Be Careful What You Wish For
by CuteGayJason

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I lived by myself in an apt complex and really was excited because of my new neighbor.

I knew the instant I saw him that I was totally falling for this guy. He is 6 ft tall with a very muscular body, black hair and brown eyes. I immediately noticed his feet as the first time I saw him coming up the stairs. His feet were abnormally large for a man only 6ft tall. They had to be size 15 or 16. He had on some Adidas superstar shell toe high top sneakers that were very worn. Since then I had constantly been watching him and his huge feet every chance I got.

I made it a point to always be going to check my mail about the time he got home from whereever he worked. Every time I saw him, he was wearing those huge Adidas shoes. I tried not to be too obvious as I looked at those sneakers day after day, looking downward pretending to be looking through the mail .

I didn't know very much about my neighbor whose name turned out to be Chuck. All I knew is that he was probably in his late 20's, got home every day about 5pm and wore the same shoes all the time! I would give anything to actually see him take off his shoes after a long day. Then it happened, I got caught checking out his feet. As usual, I was looking at his feet pretending to be looking at the mail.

"Hello there Jason, how's it going?" Chuck walked toward me.

"Oh fine and you?" I replied.

"Great here man, why are you always looking at my feet?" Chuck asked.

"Looking at your feet, Nah dude I am checking out my mail like I always do."

"Yeah I can see that," my neighbor said as he flipped the mail right side up that was in my hands. How could I have been so stupid to not even notice I was looking at the backside of all the mail.

"Sorry man, didn't want to bring it up incase your sensitive about it, but why are your feet so big? What size shoes do you wear?" I asked. A huge smile showed up on his face.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" a slight chuckle and then he walked off. Whew that was close, I was relieved he didn't make a big deal out of it. I didn't see Chuck the next day nor the day after but on the third day when I went outside my apt and looked across the hall, I could not believe my eyes. Those Adidas shoes with his socks tossed to the side were sitting outside his door. I walked over to get a better look at them. They were very well worn and I was boned up now more than ever. Then I noticed there was a note on his door to Fed Ex. It said he would be gone for the rest of the week and to please redeliver next week.

YES! This was my lucky day. I snatched those shoes and socks up and took them quickly inside to my apt. I closed the door and immediately put his socks up to my nose. Oh damn, his socks was fucking hot. They were still damp from the last time he had wore them and smelled nice and ripe. Chuck either had extremely sweaty feet or he didn't change his socks often. I sniffed his white gold toe sweat socks hard and rubbed them over my pounding cock. I then looked inside his shoe and discovered they were size 16. Touching his shoes make my cock jerk.

The only thing better would be for him to be here for me to take them off and for him to shove his smelly socked feet in my face and make me sniff his shoes. I only wear a size 11.5 myself but I couldn't stop myself from trying his socks and shoes on. As I pulled on his sweaty wet socks onto my feet imagining how his feet must have felt when he removed them, I wanted to bust my load all over the place.

I then slid my feet into those enormous sneakers and they were massive on my feet. I tied the shoes and stood there in his shoes and socks needing to cum so badly but wishing I could prolong it for a lifetime both at the same time. I could not get over the size of those shoes, my cock was jerking all over the place.

Damn! Someone was knocking on my door at the most inopportune time. I looked through the peep hole and was instantly in a panic. Chuck was on the other side. How could this be? The note had said he'd be gone the rest of the week. I didn't know what to do so I just stood looking through the peep hole and he seemed to be smiling right at me as if he knew I was looking at him. I could see his mouth moving as though he was whispering to me.

He was moving his arms but I couldn't tell what he was doing. Did he know that I was on the other side looking at him with his shoes on my feet. I had never saw him in any other shoes and was wondering what was on his feet as he stood in front of my door. He started to walk away finally but then turned with a sly grin and waved his hands downward. What on earth was he doing. He didn't look angry.

How would I get the shoes back to him. What would I say? My cock was still throbbing oozing with pre cum. Maybe I could tell him they were cleaning the halls and I took them inside so the landlord wouldn't throw them out. Maybe I could tell him I was afraid a dog would chew them up. Heck maybe I should tell him they were smelling up the hall so I thought I would wash them while he was gone. What was I going to do?

I did know that I had to solve a problem of my own. MY COCK! I took the mirror down from over the fireplace and put it against the wall. I paced in front of it just looking at my feet in the shoes. The more I walked the harder my dick got. My feet even seemed to be sweating in his socks with his shoes on my feet.

These shoes seemed to make my feet extremely warm. With my feet sweating in his shoes, it made me want to cum more. I knew if I touched my cock, I would squirt everywhere so I refrained from that so I could feel his shoes and sweaty socks on my feet as I paced in front of the mirror looking. I knew it was just the excitement but my feet were now very hot. Almost hot enough to make me wonder if there was a heater built inside the shoes.

This was strange but still pleasurable. I wondered if his feet were this hot in the shoes all the time. Was that why his socks were so soaked with sweat? Finally I couldn't resist anymore I grabbed my cock and squeezed it. I pulled on it faster and faster as I stood looking down at the shoes. I was so very close to cumming. I pulled my rock hard cock over and over again. I couldn't believe how long I was lasting. I was slinging precum everywhere but not yet cum. I was constantly on the edge. I yanked and squeezed and pulled and stayed at the peak right before cumming.

I was so incredibly horny and needed this ultimate release. Any second now any minute now, just any time now. I constantly worked my cock as my feet were sweating up a storm in those shoes. Then I noticed an odd feeling in my feet, it felt like the shoes were tightening all by themselves. It felt as though those shoes actually fit my feet and weren't too big anymore. At last, I shot streams of cum all over the floor all over the shoes and all over myself. The orgasm lasted what seemed like forever and I collapsed on the couch, with those shoes still on my feet. I laid there glowing for at least 10 minutes before I felt like I could move.

When I did sit up, I decided I wanted to sniff his socks, but something didn't feel right. I wiggled my toes in his shoes and his shoes felt tight on my feet. What in the world? Did my feet get so hot they had started to swell? This was more than swollen sore feet, my feet seemed to be a size 16 now.

I was jumping to conclusions.

I started to unlace the massive shoes and started to pull the right one off. IT WAS TIGHT ON MY FOOT. I pulled and pulled and it wouldn't budge. I unlaced it almost all the way then tried again. I struggled and tugged and the shoe would not come off my foot. I tried the left shoe and it wouldn't budge either. I was excited and terrified all at the same time. I had this hot guys enormous shoes stuck on my feet. How would I get them off my feet?

The next hour seemed like an eternity. I took a shower with the shoes on thinking if I got them all soapy and wet they would come off. The shoes didn't even seem to get wet nor the socks. It was unbelievable. I was starting to panic. I tugged and tugged on the shoes. They continued to stay warm very warm.

My feet were almost uncomfortably warm. I tried to put my sneakered feet in cold water to cool them off but it didn't do anything. Again the shoes or socks didn't seem to get wet. I knew my feet was sweating up a storm. I sat down and continued to struggle with the shoes. Then I noticed as I started to pull on the shoes it started making my cock get hard. Each time I tugged on the shoes it was like I was stroking my cock. Within five minutes more of pulling at the shoes my cock was aching for release. Oh hell I thought, somehow I would get the shoes off, might as well get another good orgasm.

I pulled my cock and stroked it and as I did the shoes started getting tighter on my feet. I was close to cumming but the shoes were really starting to pinch so I just stopped jacking off a moment. After a few minutes the shoes seemed to let up a bit on my feet so I started jacking off again. The same thing happened. The more I touched my cock the tighter the shoes got on my feet. And when I pulled on the shoes trying to remove them my cock got harder. What the fuck?

I was just stunned, I didn't know what to do. I was ultimately horny as hell but couldn't get my much needed relief and the shoes were stuck to my feet. I was really getting worried. How would I explain to Chuck that I accidentally got his shoes and sweaty socks stuck on my feet? Why does it seem like my own feet have grew to a size 16? Why is it when I pull on the shoes it makes my cock hard? Why is it when I pull on my cock it makes the shoes tighter? Why didn't the shoes or socks get wet when I wore them in the shower? Why were the shoes so warm, my feet felt like they were in an oven.

I paced around the room with the enormous sneakers firmly attached to my feet. My feet were sweating and starting to get sore from the tight shoes on my feet. It seemed like the more I walked in the shoes the warmer my feet got. I finally had to sit down and prop my feet up. These enormous shoes were painfully tight on my feet and I had to have a break. My poor feet were sweating up a storm in those shoes. I could feel my socks squish inside the shoes as I wiggled my toes.

Then the phone rang and I looked the caller id and it was my neighbor Chuck calling, he had never called me before. I didn't even know that he knew my last name to look up my number. I didn't dare answer it. A moment later my machine picked up and then I heard him say, " I hope you are enjoying my shoes in there. Have you tried to get them off? Well you won't ever get them off unless I remove them. HAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!"

Now I was really in fear, he knew I had his shoes stuck on my feet and I sadly knew he was probably my only hope of ever getting them off my feet. I frantically pulled on the shoes once more hoping somehow to get them off. I pulled so hard it hurt my ankles and they simply would not budge and my cock was so hard it hurt too. I knew what I had to do. I had to go next door and beg for mercy. I got dressed and opened my door to find Chuck standing right there grinning from ear to ear. I froze solid as he walked right into my apartment.

He sat on the couch putting his feet up and then I noticed his feet were in my own skecher shoes and were not enormous anymore. "How?" it was all I could managed to say.

"I put a spell on you that you could get one wish, evidently you wanted my hot and sweaty socked feet stuck in my sneakers and that is exactly what you got. I on the other hand got your feet the moment you put my shoes on. You should always be careful what you wish for," Chuck said.

"I am so sorry. I don't know what to say. Please forgive me. I had no idea this would happen and I'll never even look at your feet again if you help me." I said.

"Hmm, not sure if I want to help you there. Its tough to have such big feet. People are always looking at me funny and making cracks about my big feet. I like having your feet. They are a nice and average size which no one notices. Maybe I should let you tough it out and see how it actually feels to be cursed with such big not to mention sweaty feet," Chuck answered.

I didn't know what to say. I was in no position to tell him what to do and I didn't dare want to offend him. "I admit I did look at your feet a lot, but I wasn't doing it to be mean. I was extremely turned on by your feet and couldn't take my eyes off them. I am very sorry if you took it the wrong way. I love your feet but I love them much better on you instead of me. Isn't there anything I can do to get you to remove the spell?"

"I guess you already know that you aren't able to cum again with those shoes on now. And there is no chance they will come off. Your cock will stay hard until they are removed. Each time you try to cum they will tighten to the point of pain and keep you from achieving your orgasm. If you are willing to make a deal and give up that which is so precious to you, I will remove the spell,"Chuck said.

"What do you mean, what kind of deal?" I said.

"I will switch our feet back, but your cock will still have a spell on it. Your cock won't be able to get hard unless it is 10 ft or less from my big feet for one year. Each evening you will come over and be my foot slave and serve me sexually in any way I desire. The spell with keep you from cumming for that year unless my feet are actually touching your dick if and when I choose to let that happen. If you even attempt to masturbate your cock while your not around my feet, then your feet will grow again back to size 16 for the rest of your life and I will have your feet for the rest of mine. Do we have a deal?"

"I have no other choice. I will gladly be your sexual and foot slave every night for a year. I will abide by those conditions. Now how do we switch back?”

"You will have to start your promise by sucking a nut out of my cock. By the time you get my nut and swallow it, our feet will have resumed their previous size." Chuck said. I fell to my knees and began to suck his cock. The more I sucked the looser his shoes got on my feet. Out of the corner of my eye I saw my skechers on his feet swelling up and about to bust at the seems. His feet were getting bigger inside my shoes. I held his feet in my skechers with my hands. I could feel the shoes stretching to their maximum. It was actually working.

Chuck was really getting into this and was fucking my face with his huge cock. I could hear the laces of my shoes on his feet snapping as he out grew my shoes. The smell of his growing sweaty feet hit me hard. I sucked his cock fiercely in my horny stupor for over an hour and finally his cock head expanded in my mouth and a large load burst into my mouth. As I swallowed his hot cum, the shoes fell loose on my feet. I stood up and stepped right out of his shoes. I was relieved to have my own feet back but at the same time I was saddened knowing I could not touch my own cock for a year. Then I blacked out.

When I came to I was in my bed all covered up in the dark. I just laid there wondering had this all been a dream. I stepped out of bed and walked into my living room. Then I saw my skechers in the floor with the torn laces and I knew it hadn't been a dream. I picked them up and held them to my nose. Ahhh, I could still smell his feet. I inhaled the wonderful odor and I was so horny but my cock lay there limp. I didn't dare touch it. I was sniffing the most incredible masculine foot stink and my cock was not responding. I was scared and somewhat excited. The phone rang. It was Chuck, I answered. "Hello." Chuck told me to come right over.

As I entered his apt, he was laying there on the couch. As I walked toward him and saw those adidas on his huge feet my cock came alive and jumped up fully hard within seconds. I sat on his couch and he put his feet in my lap. "Take my shoes off and massage my feet." Chuck ordered. I quickly removed his shoes and his smelly socked feet were finally in my lap. I worked hard rubbing his feet.

Every squeeze of his feet, it felt like I was massaging my cock. "Take my socks off and suck my toes." I pulled his sweaty clinging socks off and started sucking his toes. OMG it felt like I was sucking my own cock as I sucked his toes. I was loving this as I devoured his toes.

"Take off your clothes and get on your knees and suck my cock slave. I took off my clothes and kneeled down. He then took his socks and tied one over my eyes so I couldn't see and another over my nose. Then I felt him push his cock between my lips. I began my duty and worked his cock with my mouth. I felt him place his feet on my thighs. If only they would touch my cock I would cum I kept thinking as I inhaled his socks and sucked his cock. Once again I felt his cock head expand and his juices filled my mouth. Then I felt his feet embrace my cock and I exploded streams of cum as I fell back on the floor. I was almost out of it as I felt Chuck actually pick me up off the floor. He was laying me in his bed. I was absolutely drained of all my energy. Chuck then tied me to the bed.

"You wanted my feet and now you got them. Did you like how my feet caused you the greatest nut of your life?" I nodded. "Well, good my slave, now its time to see how much of your feet you can take." He raised his right foot and touched my cock with it again. Immediately my cock burst another powerful nut. Within seconds his foot tapped my cock again, my cock shot again. My cock was so sensitive from nutting I couldn't take anymore. Without mercy his foot tapped my cock again, my dick squirted. Again he tapped my cock, my sore dick was passed squirting and just oozed out a minimal amount of cum. Chuck had forced me to nut 4 times since my big explosion in under a minute.

He sat on the bed and put his feet inches from my cock, my cock was unable to get soft around his feet from the spell. His left toe was inching up near my cock and then contact, painfully my cock oozed a few drops. "Still got some cumm in you, don't worry we will get it all out." Chuck laughed. Then he began tapping my cock with his toes about every 10 seconds. My cock was red from nutting so much. Chuck tapped my cock with his feet till I was nutting and nothing was cumming out.

Eventually I passed out from the pain of repeated dry shooting.