Request for <a target="_self" href="https://www.deviantart.com/aadevilliers" ><img class="avatar" width="50" height="50" src="https://a.deviantart.net/avatars/default.gif" alt=":iconaadevilliers:" title="Aadevilliers" /></a>.<br /><br />Text:<br /><br />As Shraddha Kapoor took step after step on her foam bodies, Kylie couldn&#8217;t help but enjoy it. For years now she had been waiting for a day like this and it had finally come, now all she had to do was sit back and enjoy it while it lasted. Since the emergence of TF technology, a certain desire began to plague Kylie&#8217;s mind. For a while now she had had a crush on the Indian actress Shraddha Kapoor and part of her love for her was her feet. She always seemed to be showing them off, something that she loved.<br /><br />She wanted more than anything to get under them, no matter how. So, when she found out about the TF craze with celebrities she couldn&#8217;t help but get excited. They had started the trend of wearing transformed people and Kylie wanted to get in on the action. Most celebs had a raffle where the winner(s) could be worn by them but Shraddha was not one of them. Disappointed, she had to find some way to get under her crush. Which, she eventually did.<br /><br />Recently, some people on the black market have been selling opportunities to be worn by celebrities for a high price. One of the celebrity clothing types they offered was flip-flops for Shraddha Kapoor. Ecstatic, she quickly gathered up her money and bought the service. After waiting a few days she was told to meet at a random office for her transformation to take place. Which happened as soon as she entered the place. She blacked out and when she awoke, found herself in the clutches of her crush.<br /><br />It had been a few days since then and Kylie was loving this. Every day since then she had gotten to be under Shraddha during whatever she was doing, lounging at home, going shopping, walking about, anything. What she wasn't expecting was that she could not only feel everything but taste and smell. She was forced to taste her feet and toes as they trod over her, but she wasn&#8217;t mad at that. No, she was loving it. <br /><br />She was hoping to experience everything that her flip-flops normally experienced and with tasting her soles her wish had been fulfilled. Still, she wasn&#8217;t sure how long this going to last. The people selling this service never said how long it was going to last but Kylie didn't care. Whether it was for a week or for forever she was happy with it. She had finally got the chance to be under the feet of her crush, even if she never acknowledged her. But that was normal for being a pair of flip-flops.<br /><br /><br />The image used doesn't belong to me and I will remove it at the behest of the copyright owner. I claim no ownership of the image.