Podiatrist How Often To Change Shoes Stories

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The Podiatrist

by anaflowerchild on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

He was up to his neck in loans, $100,00 to be exact, when he graduated Podiatry school. He had been there for four years and was well schooled in surgery math and chemistry. So he shared an office on 9th Avenue with another young fledgling. Business was slow for a while until his partner, with computer skills put up a wonderful web site, bringing patients in...

RED

by MaxwellSpanx on Oct 11, 2017
Romance

My Favourite Like most men, I love the colour red. Not the hair colour of course. Then again, that's ginger or to be polite, strawberry blond. But in every other sense I love red. My favourite sports teams wear red and I drive a red car. However, most importantly, I love my women in red. Red dresses, red coats and red shoes. Not necessarily all at once... I...

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My John Has a Foot Fetish

by andtheend on Sep 19, 2017
Fetish

Al has the perfect job to satisfy his foot fetish. My name is Linda and I'm a prostitute. One of my regular clients is Al, the owner of Al's Shoe Store downtown. Al has a foot fetish. Much in the way that a Yogi has been able to transform himself from living a solitary, spiritual lifestyle by practicing meditation in a way that translates the benefits of m...

Backcountry Ranger

by BJGoodhead on Dec 25, 2019
Humor & Satire

Hey Mom, you'll never guess what just happened. Yes, hello to you too. Yes, I try to call more often...I'm even calling RIGHT NOW! I am so sorry that I have not been staying close, but I have some amazing news. Sit down first. What I have to say is truly shocking! No I didn't know dad got in a fight with that squirrel again. Your bunion is acting up aga...

Missy's Feet

by DeniseNoe on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

Missy liked being a waitress. She especially liked it at noon when the Sour Dough was so busy her mind was totally occupied by the messages she brought to the kitchen and the completed messages she brought back to the impatient, hungry customers. She thought of food like that, the need for it a message, the return of it an expressed, made-real message. She...

My Cup of Tea Ch. 04

by soweet_cowgirl on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

"The Flaming Llamas?" Ian chuckled as his eyes scanned the concert ticket in his hand. "What sort of music do you like anyway?" He dropped the ticket on the counter and removed the apron from his torso. Sara shrugged. "I don't know. I like sappy stuff," she admitted with blushing cheeks. Music... will Ian and I ever have a song together? When will we share...

Pet Needs Good Home

by hotbox on Aug 8, 2018
BDSM

Friday evening I get home from work, put the groceries away that I picked up on my way, kick off my heels. I put some frozen lasagna in the oven, garlic bread in the toaster oven, pour a glass of wine, and go to relax online while dinner cooks. I smile as I select that famous website where people who love bondage and fetish can chat, possibly meet for a dat...

Frieda the Cat

by MathGirl on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

At the age of seventeen, Jack Vincent had experienced a growth spurt during which he gained about five inches in height in four months. This is not an uncommon phenomenon in boys, but in Jack's case his skeletal growth was accompanied by an even more spectacular increase in the size of his genitalia. Jack's dick became a >>. Jack had a group of friends wi...

Red

by MaxwellSpanx on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

My Favourite Like most men, I love the colour red. Not the hair colour of course. Then again, that's ginger or to be polite, strawberry blond. But in every other sense I love red. My favourite sports teams wear red and I drive a red car. However, most importantly, I love my women in red. Red dresses, red coats and red shoes. Not necessarily all at once......

Tights of a Teacher

by TightsDude on Oct 13, 2017
Fetish

My name is Adam Donnelly, and for as long as I can remember I've had an obsession for ladies wearing tights. Like a lot of guys with this fetish, it began with my mother, Sarah. She was a gorgeous woman in her youth, and remained attractive up until her mid-forties, when three pregnancies and the stress of managing a freelance financial consultancy agency ca...