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#1 — Skylar

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Fuckin want to be his faggot frfr

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'beg for my feet silly gooner boy'

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He turned me into a sock, and there is nothing I can do about it.

I met Gavin online, we both liked go skate, smoke, and lived relativley close to eachother. So naturally we met up in person and began to go to the skate park together, and smoke back at his place.

One night while getting high Gavin took off his socks, and I couldn't help but look at his feet. They were so hot. He had the most perfect soles, and the most suckable toes I'd ever seen.

I couldn't stop looking. They were perfect, the most perfect feet. I felt my body heat up, something changed in me, I needed his feet I needed to be with them, as close as I could be.

That's when he moved over to the couch I was on. He layed down on my legs and took another hit before he put his feet in my face.

I was totally enamored, their they were in all of their perfectness. Gavin smirked and pushed his toes against my nose. They were so musky from our skating earlier, and still sweaty! I began to take in their hypnotic scent. My mind went numb and I was so hopelessly addicted to the smell that when he said

"Suck"

I automatically put his toes in my mouth. That's when I felt my body start to change, but before I could do anything Gavin chuckled a bit,

"You won't be able to stop sucking my toes. My feet have this effect on guys once they put my toes in their mouth. See I normally don't do this, but when I saw you smelling my sock the other day I just knew you'd be happier with my feet. And how could I deny my best friend that opportunity."

I was confused but only for a moment. I felt my skin behind to crawl and saw it begin to take on a black cotton look. For a moment I was scared, but then I realized what was happening. Gavin was going to let me be at his feet all the time. While skating, while smoking. I won't even need weed to get high anymore because I'll be so high on his foot musk.

My body began to shrink around his foot as I continued to suck his toes.

"I said earlier I don't do this often. Only when guys really like my feet. Your other half here," he said picking up one of his socks from the floor "He was my little brother. Yeah I turned him a few months ago, and he couldn't be happier with his life on my feet. Just like I know you will be too."

My body reshaped and formed into a black cotton sock encasing Gavin's foot. I instantly felt euphoria once my transformation was complete. Absorbing his sweat and musk, my whole life now dedicated to hugging and smelling Gavin's feet.

After a few months I was totally and completely dedicated to Gavin's feet. I spent my days worshipping them, day and night as he never took me off, and as I gave into my new life my body fully transformed into a sock and he began to wear me out.

"Huh, looks like you're wearing out little guy. That's okay, once you are too destroyed I'll absorb you into my foot and you can live the rest of your existence as my foot musk. I know you'd like that." Gavin said rubbing his hand over me. "But that means I'll need a new sock... I wonder if your friend Kyle would be willing to give up his life for me feet?"

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Thrifted Snapback

James loved perusing the thrift stores in his college town in the Midwest. There was something so magnificent about being able to style an entire outfit and personality around one specific second-hand item. Being so skinny, the pants he would buy needed to be styled with a belt, but it was part of the magic of being able to make something new out of someone else’s clothes.

In one of the smaller stores at the edge of town, James stumbled upon a section filled with miscellaneous accessories. Always a sucker for pieces that added a little flair to the fabric, James began to sort through them: a waterproof watch, a seashell necklace, some knee pads, stud earrings, and… a black snapback. 

James paused. He had always avoided getting headwear at thrift stores because of the risk of lice, but there was something intriguing about this hat. Lifting it up to his face, he took a sniff: it smelled clean, with only a hint of sunscreen. It was perfectly plain enough to add to any outfit of his. He wanted it. Trotting up to the cash register, he made his purchase and headed out of the store, hopping onto the first bus back to campus.

As soon as he got back into his dorm room, James immediately pulled out the snapback and put it on his head with the rim facing forward. Looking in the mirror, he smirked at how he stupid he looked. No one cool wore a hat with the rim forward. He pulled the snapback off of his head and turned it around, slowly placing it back on his head.

Suddenly, he felt a strange jolt of electricity surge through his body, starting from the top of his head and flowing down through his entire being. At first, he thought he had been electrocuted, but then he felt a sense of warmth spreading throughout his body, and his hair began to change.

His hair began to grow at an incredible rate, inching down his back and around his shoulders like golden waves. It felt soft and bouncy to the touch, with a texture that reminded him of cotton candy. The color of his hair changed too, shifting from its original dark brown to a bright, sunny blond. His eyebrows grew thick and manly, transforming from his manicured arches into bushy caterpillars. As he blinked, dumbfounded at his transformation, his eyes lightened to a bright blue color. 

His biceps bulged like melons, with veins that looked like they were about to burst. His chest expanded into a broad, chiseled wall of muscle, complete with a deep, rippled cleavage that seemed to have a life of its own. Even his abs were impossibly defined, with six-pack muscles that looked like they had been chiseled out of stone. But it wasn't just his upper body that was changing. His legs grew thicker and more powerful, with quads that bulged out like balloons and calves that looked like they could crush coconuts. His butt, which had once been flat and unremarkable, now jutted out like a shelf, perfectly sculpted and round. His feet slowly stretched out on the floor, pushing against the hard, cold surface. His toes stretched and lengthened, growing thick blond hair on the tops, spreading to the tops of his feet and snaking up his legs. The thick blond hair found its way to his torso, swirling up into his armpits, which grew dense forests of hair. The hair began encircling his crotch, which pulsated with energy. With each electric burst coming from the cap, the bulge in his pants swelled further and further, causing waves of immense pleasure to emanate throughout his entire body.

James’ newly blue eyes began to water up, forcing him to bring his massive hands to his face and wipe them dry. When he took his hands away, he found himself no longer in his dingy dorm in the Midwest. Instead, James found himself in the sun on the beach in some tropical paradise. The electricity began to concentrate on his head again. He grabbed his skull, unable to focus on anything besides the waves of electric pleasure shooting through his body. He couldn’t think straight. The hat was doing something strange to him and it needed to stop.

This was wrong. He couldn't be on the beach! He needed to get back to his dorm because he had classes tomorrow. He paused. Classes? He had dropped out of college years ago to travel the world. His head hurt. What was happening? He had never been this muscular before, how would he explain this to his friends and family? They would never believe it. James gripped the snapback with his hands, trying desperately to pry it from his head. As he struggled with it, the muscles in his arms tensed trying to rip it off, flexing his massive biceps and working up a sweat in his hairy armpits. His head felt foggy, but he needed to get this damn hat off.

Finally, with one big yank, James pulled the snapback from his head and tossed it into the sand, along with all the memories of his former life as a scrawny Midwest nerd. Turning around in the sand, James began to stroll back to the condo he was renting in Hawaii, leaving his massive footprints in the sand. Entering the house, he reached for his muscular abdomen with his enormous hand and turned back towards the beach. All the ladies at the beach were cooing at him and his massive body; they all wanted a piece of him. This was going to be a fun night.

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