Emmie had a secret of her own. She may present as a sweet and innocent girl be she is deep down a perverted TF fetishist. Since she was young, she’s always been turned on by werewolf transformations. Nothing made her more wet than watching an unwilling participant writhe on the ground in pain as the full moon stole their humanity from them.
As long as she could remember, she’s been logging into Deviantart to get off to all her favorite fetish art creators. It didn’t matter, Hexen, Samfiend, Hawaiianshirt, Fullmoon Master, as long as they had her favorite part of any good TF, the foot tf. Emmie loved watching a girl’s sexy foot undergo a horrific transformation into a meaty monstrous werewolf paw. Especially if they were bursting out of tight foot wear. Her favorite pair of shoes to destroy with a foot tf were boots. Emmie often wore high platform boots and thick wool socks to role play and extremely excruciating foot transformation. She desperately wanted foot fiends to be real. Her own fetish for feet would cause her to mutate in an instant.
This particular afternoon, she was in her rooming getting off to one of her favorite foot fiend stories on Deviantart.
“Oh god I love when all the girls around the original fiend start friending themselves.” She said to herself.
Emmie couldn’t help but wiggle her small unpainted toes in her thick boots. She always wore them while gooning. Kaitlyn’s fiend aromas began to seep through the vents into her room. Oh sickly sweet smell entered her lungs.
“Oh god, what’s that smell? It reminds me of my grannie’s sweetest cinnamon rolls. It’s so… so… feeeet!!”
“No wait, wait what the fuck is happening to me!? Is this… oh my GOSH it’s happening to MEEE. I NeEd feeeeettt!!”
Emmie soon stood up from her bed to look at her eyes in the mirror. They had shifted from blue to yellow. And her teeth sharpened. She next looked down at her hand and saw that her nails were bleeding as claws emerged underneath. The sleeves of her sweater grew tight as the fabric split at the seams.
“Oh yesss, my sleeves can’t hold my muscles.”
Next her boobs doubled in size ripping her braw to shreds. She quickly collapsed agains the wall extending her legs out so she could watch her favorite part of the show. The buttons of her jeans popped off and her zipper split a part. She saw tears begin to form across her legs as little tuffs of fur peaked out.
“Oh yes here it comes here it comes, I can feel my feet growing in my tight boots.”
What were once small normal girl feet with smooth sexy skin soon became monstrous in a matter of seconds. The leather of her boots began to creak and crack. The fronts had cartoonishly large indentations of her ten sexy fiend toes, indicating they were about to pop open. When her clawed toes ripped through the fronts of her boots, Emmie creamed her panties so much that they ripped right off her waist.
“Oh my gOd, Emmie Fiend has such sexy feeet. Mmmmm, c’mon feetsies keep ripping and tearing me socks and boots a part.”
Almost as if her feet were autonomous beings, they answered her wish. The bottom of her boot blew clean off, revealing extremely sweaty soles. Her feet still looked relatively human except for monstrous claws at the end. But that would soon change. Her soles extended even higher in the air as fur began to cover them.
“Ohhhhhhhh yes Emmie fiend got wish! Must find origin of sweet fiend smell!”
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