Chapter #3A Walk in the Woods by: bastian   After more of that white stuff shot all over my hands and on my sheets I jumped out of bed full of energy. I walked back into the living room and caught a glimpse of my mom´s and Rachael´s shoes by the door and couldn´t stop looking at them. Then the weirdest thing, I got hard again! So soon after just emptying it! My heart raced and I wasn´t sure what to do. I looked down in my shorts and saw my dick glistening from the white stuff when Rachael abruptly walked in and threw her swimming gear on the couch. I froze and she saw my looking down my shorts; letting out a loud ¨EEEWWW!!!¨
¨DANNY! It´s bad enough I have to think about all the GROSS things you do when I´m not home! UGH!! You stink worse than the wrestlers after practice! Have you taken a shower this week!?¨
¨I was after I take a walk!¨ I pleased with hr hoping if I disappeared she wouldn´t tell mom.
Rachael crossed her arms and stared at me. ¨Well, waiting for you to go away!¨ I turned and grabbed my flip lops beside the door and ran for the woods a block or two away. I tried to walk and not stare at my junk and thought about how to make my problem go away without touching it again but it wasn´t going away. All I could see was Rachael´s foot tapping with her arms crossed; her huge white sneaker almost coming up to her knee when she bent it. I winced as my dick seemed to get even harder; I had no idea why since all I could think about was my gross, mean sister. Why was she doing this to my dick?
I finally got tired of running and sat by a tree hiding from people who might be walking on a nearby path. There weren´t many people around by I remember mom yelling at Rachael to stay off of it with boys who might want to ¨make out¨ whatever that meant. I settled in and checked that nobody could see me when I heard two girls voice getting louder.
¨Can you believe Robbie! He tried making out with Teresa and to say he was ¨sorry¨ he tried getting me new shoes!!??¨
¨I know! He is SUCK a jerk!¨ The other voice said. I peeked around the tree and spotted Jessie and Christie, the two prettiest girls on the class ahead of me. They stood for a moment and I tried to stay quiet.
¨You know, these are pretty nice. And I these have been a little tight on me.¨ Jessie bent down and took her shoes off and flung them. I looked up and they were coming for me! I ducked back down as a big white sneaker landed just where I had been spying on them.
¨Good idea!¨ Christie said as she helped Jessie get her new shoes on. ¨And first thing when we get back we´ll post on Insta about your new shoes that you got from your EX boyfriend!¨ The girls laughed as I sat frozen, scared to move. The two of them started to leave, none the wiser I was right there. As they walked away Jessie seemed content with her new shoes but had an interesting question for Christie.
¨Do you ever wonder why our posts get so many requests to show our feet?¨ Christie shrugged and the two of them walked out of view. I looked around and grabbed the shoes Jessie had thrown away. White Air Force 1´s with a pink stripe in a... men´s 14? I grabbed them feeling they were still warm from her feet, they even smelled like her. My dick harder than ever I started stroking it thinking about Jessie wearing these, me rubbing her feet until she couldn´t take it anymore then...
¨AHEM!!¨ someone stood over me, I couldn´t see who until I moved my face out of the sunlight. It was Kirby Dornflinger, a boy in the class behind me. He was so smart though; he had taken all the science classes in our high school by the time he was in fourth grade. He was more commonly called Kirby Dorkflinger by the other kids for how smart he was. I quickly put my junk away and my shorts hit my waist with a loud SNAP.
¨Danny! Are those shoes the ones Jessie Cornwall just threw out?¨ His face looked impatient like he didn´t care what I was just doing.
¨Y-Yeah¨ I stammered.
¨Good! Given them here!¨ I grabbed the other shoe and handed them to him and he started to study them. ¨We must act quickly lest the specimen be rendered useless!¨ He turned and ran as fast as his stubby little unathletic legs would take him.
¨Specimen?¨ I thought. ¨Hey, Wait!¨ I called and ran after him. We bobbed and weaved through the trees, over rocks and branches for what felt like forever until we came to spooky looking shack. Kirby opened the door and slammed it shut. I caught up and pounded on the door.
¨GO AWAY DANNY!! Very important work going on in here!¨
¨Well, just gimme the shoes back, Kirby! I found them!¨ I waited and the door opened a tiny crack.
¨NOO!! I need them for research!¨
¨Research!?¨ After a moment Kirby sighed and peeked back out.
¨Promise you won´t beat me up for being weird?¨ He sounded a little scared of me, a kid barely any bigger than he was.
¨I won´t Kirby.¨
¨Pinky swear?¨ Kirby poked his smallest finger out and we shook on it. He then flung the door open and I walked in to a lot of chalkboards with drawings of feet and equations. There were also boards full of pictures, including some of Rachael and my mom.
¨What is all this?¨ I asked taking it all in and getting a weird feeling down there again.
¨Have you ever wondered why all the women in this town have such BIG feet, Danny?¨
Ï sat actually a little confused. ¨I, I guess I never noticed it¨. Kirby was now in full on science mode as he turned to his work.
¨It should be intuitively obvious to even the most casual observer that women´s feet should nit be of this size. This pair we found from Jessie is what a man a foot taller than her should be wearing. On average she should be around a women´s size 6 or 7, not something twice as big! She and many other girls her age haven´t worn that size since they were in fifth grade! Not to mention she´s not even a fully adult subject! There are hundreds of examples of adult women of average height an every other feature being normal but their feet! I´ve gone back as far as I could in the town´s newspaper and found this dates back to at least the 1800´s!¨
I looked at a photo Kirby had blown up of a women in a side show saying she was from Steppington Springs. ¨Is it weird I kind of find her cute?¨ Kirby turned me toward him.
¨We haven´t got any time to waste!¨ He put the shoe from Jessie under a bright light and put on some weird looking googles. He took a tweezers and looked carefully inside the shoes and removed a small patch of fabric.
¨So were you following Jessie and Christie in the woods?¨ I asked him, still a little confused.
¨Yes, I followed them and many other female subjects in our age cohort to see if they can unravel this anamoly.¨ I only caught about half of what he said but I nodded while he placed the material in a weird spinning machine.
¨Why are you so interested in this ¨anamoly¨?¨ I asked as he turned around.
¨Think if it, Danny. Women in this town getting to wear regular shoes again, being able to walk without falling over themselves, to wear cute little sandals in the summertime...¨ He was really turning on the grandstanding now. ¨But most if all I want to solve it to win the Science Fair.¨
¨That seems like a lot of work for a crummy ribbon a $10 gift card to the diner.¨
¨Yes, but it will be MY crummy ribbon! And their pancakes are my ONE weakness in life!¨ Kirby blushed as I nodded on agreement. His machine got done spinning and dinged. He ran over to look at the results being printed.
¨Hmm, this suggests a hydrogen-based compound with a radical variant attaching itself and staying in the body then by an extreme magnitude manifesting itself during pubescence.¨
¨Ïn English, please?¨ I asked to his irritation.
¨There´s something literally in the water. But it only affects females? Hmm, I suppose hormonal changes happen in the female first. There must have been something that prompted this as a response to something...¨
¨Maybe a kangaroo peed in the river!¨ I quipped and got an eyeroll from Kirby.
¨You can either help me by getting some of the equipment together or you can leave.¨ I agreed and helped him get a bunch of science equipment and chemicals down. He measured things for what felt like hours down the drop mixing different colors and textures together until it formed a clear, odorless liquid.
¨EUREKA!!¨ He cried and held it up.
¨Well you kinda smell yourself!¨ I told him ruining his moment.
¨Danny, if there was literally ANYONE else I could turn to right now I would be. But we have to find a place to apply our experiment and see if it works.¨
¨You need a bunch of girls to put that stuff on their feet?¨
¨Yes, it doesn´t need much to work. I made it triple strength!¨
¨Umm, Rachael´s having the girls from her relay team over for pizza and a sleepover tomorrow night.¨
Kirby took me by the arms. ¨Perfect! We just need to dab a little on their feet and it should work quickly. Today, the Steppington Springs Junor High Science Fair... tomorrow the Nobel Prize!¨ I looked on and smiled and nodded.
The next night came as Rachael´s friends arrived. They were all about her height and similarly sized feet I thought, which Kirby said was ¨excellent¨. They came in and I gave him the signal from the backyard. He crept inside and we snuck up to my room after Kirby took a quick trip to the bathroom.
¨So, how are we gonna do this?¨ I saw Kirby had the substance in a bottle of baby oil. We spied as best we could through the crack in their door but it didn´t help.
¨Can we tell them this will make them better swimmers, or give them less foot odor?¨
¨I don´t think they´re gonna buy it from dorks like us. Maybe we should wait until they fall asleep.¨ Kirby agreed and we listened for the music and talking to die down around 1 AM.
We snuck to the door and waited until they were all slumbering. Then we went inside and carefully for Rachael and her friend´s feet just like Kirby told me.
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