Bryce was staring at his old friend Jake, taking it all in. Bryce's tiny dick was hard as a rock as he stared, mouth agape. Fuck, Jake was so hot. He was staring at his friends now hairy chest. Bryce spied the thick brown bushes sticking out from under Jake's pits. They were so bushy and hairy. Bryce longed to stick his face in them and sniff his friend's stink.
Jake was growing impatient; he knew what he needed to do for the next step in turning his friend into a hairy foot obsessed jock like him. Jake took the nasty dirty trainer in his hand. He took another sniff and nearly gagged at the musk; Jake's 10 inch steel rod spurting a bit of precum in response. Fuck, Jake loved how it smelled now. Jake took the dirty shoe and quickly shoved it back on Bryce's face. Bryce gasped and sucked in the musk; he sputtered, trying to get a clean breath but all he got was foot odor. Not that he cared, Bryce closed his eyes and moaned, and almost shot a load. Jake just laughed mischieviously and held the foul shoe in place. "Give in Bryce, let the shoe do it's job".
A few seconds later, there was a loud cracking sound that came from Bryce's feet. They were beginning to grow! Bryce's toes slowly began to grow bigger and stretch longer. His foot grew wider as it began to elongate as well. Bryce moaned, both from the uncomfortable cramping feeling in his feet, and from the heavenly stink from the shoe on his face.
Jake grinned; he could see from his glassy eyes and pounding erection that his friend had lost all willpower to fight. It was all over for Bryce.