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With Aurora's constant piercing eyes staring down at her, Jess partially felt bad about this whole thing. She was the one who insisted that she should do this. She was the one who didn’t want to take no for an answer. She was the one who wanted to be Aurora’s boots.

Despite being friends with the goth for as long as she could remember, it was only now that she was in love with her. Sure, even after they first met she was a bit attracted to her, but she reasoned that she was because she wanted to be her friend, no other reason.

But multiple years, labels, boyfriends, girlfriends, and significant others proved only one thing, no one could compare to her. While still mostly preferring males, Jess would be lying if she wouldn’t get down her knees for her. With her crush came her other unseemly desire, her foot fetish.

That was a bit easier to figure out. Once one knows that they have a foot fetish they realize they can either give in or beat themselves up about, Jess chose the former. She prided herself on her foot fetish, nobody could love those body parts more than her.

All her past partners knew it, Aurora would know too if she had given her a chance. But alas, her crush was straight, though that didn’t deter her. If she couldn’t date her she’d still find a way to serve. After talking about it with her, Jess decided for them that she’d become her shoes.

Not just any pair, but the boots that she loved to wear, the only pair of shoes Jess could ever picture the goth wearing. By the time they started talking about it, she had had it all worked out, all Aurora needed to do was spritz some TF powder on her and she’d be her boots. 

The next time the two met she couldn’t bring herself to do it, so Jess got to do the honors, to condemn herself to servitude at her crush's feet. It didn’t take long for her to transform, though it took forever for her to put her on.

For whatever reason Aurora didn’t seem to want to wear her friend, even after she willingly gave herself to her. Though, like how she got her to agree to this, after some time she finally put Jess on. She willingly took it as her crush’s right foot slid into her awaiting body, then her left foot.

She savored as her slightly sweaty soles settled themselves down on her insoles, the pleasure she felt indescribable. This was exactly what she wanted, to be under foot of her crush. If she couldn’t have Aurora, then she could have Jess. As the goth stood up for the first time in her, Jess resigned herself to being a good pair of shoes for her crush. 

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