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Quenton had lost their friendly bet once again. Lee and him would often challenge each other on their favorite PS5 sport games on who was better. Lee did lose one time. He got to wear him as his shoes for a week, which he rather enjoyed. But he was the one usually losing most of the time. The last time he lost, Lee turned him into underwear and wore him for a week and a half. This last time he lost to his friend, he was turned into a pair of socks.
Quenton slightly dread losing this time time. Lee had threatened to wear his hold worn-out shoes for the entire week. He saw that Lee wasn't lying one bit. This wasn't the first time that Lee turned him into socks, though. He was sort of merciful last time that he did. Before being changed into a pair of socks via the TF Pro Max app, he saw a sadistic grin on his friend's face.
Lee put on a pair of shoes that were at least five years old. They reeked of his strong foot odor. "Sorry, but you lost again, buddy. It's sock time again." He laughed heartily as he tied his shoe strings, securing them to his feet. The thought of Quenton trapped in that musk and sweat amused him. He had several errands to run. He was definitely going to have fun walking in his old shoes wearing him as his socks.
Quenton saw this was much worse than the last time as socks. The shoes smelled horried. The insoles were slightly worn down. He could smell and taste the result of sweat and musk collected over the years. This was the pair that Lee had worn barefoot many times. He wondered how long he would be socks this time.
Lee normally was uncomfortable wearing his current shoes because of how bad the insoles were. Yet, making Quenton into a pair of durable, super comfortable socks solved that problem with these sneakers. His feet felt good with each step.
Quenton felt tremendous pain, almost like double pain. He felt the pressure of Lee's feet crushing him every time he walked or just stood still. And he felt like knives were stabbing him from the bottom by the worn down insoles beneath him. Being pressed into it made is even worse. He could taste everything around him with such intensity. His sense of smell was at a 1000% beyond normal human senses. He wanted to complain and beg for mercy, but he lost fair and square. He made a promise that he would win the next game once Lee turned him back to normal. He was going to to the same thing rigiht back.
Lee knew that Quenton would make him pay if he lost a game to him, but he was going to make sure that never happened. He knew he would be able to distract his friend with his bare feet like always. Quenton had a weakness for his bare feet. Two weeks as his socks would be his friend's fate, then he would change him back to normal. Next, he might change him into a pair of insoles for his current sneakers when he loses again. That thought made Lee laugh as he continued doing his errands, enjoying the comfort, while Quenton had all the pain.
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A birthday gift for one of my followers @wakeup01 who wished to be transformed into a sock for his birthday. I think he meant to say "for the DURATION of my birthday" but oh well. I'm sure he's learned a valuable lesson about the importance of phrasing... which he will probably forget along with everything else over the next year of absorbing foot smells. It's fine though, he'll still be a very good sock for a long time and that's all it needs to be.
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You really should know what you're getting into when making deals like this ....
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