[magnus knight]

hmmmmmm…………….. ???

😉

For these candies, I'm going to do something I don't do very often, and say this woman wearing them is barefoot.  She has red polish on her toenails though, and a golden toe ring and ankle bracelet. 

The way these shoes slope in at the wedge, not a very chunky wedge, but a slender one. She probably would wobble in these too as she started to grow, trying hard to maintain balance as she begins to teeter in them a bit.  She is probably sweating, feeling the an odd warmth envelope her from head to toe. 

These Candies look like a very soft shiny leather.  They would glisten in the sunlight, or moonlight if one prefers.  The way their angled her feet don't fill them all the way wet, has some room to grow, so all she would feel is the odd tickle of bare foot sliding in them, shifting, searching for more room.

The open toe front is rather large, so all these slender sexy "piggies" of you will, begin to slide themselves in a seductive manner towards that open space.  They wouldn't all crowd, as there looks to be enough room for them to freely swell, explore, indulge in the opening, reaching for open air.

The golden toe ring though now might begin to hurt, its band warpping slightly, bulging as it reshapes itslef on her ring toe.  The anklet is twisting and moving up and down her lower calf, finding a place to rest for now.  The toe nail polish looks half done, the fronts of the nails painted, but for some reason the backs are bare.

As she grows more now, and time passes, her feet have just about used all the spare space.  Now finally toes begin to crowd in the open toe, these toes not just getting longer, but wider, begining to stretch that opening out a bit.  The backs feel her heels, teasing them to bulge out of shape, to allow room.  The sides feel her grace caress them, push them, bend them to her will.  Those open sides you see, the skin is tight against them, spilling out a bit, red around the contact edges.

The anklet haveing moved up and down has run out of room, calves to swollen with power to allow that type of movement.  All the anklet can now do is twist around the calf, rotating slowly.  Her toe ring is jutting out on its toe through the open toe, moving no longer either, it just seems to bounce and swell.  Her nail polish on those toes, the red is begining to flake and crack in some places, creating tiny patterns of chaos.

The buckle there on the one sides of the Candies, that tiny steel shaft is wobbling in its loop hole, the rest of the buckle tight.  The oval of the buckle pulses and vibrates, tension mounting, pressure building as both those top leather side straps have to deal with goddess like strength. 

The fronts widen, being forced out of shape, along with the backs and sides.  Now the music plays, the sweet sounds of groaning leather, crying for mercy, she will show it none.  With a twist and a sigh of relief the toe ring snaps, rolling off crookedly on the floor.  Playful feet shift about, trying to find more comfort, wich only tattered material can bring.

If you could see the fronts, that toe area is all distorted, all messed up and mishapen.  Growth force the toes to begin to peak over the edges, flexing them down causes seams to surrender as the toe opening has the stitching around them fray and snap to allow more room.

The red toe nail polish went from shine to a chaotic collection of splotches over the toes.  The anklet stops twisting, and for a second looks still, though every tiny link is stretching until SNAP! it breaks into many pieces creating a golden shower upon the floor.

The  cork of the base compress's a bit now, her increasing mass forcing it down, down and out as her heels begin to snap tiny seams, forcing themselves out.  But before them may finish that side buckle snaps open wide on one, then both shoes.  Buckle's metal no match for goddess might.  The thin strip on the other side is pulled very thin, only half its thickness now. 

The backs continue to burst, as along the sides every tiny seam breaks and snaps, such beautiful sexy feet shredding the useless material. The golden insides of he footware become outsides as she grows.  The sides snapping and bursting to allow her feet more room.

The cork bottoms are being pressed flatter and flatter until the wedge seems to vanish. The other leather straps on the sides break apart, tearing form their mounting on the shoes, and snapping themselves into pieces all at once. 

The sides break more, tiny seams all going to pieces as these feet expand. Her toes are over the souls spreading out over floor now, the fronts torn asunder as she wiggles her toes, the wdge ground flat, feeling the soles slip slide into nothingness.  Moaning the last of the backs burst, with the sides in pursuit, leaving bare feet once more, sliding over pieces of leather strewn everywhere. 

she rises ever higher, with the rest of her clothes soon falling from her body, covering the remains of once lovely shoes.

Thanks for reading my detailed rant.

_M. 

[Deadly Pixxxie]

hmmmmmm…………….. ???

😉

For these candies, I'm going to do something I don't do very often, and say this woman wearing them is barefoot.  She has red polish on her toenails though, and a golden toe ring and ankle bracelet. 

The way these shoes slope in at the wedge, not a very chunky wedge, but a slender one. She probably would wobble in these too as she started to grow, trying hard to maintain balance as she begins to teeter in them a bit.  She is probably sweating, feeling the an odd warmth envelope her from head to toe. 

These Candies look like a very soft shiny leather.  They would glisten in the sunlight, or moonlight if one prefers.  The way their angled her feet don't fill them all the way wet, has some room to grow, so all she would feel is the odd tickle of bare foot sliding in them, shifting, searching for more room.

The open toe front is rather large, so all these slender sexy "piggies" of you will, begin to slide themselves in a seductive manner towards that open space.  They wouldn't all crowd, as there looks to be enough room for them to freely swell, explore, indulge in the opening, reaching for open air.

The golden toe ring though now might begin to hurt, its band warpping slightly, bulging as it reshapes itslef on her ring toe.  The anklet is twisting and moving up and down her lower calf, finding a place to rest for now.  The toe nail polish looks half done, the fronts of the nails painted, but for some reason the backs are bare.

As she grows more now, and time passes, her feet have just about used all the spare space.  Now finally toes begin to crowd in the open toe, these toes not just getting longer, but wider, begining to stretch that opening out a bit.  The backs feel her heels, teasing them to bulge out of shape, to allow room.  The sides feel her grace caress them, push them, bend them to her will.  Those open sides you see, the skin is tight against them, spilling out a bit, red around the contact edges.

The anklet haveing moved up and down has run out of room, calves to swollen with power to allow that type of movement.  All the anklet can now do is twist around the calf, rotating slowly.  Her toe ring is jutting out on its toe through the open toe, moving no longer either, it just seems to bounce and swell.  Her nail polish on those toes, the red is begining to flake and crack in some places, creating tiny patterns of chaos.

The buckle there on the one sides of the Candies, that tiny steel shaft is wobbling in its loop hole, the rest of the buckle tight.  The oval of the buckle pulses and vibrates, tension mounting, pressure building as both those top leather side straps have to deal with goddess like strength. 

The fronts widen, being forced out of shape, along with the backs and sides.  Now the music plays, the sweet sounds of groaning leather, crying for mercy, she will show it none.  With a twist and a sigh of relief the toe ring snaps, rolling off crookedly on the floor.  Playful feet shift about, trying to find more comfort, wich only tattered material can bring.

If you could see the fronts, that toe area is all distorted, all messed up and mishapen.  Growth force the toes to begin to peak over the edges, flexing them down causes seams to surrender as the toe opening has the stitching around them fray and snap to allow more room.

The red toe nail polish went from shine to a chaotic collection of splotches over the toes.  The anklet stops twisting, and for a second looks still, though every tiny link is stretching until SNAP! it breaks into many pieces creating a golden shower upon the floor.

The  cork of the base compress's a bit now, her increasing mass forcing it down, down and out as her heels begin to snap tiny seams, forcing themselves out.  But before them may finish that side buckle snaps open wide on one, then both shoes.  Buckle's metal no match for goddess might.  The thin strip on the other side is pulled very thin, only half its thickness now. 

The backs continue to burst, as along the sides every tiny seam breaks and snaps, such beautiful sexy feet shredding the useless material. The golden insides of he footware become outsides as she grows.  The sides snapping and bursting to allow her feet more room.

The cork bottoms are being pressed flatter and flatter until the wedge seems to vanish. The other leather straps on the sides break apart, tearing form their mounting on the shoes, and snapping themselves into pieces all at once. 

The sides break more, tiny seams all going to pieces as these feet expand. Her toes are over the souls spreading out over floor now, the fronts torn asunder as she wiggles her toes, the wdge ground flat, feeling the soles slip slide into nothingness.  Moaning the last of the backs burst, with the sides in pursuit, leaving bare feet once more, sliding over pieces of leather strewn everywhere. 

she rises ever higher, with the rest of her clothes soon falling from her body, covering the remains of once lovely shoes.

Thanks for reading my detailed rant.

_M. 

……I SAID…..GODDAMN, MAGNUS….

8)

I need a cigarette.

:-*

Hehehehehe…

[magnus knight]

smoke'ns bad for you mmkay.

😀

smoke'em if you got'em

_M.

[cpbell0033944]

The following are the boots of my daydreams – they are exactly the sort of thing that I think are the sexiest footwear for women.  I bet they'd be good for growth too.

[Deadly Pixxxie]

Oh, those are neat.

I'm gonna buy a pair now!

[cpbell0033944]

Oh, those are neat.

I'm gonna buy a pair now!

Actually, DP, they are great, but my favourites on women are these sexy things:

[Deadly Pixxxie]

20-i Docs.

I have a few pairs of those…

[cpbell0033944]

20-i Docs.

I have a few pairs of those…

Really? I thought that, if it didn't have heels, you weren't interested? ::)

[Deadly Pixxxie]

Really? I thought that, if it didn't have heels, you weren't interested? ::)

Nope.

I own all types of shoes.

I mainly wear plain flat soled velvet mary-janes 75% of the time….

[cpbell0033944]

Nope.

I own all types of shoes.

I mainly wear plain flat soled velvet mary-janes 75% of the time….

Oh, sorry.  BTW, I've decided that the Caterpillar boots are hotter than the DMs. ;D

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