The twins were soaking in. Ryan and Carter could smell al the cum. The right and left socks struggled to get out of the shoes to absorb Chaco's voluminous cum which was filling the alley. The twins were confused. They were soaking in the stuff, but were unable to absorb the rich gooey liquid. It tasted so good on the tongues of their shoes, but the pair were unable to consume it. Another wave of cum gushed out totally drenching Chaco and soaking his jeans and socks too. His hair was no slicked back with his own sticky goo. His vision obscured by the milky slime. He opened his mouth and tasted his own cum. He'd never done that before, he liked it. Chaco's tongue seemed to develop a life of its own as it went to work to clean Chaco's face.
Ryan and Carter strained finally ripping the seams at their toes, the socks began inching up Chaco's calves toward his knees. He gasped. Erick and Bobby working relentlessly on his dick. Chaco sighed and clung at his medallions. The only way to tame this spell might be to succumb to it. He debated taking off the amulets, and letting the clothing absorb his delicious cum. He lay on his side drinking in the enchanted juices, not thinking that he was absorbing the very stuff his charms were preventing his clothes from absorbing. The torn socks slipped passed his knees, the soles of the shoes were now massaging his feet.
"Hey, little guys, stop, please!" he moaned. They stopped for a moment to change. Underneath the wet denim two tiny naked men began to shimmy forward between the fabic and Chaco's skin. His now bare feet wiggled in the cum. One naked tiny twin hung from Chaco's big toe the other was disappearing up Chaco's pant leg following the route the socks had taken.