For reasons to be explained, Becky had little an outlet for the things in which she was experiencing with her little Dan. So much was happening, and so much was on her mind, she felt like she needed to tell someone...so she decided to start a diary.
November 13th
7AM
--Dear Diary,
Hi! I suppose I should let you, diary, in on why you are here now. It's not easy going through all these exciting life changes with no one to talk to. I promised Dan that I wouldn't tell anyone about his "little" situation...specifically Brittany. Not sure why, haha...maybe he's afraid she'll sit on him or something! But anyway, I need to let these feelings out! So why not let them out on paper, right? That way, I can even look back on these scribbles when I'm feeling...oh, I never know what the appropriate word for this is....naughty? Last night, after going off to bed without so much as checking on my little Dan, my excitement was higher than it had ever been. Like the socks he's sleeping in, it's reaching the point where he's little more than an accessory of mine. And, just like my socks, it's not as if he can do anything about it, right? I mean, I just got right into bed and went to sleep; I'm sure he heard me...heard the bed...and I'm sure he wanted me to take him out and let him get some fresh air. But there was NOTHING he could do. Diary, I could just write that over and over again! There was NOTHING he could do! Sorry, Diary, but I'm just laying here all warm in my bed and I can't stop thinking about this! I'm going to have to stop writing for a moment, pull these covers up and....take care of this. BRB <3
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November 13th
7:45 AM
--Dear Diary,
I'm back, Diary! Sorry about that, but I just couldn't keep writing with all these naughty thoughts dancing around in my brain. I laid in my bed and just thought about them. I won't go into detail, but it was the most electrifying orgasm I've had....so far. Just think! One day, maybe these fantasies of mine can become a reality. Wait, what am I saying? "Maybe"? They simply will if I say so, right? And what fantasies, you ask? Oh, time will tell, Diary...time will tell. I think I'm gonna go check on him! Oh, my! I am getting absolutely drunk with power! :-))))))) <3
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November 13th
1:05 PM
--Dear Diary,
Well, Diary. I just checked on Dan. I accidentally went back to bed for a few more hours...whoops :) I took him out of my sock and it was so cute. His little tiny eyes squinted when he rolled out; I've lost track of how many hours it's been since he's seen sunlight...since he's seen anything, really. It was really weird though...I started him on this routine I found online. I won't go into long detail on it, but basically, I subject him to the scent of my feet for long periods of time, and he eventually becomes mine...like...he completely and utterly acknowledges that he belongs to me. I guess we've definitely crossed over from GF/BF into owner/toy or whatever you want to call it. When I watched him roll out of my soft and warm sock onto my hand...and I locked eyes with him...I didn't think, "Oh, it's my boyfriend". No.... for the first time, I thought, "Oh look...it's my adorable little toy." I figured this scent reprogramming thing would alter his mind (and I think it is), but I didn't expect it to alter mine as well!
He immediately started squeaking at me. After bringing him up to my ear, I realized those squeaks were actually him yelling. He lacked confidence and conviction...it seemed like he felt like he had to, maybe to protect that male ego thing...but he started demanding that I stop treating him like this. It was SOoO silly! Do you know what I did, Diary? I'm smiling right now, just thinking about it. In a very matter-of-fact tone, I told little Dan that he was going to go right back in my sock, and that he could only come out again if he was nice to me. I told him I would check on him again in a few hours, and then I dropped him back in! But not the sock he was just in, Diary! I guess he must have absorbed all the scent of my foot, either in his tiny lungs or tiny skin...cause it didn't smell like my feet at all anymore. "This won't do at all!", I remember thinking. I opened up the sock hole of the OTHER sock and dropped him in. But don't worry, Diary, I checked it before dropping him in. It still smells REALLY strong!
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November 13th
5:07 PM
--Dear Diary,
He did MUCH better this time around! I poured him out onto my palm and he didn't say a word. He just looked up at me with these (relatively) giant eyes. He was waiting to see what I was going to do next. I LOVED the feeling of watching him watching me, all the while knowing that whatever happened next was a direct result of my choosing. Ya know, the thing that sucks about writing by hand is that I forgot one of the most important parts! Let me back up a little. I was gonna go off to the gym shortly after so I was wearing my gym clothes when I took him out: a tight white top and VERY short, black yoga shorts. I knew that as soon as he rolled out, his eyes would be glued to my body. He's always loved my boobs and my butt, but I knew that, as giant as they are now compared to him, he would instantly get hard...and I wanted to see it happen! Well, I was definitely caught off guard to see him roll out of my sock...with a hard-on. He was hard in my sock! What do you think this means, Diary?! He's never been a big fan of feet before...maybe the scent reprogramming is working?
God, It's so exciting to think about! I was so thrilled with the progress I had seen, that my initial plan of feeding him totally went out the window! I dropped him right back into the sock without so much as a word. It's kind of messed up, I guess...if he is a pet (which I'm starting to think he is!), my actions couldn't really be considered positive reinforcement...but then again...if he's aroused by the smell of my feet..then maybe it is! Oh, Diary! I feel like the most powerful woman in the world!
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January 8th
6:15 PM
--Dear Diary,
I actually considered stopping this for a little while, Diary...not the "owning Dan" part...hahahaha..the "writing part". I visited home for the holidays (told the family that Dan was busy with work), and the airline must have lost my luggage, along with almost all my diary entries. It's been 3 days now and I've heard nothing back from them...I had to go out and buy all new stuff...but I can't replace the pages of my diary that are now gone...God, there were so many good things written...things I've come back to MANY times :) I only thank God that my little Dan wasn't in that suitcase too. Luckily for me, he was tucked away in my right sock the whole time :)
Oh yeah, seeing as my previous entries are gone, I guess I'll bring you up to speed, Diary. Dan has graduated from a shoe warmer to a full-on foot warmer (well...I guess "toe-warmer" is probably a little more accurate..he's quite tiny). I wear him pretty much all the time now. He was in my sock, cuddled with my toes, the entire stay at my parents house. He was there for the christmas parties, he was there for christmas morning. My toes played with him on the long flights, long drives, long dinners, and long sleeps. Sneakers, pumps, ballet flats, slippers, socks, nylons...my Dan called every one of these home for all holiday season. This was our first holiday like this, and I can't wait for it all to happen again! How does he feel about it? I couldn't say..honestly...I haven't asked him. I don't remember when my last diary entry was, but I think it was a few days after that, I just told him he was going to sleep with me. He got really excited, of course, but I watched his smile fade as I removed my warm nylons and place them on the bed next to him. I asked him, "Shall I put you in, or do you want to climb in yourself?" He looked up at me, tiny tears in his eyes, and I said, "Little one, THIS", I pointed to the toe section of my nylon, "is going to happen...tonight." He sat for a few moments, pleading with his eyes for me to stop. I smiled at him..I witnessed it warm his heart..even for a moment..and then I said, "Ya know, if you just climb on in and accept this, you'll have the ability to choose which of my feet you cuddle with tonight. Doesn't that sound great, little Dan? The ability to make a choice? Don't you want that?" I slowly opened the waist of the worn nylons and said, "So, what's it gonna be tonight, little one? Left or right?"
He hung his head in shame and burrowed into my nylons like a cute little animal. I picked them up, too excited to wait for him to get to the toe section, and watched him tumble to the end. I lifted the nylons so that he was lined with my face and took a light breath. "Oh dear! That is quite a scent, isn't it little Dan? I'm sure you'll be just fine with it though, right?" With tears in his eyes, he hesitantly shaked his head up and down. My heart just melted at that point! I pulled the nylons up to my chest and hugged his tiny body. I felt his little frame press into my breasts and everything, in that moment, felt like heaven to me. A moment later, I lowered the waist of the nylons and began to put them on. I did it slow...VERY slow...I wanted to enjoy it, Diary. For heaven's sake, I hadn't had this boy between my toes since the day he shrank...and I didn't even know it was him! As my mind raced, my foot raced to the toe section of the nylons where Dan sat waiting. My soft foot made contact with Dan's skin and a shiver ran up my spine. He was cold. I told him to burrow between my big and second toe..and he did. His body warmed up so fast against my feet. I lifted my foot to peer at him once more before going to bed. He looked so comfy, Diary! He was just nuzzled up against my toes! I instantly remembered when he said they felt like pillows and my heart melted all over again. I told him goodnight, and then I swung my feet under the covers and had the best sleep of my life.
Well, Diary, If I was lacking in suitable.... "material", I've definitely got some now! Hahaha. I think it's time for me to go to the gym. I've got to meet Brittany in 30 minutes...we're working legs today so I think I'll just leave Dan in my socks from yesterday. He doesn't really fight me anymore, I can't tell whether he likes it or if he's given up. I guess either one is fine for me :-) Jeez, I can't wait to see Brittany again! I haven't seen her since before I left for Christmas! ...and you know what...it's been a long time since we had a nice heart to heart talk........................................<3<3<3<3<3<3
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