*feet picture was from when I was 11.*
When I was younger, about 11, I had a younger cousin who was always trying to play with my feet when I came over to his house. He tried to not make it look like he was into my feet too.This is one of the stories from one of the times I went over.
I had a pink unicorn shirt, jean shorts and pink socks on.
I was sitting at my cousin's kitchen table eating lunch and my cousin had already eaten lunch and decided to play near the table. Over the course of an hour he would slowly creep towards my feet.
My friend had been over with us and she sat down across from me and we started talking (this is important to know for the rest of the story). By now my cousin was right next to my feet. I felt a small finger start digging into my sock. I didn't want to kick his hand away because I didn't want my friend questioning why my cousin was being weird and stuff.
I felt my sock come off and I tried moving my foot and I was able to move it, but my sock was hanging on by my toes, and my cousin just took my sock and put it in his pocket. I now had one sock on. As we continued to talk my cousin decides to take my other sock, this time he was only able to get my sole exposed.
My friend wanted to go outside and I agreed to go out. I hesitantly took my sock off and dropped it in a safe place.. at least that's what I thought.
My yard had fake grass and we didn't end up getting our feet dirty.
After playing for a bit I saw my cousin when we went inside, he had two small buldges in his pockets. My friend was curious.
"What do you have in your pockets (name of my cousin)."
My cousin blushed, and he was literally red all over his face.
My friend of course noticed and asked him why he's blushing.Of course my cousin didn't want to tell her.
Finally my cousin went and felt my cousin's pockets and pulled my socks out.
"Why do you have Reese's socks in your pocket..?"
My cousin was very embarrassed and ran off to his room.
We talked about it and I finally explained my cousins interest in my feet.
We went up and talked to him and he admitted to liking my feet and it didn't really go much further then that.
He did ask to massage my feet after we talked and I let him.
We still talk today and he sometimes asks about my feet.
But, there were more stories of what happened besides this...
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Kendalls Shoe loss and Foot Stories
Non-Fiction-- true stories from, well, me! From school footsies to loafer losses I'm telling my stories XD --