#sock tf

[tf-imagine]

Your mates were laughing their heads off. Your mate Noah showing you off on his feet. He used his new TF device and turned you into a pair of white socks the other day and is worn you so much already.

He originally asked to turn you into socks and you said no. So he did it without your permission. He knows fully well how you feel about feet. You hate feet so much, even a glimpse of your own foot makes you almost vomit.

Noah tells his mates about this, one of them didn't believe him so he turned one into the shirt he has on. Noah has a strict no humanity returns policy, so you and his other mate are like this forever.

2 WEEKS LATER

A couple weeks had passed and Noah has really put you through the some stuff. Your fabric is already thinning and he's not washed you once, you absolutely reek.

As for his mate who was that shirt, that got a hole in it so he tossed the shirt in the trash. He has used you ass cumrags as well, lapping up his nut, and Noah nuts a heck of a lot. He loves that you are conscious, all your senses increased by a factor of 10.000%, he chose that much so you'll feel, smell, taste everything so much.

6 MONTHS LATER

Noah takes one final pic of ya, your so wrecked, holes all over, your so filthy and reek so bad. Fuck knows how bad it is for your senses. Noah peels ya off his rank feet and dips you in lighter fluid and then ignites ya. Your last moment is that of screaming as you burn up into nothing.

Noah slips on two new clean socks. His two brothers were really annoying him so he gave them a new purpose in life. Being his brothers socks and they'll share the same fate as you.

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[tf-center]

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[kimochydra]

Soccer is a sport makes people exhausted. A nice pair of human sock can solve that tho.

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[little-pup-max]

Everytime Max was in the lockerroom, the air was filled with the sour scent of his "lucky" socks. After months of putting up with his musk, you finally confronted him. But he just smirked at you, continuing to change into his yellowed jockstrap and those filthy socks. The next thing you know, the world goes fuzzy around you.

Coming to, everything is black, you can't see anything around you. But you quickly realize that all of your senses are being assaulted by that sour scent, enveloping you, intoxicating you. You feel damp... And disgusting. But you can't help but continue to take in the scent. It rapidly melts your mind, until there's nothing left but a need for that sour scent.

You can hear a muffled laugh, and voices, something about getting ready for practice and having a new teammate, but none of it makes sense as Max slips you into his TN's, ready for another hard practice.

After all, you're his lucky socks. 🧦

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[krulersblog]

"So you like my feet boy? Get down on the ground and stare at them. You're so weak for them aren't you? They hold so much power over you already and you haven't even sniffed them? Pathetic. Just give in and smell my feet so I can repurpose you to be one of my socks." Master said.

His feet held so much power over me already, just one look and I couldn't look away. Everything about them was so hot, how big they were, how sweaty they were, and their musk which was slowly already melting my mind. I couldn't take it anymore, I needed his feet, to be his sock, to serve his feet more than anything else. So I stuck my nose in his toes and inhaled.

I felt my body get lighter and lighter my mind melting away, everything about myself leaving until I was just a sock for his feet to use and wear out.

"Look at you." Master said holding me up to his eyes. "Just another pathetic little sock for me to wear out until its nothing but trash around my big sexy feet."

For @wakeup01 who provided the pictues for this caption

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[pup-jaxx]

Start sniffing and keep sniffing… it’s the only thing you will ever do

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[gayvkul99]

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[avegaytfenjoyer]

[Request]

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[jackbrucetf]

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[purgatorytf]

Snug

Everything had been perfect in Stefan's life. He was handsome and his preppy clean-cut look and charming personality had gotten him a beautiful girlfriend. Thanks to his hard work he had also gotten into one of the country's best universities. Nothing could stop him from getting his dream job and marrying his girlfriend. He was really living his perfect life.

Well, that's what he thought right before entering his dorm and smelled the rank atmosphere inside. Sigh. There was just one little thing that spoiled his life on campus : he shared his dorm with Bryce.

Bryce was your typical jock douchebag. Popular, obnoxious, party-goer and obsessed with working out. Apparently he hadn't registered that working out constantly also meant that he needed to wash his dirty gym gear and not leave them all over the dorm. Stefan's clean and neat persona clashed with Bryce's unhygienic and messy one. Living with him was like a nightmare.

Stefan stepped in the musty dorm and approached his bed where he immediately noticed a piece of clothing that wasn't his. He already felt the frustration rising inside of him. Bryce had, for some reason, left one of his dirty jockstraps laying there on his bed.

Stefan saw red. The disgusting jockstrap would have originally been white, except the fabric of the pouch was stained yellow and distended. Stefan tried as hard as he could to not picture how Bryce's filthy cock and bodily fluids could have done that to a piece of clothing. "Does he think i enjoy his nauseating stench ?!"

Stefan was outraged. He wished he didn't have to take care of Bryce's dirty laundry and that he'd do it himself. He picked up the rank piece of fabric to try and dispose of it. To his horror the jockstrap was stiff in his hand, supposedly hardened by Bryce's ... cum. Stefan then swore he could hear, or feel, a voice inside his head.

"hmmm... musk..."

Shocked, he flung it across the room. He started panting heavily. What was that voice ? That feeling ? He looked at the hand that had touched the jockstrap's stiffened waistband and felt a sort of tingliness at the tip of his fingers. The tingly feeling started spreading across his hand and then up his arm. It felt like cotton all over his body. As it took over him, Stefan tried running for the door but he suddenly felt his entire body shrink and hollow out. Stefan wanted to cry for help but all he could do was feel his entire body twisting and reshaping into a pair of white Adidas socks as he fell to the floor. He could still feel, hear and smell but he couldn't move.

That's when he heard the turning of the doorknob. Bryce entered the room and walked where Stefan was laying. He had just come back from his afternoon run.

Stefan felt Bryce kneel next to him and, for a second, thought that he might be able to help him out ! "Bryce ! Help me !"

With a dopey grin, Bryce took the socks in his hand and looked at them. Stefan thought he was saved !

"Sick dude ! I didn't think i had any other clean pair of socks !"

Stefan tried to scream at him that this was him ! That he wasn't just a pair of socks ! But Bryce didn't hear anything. Stefan really was just a pair of socks, and socks aren't meant to speak, they're meant to be worn. The horror of the situation dawned on Stefan as he heard Bryce kick off his trainers and took off his current pair of socks, dirty and worn out. "I've been wearing these nonstop for months, it's time for a change huhu !"

"No ! I'm not just some piece of clothing for Bryce to ruin !" Stefan screamed out. He tried resisting in vain as Bryce pulled the pristine socks over his sweaty feet. Stefan's new body conformed to the shape of Bryce's feet and lower calves. His senses were immediately assaulted by the rancid musk.

"They're so snug bro. I'm going to wear them until they're completely ruined huhuhu"

Stefan's perfect reality, his life, his dreams, his future... everything unraveled as his new disgusting soaking reality set in. He felt so disgusted and humiliated to be a gymrat's rank socks. Bryce put on his trainers. Stefan was immediately soaked in sweat. Bryce stood and left the dorm, heading for his evening workout.

1 year later

Bryce loved his new socks and the way they seemed to fit his feet perfectly. The pristine white socks hadn't stayed that way for long. Bryce wore the socks everyday nonstop for months, to class, to the gym, even when he fucked his bros. The socks had gradually started to fray and darken.

At first, Stefan tried to resist his new life. He was determined to not let this break him. However the months went on. Trapped inside Bryce's hot sweaty shoes, Stefan was constantly drenched in sweat and musk and over time, he could feel it not only affect the fabric he was made of but also the fabric of his mind. Little by little, Stefan got more and more filthy and ruined and so his mind corrupted.

What started as a nightmare gradually became more pleasant. Stefan began enjoying the smell of Bryce's feet. Stefan's entire psychology reshaped itself around Bryce's sweaty feet. He realized he was nothing but a sweaty pair of socks who belongs to a big, muscular jock named Bryce. Stefan eventually accepted his place as Master Bryce's property, taking comfort and pride in serving the big jock and worshiping his sweaty scent and dirty feet.

His former self long gone, Stefan was broken and twisted into something better. He who used to love his girlfriend so dearly, now only had adoration for his Master's rankness. He finally felt at home, perfectly wrapped around his Master's feet.

Bryce had no plan to stop wearing his socks. He wanted to wear them out until they couldn't be worn anymore, but that would surely take several more years.

Bryce had no idea that the preppy, clean-cut guy he used to dorm with became nothing but a perverted, dirty pair of athletic socks who now existed only to pleasure him.

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[tf-imagine]

"First things first. My brother Harry is my socks. My other brother Jake is my shoes. And my oldest brother is this cig I'm smoking"

Noah said to his best friend Alistair. Alistair seemed kinda freaked out by this. He turned his brothers into socks, shoes, and even a cigarette and is smoking him.

Alistair: "Dude, this is nuts. The socks and shoes I suppose is fine, they alive. But your smoking your big bro into nothing"

Noah chuckled and blows smoke at Alistair.

"Yeah, well he's much better as this cig than he was before. And as for Harry and Jake, they alive for now. But once I've worn em out, they going into the trash compactor at home. But I can see your afraid of this so let me fix that"

Alistair attempted to get out of the car, but before he could there was a bright flash. In Alistairs place is now a shrunken Alistair. Noah picks him up, looks at him. He's screaming such a tiny voice. Noah pops him in his mouth. GULP! Swallowed him.

"There there, enjoy the digestion process"

Noah knew Alistair all their lives. Just shows ya that no one even his BFF or family is safe from Noah.

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[tf-center]

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[kimochydra]

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[ikanasocking]

The socks

You want this, don't you?

I saw you looking at my feet for a very long time. Thought I would not recognize these short looks over and over. Is it so fascinating?

The look of my feet. Mesmerizing, isn’t it? Come closer. Don’t be so shy. Touch them. Go ahead. You will like it, I promise. See? Not so bad, right? Never thought you would be so into this. Go on. Live out your fantasy. Play with my feet. Show me how much you love them. Yeah that’s it. Smell them.

What was the smell too much? I was wearing them only for five days. It is not that bad. Go on, try again. Burry your nose in there. Yeah that’s it. Now you are feeling it, right? The smell is overwhelming. Deep breaths, my friend. Slow and deep breaths. Yeah, see? So much better now. You are getting the hang of it. Now how about a taste test? Lick my socks. Go on.

Oh they are tasting salty and dusty? Well of course they are. Brilliant taste, is it? Yeah. Maybe you should get used to it. There is no way, I will let you get out of this now. With the lick you sealed your fate. You will be addicted to my feet. But I have good news. You will never have to live without them. Do you feel it already? Your body becoming stiffer? Unable to move? The fabric piercing through your skin. Changing your body. Slowly more and more will be taken over. See? Your legs are already embrace by the fabric. And your hands are, too. How does it feel having socks on your hand? Why not try them? Go on, smell them. I am sure they are as heavenly as mine. Or at least they should be, since these are the same.

Yeah more and more is engulfed. Your belly, your arms, even your head. The only thing left is your face and, your dick. Oh man, you are hard as a rock. Maybe you should cum, before you are not able to anymore.

Oh, too bad. You were not fast enough. But don’t fear. You will have this feeling of nearly coming all day, for the rest of your live. And who knows? Maybe I will change you back one day. But first, let’s put you on.

Oh what a nice pair of socks you are. Perfect fit for me. Yeah lick my feet. This is the only purpose you have now. And always keep in mind. You are the one, who wanted it.

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[krulersblog]

Damien caught his brother smelling his feet. He figured if he liked them so much he should be as close to them as possible. Of course the transformation is permanent but he wont mind. The life of his socks is great, they love serving his feet, taking in their musk and sweat all day and night, its pure bliss for them getting to be wrapped around such powerful feet. Just ask Damien's ex...or whats left of him anyways.

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[pup-jaxx]

You wanted to mess around with him! Now pay the price!

#madebyafriend

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