Andy

I had always had a crush on Andy since I was in the sixth grade.  He
was a year older than me, and one of the hottest guys I knew.  He had
played soccer since he was 9, giving him the thickest thighs you
could ever sink your teeth into.  By eighth grade he had filled out
more than most kids, and you could tell he would have a nice thick
body as he got older.  With a really laid back personality, I always
became nervous whenever he acknowledged me. 
      It wasn't until I was in ninth grade (and he was in tenth)
that we shared a class.  It was geometry, a course I found easy and
he didn't.  By luck half way through the year the teacher sat us
together.  I let him copy of my work like crazy, and though I'm sure
he thought I was a big dork, it made me somewhat cool in his eyes. 
Once he hurt himself on the field and couldn't wear a shoe on his
left foot.  For three weeks he wore an Nike flip flop on his left
foot.  I have a big thing for feet and his were beautiful.  Thick
sturdy feet covered in a nice white sweat sock.  It was all I could
do to not stare at it the entire class.  After ninth grade I mostly
just saw him in the hallways.  He really was handsome.  I stocky
build with nice shoulders.  Very popular on the soccer field as well
as with the ladies.  He had a light-dark skin complection with green
eyes and blond hair.  The girls always hung around him.
      In my junior year I begun hanging out with older guys that
had graduated before me.  We would go out to drink and get high. 
Andy was a pot head, a major pot head.  I think that is why he was
always so laid back.  I would see him at a couple of the parties and
we would bullshit a bit, but mostly he was always dragging a girl off
somewhere to, as he would put it, "tear that ass up."  I remember one
time I was with a good friend of Andy's and he picked us up to get
high.  He had just got off of work at the local bank.  I climbed in
the back of his car, my friend in the front.  To my surprise I saw
his work shoes on my side at the floor.  I had never had thing for
work shoes, but I couldn't resist.  After we got high it was pitch
dark in the car.  The guys were laughing over something up front so I
went for it.  I slipped off my shoe and placed on his.  I couldn't
get over the difference.  I wore a size 9.5, he had to be a 12 or
11.  If I brought my foot up to the front I could feel the impression
from by his toes.  Big meaty toes, just like the rest of him.  I
wanted so badly to smell them, but wasn't going to risk it.
      After Andy graduated, I saw very little of him.  It wasn't
until three years later I ran across him at the gas station.  We
talked a bit, and caught up.  The one thing I couldn't get over was
the way he was looking at me.  Stared right into my eyes never
looking away, like he wanted something.  He had gained a couple of
pounds, but still looked good.  He was really beefy.  And glancing at
his feet I noticed he was wearing very worn in high top nikes. 
Really dirty.  I could only dream.
      Just when we were about to split he gave me his number.  Told
me he came home every weekend and to give him a call.  My heart about
exploded.  I thought that he was looking at me odd, and now I new why.

      I couldn't wait.  The next weekend I gave him a call.  We
made plans and he picked me up.  He hadn't changed much and the
social department.  The first thing he offered me was weed.  I hadn't
done it in awhile but to be with him, I'd do anything.  We both got
high and sat there.  After talking a bit Andy said
"Damn, I could go for a blow job now, it's been so long."
With the sound of that, I immediately got hard.  I was ready to give
him one, but still wasn't sure about his intentions, so I played it
safe, sort of.
"Well, I'm pretty expensive." I said
Andy laughed at that, "How much?" he asks as he grinned back at
me, "all I have is five bucks."
"For you?" I replied, "Well, I'll make a deal.  You let me suck on
your toes, and I'll do it for free."
Andy laughed hard at that, I faked a laugh to fit in.  He didn't do
anything so I figured that he didn't t take me seriously.  I was
disappointed but happy that I hadn't done anything too drastic like
grab his crotch.
"You like video games?" he asked me
"Yeah,"
"Well, lets go back to my house and play some.  They are fun as shit
when your stoned."
      He started up his car and we went over there.  How could I
ever think he was hitting on me.  His room was a mess.  He couldn't
be gay.  Clothes everywhere.  I had to kick a pair of his boxers to
the side to sit on his floor with the tv.  Unfortunate I saw no dirty
socks.  We played for awhile and he was kicking my ass.  When I told
him it was because I was going easy on him he tested me.
"Okay, lets make a bet then.  If I win the next one, you have to suck
my dick, and if you win, you can take a pair of my socks home to do
whatever you want with them."
I just sat there dumbfounded, he just stared at me again, making me
feel small.
"Come off it man, I want my dick sucked, and you like me feet.  I
always saw you staring at them in math.  I never realized why until
you made that comment in the car.  You can pick any pair out of the
hamper.  You can even have these on my feet.  But I did worked out
earlier to look all big for you tonight and didn't have time to
change.  So they are pretty sweaty and nasty.  Unless you like them
that way."

I could barley mutter an okay.

Andy took that as a yes. "Okay then, lets race."

I was no nervous my heart was pounding and I could barley keep my
mind on the game.  I glanced over at Andy's crotch and noticed it was
already hard.   Even if I hadn't of wanted to, I would still have
lost, and lost I did.  When the game ended Andy looked over and
smiled grabbing his crotch.

I pleaded with him for one more try.  I don't know why I did that, I
guess I didn't want to seem too eager.  But he agreed, he even let me
pick the game.  The game I picked used different controllers so I got
up to change them. And something happened.  As I plugged the first
one in a shock went through my body.  I wasn't knocked out, but had a
weird sensation.  When my head cleared I was standing in a pile of my
own clothes.

I heard some loud thuds and then found myself surrounded in Andy
hand.  He picked me up and carried me over to his bed.  Placing me
down he just smiled.

"I was hoping that would happen.  Look at you, who knew you'd turn
out to be so cute, you were such a dork in high school."

"What the fuck?"  Was all I could say

"Well," Andy replied while rubbing his huge finger over me "I don't
know what it is with that video game player, but it shrinks.  The
first time it happened to me I shit myself.  Don't worry though I
wears off after awhile.  But just because you're only an inch tall,
don't think you'll get out of the bet."

It was then that I saw Andy was rubbing his dick through his pants. 
While never taking his eyes off me, he pulled of his shit and
unzipped his pants.  You could tell he had gained weight since his
senior year.  His stomach wasn't hard, but he didn't have a gut
either.  His dark complection and his stocky body really turned me
on.  If I wasn't an inch tall I would have immediately started
sucking his huge nipples.  I could tell earlier he had a large cock,
but damn.

He began rubbing in his hands and to my surprise the bitch got even
bigger! He just smiled at me.  He picked me up and brought me to his
face.  I just stared at his thick lips.  He used to be really
embarrassed by them.  When ever anyone took his picture he would bit
them back to hide them.  But to me they were always the best thing
about them.  He licked them and then brought me up to them.  He
gently kissed me and then brought his tongue out and licked me all
over.  He turned me around to lick my ass and then pushed his tongue
up under my legs and let the tip of it play with my hard dick. 
Holding me in his palm he began to stroke his dick.  His musky
scented crotch was throbbing hard.  He then placed me on his belly
and stroked it even harder.  I just sat back in amazement watching
him.  I heard him moan and then he came.  I was placed right under he
dick, but he was a squirter and it all shot up on his chest, missing
me.  He let out a sigh and then brushed me off his stomach onto the
bed.  He got up and walked over to his hamper, pulling out a used
sock to clean up.  Wiping himself of he walked over to me. 
"You didn't get anything on you, we'll have to fix that."
He turned the sock inside out so the cum was on the inside, then
picked me up and dropped me in.  It was a long fall down the sweat
sock, and I found the cum at the bottom.  The both the smells were
overpowering, and just when I thought it couldn't get any worse it
did.  The top part opened up and Andy's dick came in.  He began
squeezing the rest of the jizz out of his dick onto me.  It wasn't a
lot, but he did mange to hit me head on.   He then pulled out his
dick, and I saw his eye looking at me
"Aww, look at you.  Well, looks like we both got what we wanted
didn't we?  Oh wait, you wanted to stuck on my toes too.  Well, I
wouldn't want to leave you unsatisfied.  Lets see what we can do
about that."
He dumped me out onto the floor and brought both his feet up on
either side of me.  They were huge.  His thick light brown feet
glistened in the light.  I didn't know what to do, which one first?  
How could I even suck on his toes when his littlest toe was equal to
my size?
"Let me help"
He picked up his right foot and brought it hovering in front of me. 
He flexed his wide thick toes in front of me, and knocked me over. 
Lying on my back he brought his toes down on top of me gently.  The
smell was wonderful, very musky and strong.  I tried to grab onto his
second big toe but I couldn't, it was to big.  Andy saw this would be
a problem.
"Hhhmm, lets see.  It feels good to squish you under my toes and I
know you like it, so what could we do?"
Glancing around his room a smile came to his face.  Lifting his foot
off of me he headed to his dirty old nikes.
"I've had these for three years now, a bit worn in.  But I'm guessing
you like that."
He dropped me into the swampy and sweating sneaker.  It was still
warm from earlier.  The smell was incredible.   Reminded me a bit of
doritos, but muskier.  His face came over the opening.
"Well, I figure you have another half an hour like that.  That is how
it usually lasts.  If I were you I'd try and stay in the toe area. 
I'm going to sit back and prop my feet up watching tv."
And with that his face was gone.  And then I saw his foot with no
sock, enter the opening.  He tilted the shoe and I rolled to the
tip.   With a thud his foot was in the shoe and I was pinned against
the front side of the sneaker and his toes.  He flexed his toes and I
feel under them.  After flexing his toes some more he began to walk. 
As he lifted his foot up I had a bit more room.  But ever time it
landed it would flatten out, with me under his toes.  I have no idea
where he was walking to in his house, but it took forever to get
there.  Finally he sat down and the tension in the nike eased up. 
Then we were up again.  He propped his foot up on the coffee table,
and began flexing his toes in a rhythm.  Gravity was too much and I
slipped down under the ball of his foot. It was even sweater here
then his toes.  He must have felt me there because he pressed down
hard.  I was surrounded in his sweat.  The shoe should have been
thrown out long ago.  He soon let up and gave me a break.  I tried
climbing back towards his toes but it was to slick in his shoe. 
After some time he brought his foot back down to the floor and
brought his foot out.  The rush of cool air was great.  It seemed
without his foot though the odor was even stronger.  He tilted the
shoe to the side and I feel out onto the floor.
"Okay, it's just about time for you grow back.  SO did you enjoy
yourself?"
With a smile he brought his foot down on top of me pressing me into
the carpet.
As he pulled it up, I felt me body shake again and in a couple of
seconds I was my normal size again.  Still covered in Andy's foot
sweat and cum, he let me take a shower.  As I was putting my clothes
on and walking out the door Andy said to me,
"Hey, I'm home next weekend, why don't you call me?"

End