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Jack has shrunken down to the size of a LEGO figure, due to a blue shockwave.
Jack struggles as he tries to adapt to the new living conditions.
College student Adrian gets a letter in the mail asking him to take part in a scientific study.
This is a little bit longer than my normal stories, and there is a possib...
You are forced to switch schools after being expelled for fighting your bully, however at your new school Eastwood High your bully is a girl and she dominates you to no...
This story takes place at a high school somewhere in the northeast and will involve quite a few characters but for these two parts, there are just three and they'll be d...
So one of my new friends here on Wattpad, tvhd11, requested to do a tickle massage chair type story and we talked in dm and we brainstormed the idea to do a little tickl...
What would you do if you were one of the students of a really unique school. Where misbehaviour is punished in a cruel but innocent way.
Join us, and check if we can ti...
Pisskink smut with Scaramouche making you cum with his feet.
Cover artist: vaiycee on Twitter
Credits to hoe
A true story of when I was 14, my housekeeper tied me and tickled me at her house.
What happens when two friends check out a supposedly cursed website?
As a successful actress, Emma can get away with a lot: for example, inviting one of her fans to her hotel room to teach him a lesson in emancipation.
Elias is extremely...
The tomboy at your summer camp befriends you but her true intentions are soon revealed. (Certain scenes based on true events)
4 friends go to Japan to try out a new shrinking machine in their hotel. But their maids desires quickly become trouble. What's going to happen to them?
A giantess story, full of fetishes.
* I DO NOT SUPPORT CHILD ABUSE
* I DO NOT SUPPORT WOMEN AND CHILDREN TRAFFICKING
* I DO NOT SUPPORT ANY SORT OF ABUSE
* THIS STORY I...
Coworker ends up under the feet of a young blonde secretary who uses him as her stepping stool and more.
* Candid under desk shots are of Secretary's Feet that inspire...
A story of Kate being wanted to tickle girls for the tickle slave request!
Gibi attends a charity event, but it soon turns into a ticklish situation. Better read the small print next time!
M/M, Foot Fetish, Humiliation. NSFW. 18+.
Lilly Amelia and Jack. Three normal friends who found a size ray on their way back home. Amelia and Lilly had so much fun with it.



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My first experience of my foot fetish is rather vague and short but I can remember i was very young and for p.e we had to use a school parachute. coming
towards the end of the session i can remember an assitant teacher sitting next to me who took her shoes of revealing her bare feet and help fold the parachute
away i think i said to someone next to me, "shall we hide her shoes" nothing ever materialised though and that i believe is when my footfetish began.




I can remeber was when i was in my 6th year at school. I didnt like my teacher very much and she looked ok but you could do better. I remember she used to wear
black shoes they were sort of like flip flops but a bit bulkier, The first time i remember seeing her feet was under her desk. She would slip her toes from the
top of the shoe to the bottom, creating a nice arch, on a regular basis. But during a lesson of maths i remember her standing at the whiteboard explainin
something, when she lifted on foot out of her flipflop like shoes and then put it back down again, not in her shoe but on the floor she did this several times
until she finally found her shoe again.


Another experience of my school teachers feet came in 2nd year of secondary school. Geography was the lesson and in a seating plan i was sat near the front
of the class and could see behind her desk on occasions. For the first few months she wore shoes that made it impossible to stare at her feet but durin the
spring term i think i realised she began to wear open top shoes and tights. Fortunatly during the spring term we all had to do a presentation, and my teacher
was on a table opposite me. At the time i thought it would be a good chance to see if she dangled her shoes, and she did, for the rest of the year i was always
tryin to get a good look at her feet incase her shoes fell of. If i remember correctly i think they did.




Possibly my best ever foot fetish experience came at the end of the school year on a trip to germany. I was sat in the middle of the bus and was unlucky yet
incredlibly lucky to sit where i was. A teacher on the trip was sat directly opposite to me on the other side of the bus on her own. We got into France and she
took of her shoes and went for a sleep she rested her head on the window and because she was sitting on her own she was able to stretch her legs across her
extra seat, and leave her extreamly smooth soles practically in my face (ever time i turned round). she did this numerous times of the trip each time i wished
i could have licked, massaged sucked, or tickled them. And better news was to come when i found out that she was my french teacher the next year giving me
another opportunity to stare at her soles and toes.




In my 3rd year of secondary school i got a female drama teacher unfortunatly she left about 5 months into the school year but evey time we had here for lessons
she would be bare foot in trousers walking across the floor.




In my 4th year, i had another attractive teacher whos feet i wanted to see. She would often wear strappie stillettos makin it possible to see her feet but
towards the end of the year she wore open tops. she didnt slip them out very often but when i was sat next to her on a computer one day she was moving them
about quite a bit and a big turn on for me.
One of my favourite subject matters, teacher's feet, and this seems a better place to respond than my own thread in the 'experiences and
anecdotes' page.




I can't recall my first ever sighting of female teacher feet, but I can remember a time from when I was 7 years old, one of my teachers (a pleasantly plump
woman) was demonstrating how to pick things up without hurting ourselves. I remember she had a slightly off kilter dress sense even for the early 80s, she
seemed to wear a lot of muted colours like purple or claret and looked somewhat arty. Anyway, while teaching us how to pick things up, using a tissue as a
prop, as well as doing all of the usual 'bend your knees, bend over slowly' stuff, she left the best for last by slipping off her clog and using her
dark brown stocking toes to clench the tissue between each toe, and lift it that way.




Best of all, she demonstrated it about three times, the clog being slipped on and off over and over. I was disappointed when it stopped, for needless to say
I'd been playing very close attention...!




I've got a fair bit more, aged from 9 to 19, I'll share them here.




Cheers, everybody,


SmashTV
I had a real thing for many of my elementary school teachers' feet. I remember being really turned on by
the feet of my first grade teacher, Mrs. E. She was a young blonde woman with really dynamite legs and really gorgeous feet. I remember being very excited
whenever she kicked her shoes off under her desk. (The desks in our elementary school all had open fronts in the middle that afforded us kiddies perfect views
of our teachers' legs and feet). It's almost as if they were designed with the young foot fetishist in mind.















Mrs. E's feet really did the trick. She wore pantyhose with reinforced toes and heels (this was the early
to mid-1960s), and I could always see her luscious toes through the slightly darker opacity of the reinforced toe of her stockings. She had shapely feet with
nice arches and really lovely, beautifully-shaped toes.









My third grade teacher, Mrs. O, an Audrey Hepburn look-a-like, also had shapely legs and beautiful feet.









She was always dipping her feet in and out of her high-heeled shoes or dangling one shoe from her toe tips while playing around with the other shoe. She would
also quite often just kick her shoes off entirely, sitting at her desk and wiggling and flexing her nyloned toes!









I used to enjoy gazing at her hosed feet and legs whenever she put on a foot show, which was a daily occurrence. I really loved staring at her feet, and I
adored her lovely toes! She was the first women who ever noticed me staring at her toes and feet with abject lust!








One of my classmates also took notice of Mrs. O's toes and feet, but he had other designs on them. He once
brought a baby snapper to school in a shoebox and then sicked the menacing little reptile on Mrs. O's thoroughly vulnerable hosed toes.









The turtle bit several of her toes!















OUCH!









My fifth grade language arts teacher, Mrs. M., had phenomenal legs and feet. Like most women, she wore high heels all the time, but couldn't stand the way
those pumps pinched her precious little piggies, so she kicked off her shoes almost every day and walked around the classroom in her hosed feet. I used to get
erections all the time staring at Mrs. M's lovely feet and tasty toes. She would sometimes sit at the edge of the top of her desk with one leg crossed over
the other, jiggling her feet and wiggling her toes. She probably had no idea she was putting on a foot show for any budding young foot fetishist sitting in her
classroom. Watching Mrs. M's feet, I used to imagine peeling her pantyhose off and kissing her feet and sucking on her delectable toes! What a little perv,
right?








We put a play on in fifth grade - some nonsense about the pilgrims - with Mrs. M as the director. During one
of the rehearsals, she was sitting on some bleacher-like seating. I snuck around behind and beneath the bleachers at one point and walked over to where she was
sitting. I circled around in front of her, made sure that she couldn't see me, and just stood there with a perfect, up-close view of her lovely, hosed
toes. I remember inspecting her toes closely and even getting close enough to them to smell the faint odor of sweat, shoe leather, and nylon that emanated from
them. I found the faint, sweet odor of her feet to be totally intoxicating.








I wanted to pop her big toes in my mouth and suck the bejesus out of them! I wanted to kiss all of her little
toes. I settled for staring at her gorgeous toes and sniffing them. Just before leaving, I got really bold touched the tip of my tongue to the big toe of her
right foot.








For the rest of the year, her lovely feet and scrumptious toes turned me on even more. I
would fantasize at night about licking and kissing Mrs. M's toes, paying special attention to her big toes.








In college, I became involved with one of my teachers. She was a grad student and
teaching assistant for a sociology course I took. She totally loved the fact that I was into her feet, and we used to involve her toes and feet in most of our
lovemaking! The first time we really hooked up was after a bout of drinking in which I drank champagne from the heel of one of her pumps!
"So. The Spear-Danes in days gone by
and the kings who ruled them had courage and greatness.
We have heard of those princes' heroic campaigns...."
Beowulf (Seamus Heaney, trans.)
Oh, it's about that time of the year.....TFC is recycling his stories.
Yes, it is that time of year....




Time for the sock puppet of Deadly Pixxxie known as SuperFizzyLizzy to make yet another tiresome and meaningless negative comment in a long series of tiresome
and meaningless negative comments....




No one's listening. Least of all, me.
"So. The Spear-Danes in days gone by
and the kings who ruled them had courage and greatness.
We have heard of those princes' heroic campaigns...."
Beowulf (Seamus Heaney, trans.)
Dude, I'd shut up if you'd put up some fresh stories.






Don't get me wrong, your stories are top notch & very entertaining....but you keep posting the...same...old...shit....over and over and over again.
Come up with some fresh material, man. That's all.
I myself have only had a few teachers with cute feet. most recently last semester in college my accounting teacher always had stockings on and would take her
feet out of her shoes and rest them on a chair or table. it was soo hot. she always had her long toes painted bright red or pink. she had smooth soles and long
slender feet.




My best teacher memory was back in my high school days. My Spanish teacher was beautiful. from her head to her toes. she had smooth tan skin and her body was
soo amazing. once spring rolled around she always wore sandals to show of her toes which were always painted and taken care of. she would always slide her
shoes off and flex her feet and rub her toes on the carpet. she had a desk in the back and luckily I sat in the back of the class so I had a great view. she
caught me once staring at her feet. she never said anything about it but when she caught me i looked her in the eye and we just stared at each other for a few
seconds. she didn't have a look of disgust but it was a look of happiness either more just like "hey i know your looking at my feet" kinda look.
she seemed to call on me more to answer questions after that. i don't know if it was a good or a bad thing.
Back when I was 9, my teacher was a bubbly, young ,attractive blonde, Miss D. Everybody wanted her to be their teacher, as she had a reputation for fun classes
and an enthusiastic approach. She would normally wear red open toed sandals with flesh coloured/white tights, though she wasn't a shoe player at all.
However, she would always change from her shoes to trainers for P.E lessons, and I would sneak quick peeks at her feet as she did so.




Returning from one P.E lesson, though, she noticed that one of her shoes was missing, and walked around in stocking feet, asking who had it. Nobody seemed to
know where it was, and her patience soon wore thin. I was staring at her feet the whole time, as she paced the classroom, asking who had it, stocking soles
slapping against the hard floor, getting her tights dirty. I was loving all of this, but then she said that if her shoe wasn't returned, we'd all stay
behind. Now I wan't enjoying it so much!! However, nobody seemed to know where it was. As she grew more irate, she sat at her desk, feet now hidden from
view, and then somone saw her shoe. It was hanging from a window opening pole, and it turned out that another teacher had placed it there as a joke. I was
eternally grateful to him....!




A few months later, Miss D was asked by three girls from another class for help with a math question. They were doing measurements, and needed to measure her.
Miss D agreed, and as she stood up asked if she'd have to take her shoes off. My desk was immediately in front of this incident, and as soon as I heard it
I whirled around
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