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“Jeez girl, you’re definitely enjoying yourself,” Lia told her friend Ella. It was pretty obvious to all that Ella was piss drunk, she was barely able to walk and had now climbed up onto one of the club’s tables.
“You know it!” she loudly, and drunkenly, responded. “Wanna head out to the dance floor with me?”
“You were just there, why do you want to spend so much time there tonight?” Lia asked her.
“Well, to tell you the truth it’s something special with my shoes.” Ella then brought her heeled feet closer to Lia's face.
“Ok, what’s special about them?’ she asked, not caring that much.
“Well…Can you promise me that you can keep a secret?”
“Yeah.”
“Ok, y’know our friend Ashley. Well, she is currently my heels.” Ella giggled as she told her this.
“No way. Why is she them?” Lia asked, astonished.
“She didn’t want to go clubbing tonight and I wanted her to join us so… She came as heels.”
“Understandable, no wonder it felt like she was here with us. Is she liking being worn?”
“She’s not said anything about it yet so she probably is. Plus I wouldn’t care, she feels so good especially when I dance in her”
“That's good to hear. Now about heading back out to the dance floor…”
Ashley was hating this. This was just disgusting. She was forced to taste Ella’s feet and every bead of sweat that she produced, not to mention feeling as the sweat was absorbed into her. Every step in her disorientated her to the point that it was hard to have a clear thought. If she had known that Ella would’ve done this to her then she would’ve gone out with them. Well, now she knows too, or else she’d spend the night slurping up her friend’s foot sweat. There was only one thing that she was glad about right now, that she was not a closed pair of heels.
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