Humiliation (Patreon)

That's me in the picture, my name is lee and I was recently recruited by the other four lads in the photo to be their food stool. Joining their gang was a dream come true. I wanted to spend every moment in their company and this is what they came up with. I loved their boyishness, I loved their clothes, their caps, their personalities and I loved their feet. Wait, did I really just say that. Yep damn right I did, I love their feet, I love them being on me. K love their socks and their trainers. I even tolerated the stench of weed that seemed to emanate more from their feet. Even though I enjoyed doing this I felt humiliated. God forbid if anyone beyond this circle to find out about this.

But I had begun to want more and I confronted them about it. I told them I didn't want to be a footstool for them anymore. They said someone had to be, but it didn't always have to be me. I was really pleased, I assumed they would now take it in turns and allow me to be part of the four and one of them to be the footstool.

That's right, it's a rota kind of thing, but only our four bodies can be in this group of friends, to add a fifth would upset the balance. So, each day at midday one of us will become you and you will become one of us.

I laughed at them and asked how it was even possible. They told me it was more than possible and that they had done it before. In fact only last week, Rob with the curly hair had graduated on his 18th birthday from being the body of the footstool to being part of the group. I was 22 and they told me for my body to graduate I had to be 25, three years of body swapping daily if I wanted to avoid the continued humiliation. At least id only be the stool every fifth day. They told me that all I needed to do was lick their feet clean. Each day is need to use my body to lick the soles of each of their feet, then the next day whoever I had become would need to use my body to lick my borrowed feet in order to swap back into their own body. I'd then be forced to lick the next set of feet to become them.itmwas alwaysmfoimg to be my body doing the licking, and that's the way they wanted it. They didn't want foot juice and cheese in their own bodies.

Shane had already manoeuvred his feet right in front of my face. He lifted my head up and forced me to begin licking, sniffing and sucking his feet. His huge, stinky sweaty feet. I had already decided I wanted to do this but the fact he was now forcing me was a huge turn-on. I felt my dick get hard and it was getting close to orgasm when suddenly I felt nothing except the feeling of wet feet. My feet were still being licked when I heard my voice say fuck, you kinky little devil, your cock is about to cum. Aaaarrrggghhhhh.

My voice said it but I didn't. I realised my body was still acting as a footstool and I was now owen. I looked at the parts of my new body that I could see. Beautiful hands with tattoos on them, a tracksuit and a north face jacket and blonde hair. I was beautiful. My former body finished cumming and went to stand up, but it was pushed back down by all four of us, he remained in place until we allowed him to stand hours later. I wanted to go home and explore more of Owen. After all, I only had a day. Once I got home, well to Aaron's home I headed straight to his room in the attic. God, he lived a messy lifestyle. But for now, this was my room and I wasted no time stripping and jerking off in front of a mirror. Soon though it was time to eat and sleep. And before long I was heading back to meet the lads.

As midday approached I sat in the same place I was yesterday on the same set of tests and my former body walked in and lay on all fours and acted as our footstool. He immediately removed my shoes and socks and began licking and sucking my feet and toes. As he sucked my toes I was being removed from owens body. I stuck my hands down my trackies and said goodbye to my amazing borrowed dick. Soon I was back in my own body, I orgasmed again. Owen jumped out of his seat and swapped places with Aaron next to him.

Aarons feet were beautiful and they tasted sweet. It wasn't long before I was in his body wearing his cap. I loved him, even his big ears. I didn't sleep that night while I was Aaron, I tried but couldn't. I was too excited by his body.

The next day I was due to become Tyler. I wasn't looking forward to his messy mop of hair, but you know what it was nice being in an 18-year-olds body. It will be nice to see how he markers over the next few years. Maybe I'll treat him to a hair cut.

Next, I became liam, aka me grumpy he was happy about all the body swapping and foot licking but knew it was necessary to stay part of the group.