Where was I? What happened? These thoughts echoed in my mind and my eyes shut again in pain from a massive headache. “Oh man I’m hung over” I muttered to myself and quickly drifted off again. As I started to awaken a second time my senses began to overwhelm me the darkness. First was the smell. It smelled like a gym locker room. Well not just a gym locker room, it smelled like 6 or 7 of them combined. Maybe it is just because I’m hung over but I’ve never smelled the scent of male sweat so powerful before. There was some other smell as well. Like a UPS store or something.

Cardboard, that’s it! Why do I smell so much cardboard?

The second sense that struck me was that I realized it felt like I was lying on a pile of laundry. Maybe that’s the smell. I rolled over in the darkness and buried my face in the clothes pile since I couldn’t see anything. The smell of male feet hit my nose like a freight train. I mean…… well…see I have a huge foot fetish that I have kept secret for a long time so this smell had me instantly hypnotized. I buried my face in the fabric. It felt like a bed comforter but everything smelled like feet. The most potent feet I have ever come across. Even though it was dark I could feel my dick throb. Wait a minute! I’m naked! I’m naked in this pitch black room rolling my body around on this magnificent bed spread that was scented like the smelliest feet I have ever experienced.

I was scared, but it was like a fantasy come true. I lay there just breathing in this amazing, overwhelming scent while I gathered my thoughts. What the hell happened? I remembered getting a text from my best friend Trevor to come over and hang out with him. We were going to get high and watch Game of Thrones. I remember him answering the door. I remembered quickly tucking my boner in my boxer briefs when I saw him. He is about 6’4, brown curly hair, chiseled jaw, big puppy dog eyes, and dark tan. He is 26 and an avid volleyball and soccer player so you can imagine his body and legs. Today he was wearing a tank top, adidas soccer shorts and a pair of beat up vans with white Nike soccer socks on. When he answered the door he was covered in sweat. He apologized and said he just worked out. That’s when I tucked in my hard on again after looking down and checking out his size 14 vans and extremely hairy legs. Man those calves!

My best friend is the most gorgeous guy I have ever seen. We have known each other for the past 2 years having met at work at an advertising firm. I relocated to the west coast for this job and we hit it off immediately. I didn’t know anyone in town and he took me under his wing. I admit that I have the biggest crush on him, but he is straight and I wouldn’t want to make our friendship awkward. I have always plotted a way to sniff his feet, but I just haven’t found a chance. I laid in the dark recalling this, but thinking about Trevor in combination with this amazing smell of feet filling my nose was making me realize that I had to jack off. My sense of smell must be messed up from getting high and drinking because the smell is getting stronger. Lying on this bedspread I could feel my body begin to take on the smell as well. Everything around me smelled like manly feet. I was under its control. Feet were all I could think about, all I could smell now. It was so strong I could taste it. I buried myself in the bedspread again and mindlessly licked it. It tasted so salty and even a little crusty. It was so delicious. I licked it again when I just exploded. I’ve never cum so much in my life. It was just all so overwhelming. Now I was soaking wet with cum, naked, in the dark. What if I had been kidnapped? Well at least if I had been kidnapped it was by someone who had the hottest smelling feet ever. So I guess that’s a plus. I shook my head and tried to focus on last night again. It was so hard to focus. I could see Trevor and I laughing on the couch. We drank some beers, got high and reminisced. I remember him asking when I had my last girlfriend. I finally admitted to him that I was gay. I was drunk and I was ready to come out to him. I am 25 and well I am just tired of hiding who I am. I know I can trust Trevor to help me through it. I smiled in the dark recalling how Trevor hugged me tight after I told him. His big thick arms around me congratulating me for being honest with him finally.

Smelling his sweaty armpits while he held me tight. Then I sat up in shock when I remembered how he cradled my face with his huge soft hands and whispered to me
“That’s great news because I have a crush on you Daniel”.

My jaw hit the floor in that moment. Seeing this huge gorgeous man tell me this, I mean the man of my dreams telling me this of all people. My stomach just dropped. I was speechless. I have never felt a moment like that before. Hearing the most beautiful man who I thought was straight this whole time admitting he had a crush on me?!? I could have fainted right there. I was drunk and high and I remember just telling him everything right then. Telling him how I had a crush on him, about my foot fetish. I just felt so safe with him and he just smiled and laughed the whole time. When I finished spilling I remember Trevor pausing for a second, leaned in so seriously and then his beautiful lips parted and he said:

“Daniel, I am a little drunk, but would you like to be mine, my boyfriend, my lover?”

“Yes” I cried.

Trevor leaned in a little closer where I could feel his warm beer breath “Would you also like to be my foot slave? I have always wanted someone to appreciate my huge size 14s”.
“I think about that every night Trevor” I stammered.

Trevor smiled and leaned back on the arm of the sofa and swung his huge thick legs over my lap. I could not help but look over at the beat up vans on the cushion next to me. He wiggled them playfully. They were so huge. I could not believe what was happening. I was about to see his beautiful bare feet. He wanted me to actually worship them. I am wondering what the smell will be like when he suddenly moves one closer to my head. I can suddenly catch a whiff of the amazing feet inside. I can tell it is strong. I am under its spell.
“You really think you can handle the smell? My stinky feet have completely cleared rooms before. No one has ever appreciated the smell before. I can smell them already and I haven’t even taken my shoes off yet”.

“Trevor, I cannot explain to you what smelly feet do to me. I have dreamt about smelling yours since I met you.”

“Well they might seriously overwhelm you. It’s so strong that it might take you hours to clean and worship my gigantic feet”

“I would do it as long as you wanted Trevor. I would do anything to be at them all the time.”

Trevor then leaned in and kissed me. “You are mine” was the last thing I heard before his warm lips touched mine and I blacked out.

It all makes sense now, but where had Trevor put me? I know he warned me about the smell of his feet but this is amazing. It just seems to get stronger as I lay here. It is truly like a fantasy come true, but where was my beautiful man. “Trevor?” I called out. I rolled over the pile to the wall. It felt strong and smooth, but smelled just like cardboard. Weird I thought. I have never seen a cardboard wall. Trevor must be playing some kind of prank on me. Maybe I am just drunk and still dreaming. As I felt along the wall I felt a part that seemed to be loose. I pulled the segment of wall and a tiny bit of light poured in. I couldn’t see out yet and I began pulling with all of my strength. I managed to make a small hole. Holding the chunk I pulled off in the light I realized that it was cardboard. Just the thickest piece I have ever seen.

I peeked out the hole but all I could see is a huge white rubber looking wall.

Weird I thought. It almost looks like the sole of a shoe. A shoe that was the size of a tank I laughed to myself. I really must be high. I turned around to the pile of clothes I was on and what I saw; well I might as well just passed out. It wasn’t a pile at all. It was just two socks…..only they were gigantic. The Nike swoosh on them was as big as my head. It couldn’t be! There’s no way! As my eyes adjusted to the little light in the room I looked up. I was in a shoebox! I was tiny in a shoebox lying in a giant pair of socks. Part of me was absolutely terrified but then part of me was more excited than I have ever been in my entire life. If this pair of old socks smelled like this, well what would Trevor’s gigantic feet smell like?

He did tell me that I was his, and that worshipping his gigantic feet would take hours. I trust Trevor and just knowing I would be at his gigantic smelly feet was more than I could ever ask for. This really has turned out to be the best day of my life. I ran back to the pair of socks and dove in headfirst. I climbed in one of the Nike tube socks and crawled down to the toe. As I made it in I gathered that I must be about 5 inches tall. The sock was huge and when I made it to the toe section I was rewarded with the strongest smell yet. As I breathed in this unbelievable odor I jumped when I heard what sounded like giant crash in the background. Was it a door? Before I could think of anything else the box began to shake like an earthquake. Thunderous footsteps came closer. Each slow step rocked the box a little. I couldn’t catch my breath I was so nervous. My heartbeat was off the charts. I could hear creaking and then the footsteps stopped. I could feel Trevor’s warmth radiating from inside the box. I could smell feet everywhere. The deepest, loudest voice I have ever heard came from what seemed like hundreds of feet in the air.

“Daniel, don’t be scared my beautiful little man. I am about to make all of your dreams come true.”

I raced out of the sock just as the entire ceiling was lifted off with simple ease. The light blinded me for a minute. When I could focus I looked up to see the most beautiful, most breathtaking sight I have ever experienced. His thick hairy legs stretched on as tall as a 20-story building. It took me a few minutes just to look up high enough to see this gorgeous man’s face shining down like a massive billboard. My legs were shaking just from the overwhelming sight. All I could see is Trevor and I just couldn’t take my eyes off of his titanic amazing body.

“Don’t be frightened my little lover. I shrunk you. You said you loved smelly feet, and I have always wanted a tiny boyfriend and foot slave.” His voice echoed down to me from the heavens.

“I just got back from skateboarding in the hot sun for a few hours while you were passed out. It’s a side effect from the shrinking. I have never tried it before on a human.”
“How did you do it Trevor?”

“First of all little one, when you are little you will refer to me as master.” Trevor smiled down at me and kicked the box a little. I fell face first into the smelly sock.

“I just discovered I could make it happen. I have just always been nervous to shrink someone, but you are all I want to shrink. I have fantasized about having you as my slave for a long time now. I can grow you when I want as well. But most of the time I want you tiny and in my control.”

“Yes Master. I want to be tiny for you. I want to worship you.” I shouted
“Well, now I want you to take off my socks and shoes slave. My feet are so sore. I need a massage and a tongue bath. They are so sweaty. I can feel my socks sticking to my feet. They are soaking wet.”

Trevor raised his ratty old vans above the box for me to see. His shoe was almost three times my size. He brought it right above me. I was under its shadow. I could see every detail of the treads. Pebbles as big as my feet stuck in between. I could see how sweaty his legs were. The hair was matted down.

“You want to get out of that box and take off my shoes slave?”
“Yes master”

Laughter filled the air. Trevor put his giant shoe back on the floor and crouched down. It was amazing to watch this giant man just bend down so quickly. I can’t even explain the sight.

“Its hard to hear you when you are on the floor. My head is too far from you. But you sound adorable my little handsome man”

I marveled at his huge face now closer to me. His hair was dripping in sweat. His body glistened. He reached up and pulled off his sweat-covered tank top and took it off. That tank top alone could provide hundreds of people my size shelter. Trevor dropped it in the box right on my head. It was so heavy it knocked me down and I all I could hear was laughter. The tank top was so wet with sweat I instantly became soaked. Everything smelled like Trevor, manly, deep. Between the tank top and socks I was almost in sensory shock. The tank top lifted off me.

Trevor reached that warm giant hand in the box delicately.
“Step on my love”

I carefully stepped onto the outstretched palm. His hand was about double my size. His skin felt plushy and warm under my bare feet. I sat down and leaned down to kiss his palm.

“Awww already thanking your master?”

“Yes sir. I would do anything for you”

“Well good” The palm began moving upwards. It felt like an amusement park ride. “You can start by showing me why having a foot slave is a good thing.”

He brought me up to his lips and I kissed them hard. They were so big and juicy. The warm breath from his nostrils tickled my naked body.

“Someone has got quite a hard on”

“This is a fantasy come true Trevor”

“I was talking about me Daniel.”

I leaned over his palm and looked down. Sure enough his hard on was sticking through his athletic shorts. It was massive. Like a submarine coming out of the water. Also I was so high up now I was getting a little freaked out. Luckily Trevor was lowering me slowly to the coffee table. I laid down on his palm and licked it. It was so salty and fleshy. He gently rolled me off and onto the cold wood surface of the coffee table. Next to me he placed a beer bottle, which towered over me by at least 6 feet.
“I am going to have some beers and finally watch Game of Thrones while you get to know my enormous feet.”

Trevor leaned his gigantic frame back on the sofa and stared at me. All the sudden a shoe the size of a large boat came floating up and landed with huge crash about 10 feet away from me. I marveled at the size. It was like staring at a monument. Everything was so huge and the shoe cast a shadow over me. Another titanic shoe lifted up and Trevor had his feet crossed at the ankles. I could feel the warmth radiating from inside the shoe. I could smell rubber and Trevor’s foot sweat wafting out of the trashed shoes. He playfully rolled them back and forth against each other.

“Like the view?” His voice rumbled across the sky.

His enormous shoes blocked my view of him but I could still see his smiling face high above on the couch so far away from me.

“Yes master. Its all I could imagine wanting to look at. I am yours Trevor. My place is at them.” I shouted at the top of my lungs.

“What a good slave you already are. I will reward you and tell you the rules of the game we are about to play. “

The enormous shoes lifted off the table as Trevor leaned forward. His beautiful hand reached for the beer. With his other hand he opened a drawer and pulled out what looked like a tiny cooler. Well to me it was normal size albeit a little larger than normal to me. He set them beside me and two giant fingers stroked my back gently.

“Well since you are not only my tiny boyfriend but my tiny slave I will take care of you and treat you well. You make me feel like a king and I will return that favor.”

His warm breath washed over me. He reached and grabbed his own pipe (which was bigger than me) and put it to his lips. A flame the size of a campfire appeared over his lighter and he took a slow deep hit. He brought his face to me and exhaled a cloud of smoke that completely enveloped me. I was instantly high.

“That’s a cooler of beer for you babe. I shrunk it earlier so you do not have to feel left out. Plus you’ll be thirsty after you drink up my salty foot sweat.” Trevor laughed.
His giant face lowered to me again, but this time he kissed my chest pushing me down until I was lying down on the huge coffee table. His five o clock shadow tickled my legs and he kissed me again. His huge tongue rolled from behind his lips and he licked me from head to toe.

“Mmmm you taste delicious. Already taste like my feet though. Man those socks really stunk huh?”

“No they smelled amazing master. Everything about you is amazing.”
His tongue was so soft and bumpy, so warm. I was so turned on I couldn’t think.

His eyes were right above me now. “Here are the rules little one. I am going to drain you dry through the evening. You will cum so many times tonight as you learn your place at my feet. After all, you have three boyfriends you have to please now. My left foot, my right and then the rest of me. What I say goes….I think you will like my orders though.”
With that his huge face moved back and he lay back against the couch. He picked up the remote and turned on a television the size of two Imax screens behind me. I’ve been so focused on Trevor I haven’t even looked around the room. Everything was so huge, so different. The couch looked like a football field.

Shoes the size of huge cars littered the floor. I turned back to his huge sweaty hairy legs. I walked to the edge of the coffee table and looked down off to his huge feet resting on the floor. It was like looking off a cliff and I nervously backed away a little bit. I looked down from a safe distance to see that he was prying one of his Vans off with the other one. I could hear the rush of air as it fell to the ground with a crash. After a few seconds a wave of extreme foot odor hit my tiny nose. It was already so much stronger than the socks in the box and his feet were on the floor far away from me. The other Van rumbled to the ground and I swallowed deep as these two soccer-socked mammoth feet lifted off the ground and came down with a loud thud on the coffee table.

“Ahhhh feels so good for my dawgs to breathe. Take it all in little one.” His voice was so loud, so deep, so comforting.

Before me was the most perfect feet I’ve ever seen. The bottoms of the socks were soaking wet and dirty. They stuck to his perfect high arches and the meaty looking balls of his feet. His long toes wiggled in his socks sending wafts of foot odor in my direction that would have knocked anyone unconscious if they didn’t have a foot fetish like me. He moved each foot on either side of me so I was surrounded by the sight and smell and could also see up his thick legs to his giant boner to his chiseled bare chest and his gorgeous face.

“The first rule is you are going to jack off to just the sight of me and the smell of my feet my slave. You aren’t allowed to touch yet. I want you to cum just from the powerful smell of my feet. I want you brainwashed to my feet.”

“I already am master. I am yours in every way. Your feet smell so strong I cannot even think of anything else. My whole world is your beautiful feet.”

Trevor laughed and reached down and peeled his socks off slowly. He wanted me to watch as his bare foot was slowly revealed to me for the first time. I drooled watching the sock pass the fleshy ball of his foot, up past the arch that I could lay two of me down on. Slowly up past the toes, which were as long as my legs. He places the dirty wet sock on the coffee table behind me.

“Lets get you some pillows to lay on.” He giggled.

He set that foot down flat on the table. I walked up to the clear long toenails; I could see flecks of lint all over his sweaty feet. The top was veiny and shiny with sweat. He cleared his throat to call attention that he was taking off his other sock. I turned to give him my undivided attention. As the second sweaty sock pulled off he again set it behind me and then with one finger he pushed me back into it. Just a tiny flick of his finger and I flew back and landed in the wet sock. It cushioned my fall and I was again surrounded by the strongest smell of feet you could ever imagine.

It was manly, cheesy, perfection. While I picked myself up Trevor again crossed his ankles and rested one foot on top of the other. He adjusted himself so the ball of his foot was about 2 feet away from me. All I could see was this wall of sweaty flesh. It rose up high above me. He slowly rubbed them together and the sound was everywhere. The smell was so powerful I was drunk on it. The sound of these two giant magnificent fleshy feet rubbing together was making my dick throb.

“Remember slave, you’re not allowed to touch yet. I want you to get off just looking at them. Just appreciating them.”

I lay back in the wet sock and put one of my hands behind my bed. I stared at the wrinkles all over his sole while he slowly teased me by moving them around a little faster. I could see orange patches all over his soft pillowy white soles where little calluses and sweat had left their marks. It was so unreal. Even though I could hear Game of Thrones in the background I couldn’t take my eyes off these feet. The smell was all I think about, the sound of thousands of pounds of flesh rubbing together was all I could hear. His feet were moving closer to me slowly. Soon the ball of his foot pushed my legs open. Feeling his foot for the first time was insane.

It was so soft, with a little roughness to it and still wet. His foot started lowering on me now. It came down until the toes were just about 3 feet above my head. The smell was insane now. I was ravenous. I was so filled with lust that I instinctively dove for them. I wrapped one arm around one of his sweaty toes while beating off with the other. My tongue lashed all over in between his toes. My mouth filling with foot sweat. I guzzled it down. He laughed quietly and brought his whole sole down on top of me gently. As soon as it covered me I came. I shot the biggest load of my life besides when I was in the other pair of socks. I spasmed while feeling the heat of his foot on top of me. It was so hot under his flesh I was sweating already. I rolled around under his sole. Touching every part. Kissing every inch. Licking down the arch.

I laid under his toes just taking in the scent. His other foot moved on top of me as well. He made a little cave with his feet so I was in the center. I was dripping sweat now it was so hot. Every part of me was caked in foot sweat, I couldn’t stand up I was so wet. I feel smaller than I was all the sudden. His toes were each larger than me as they pinned me in between. I was lost in ecstasy. I couldn’t even hear Game of Thrones anymore. All that I could focus on was Trevor’s feet, which were now the size of buildings to me. I could hear Trevor moan in the background. His voice so much louder and deeper than ever before.
“That feels so good my slave. You are all mine. I will make all your dreams come true. All I ask is for you to serve me when I want.”

I knew I was too tiny for him to even hear so I just kept rubbing my body furiously against these feet that looked like houses. Toes the size of doors. I was lost to the smell, to the feel of him rolling me around with such ease. I came a second time all over the center of his sole. I could hear Trevor beating off as well. Quickly his feet lifted off of me and Trevor scooped me up. I could see I was about 2 inches now. He lowered me down and placed me in one of his Vans. It was like being dropped into a wet cave that smelled like a thousand locker rooms. It was bliss. Trevor stood up full height and dropped his shorts. He was so large now that his head looked like it was in the clouds. He was jacking off above me. I watched from inside his foul wet smelling shoe. All the sudden a stream of cum like a waterfall rained down from high above. Some of it landed on me and piles of it around me. Trevor moaned so loud that it shook me.

“Fuck dude, this is amazing, now make some room in there, I want to grab some food and I want you between my toes for the ride.”

Without warning his left foot started sliding in the shoe. I raced to the front running down where his arch had left its heavy imprint. The smell was getting stronger as I made it to the toe. His foot slowly slid in. It was like a scene from Indiana Jones. Toes like giant boulders moving quickly towards me. They came to a stop right before me. The heat was already incredible. It was dark and moist and his toes wiggled sending me into ecstasy again.

“Hold on baby, its going to be a bumpy and pleasure filled ride.” Trevor laughed high above me. I crawled above his bare toes and hugged the pinky toe tight. It was slippery but I managed to get a good hold. The movement felt like a roller coaster or actually like that pirate ship ride at carnivals. Lifting high up forward and then swinging back the other way. It was actually really fun after a moment. What other amusement park ride smells like an old shoe and on the largest smelly feet you could ever fathom. I could hear Trevor open a car door and I could feel his feet and coming to a rest. All the sudden the shoe kicked off and I could see light again.

“Come on out my love. I like to drive barefoot. You can get a show and still worship my feet while I go to get some fast food. “

That’s all I needed I raced out of the shoe. I slipped on a patch of sweat that was on the ground and fell face first into the spongy insole. Trevor roared with laughter.
“Lets make you a little bigger”

With that I shot up a bit. This is crazy. I was now standing above the shoe. I must be the height of a Barbie doll now. About 11 or 12 inches.

“This way I can feel you down there while I’m driving.”
I jumped out of the shoe and mindlessly raced for his left barefoot resting on the floor. His right one was up on the gas pedal. I began kissing the top feverishly. Licking the toenails, watching the huge foot on the gas pedal apply pressure and release.
“Like that?”

“Oh yes master. Id love to have your feet push me down hard like that too”
With that his left foot lifted up knocking me away and he lowered it on me heavily. Since I was just a little shorter than his foot now it completely covered me. He pushed down a little harder but not enough to hurt me.

“You’ll stay like that until I get my food. You better be jacking off soon.”

With that the huge foot started gently moving across me. It was so intense having this huge warm smelly fleshy foot grinding me. My head was between his toes now and rubbed them over my face. I became animalistic again. I threw my face into them. I started humping his plushy heel. Lapping at the wiggling toes. His foot pressed down on my body just as my dick exploded. I lay there panting, gasping while Trevor just keeps his foot completely over me. I was sweating again from his body heat.

I laid there in bliss. I was so excited to see where else this night was going: