Zoe, 21 year old Bartender

An exasperated sigh filled the quiet living room as Zoe’s boyfriend, Nick, flopped on the couch.

“It wasn’t that hard now was it?” Zoe’s voice came as she smirked at him from the kitchen table she sat at. Sitting up she propped her bare feet up and exposed her smooth soles, an act that immediately caught Nick’s attention as his eyes trailed down her legs to her now wiggling toes.

Zoe knew of Nick’s fascination for her feet and didn’t hide how much she loved to tease him.

“I suppose you’ve earned a reward...” she smirked.

She also knew of Nick’s private collection of photos, a fleeting thought as she watched him pull his phone out and open the camera app.

Nick snapped a few photos of his girlfriends feet. Mesmerised as they scrunched their soles and wiggled their toes at the camera, an act that unbeknownst to Nick was not Zoe’s doing. The latter seemed none the wiser.

Nick lined up one final shot noticing something odd on her feet. Wrinkles had formed on her soles where they’d never been before. Even more odd was that the wrinkles coalesced into what looked like a smile on both feet.

He froze at the image on his phone, analysing the screen. Despite the oddity of the situation he felt a stiffness building in his pants. The phantom mouths, seemingly sensing Nick’s arousal, giggled to themselves as they blew kisses at the camera. An act that spiked his growing erection tenfold.

He got up, speed-walking toward the bathroom. But not before he saw the mouths on his girlfriends feet smirking at him as they waved their toes goodbye.

Locking the door behind him Nick took a deep breath to calm himself. He sat down leaning against the door and pulled his phone out, reopening the photos he took. To his shock there were no mouths on Zoe’s feet.

Nick breathed a sigh of relief. His girlfriends feet weren’t alive.

He brought the phone to his face, pulling down his pants to set his throbbing cock free. It swayed before standing upright, twitching slightly. He grabbed his eager member with his free hand and began pumping it while worshipping his girlfriends feet.

Back in the kitchen Zoe had put in earbuds and was reading a newspaper that blocked her vision to her still propped up feet.

“Do you reckon he noticed us properly?” Zoe’s left foot spoke from it’s ‘mouth’.

“Knowing him, unlikely.” Came her right foot.

“Come tonight though, sister... he’s all ours.”

Zoe’s feet laughed in unison.