Tori’s feet come to life!

Tori, unsure she was necessarily losing her arousal, was being overwhelmed with dread as she already managed to affect herself from carelessly casting the spell on all girls at the college. Figuring she didn’t want to lose her feet and allow them to **** a poor kid on the way to class, Tori ran out the door as she slowly lost more and more feeling around her ankles.

She almost made it to the door until she had to stop her numb feet from taking her any further to avoid being toppled by one of the most popular jocks getting assaulted by the absolute milf of an English teacher’s feet. The jock was knocked to the floor as the 32-year old feet with lavender-painted nails had their way with him; one, still wearing a sandal, was pressing against his cock while the other was working its way towards his mouth.

Unfortunately for Tori, her attempts to escape were in vain as she toppled backwards once she realized that her ankles detached from the rest of her body. Shooting upwards, she saw both of her high tops bouncing in random directions leading her to assume that her feet had no sense of direction while in shoes. Still high on adrenaline, Tori pushed herself onto her hands and knees to crawl over and collect her feet.

Her right foot was rubbing itself against the wall, trying to free itself from its smell and worn prison, while her left foot was feeling up the sides of the jock. The jock, who was now blinded by the teacher’s soft sole stuck to his face, was screaming in a total panic and must not even have noticed Tori next to him. Instead, he was having a complete meltdown once the teacher’s other foot had made him cum in his pants.

“I’M SORRY, MS. JONES! I WON’T SLEEP IN CLASS ANYMORE JUST MAKE IT STOP!” He screamed from under Ms. Jones foot.

Before it could join Ms. Jones’ feet, Tori scooped up her left foot and kept it tucked under her arm as it violently spasmed trying to break free. Freaked out at how her own foot was reacting to her picking it up, Tori rushed to grab her other foot and somehow escape to her house. Once she had both of her feet secure in her arms, Tori was knocked off her balance once something soft collided with her ass. Managing to keep a hold on her rogue feet, she turned to see that one of Tatum’s feet was clinging to her ass.

But that wasn’t what made her panic; there was a horde of female feet coming from every direction toward the door she was in front of. With Tatum’s foot still holding onto her round ass, Tori found enough strength to hurry out the door and lock it behind her.

She breathed a sigh of relief until she heard several slaps on the glass behind her. Slowly turning around, she saw hundreds of different feet pressing their soles against the glass. More panic had set in when she noticed some feet managed to gain unique features: some had eyes either on their arches or even on their toes, some had mouths, and some even had full faces. While a majority of the feet looked completely normal without any facial features, they all had a similar goal in mind as Tori started hearing voices from the other side of the glass.

“Free them... Free them... Free us...” A collection of female voices chanted in unison.

Assuming they were talking about her feet, Tori scurried to her car. She plucked Tatum’s foot off of her ass and chucked it in the passenger seat of her car alongside her own feet. She took a moment to notice how tame the feet in the car were in contrast to the feet that were giving chase as Tatum’s foot was gently stroking the seat with her toes. As she sat down and buckled up, but almost had a heart attack when Ms. Jones’ foot, coated in semen with a set of luscious lips on its arch, slapped onto the windshield of her car.

“Naughty, naughty...trying to deprive those feet of a helping of cum and their freedom...how terribly futile…” The foot scolded, voice sounding seductive yet menacing.

Tori, without hesitation, slammed her stump on the gas pedal to escape the chaos that she caused at her college. Ms. Jones’ foot was sent flying off her windshield as Tori rushed to get home and attempt to get ahold of the situation.

Once she was pulling into her driveway, she saw that nobody else was home. Praying that it was the case, Tori unbuckled her seatbelt and snatched up the feet in her passenger seat as she maneuvered herself out of the car. The gravity of her mistake was starting to set in as several police cars and ambulances flew by, causing her to hurry into the house.

As soon as she was inside, Tatum’s foot slipped out of her grasp. The foot splayed its toes at Tori, as if showing anger or like an animal being cornered before hopping off somewhere in the house.

“Fucking fantastic, can’t wait for my mom or my brother to find a random girl’s foot loose in here.” Tori groaned.

Crawling to her room, Tori dropped her feet onto her bed. Deciding that letting them free was a bad idea, she tied the shoelaces of her sneakers together in case they tried to escape. Climbing into her bed, Tori buried her face into her hands and tried to calm herself down. She grabbed a notebook off her nightstand and began jotting down notes about what she saw and what to do.

“Okay…so first of all, that spell works more literally than I thought since it even brought MY feet to life…” Tori though aloud, glance at her feet wiggling in her sneakers. “Second, I guess somehow they feed on cum to become more sentient…and mutate? No, no, that sounds too gross…get stronger?”

She shivered at the thought of her feet, attacking a random stranger for his cum. She dropped her pen when she found herself getting aroused. A part of her found the idea kind of hot, parts of her own body committing sexual acts out of her control. Tori moaned, not realizing her control over the parts still connected to her as her hand wandered over her crotch.

Biting her lip, she slipped her hand into her pants and felt how wet she was before plunging into her throbbing sex. Looking over to her feet, she found herself wondering what they smelled like…what they tasted like. Thoughts she never would entertain before, Tori gave into her libido and began untying her shoes. She double checked that her windows and door were shut in case things got out of control.

Pulling her socked feet out of her sneakers, Tori was met with a scent that was alien yet familiar to her as the aroma of her own sweaty socks filled the air. Almost caught up in a trance watching her disembodied feet rub against each other, they saved her the trouble of peeling off her socks as they helped each other become bare in a slow, tantalizing strip tease.

Turning her feet to view all angles of her lively feet, Tori began to appreciate them in ways she never really did when they were still attached to her: natural nails, soft soles, light sweat that mad them almost shine, and arches she would almost consider perfect. Cutting the chase, Tori pressed her face into her soft soles and took a deep inhale through her nose. Sighing in delight, the fumes coming from the feet gripping her at her face with their toes. Setting down her left foot, she brought the right to her open mouth, tongue out to get a taste-

BANG!

Tori snapped out of her trance when she heard something in her house crash, presumably from Tatum’s foot aimlessly wandering around. Clearing her throat, Tori gently set her foot down on her bed and leaned back. It was going to be a pain in the ass to fix this mess…