The Power of Feet [Foot/Nylon/Shoe Fetish Story]
Story by NylonFeet
Hello everyone. :)
I recently started to write a foot fetish based story. I decided to write the story in English even if English isn't my main language. So it is rather difficult to express myself sometimes and of course I'm not that good at writing English. Still I hope some of you will enjoy it. I know there are a lot of people who like feet or nylon and even shoes and I noticed a lack stories about it.
And I'm writing it anyways... because I enjoy it and want to get better in English. So... why don't share it with you guys? :D
I'm open to any suggestions and advise. PMs or postings here are very welcome! Also ideas I could include or wishes can be posted. But I can't promise anything when it comes to that.
A brief summary:
Jesse Williams, a 18 year old very feminine looking boy wants to start an apprenticeship in a fashion boutique specialized in lingerie, nylons and shoes. This has one advantages for him. The first one is that all of those things are a fetish for him. He really loves feet in nylon and shoes. The second one is, that since he remembered he always wanted to be an fashion designer. Preferably specialized in underwear and shoes of course. He is still a virgin and the other boys bullied him. Always called him girly names. Jesse isn't ugly. He is indeed a beauty, but his feminine look isn't something typical girls want.
Sarah Walkers the owner of the boutique allows him to do the apprenticeship and gives him the job. He is the only exception, being a boy under all the other female employees. What secrets does this boutique have and what secrets has Sarah? Those are all things he will find out in time.
The title is still a "working title". I don't really know if I should go with it. But as long as I don't find another one I keep it.
Enough introduction talk. I post the first two chapters now.
The Power of Feet
(Tags: Foot Fetish, Nylon, Pantyhose, Stockings, Socks, Shoes, High Heels, Femdom, Feminization, Shemale)
Chapter 1: The Interview
Chapter 1: The Interview
“♪♫♬ ...So tell me now. If this ain't love then how do we get out? 'Cause I don't know... ♪♫♬” the boy is looking out of the bus window, lost in his thoughts. Rock music coming out of his earphones. Looking at the sunset. Today he has a job interview at an expensive and well known store chain. Dressed appropriately in his best clothes, a black suit, a black-purplish shimmering tie and his best shoes. Usually he hates dressing like this. That’s not him. In his spare time he just wears some baggy pants, comfy sneakers and a wide shirt. His mom always tells him to wear something else. But he doesn’t care, he likes it like this. His mother always says, that because he is so slim and more feminine build, wearing wide clothes like this doesn’t fit him very well. He always shrugs this argument away. Only because if he wears more tight fitting clothes others are mistaking him for a girl all the time. Even his face looks that feminine, that’s enough already. He doesn’t have to wear tight clothes to emphasize his girlish body.
The bus stops and the door opens. His brown and honest eyes are looking at the people entering the bus. An older woman with her husband, he guesses. A woman with his little child. He remembers back how easy everything was as a child. Nothing to worry about. And a girl enters. Around his age he guesses. She’s wearing hot pants with a black sheer pantyhose underneath them. A pretty common combination nowadays. Not that he doesn’t like it. On her feet a pair of black ballet flats. Her feet slim and pretty. He smiles faintly and looks at the sunset again. When was the day he started to like pantyhose, feet and shoes on girls that much? Chuckles inside and shakes his head slightly. He can’t really remember. He is 17 today and in two days he is 18. Never had sex before, still a virgin. But of course he watched porn videos and masturbated. Who didn’t?
Looking at the watch at his wrist. Almost there. Stretches his arms a little and stands up a minute before the bus stops at the next station. Here it is. He exits the bus, wishing the driver a good day and wanders along the street. The store isn’t far away from the station. Maybe three minutes if you go slow. At the store he first looks at the windows. Mannequins wearing different type of erotic lingerie and shoes. Smiles as he looked at them. “Every man would dream working here.” he said to himself and opened the door to the store. A woman greeted him with a smile, she was very good looking. Maybe in her late 20s. “Hello. I’m very sorry but we are going to close now. You’re a little late.” she says to him. The boy smiles and reaches out wit
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