You decide it's not worth playing her game and would rather leave a little surprise for your captor. Picking up both socks you shove one inside the other and then quickly shove your cock into them. Once you cum it should soak through the first into the second.
Slowly you begin moving the socks up and down your shaft, maintaining just the right pressure up and down, tighter and tighter as you get harder. For a good few minutes you continue the pattern until you notice that while your grip slackened the socks had not gotten looser. Frisking out you try to pull the socks off your dick and their suction increases. You tug and tug but only the outside sock comes loose, and even then it curled down to cradle and massage your balls. Shit that feels good but it's just too wierd.
You try again to get them off but instead of them coming off they pick up the pace. You can feel your sack tightening up, your cock starting to spasm and suddenly your falling down. Your toes merging together, legs becoming hollow and your torso splitting in two. You can feel your arms raise up and hollow out and you head get pulled up mouth opening wide as possible before you fall into two pieces on the floor, identical silver gray socks laying on top of each other. You can feel everything, taste the air all around you, smell the socks you were just fucking right beside you.
You cant move but you can vaguely see things that are close. Damn her and these stupid tricks, you hope she will change you back, get you out of these damn socks. Suddenly after an unknown time you hear her come back in, and out of the fog you see her hand coming down to pick you up.
"Thought you would have a good laugh, maybe get me to step in your useless man seed? Yea.... there is a reason women run the world now you idiot. Too bad.... I really wish you had just put them on. BUT it was time to change socks, echo bravo", as she said the last two words aloud you felt your sock bodies stiffen, an emptiness overwhelming you. You were ready to demand being changed back somehow, to tell or scream if you could but now you only feel an empty yearning horniness overcome you.
You feel yourself lowered and one half of your body dropped carelessly to the floor. You hate this woman, no you wont cave to these stupid desires that aren't your own. Then her toes dip through your mouth, and her foot stretches you around it, up her calf till your pulled snugly info place. Your filled... partially and god her feet taste great, her smell is.... NO!! IM NOT SOME STUPID NEEDY SOCK.... but it does feel warm and.... NO!!!! you know these feelings aren.....
She presses her socked foot to the ground putting her weight on it and you stop thinking halfway. The way her toes curl and rub you to maintain balance, the weight of her standing on you so good and... no.... cant like her smell, and her sweaty sweet deliscious. Taste.
"I'm going to go run a quarter mile track, four laps... if you can muster the free will to try and pull off my feet.... I'll change you back", Espinoza says to the other half of your body.
Suddenly your second half is filled with her foot and calf and the same feeling of fullness comes back. You love her feet in you, touching them... no no no no I dont its DISGUST....
She shoves both halves of your body into her boots and laces them up tight. The tightness. Your so close to her skin, pressed against her on all sides, the taste is stronger now so good, so salty... and the SMELL is stronger.... you lo... NO you wont give in!!! You wont like the way her feet practically massage your body from heel to toe
.... heel to toe..... heel to... tooeeeee.
You flee from those thoughts as she walks what seems a long way to the track. How long is.... ohhhh that feels good..... it to the track? Maybe you already went a mile? You only have to..... yes she is running now, her toes pressing harder into you, her heel pressing hard and rolling out all your stress..... sweat starting to flow goodness the sweet sweat you want to absorb it all, suck it all off her pretty feet. Good socks to keep her precious feet... no......... no......no sweat on these feet. Heel to toes..... heel to toes.... yes you'll absorb that sweat and savor the smell filling all of your pores it's like cumming it feels so good to be such obedient socks.
Espinoza finished her mile within six minutes but knew she should do better to keep on top of her game. As she walked to the cooler to grab a cup of water and took a sip before splashing the rest on her face. Well she had gone a mile.... plus you quarter mile to the track.....and oh yea to get water now. She wiggled her toes and shrugged owell, I was never going to be able to change him back anyways.