Chapter 2: Chapter 2
I think it's a sign,' she said, smiling.
He smiled back and said, 'a sign from where?'
'From the boot fairy", silly,' she said turning to face him. Her face was red from the heat and she pinched herself in an effort to control her temper. 'You know, there are people who would pay good money for those boots.They're rare. I've only ever seen one other pair like them.' He smiled at that. I haven’t seen boots like those in many years. Aren’t you hot wearing those on a hot night like tonight. She thought, this man cares about my feet, how cute. Then she will get him.She turned to face him and smiled sweetly.
'I don't know what you expect me to do about it,' she said, smiling. He said I would expect you to stop wearing those boots. They make you look like a freak. No normal woman would wear boots like that. Only emos and freaks like you do. And you know what? I like it. It makes me feel special. I get to wear something different than everyone else. You know what they say about girls with big feet. "What say you stop being so judgmental and let people wear what they want. It doesn't matter if it's normal or not. What matters is that it makes them feel good."
"Oh, I'm sorry.I didn't realize that was your line of thinking. I'll be more careful with my words next time," he said smiling again. He reached across the table and took her hand. His fingers were long and slender like he spent a lot of time fishing. He kissed her hand and said, "My name is Thadd, and I was concerned that you would be too hot in those boots. She smiled, “I have never met a man that was so concerned about my big sweaty feet before”. Thadd laughed and said, 'I'm not concerned about your feet, I'm concerned about your attitude. I like the way you think. He pulled her chair out so she was closer to him and leaned over her to meet her eyes."You know, you're the first person I've met that actually likes my boots," she said, smiling. "Usually people tell me that I need to lose weight, get a tan, change my hair. None of that matters if I don’t have boots that fit me. So thank you for being the first person to tell me that my boots are beautiful. She moved her boot onto his crouch and lightly put a little pressure on his balls. He squirmed a little but didn't pull away. Do you want me to take them off? I can take them off," he said breathlessly looking up at her from under long lashes. She smiled and said, “yes but at my place where I can play rough with you”.He looked down at her and smiled. “Where is your place? I've never been there before. She pointed to the door and said, “let’s go little man”. They walked out the door and down the steps into the warm night air. She stopped under a tree and put her arms around him. “It feels good to be out of that hot coffee house”. He squirmed a little but didn't pull away. I need your help with something,” she said putting her face close to his. His eyes closed tightly as she sniffed his neck. She traced a line up his jaw and kissed him on the corner of his mouth. She said “my place is 2 blocks down the street, when we get there I am going to ask you take off my boots and make you smell me sweaty feet”. As soon as the last word left her lips his eyelids flickered open and he stared deep into hers. Their noses almost touched. What are you waiting for? They stumbled into her place hurriedly where she pushed him onto her couch.Go! Take these fucking things off now! He grabbed hold of her wrists gently squeezing until she stepped aside allowing him room to remove them himself. Heavens to Betsy, I hope he doesn’t have a boner right now,' she thought as he pulled the boots off and threw them away. She placed her damp black stocking feet on his chest and pinned him against the couch. He looked looked at her feet and asked her what size to you wear in boots? She smiled wickedly and said size 10 in men’s. Her toes curled slightly as she quickly pressed his nose between her smelly feet and then she licked her bottom lip which made her smile even wider. Now I know why you like them so much. They fit you perfectly,” he said as he took her feet in his hands and sniffed them gently. She purred and wriggled while he tried to get away but she held his face firmly under her large sweaty feet. Finally after some struggle he gave in and sucked one foot clean thoroughly and then licked the other till it was free of sweat and dirt. This is going to be fun,” she thought as she sat back and watched him devour her feet. He was good at what he did and she felt her toes curling and her pussy tightening with each minute that passed.Finally after trying everything possible to escape he gave up and just lay back enjoying the feeling of having his face explore every inch of her foot. She started thinking, I am going to make him suck my toes while I cum. That should teach him a lesson not to mess with my boots again. He started to feel a little strange, her feet seemed to be getting bigger. She pressed her feet into his body again when he realized that he was 1 foot tall. He yelled across the couch at her, “what happened”! She cut him off by putting her black stocking over his face. “I am going to make your whole body wet from the sweat from my big foot”. She pressed him against the couch using her strong legs and big feet. All that could be heard were his muffled screams beneath her big feet. When she finished making him kiss all of her dirty stockings she picked him up bodily with her feet, and tossed over the side of the sofa. He was still in shock when he hit the carpeted floor. She immediately stood up towering over him with an evil grin on her face. “I think I want to trample you flat”, don’t worry you won’t be crushed”. He muttered, ” crushed”? Before he could say more she stepped on his face with the ball of her foot and started crushing his face like she was putting out a cigarette. She then started walking all over him laughing. “I wonder what your body would feel like under my bare feet”?
When she finished suffocating him completely with her stockings she removed them leaving only her bare feet on his body. He groaned and rolled over trying to get away but she caught him under her heal and forced him to kiss her feet.She stepped on his face again and this time she didn’t stop until he was begging her to stop with his muffled voice trapped between her toes. She smiled when he started to moan and when she felt his hands reaching for her feet. She stopped dead in her tracks and pushed him back against the cushion" of the couch. His body reacted and he growled like a dog as his hands clawed at her smelly stocking that lay near his hand. She pulled her feet out of his grasp and stepped on his face with her bare feet. This is going to be fun,” she thought as she looked down at his gasping face and saw the fear in his eyes.I am going to kill you slowly,” she said softly and started walking again.
She walked around him and stood on his chest forcing him to inhale her stench and then she dropped to her knees to loosen his pants and remove his underwear. His dick was hard as a rock and jutting out from his body.It was a beautiful thing to behold. She stroked it gently with her hand and then took it between her full moist lips and sucked it gently. When she released it from her mouth she let it hang between her full moist lips for a moment and then swallowed it whole.When she came up for air she was gasping for breath and her mouth was bone dry. She looked up at him and smiled. He smiled back but his eyes were big and unwavering. He was going to die young and it was going to be because of her. She was going to crush him slowly and surely. She stood back up and placed her toes onto his chest while angling her foot upwards. Amber asked him,” how do you like my feet”? She had many pronounced tendons and veins on the tops of her sweaty feet. Her ankles looked powerful and strong. She had legs that were well defined with strong calf muscles. Thad thought that Amber could have been a runner or athlete of some kind.She smiled and put her left foot on his face and her right foot on his stomach. In spite of everything he loved her feet. They were soft and strong and the color of springtime. Her toes were powerful and pretty and pink. It wasn't unusual for her to walk around the house with boots on and her sexy feet hidden. He felt that her feet were perfect. She was an EMO girl with big feet and big legs.She had a powerful and dominant personality and she used that to her advantage. She was beautiful and sexy and he loved her. She had a strong and unique scent and she was beautiful.
Amber let her powerful legs press down on his stomach and her powerful toes curl his hair and tickle his nose. She leaned over him and sniffed his breath and tasted his blood. It was exhilarating and disgusting all at the same time.She stepped off his face and stood on his shoulders. She was a giantess and he was her little man. She reached for his mouth and forced him to open it. She kissed him and licked his lips. She broke away from his mouth and pressed her lips to his, hers were bigger and more sensuous than his. She stood back up on his shoulders and nudged his chin with her black painted toenails. She asked him if he liked the color? He nodded his head and she stepped off him again.
She was breathing heavy and her heart was pounding. In spite of everything he loved her feet with black toenails. He nodded yes and thanked her. Then she crushed him underneath her weight once again asking him what colors he would want for their next painting project together. I want you to paint my toes,” she said with a smile and her eyes twinkling with mischief. His face reddened and he stammered a no.She stepped on his face again and this time she didn’t stop until he was gasping for air and his eyes were big and unwavering like his soul was being sucked out of him. She stepped off him and took a deep breath before turning to leave the room.