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“To think I willing employed a foot fetishist, Jesus I must’ve been crazy. Sure, I think your kind is weird but I would’ve had no problem with you working here if you kept your obsession at home. But of course, you didn’t, now you get to be exactly where you want to be while I deal with all the complaints you’ve caused. Because of you I now have to be really aggressive with our background checks, you fucking bitch. Hell, I didn’t even know that a woman could have this bad of a foot fetish!” as Michelle went on and on about her perversion Taylor didn’t pay her any mind. Not like she could though, she was too wrapped up in being a high heel.
Despite her best efforts Taylor’s foot fetish always got the better of her. Sure, she tried as hard as she could to suppress it but it always managed to creep out of her, especially at work. She was fired from her last job after she got down on her hands and knees to worship the feet of one of her clients. After that, it had been hard to find a job, but she managed to get a new one. This time she’d try her hardest not to let her foot fetish show through.
Her plan worked for just about the first week. Sure, she’d occasionally gaze down at one of her coworker's feet but that was relatively harmless. Everything hit the fan when she started focusing on her client’s feet more than themselves. It was harmless at first, but the longer she worked there the more perverted she got.
She set up her phone to take so sneak shots of her client's covered or exposed toes, hell she even openly admitted to offering a client a foot massage. Taylor thought that she was good at hiding her perversion, despite its control over her. However, as more and more complaints came in from her clients she started to realize how bad she was at hiding it. It all came to a head when her boss, Michelle confronted her about it.
Backed into a corner, Taylor had no idea of how to protect herself. How would she explain her perversion, would her boss fire her, would she even listen to her reasonings? Dispute her questions she wasn’t given the chance to ask them as, before she could explain herself, Michelle transformed her into a high heel. Taylor didn’t even know this was possible, but she was in no place to share this as high heels couldn’t talk.
Her shock at her transformation quickly turned to pleasure when Michelle slipped her on. It felt good to be worn. She was being squished, stomped, and smothered by her boss’ foot but it all felt amazing. Sure, she had given the occasional foot worship but doing those didn’t even compare to how good it felt to be worn under a foot.
She was enjoying the taste of Michell’s sole, her foot sweat, and the occasional toe twitches on her insole. How could being a shoe feel so good? She was so wrapped up in being a high heel that she didn’t even hear as Michelle told her that her position under her would be temporary, long enough to learn a lesson. But seeing as Taylor was enjoying it, it was less of a punishment and more of a reward.
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