Chapter 2: Socks Go On

With her left foot, Etsu deftly maneuvered her gym bag a bit more to her front. Leaning down with an unnatural balance that’d make gymnasts envy, she fished around the sack for two black socks, neatly folded from the previous day’s laundry.

Though the dark color might fool one for a moment, these were sports socks. Their fabric was thinner, and their cuffs shorter, than the pair she had just chucked across the room.

One of these clean socks, the left, was set to her side on the bed. The other she held forward and stretched the opening of. She bent her right knee up close to her chest to get ready to slide it on. Of course, she wasn’t going to just do that. That’d be boring! The young purple-haired woman had another fun idea in mind.

Smiling at the anticipation, Etsu thought a thought, and a distant universe, from another multiverse, was tugged out of its cold dark home and made to hover just before her naked toes.

The twinkling, pulsing mass of star stuff had been adjusted when Etsu stole it. For starters, all the galaxies and such were clumped much closer together, though she tweaked the laws of physics to preclude that from causing a cosmological catastrophe or even just getting into gravity based hijinks with her toes. She also shrunk it down: down enough to be roughly the size of a small fruit.

The universe’s shape was oval-like and amorphous. Its colors, manifold and beautiful. Its people, utterly terrified and confused, emotions which ramped up as they heard the second-year student’s voice echo in their minds, completely understood and intelligible.

“Miiiii-naaaaaaaaa-saaaa-nnnn”

She paused for a few seconds, using the time to bask in the reactions of the universe’s denizens. It was one of the numerous universes very much similar to Etsu’s own. There was a duplicate of Earth with slight variations, like a change in the date when denim was discovered, and the names of the Atlantic and Pacific oceans being reversed.

Etsu gave herself full awareness of everyone and everything in that sparkling cloud of a universe near her toes: from the tiniest sub-atomic particles to the largest stellar structures. Yet even the largest grouping one could make, that is, the shrunken universe itself, hovered smaller than Etsu’s foot looming above it.

“Nice to meet you all. My name is Etsu, and today your universe will be keeping me company. You see, I’ve got volleyball club soon, and there’s a lot of running and jumping going on there. I could use some extra padding in my socks, and your universe seems perfect, kehehehehe”

Across the stellar blob, chaos and despair erupted. Confusion, too, as it would seem unbelievable if not for the brief yet undeniable vision Etsu gave to them of her toes hovering over the very boundaries of their stars.

“See, you believe me right? That heat washing over you is mine. My body heat. A gift from me to you~”

She snickered as she wiggled her toes closer. The heat radiating from her toes did quite a number on the closer parts of the universe. Though not by any means overwhelming to Etsu herself, due to the sheer difference in the scale the body-heat reaped chaos on the cosmos before her. Stars were erupting nearest her flesh, and farther down the universe planets were experiencing sudden climate shifts and fast-whipping storms.

Etsu enjoyed the spectacle, letting it go on for a bit before she reversed the damages and dampened any further effects.

“How utterly pathetic that simply being close to my toes can ruin your puny worlds? That it can blow up your stars? I haven’t even gotten my sock on yet. That’s next kehehehe”

Chortling her curious laugh, Etsu started to actually slip the sock on. Her fingers stretched the cuff of the sock enough to get it past the width of the cosmological blob, but no further. The black fabric rubbed against some of the stars at the far sides towards the back of that pillowy lump of space stuff, wiping them out for mere seconds before Etsu’s power brought them back.

Across night skies, stars dimmed slightly as the black fabric began to work its way around the cosmos. Towards the back of the cuff, bits of Etsu’s thumbs briefly knocked out billions of stars and trillions of lives, but she adjusted her grip soon after, keeping her fingers on the outer surface of the garb in her tug.

This meant all the universe, and those in it, had to contend with was her sock fabric and, of course, her right foot. Of the two, the latter was by far more of a threat. She taunted them as she basked in the chaos it caused while they basked in its destructive proximity.

“Ehh, just from tiny bits of sweat, already worlds are being flooded. Is it getting humid for those that aren’t? I know it is. Your climates are at the mercy of how stuffy my sock is. Isn’t that hilarious? Those storms rattling your cities and worlds, just a consequence of my stuffy socks. Stuffy sock storms, keheheh”

Indeed, a pervasive, thick heat enraptured all worlds and stars caught in the proverbial shadow of the sock. Humid mists clouded regions, thick dark clouds heralded humid hurricanes. All were made aware via Etsu’s taunting voice that this was but the byproduct of a young woman’s foot.

The sock slipped down further, about the arch. Stars sheared against her soft, balmy sole. Stars and planets were lost in the celestial-trenches that were the wrinkles and whorls of the ped. Minute wiggles of her toes or flexes of the foot ended trillions of lives in an instant as wrinkles briefly shifted to smush their occupants. She had the courtesy to bring them back immediately after the fact at least.

“Khehee, so fragile. So soothing. Nothing like a nice warm universal insole. Every dying twinkle of your stars is a tiny tickle, a nice, pinpoint massage. The burst of heat from your stars aren’t bad, too. Kehehe”

She wiggled her toes, driving in the point as she snuffed out trillions more stars that way and this way, bringing them back between the wiggles. All this while she pulled the sock on, causing the stars to be pushed deeper up the foot through the fidgeting, warm toes which served as the ‘Great Filter’ for the universe’s life which none could pass without her aid..

“But...”

Etsu thought a thought and that was all that it took to change reality. She paused her progress of putting on the sock right about where the cuff met the start of her heel.

All across the universe against her sole, sapient beings of all sorts were contending with the intense heat and humidity emanating from her body, her foot. Others were dealing with the crushing pressure exerted by the minor fidget of her toes against their particular region of the amorphous universe.

In one advanced civilization, the humanoids looked to the sky to see the sudden blackness, cast from her big toe moving to crush them. They could see only the barest, most minuscule fraction of her body above their heads. With what light they could spare to inspect it, the surface looked utterly alien--even to the rather ‘alien’ looking folk themselves. A veritable landscape of white-pinkish flesh. A single pore could engulf their planet. A drop of sweat could extinguish their star.

The toe came down towards them, their world, and all they knew. They prepared to be wiped out and resummoned as they had been before. Yet, though the crushing pressure and pain came, merciful release and respawn did not. They boiled in the heat of her body, were crushed beneath the might of a casual toe clench. Yet, their bodies would not break. The buildings did, if they were in-between the tiny bit of Etsu’s toe and people, but their planet didn't crack, nor did their mountains crumble. All the stars and planets and people on them were unharmed, yet subject to unimaginable pressure, heat, and humiliation nonetheless.

Etsu kept her right toes clenched, hard as she felt she should. She could feel the stars in the digits’ paths and everyone living near them squeeze, yet not pop. She felt their solidity with her sublime senses, and she found it all similarly sublime.

“Kehehehe, this is even better. Now you won’t even break! I can squeeze you as much as I like. Press down against you with every muscle of my foot, and you won’t even crush. You’ll just be there, stuck, humid, and at the mercy of every step, every twitch of my toes. At the mercy of every bit of heat my body shares.”

She rapidly wiggled her toes again, shifting the star-stuff around but, true to her words, not breaking any of it.

She continued the wigglings as she finished sliding the sock on. Her hands gripped the cuff and tugged it up past her ankle. She tugged hard, tight, and all the way up to make the sock as snug as possible against her foot. All the while, the universe-turned-insole positively roiled against her sole. It rewarded her cruel touch with massaging delights of shifting stars. The heat from her body, the minute bits of sweat from her pores, were offered to the universe and in return she got to bask in the anguished, humiliated cries of quadrillions.

Etsu lets out a sigh.

“Aaah, what a feeling. What a lovely, warm, feeling.”

Wiggling her toes to help the sock settle, she eyed her bare left foot. Kicking it forward a moment, she gave it a small spin as another universe was pulled from its rightful place in another multiverse to hover before her awaiting sole. She smiled with anticipation as she leaned forward, the other athletic sock in hand, and began bringing it behind the second universe, pulling it towards the toes of her left foot.

She debated taking her time, but decided to enjoy the chaos that comes with rushing things. She said no words to them, simply filling in their minds directly as to what was going on with them. She gave them the same treatment she did for the right-socked universe, only this time she did it from the get-go. Their stars and worlds also didn’t break against the pressure exerted by contact with clenching toes, nor did they fully boil from the heat her body emitted. Any rising tides caused by the humidity were, too, limited.

Altogether, she put on the left sock in little more than a few seconds, finishing with a tight tug the sock and, by extension, the universe against her left sole. Its warmth delighted her as she, quite literally, squeezed all but the life out of it against her pampered sole.

Then, she let go and the cuff snapped against her ankles. Both socks on, she set her feet to the hard floor of her dorm. The young woman shivered.

She felt--and heard and saw and more--the protest the universe gave as her weight settled on it. She drank up its soothing warmth, giving that of her body back in turn, unasked. She greedily took every single massaging twitch or twinkle the stars could give her as she dominated their mass.

Etsu paused a moment, eyes closed, and sighed. She was tempted to stay a bit longer and enjoy this, enjoy herself. There was an undeniable appeal, unique only to her. As she teased herself by slowly dragging a socked foot back and forth on the floor, she debated just letting lose a bit.

She had time before volley ball club. She could have all the time she wanted. She could freeze time, even, or just roll it back after she’s had her fun. Her fingers glided towards her skirt, then underneath it to tease at her panties. She rubbed her crotch there.

Etsu could, if she wanted to, subject entire universes to her rituals of her pleasure. She could bring them all into it. She imagined delighting herself and letting the rivers of her sticky ecstasy flood over her own world, just outside her window. The entire Momo University, the city of Tokyo too, inundated in her bliss. The visual was pleasing, the follow-up of an entire universe drenched, dying, and re-evolving in a single strand of her fem-cum even more so.

However, Etsu let out another sigh and opened her eyes. She would refrain. She wanted to to play volley ball more than that at the moment, so that’s what she would do, and she could do anything she wanted, after all.

So, Etsu sat up fully from the bed and walked towards the door. Her clothes almost entirely changed to her athletic attire at a thought.

Her top became a comfortable jersey with the numbers “01” on it, and her skirt was gone with red shorts in their place. Fresh undergarments, too, were swapped with her old ones, which were laundered and neatly folded at a thought along with the rest of her previous attire.

The only thing left before being fully ready was to put on her shoes. White sneakers rested near the door, and she slid those on. As she did so, she did so slowly.

Etsu savored the slow shuffling of the universes in her socks. Bending over to tighten the laces, she further savored all the quintillions of screams, and the trillions upon trillions of delightful little twinkles against her feet.

“Ah, I just love cushioned socks, kehehe.”

Fin