The Last Day of School
(Published on Wednesday, July 27, 2005)
This story was submitted anonymously by Terence.

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This is a fantasy story of mine that I wrote when I was younger. This has never happened to me, but I sure would love for it to happen. I'm a true female smelly foot lover. Nothing in this world turns me on more than female smelly feet. This story takes place at high school, and my house.

Leaving home on the last day of school was the happiest day of my life. I was so happy that I skipped breakfast and went on the bus. The bus arrived, and it seemed to be full of people who were talking with excitment. I finally found a seat that had been half taken by this beautiful girl. There she sat by the window looking very sad and lonely. But as I sat there beside her, the first thing that caught my eyes were her beautiful toes. She had her sandles slipped off to the side of her goregous feet. She had the perfect size feet in my preference; size 7. Still looking out the window, she would wiggle and spread her toes out, and slowly put the straps to her sandles in between each of her toes. As I continued to sit beside her, I noticed a very amazing scent rising up to my nostrils. I inhaled this scent for what seemed better than oxygen! I was planning to greet her, but my priority changed so fast with her feet.

"H-hello..." I said trying to clear my throat. I told her who I was, and being as casual as I could possibly be, I held out my hand to meet hers.

"Hi," she said still staring out the window. I was a little confused.

"What's wrong?" I asked trying to get her attention.

"I don't think you'd be interested," she said shaking her head. I tried to think of what to say, but it was so difficult. So I had to think fast.

"No, no that's not true. I'm interested in everything...come on, try me." I said assuringly.

Her body turned away from the window, and she wiped away her tears.

"Alright, the reason why I'm so upset is because lately I've been having problems with relationships," she said sobbing just a little. Then the bus came to a stop at school, and I was furious. I wanted to know more, and time had gone by too quickly. I fumbled throught my pocket and handed her a piece of paper with my number on it. She looked at it, laughed, and handed me back the paper.

"Sorry, I'm not in the mood today or ever," she said moving across from me.

"No, no. It's not like that. See, I want you to call me because I wanted to hear the rest of your story," I explained. She thought for a couple seconds.

"Okay, I'll call," she said taking the piece of paper into her pocket.

The day was starting to get better and better. I was so happy and concerned about this goregous girl with those beautiful feet and toes throughout the day.

After school I arrived on the bus and I headed straight for that same spot we had met. But there was something so special about this moment. She wasn't looking out the window all sad and lonely. Her face looked so much brighter than the first approach, but what really got me going was that I believe she was looking for me. My face lit up with a smile and I sat by her.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Yeah. I never told you my name." She introduced herself to me with a glorious smile. She even told me that she lived a block from where I was. I tell ya, she was suprising me with so much information! We were so happy that we both decided to meet at my house.

"Great, I have so many things to say," she said.

The bus stopped at the corner of my address. We both walked off almost with joining hands. Then we both went our separate ways just a few minutes for preparation.

When I stepped into my house, I felt like I was the happiest man in the world. I tossed my stuff on the couch and sat down for awhile. I closed my eyes and thought of this awesome girl's smelly feet, and her beautiful toes. The visions of the everlasting foot scenes played forever in my head. After 30 minutes of those thoughts, the doorbell rang.

"Hey!" She said with a big smile and a cute wave of her hand. There she stood at the door with a sexy, tight, red outfit on. I was so speechless that I forgot to say hello! I wanted to drop to my knees!

"You like my outfit?" She asked while spinning in place. I was drooling all over my face and I was stiff with excitment. I nodded my head to show her I did like it. She stepped inside and slipped off her shoes. There was that smell! As we both sat on the couch together we kind of just looked at each other for a few seconds or more. For me, her smelly feet took over my body. It seemed as if my nose was the only functional body part of mine! Then I saw her smile kind of deaden a bit, so I had no choice but to snap out of it.

"Would you like a drink?" I offered.

"Sure, ice water would be fine," she replied. I swore it took me a long time to get off my butt to get her that drink. As I prepared water for the both of us, I kept an eye on those beautiful feet. I was literally over 90% brainwashed because I almost forgot where I put the glasses. Slowly but surely I put the ice in the glasses, but when I turned around to the sink faucet, my eyes just saw something that made my body have a compulsion. I saw her feet exploring the table in front of her. The table legs were carressed by her smelly toes. Things started to move in slow motion as I watched. Then her toes started spreading slowly and that's when my body went numb. The glasses slip away from my hands and makes a lot of noise.

"Do you need help?" She asked turning my direction.

"Oh, no. Everything's fine," I said as quickly as possible. I prepared the drinks quickly while my bodily functions were still intact. So we were sitting together again. Then she gave me something to choke about.

"I have something to ask you," she said while taking a sip and putting the glass down. I held onto mine with both hands trying not to look nervous.

"Are you nervous around me? Because you do look very tense. And...well...I think I know what's causing it." We lost eye contact for a second. My heart stopped at that instant.

"N-Nervous, what do you mean? I feel com..."

"It's my feet isn't it?" She asked almost turning around to look for her shoes. She was about to kill me for what she was thinking of doing. I jumped up out of my seat and fell to her feet.

"I l-...I love your feet," I said staring at them, and trying not to focus on the sexy smell that her feet contained.

"No, my feet stink," she softly replied while her smile disappeared. I reached for both of her feet to hold, and she jumped in astonishment.

"I told you my feet stink," she said in a clearer, blunt tone.

I coughed up a stubbourn attitude and gently retrieved her feet in my hands. "Listen, I don't care what your feet smell like, or even how they look (like I could've thought of a better lie). To tell you the truth, I can't resist your feet at all. I'm totally into your feet. Your feet were the first thing that I was so attracted to when I met you. And I can't think of a better time for me to love your feet than now." I slowly started rubbing her feet. Tears rolled down her eyes in a moment of sorrow. Slowly I rose up to the couch beside her, taking her feet upon my lap. Her eyes never left my hands since the moment I had touched her feet. I rubbed her feet from heel to toe. Slowly she began to grow accustomed to my touch until she let herself sink into that road of satisfaction with her eyes closed.

"Close your eyes," she told me.

At first I ignored her (my eyes were still starving). I didn't wanted to close my eyes because I needed to have food for my eyes.

"Go ahead, don't be afraid," she said giggling a little.

I stopped rubbing her feet, but never let them go. But then she took them from me! My eyes flung open.

"Ah! Close those them silly," she says laughing.

At this time I didn't want to fustrate myself, so I took deep breathes and instantly I was calm. The atmosphere smelled so heavenly from where I was. I focused on how much I loved her smelly feet, and how they felt so soft. Then she suprised me by exploring my upper body with her feet! The heat instantly rose from hot to exotic! She really knew how to arouse me with those feet. She caressed my face with her soft sweaty soles. I was really in a trance this time. The smell got so strong and detailed that I swore that her feet were all that was in my house at that time. All of a sudden a scent hit my nostrils like an a errupting chemical. I felt her toes resting on my top lip. I opened my wondering eyes, and they grew large. There I was smelling in between her toes! I couldn't help, but to crack up laughing with joy. She laughed with me.

"Better?" She asks me chuckling.

I couldn't say a word so I showed her my appreciation by shoving my nose deep in between her toes. The smaller her toes got, the more sweat and toe jam engulfed my nostrils. I sniffed her feet as if I was fighting for air. She wiggled her toes very slowly, trying to tease me. It only got me more wild. She laughed and laughed as we both were having the time of our lives. Her feet slowly cupped into my hands, and we give each other eye contact. She had the biggest smile anyone could ever give me. I looked at her feet again.

"Thank you," she said catching my attention.

"For what? I only sniffed your feet. I should be the one thanking you," I emplured.

"No one has ever done this for me. I'll remember that my feet was loved only by you," she said with happy tears falling.

"Oh thank you so much. And I assure you that I'll never forget your goregous, cheesy feet," I said.

We both laughed a little and then for the first time we both held each other's hand.