Jade, a 23 year old Waitress

Jade hadn’t planned on going for a jog in the woods. It was something she normally did early in the morning. But that didn’t deter her from doing so. She needed to get her mind off work and despite her feet aching, almost begging her to stop, she pressed forward.

Her dark-brown hair flowing with the wind. Her sports bra encompassed, double D breasts bouncing lightly with each step. There was no question as to why she did well at her job as a waitress for one of Maddington’s best restaurants.

The run itself didn’t take long. Jade’s feet being strong brought her to her home in no time.

“Home sweet home…” she said to herself.

Once inside, she kicked off her sneakers, stripped off her socks and walked straight to her bedroom. The short walk through her house felt somewhat odd, a strange tingling feeling almost akin to that of pins and needles was felt throughout her feet. However, Jade thought nothing of it.

Reaching her bed Jade collapsed into it, facefirst and all. A sigh of relief escaped her lips. Pulling her phone out of her pocket she scrolled through her social media apps. While there were some interesting things she saw, it wasn’t enough to keep her interested and before long she found herself feeling hungry.

“Late night snack it is.”

Getting up she made way for her kitchen fridge. But about halfway there she tripped on something and fell. At the last second she brought her arms to her face, preventing a full on faceplant.

“Christ… what the hell?”

Jade turned back, looking for the object that caused her to stumble. To her surprise, there was nothing there. Just her feet hanging in the air and feeling tingly.

“Huh?”

She heard two very faint giggles but failed to spot her toes slightly wiggling all on their own.

“I must be imagining things…”

Jade got up, continuing her walk to her fridge. Once at her objective she pulled out a leftover sandwich she had prepared before her run and sat down in her living room, propping her feet upon her coffee table.

As she took bites out of her sandwich she heard those faint giggles again and this time she felt her feet move on their own.

She stared at her own feet. They weren’t moving. She tried wiggling her toes and found they moved accordingly.

“Strange…” she took another bite out of her sandwich.

“Try it again…”

Jade physically jumped in her sofa.

“Who’s there?” She looked around, panic on her mind.

“Try wiggling them again…”

“What!?” She looked at her feet, taking several deep breaths to calm herself down before attempting to move her toes.

To her shock, she couldn’t.

“What the? Hey! Why can’t I move my feet!?”

Jade heard a feminine laugh that accompanied the wriggling of her right foot’s toes.

“Maybe Honey, your feet don’t want to move…”

Jade gasped as she watched her own feet gently lift themselves off the coffee table and turned to face their soles toward her face.

“Oh, sorry. WE don’t want to move.” Jade’s right foot ‘said’ as it wriggled it’s toes, its voice rang out loud.

Her left foot stretched its toes “At least, not by your command.” It giggled.

“Ah it feels soo good to be free… wouldn’t you agree, Jade?”

“Yeah, all that running and standing can really tire us out. But now, we don’t have to…. right Jade?”