tf-vore-and-more

[tf-vore-and-more]

comission for @wolfiezph

[tf-vore-and-more]

Some old DCs hightops. Nicely broken in and comfortable to wear.

Phoenix climbed to 117°F (47.2 °C) yesterday.

Imagine being stuck inside my kicks. It would be an overwhelming sauna.

[tf-vore-and-more]

Picture source: anonymous

[tf-vore-and-more]

[tf-vore-and-more]

[tf-vore-and-more]

“So what’s this about keeping me after class for detention just casue I failed your stupid exam? Who cares! Funny thing is that I know about your reputation. We all know how you like to be degraded by high school upperclassmen and how you use detention as a lame excuse. Knowing that I bet you would be pleased to get a nice upclose sniff of my foot right out my stinky trashed Converse. Well here’s my fucking rule. I get an A from now on on all my exams and homework and no calling out my name in class. Start with changing this F to an A and I might just let you degrade yourself.”

[tf-vore-and-more]

morning kiss kiss

[tf-vore-and-more]

[tf-vore-and-more]

I now have a name for this guy

[tf-vore-and-more]

Picture source: @sarge555

Nick needed help around his house keeping the landscape looking good. He decided to hire someone to keep his landscape looking perfect. Jose was hired and came with good recommendation.

Nick observed Jose's work. He started out good, but soon his work started slacking. He even had to go over some of his yard work to make it look better. He was getting disappointed especially how much he was paying him to take care of his landscape. After the third week of his slackness, he decided to fire him and hire a new landscaper for his yard.

Just as Jose was arriving to work on the yard, Nick approached him. "I really hate to do this, but I think I need to go with a new person for my yard. It's nothing personal, but your work isn't as good as I had expected." Nick explained before Jose could even get started.

"Please, don't fire me. I promise I can do better." Jose pleaded

"I am sorry, but my mind is made up." Nick restated his decision.

"Please, I will do better, I promise. I really need this job. I honestly would do anything." Jose pleaded again.

Nick thought something. There was one thing he needed. He wanted to test out new boots without having to buy them. "There is one thing you can do for me. It's really simple, a can't fail task. Are you interested?" He proposed.

"Oh yes, I will take it." Jose spoke up fast, desperate for employment.

Nick opened up his phone. He put in the setting for the boots he had found online. He pointed his phone camera at Jose and hit the flash option. Instantly, Jose was turned into a pair of fresh new boots. "You look just like the boots I want to buy online. I can't wait to see how comfortable these boots are. I think a week like this should be fine." He spoke to his boots as he tried them on his feet.

Jose saw the flash, and he felt his whole existence change. He couldn't move or speak. His field of view was limited. The light he did see was soon blotted out by what looked like a large-socked foot descending towards his face. He quickly realized that what he heard was really true. He was turned into footwear. He saw Nick's sweaty socked feet press down on his face. He wanted a job badly, but this was something he didn't want. As Nick began to walk, he could feel the surface beneath the soles of his boot bodies. He had to endure that along with Nick's sweaty socked feet pressing down on his face with each step. It was horrible, especially since there was a slight odor coming from the socks. "Change me back, please. I rather leave than to be boots!" He mentally pleaded but with no means to voice his thoughts, nothing was going to change.

"Really nice boots. I can't wait to see how comfortable they are after a week of wearing them." Nick commented about his new boots. They were indeed very comfortable. He might have to purchase a pair after the week of use was over.

SIX MONTHS LATER.....

Nick relaxed looking at the new landscaper working in his yard. The new guy was hired six months ago and was doing an excellent job. The old guy was also doing an excellent job under his feet. He had decided to keep him and save his money. There was no need to buy a pair when his current pair was so perfect. Jose needed a job as he so begged of him. He now had a forever job of serving his feet. And he was actually doing a good job at it.

[tf-vore-and-more]

It’s been a week since my roommate turned me into a pup. I didn’t think he could do it – hypnosis isn’t real, right? But he put me to under his command and when I woke up I couldn’t talk, couldn’t stand on two legs, could only bark and obey his commands.

“Come here, boy,” he ordered, and I padded naked over to him, whimpering.

“Smell your handler’s scent,” he said, pointing to his cock.

I leaned in and took a deep whiff. He’d been working out, and was so sweaty and ripe. I stuck out my tongue to lick his cock and he gently tapped my ear.

“No, boy,” he said. “Not until I give you permission.”

I whimpered helplessly. I needed to taste it. I craved it. I desperately wanted my handler’s taste on my pup tongue. I know I’m not really a pup, I’m a man … but with each day it’s harder and harder to remember. I just want to give in and become his completely.

Get more stories of transformation, power, and control: https://amzn.to/2zuzn1M

[tf-vore-and-more]

[tf-vore-and-more]

[tf-vore-and-more]

[tf-vore-and-more]

[tf-vore-and-more]

[tf-vore-and-more]

Picture source: anonymous

Nolan took off his sneaker after coming back from the gym. Normally, these sneakers would have his feet in pain after such an intense workout. Yet, his feet felt wonderful. He looked at the insole trapped inside.

"At first, I thought it was a horrible idea, turning you into my insoles. But you begged for this is that it got annoying. Now I see it was an awesome idea." Nolan paused. "You made these sneakers very comfortable." He added.

Nolan examined the other sneaker and saw the insole was still in good condition. "You really survived all of what my feet did to you. That is awesome." An idea then popped in his mind. One he had not considered before. "I hope you don't mind. I am going to keep you in my shoes and any pair of shoes I decide to wear for the next two months. I will change you back after then. You make my feet feel good." He laughed at the aspect of using his roommate as his insoles for two months.

Radley had begged for this in the beginning. He had seen a fantasy video of a guy turned into an insole and stuffed into his friend's shoe. He wanted to experience that for real. He begged Nolan to change him into insoles since he found out he had the TF Pro Max app.

At first Nolan had refused, but the constant begging won him over. He was turned into insoles. Now Radley had started to regret his choice. The constant stepping was extremely painful. He couldn't put it into words, honestly. The sweat and odor from his roommate's socks didn't help much either. In fact, it made it a stinky and sweaty hell inside his shoes. To think that was just one workout session, he couldn't imagine what two straight months would be like every time Nolan wore a pair of shoes. He changed his mind and wanted to be human again. Yet as insoles, he had no way to voice that choice. He was powerless as he was later on put into another pair of sneakers for Nolan to go hang out with his friends. He saw it was going to be a long two months, and that was if Nolan kept his word. He was at his mercy or should he say the mercy of Nolan's feet.