The small comic shop down the street

Bill, a former engineering master and life long woman repeller, found his way by opening a small corner comic shop down the street. Being limited by about 40 customer per day, all male, Bill usually used his down time to get to finish other businesses. He was pretty good at timing these "breaks", however he didn't need to be since there is usually not a single soul entering his establishment when the sun goes down and he would close for the day 30 minutes after. With this in mind he really went in. "Ah yes, today is hentai on the menu", he said out loud, cringing at the fact he really said this to himself.

Freshly escaped, the black flats roamed the neighbourhood. They weren't being noticed by anyone since it went dark pretty early this time of the year. Other than old people weren't passing by so the pair continued its journey down the road. Stopping at a small illuminated corner store.

Bill got interrupted, almost at the climax, by the door bell indicating someone has entered his store. He quickly pulled up his pants, decorated in wet spots and came out of hiding to his register. "Welcome!", he greeted but nobody was in his store. This was strange. The bell should ring a second time even if someone exited the store shortly after entering. What Bill didn't know was that his activity somehow got noticed by a curious pair of black flats. Bill got thrown out of his thoughts by imidiate pain. A ghostly kick right in his precious part. "Ahhh", he exclaimed and went on his knees. Bill could now see his visitor. The shoes tapped, like they were waiting on Bill to make move. He however, froze by the sight of 2 shoes seemingly being alive. The flats again go on the offensive before he could muster a word and pushed the man on the floor. A strange mix of panic and lust rushed his head. It has been atleast 3 years since he felt woman's shoes the last time.

Standing on his chest, presenting themself, bill didn't know what the meaning was behind this. The left shoe went back a little and pocked with it's back at the bulge growing on his pants. He started loses his senses and went in for a kiss on the left shoe, which was met with a sole to his face pushing the man back down again. The flats started continuing what Bill started when the right shoe started rubbing it's sole on bill's dick. Without hesitation bill cooperated by undoing his pants. Seemingly pleased, the right shoe intensified it's play, while the left shoe presented itself in front of Bill's face revealing some dirty spots. He did enough prior research to know what his job was now and started licking the ghostly shoes clean. Bill's unit went pretty hard. This prompted the right shoe to switch around and insert Bills dick into itself. It started going up and down. The left shoe joined after cleaning to fondle with his balls. It certainly didn't took much to make bill cum but the shot was quite impressive. Somehow he could feel a sucking sensation as he came. Exhausted, he tried open his eye to check in on his 'partner'. "I probably ruined this gorgeous pair now", Bill mumbled. But when he checked on the flats, he could see his cum imidiately drying up in the right shoe. There were no stains. It seems the shoe has absored the entire load. This made Bill happy. "I am glad that you are mine now", he said with a creepy expression. He reached for the shoes, but his move was yet again met with a kick to his face. The shoes walked out, bill was no use for them anymore.