form. It was toes that were moving. He saw that he was a pair of feet. He was actually feet on his own body. His body was moving without him controlling it. He realized a great nightmare. Someone was inhabiting his body while he ws reduced to being feet. It was then he knew it had to be a scheme developed by his annoying neighbor. Some how, one of them was now in his body. He was powerless as he was being walked on and trapped in a stinky sock of his own making. No manner of mental screaming would never be heard. He was trapped, and there was nothing he could about it.

Mike woke up seeing the world from a different point of view. It was the point of view from the floor. He couldn't move or speak. He was only woken up by the sudden movement of his new form. He was a pair of feet on his own body. He could smell the distinct odor of how his feet smelled. From this perspective, it really reeked. He heard someone talking in his voice. From the conversation, he could understand that his neighbor and his friends had somehoow inhabit the bodies of him and his roommates. When he heard that it was permanent, he wasnted to cry. He didn't like being a pair of feet. His own foot odor was torture enough. He mentally begged for the one controlling his body to reverse what they had done.

Philip was angry at being walked on like an apendage. Being a pair of feet while someone was living his life was a complete nightmare. The fact that those three could walk into their lives and no one would realize it made his situation even more hopeless. Being a pair of feet on his own body for the rest of his life was desparing and most humiliating. He could only imagine being stuck in the stinky pair of shoes he owned. Being trapped in the same stinkiness that he cultivated. He now only wished they were better neighbors.

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my 18yo neighbor is a college freshman always partying with his two mates at the pool. sometimes their gf are there too. it's really loud and two friends and I were complaining about it but nothing works. maybe the 3 should live as their own feet while me and my friends restart college as them

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Love this story

Right before the 4-hour road trip to see the relatives, you beg your college stepbrother for a huge favor. The favor could get you in deep trouble with your parents and you want your stepbro to go along with the fake alibi. He flashes his smile, props his dirty socks up on the desk, and points to them. It’s been his way of showing his older dominance over you in making you breathe in his ripe foot odor. You think he gets a power trip from it or simply enjoys seeing you buried under his feet while rubbing the stink of them in your face. You really need the favor and move forward, pressing your face into his worn socks. You grunt some as you inhale their sweaty, sock odor and move your face against his soles. You feel humiliated by this and can sometimes handle the smell of his feet, yet other times it can be overwhelming.  “Smell under my toes worm,” he orders and you move your nose up to his toes, pressing it firmly into them. You take deep sniffs, the stench overwhelming you. You try to do a good job of sniffing his socks and after about 10 minutes, he says he’ll go along with your favor. You rub your face up and down his soles a couple more times, hoping he accepts your gratitude, and head off for a while to get an errand done before you all have to go.

Shortly before getting back, you get a text image from him showing off his huge bare foot. He sends a message under it saying,” Thought about the favor and I’m gonna need a little more. You can rub my feet for a while in the back seat and if you don’t do a good job, you know what happens.”  

You respond back,”We had a deal, you can’t back walk it!”  

From the stepbro,” I can do whatever I want. If you want your secret outing kept safe, you’re gonna be my slave during this visit.” 

You respond defeated,” Ok ok. But not the bare feet, please.” 

He responds,” Just cause you protested, YES the bare feet and you are DEFINITELY getting them in your face.”

You reply back, knowing you said the wrong thing and he for sure wasn’t going to back down,” Ok Mike,” you type back, trying to appease him. “ I’m sorry but please… only when we stop at the convenience store. I’ll race in and get whatever you want and come back.”

A moment passes and your stepbro responds,”😈. Damn right you will worm. I want drinks and snacks from the store too.” 

Of course, when the trip started and everyone was settled in, the feet fell into your lap, and you started massaging them off and on. When the pit stop came, you told the parents you were getting some stuff for you and your stepbro and would meet them back at the car. Naturally, getting back and handing over the snacks to him, his bare soles were quickly thrust into your face. Feeling the bottoms smear against your nose, having no choice but to endure it, you hear him order you to smell them. You breathe in, his toes clenching over your nostrils as you inhale the lingering odor of the socks you sniffed earlier. Both feet then smother your face as you hear him open the chips and drink. Several minutes go by, feeling the soles nudge your face some, hearing him call you foot slave, before the feet are removed from your face, and you see light again. He smiles at you and tells you there’s more to come later on. The parents get back in and the trip resumes. 

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The position as the new manager of the department became available after the previous manager had retired. Ten applicants within the department submitted their resumes for consideration. Paul and Gregory were the top two candidates that seemed to be best suited for the position, but it was a hard choice deciding between the two.

Paul saw the email that the position would be decided based off of personal interview between him and Gregory for the new manager job. Gregory was a rivaling competition he felt like that needed to be removed before the interviews happened. He didn't want the chance of them picking his rival. He sent Gregory an email to meet up at the bar after work since the interview was to happen in a few days to celebrate that they were the final two.

Later after work, Paul waited at the table at the bar he selected. He had already ordered the drinks and was waiting for him. Gregory walked in shortly after and sat down.

"Is that my drink?" Gregory asked Paul.

"Yup, I ordered for you in advance. You should like it." Paul said with a friendly smile as he slid the drink over to him. He took several gulps from his drink. He watched as Gregory began to drink his.

"Wow, this is good. You picked a good selection." Gregory commented on the drink as he drunk it down rather quickly. "It was really tasty." He added as he belched.

Paul waited a little more as he finished off his drink. 'It should take effect soon,' he thought to himself as he continued to watch Gregory.

Gregory then started to feel sleepy. It was beginning to feel like a struggle to keep his eyes open. "I feel like I need a nap." He said before his head landed on the table completely unconscious.

Paul got up and help carry Gregory to his car. He explained to others that his friend was really tired, and he was taking him home to rest. Those at the bar seemed to buy his excuse. Once he got him in the car he drove home, feeling satisfied with the results.

Gregory woke up from what felt like an extremely long nap. He found himself in a small cage on the floor of someone's bedroom. The room didn't look familiar to him. He could tell that he was shrunken in size by the size of the cage and the room. He hard large footsteps approaching. He then knew whose room he was in. It was Paul's as he saw him sit on the bed and look down at him.

"The last thing I remember was having a drink with you at the bar. How did I end up this way?" Gregory asked. He wanted an explanation of his situation.

"Yeah, I drugged your drink so that I could get you home. I then shrunk you down to 6" tall and put you in that cage." Paul paused with a smile. "At least for now," he added.

"But why?" Gregory asked, hoping it wasn't for what he was thinking that it was.

"Duh, should be obvious. You are smart enough to know why." Paul smirked.

"I am the competition, and you are trying to make sure I don't make the final interview?" Gregory asked, but already knew the answer.

"Exactly, you are my tiny pet for now. After the final interview is over, I will release you." Paul paused getting closer to the cage to take a good look at his tiny macro pet. "For now, enjoy your new home." He laughed as he got up to leave his bedroom.

"You can't do this. People will know I am missing and will look for me." Gregory screamed back. He only heard Paul laughing as he continued to walk out of the room, leaving him trapped in the cage on his bedroom floor.

During the next several days, Gregory was taken out to the cage a few times during the day to lick and kiss Paul's giant feet. A few times, Paul would place him between his feet crush him for fun. At one point, Paul taped him to his flip flop and wore it while walking around the house. He was treated like a toy and tiny pet when he was home. When Paul went to work, he was kept in the cage to be played with when his owner got home. He only hoped that Paul would keep his word and return him back to normal size after the interview part was over.

Four days later, Gregory saw Paul walking into his room smiling. He had taken off his shoes and pointed his socked feet at the small cage on the floor. He was forced to smell the ripe odor coming from them.

"Well, I have good news and somewhat good news for you, my little toy." Paul said while wiggling his socked toes at the tiny in his cage. "One, I got the promotion because the competition failed to show up for their interview." He added.

"Then let me go. You won. You got the job. NO NEED TO KEEP ME!" Gregory demanded.

"Secondly, they fired the competition because they failed to arrive for the interview. So technically, you don't have a job anymore." Paul told him as he moved his socked feet to see Gregory's reaction to this news.

"How is that good news? I lost my job because of you." Gregory was pissed. He was treated as a toy and pet for the past four days and now had no job.

"It's good news, because I get to keep my toy. I am going to have so much fun with you." Paul smiled down at him. "No one knows where you are, which means, you are my little secret." He laughed.

Gregory saw his fate was sealed. Paul had no intentions of letting him go now. "Please, there is no need to keep me." He pleaded.

Paul put his feet next to the cage once again. "You have a new purpose now. You will worship and serve my feet. That is your new job." He laughed as he wiggled his socked toes at his tiny pet.

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Alvin saw there were three new positions that had opened up in the department. He thought this was his time for a big promotion on the job. He saw that the new job was waste management positions. He saw that the position would be permanent. He would not have to worry about being fired from it. He was curious that there was three positions available in waste management. He applied anyway. He was sure he would get one of them. The fact that the position could come with higher pay was the motivation. He also saw that each position would get it's own office space. He had been so used to being in a cubicle that he often wondered what it would be like to have an actual office in the company. He looked over at the other two cubicles.

"Ben and Henry, you two heard about the new positons that are available?" Alvin asked them. Ben and Henry were his best friends on the job. They always had lunch together as often as they could. They just struck up a good friendship that hs been going on for the past few years.

"Yeah, it comes with office space, permanent post, and possible pay raise." Henry said next. "Definitely would be an upgrade from this cubicle." He added.

"The fact it is three positions means all three of us could move up at the same time." Ben added to the conversation. "Wee should all apply. What do you guys think?"

"Duh, it's no brainer." Alvin said as he had the application opened up and ready to put in his resume. "Let's get out of these cubicles and into an office." He added.

"And with better pay." Ben added as all three began to submit their resume with the appllication to move up further in the company.

A few weeks later, all three were shocked and surprised. All three of their names were picked out of twenty applicants. They were estatic over their new promotions. They could not wait to move into their new offices and celebrate. They were called into the supervisors office for a brief meeting on their promotion.

All three walked into their supervisor's office. He motioned for them to have a seat on the three chairs in front of his desk. "Before you three move into your new offices, I wanted to congratulate you on recieving the promotion. Let's have a little toast to your success." He spoke to them as he brought a small trey with four glasses on it. He handed them each one before taking the last one for himself. He took several sips of his glass while he watched the three drink theirs down rather quickly.

"That was delicious," Alvin said, still tasting it on his tongue.

"Yeah, what was that drink? I would not mind having another." Henry added. It was the most delicious drink he had had in a long time.

Ben felt a little wosey moment later. "What was in that drink, sir? I am starting to feel a little strange."

Alin and Henry then noticed they were feeling the same way. They saw a smile on their supervisor's face.

"That was just a concoction to prepare you for your new position." Their supervisor paused in statement as he saw all three slowly losing consciousness. "You need to be durable to handle your new position of waste management." He laughed as all three lost full consciousness and slumbed over on the chairs. He made the call all as three strong men came and dragged all three out of his office to install them in their new offices.

Henry woke up feeling his body in a different form. He was connected to the floor and wall. He had a lid over him that was also a part of his body. He tried to speak, but no sound was uttered. He couldn't move a single bit. It was so disconcerting. He then heard a voice coming. It sounded like a good friend that he started to get to know at work. He felt a hand lift up the lid. He saw it was Drew just as he figured. What happened next horrified him. He saw Drew closing some door, pulling down his pants and underwear, and sitting on his face. There was something coming from his ass. "No, please, not this!" He mentally screamed as poop dropped into his mouth. Even though water was in his mouth, he could taste the poop. It was so disgusting. Poop after poop came, leaving a foul stench in its wake. When he saw that Drew was done, he felt him pull down a lever. He was forced to swallow all his poop and pee. He saw Drew go wash his hands, leaving him in misery. It was like he didn't even recognize him. He used him like he was just a toilet. It then dawned on his mind what he was. He was a literal toilet. The waste management was for human waste. He started to hate that he ever applied for the position now.

Henry heard the flushing of a toilet. He realized that he was in a restroom. He then saw his nightmare come true as one guy he hated at work was coming in the restroom. He heard him complain about the foul odor that was left behind by the previous occupant. He saw his lid lifted up as Terrance pulled out his dick and began to pee in his mouth. The water did nothing to take away the taste of his piss. He tried to scream for help, but no sound or words were spoken. As he saw Terrance pull the lever, he was forced to swallow his hated rival's piss. It really was a nightmare now. He was a human waste management literally. He watched as the guy didn't even wash his hands, but just left him like a toilet that he was.

Ben was disgusted with himself for not realizing it before. There had never been a waste management position ever in the department. The fact that all three of them fell for it at the same time. His nightmare came in the form of one of the larger size department heads. He wanted to run or do something to get away as his fat ass sat on his face. First, he urinated in his mouth. Next came large tards dropping in his mouth one after the other. The smell and taste were intense. He could do nothing as the guy used him like an object in the restroom. When he finished, swallowing all his shit and pee made him wished he had ignored the position notice. His new existence was nothing he ever wanted to be, but he was powerless to change it.

The supervisor walked in a few hours later. All three had been used several times over by different coworkers and employees, completely unaware that the toilets were former employees. He looked at each toilet and saw the abuse they had already taken. "You three are doing a great job in waste management." He laughed and walked out. He was satisfied that the new toilets were working out great, at least until they needed to replace them again. In that case, those three would be tossed in the trash and discarded as though they didn't even exist.

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New toilet tf story coming soon.....

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