After Impact
#24 of Commissions by Gruffy
This is a commission to FriskeCrisps
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Crisp woke up feeling more sore than he'd been in months - last night's forced dancing in the wolf's lair that might have earned him the black shoes with flames, but physically he was spent, lying on a heap in his bed, blistered footpaws in his safe red Converses, clutching his prize against his chest. They smelled of the big wolf, and he whimpered a little even at the thought of what the wolf could do to him eventually...he'd told him to come back any time he wanted, after all, if he wanted to see what a really big bad wolf could do.
The wolf yawned, his muzzle tasting quite bad, needing a drink of water (and hopefully some Tylenol!) and a bath...he felt sticky...he was still wearing his cum-stained shorts from earlier...all musky and messy and with massive stains on the front, in and out, there was no mistaking what he'd been getting up to, now that was for sure. He watched to scratch his itchy balls, too, but holding the black and fire Converses in his arms seemed more fun for now.
He yawned again, felt his tail flop a little, and felt his toes squirm a little, in their musty red shoes...well, that felt funny, he almost felt like giggling...quite nice...
"I KNOW YOU'RE AWAKE!"
A voice, the strangest voice he ever heard, suddenly filled his ears, coming from somewhere so close that he couldn't tell exactly where, but it made him leap up with surprise, the black shoes flying and banging to the floor as he threw his paws up...what...
"THERE WE GO SLUTBUTT!"
What...his eyes widened...his toes tickled, and the bulges of his red Converses beneath the sheet covering his messy body...did they just move...just when that sound reached his ears...
"What...?"
"STOP BEING SUCH AN IDIOT AND SAY GOODMORNING TO YOUR SHOES, MATE!"
His ears jumped again, he really couldn't be hearing this...he'd been molested by magic green shoes before, by magic fire and black shoes before, but his red shoes had never done anything unusual except been so sexy and nice, and....
"What...what is happening?" Crisp whimpered.
"WE'RE TELLING YOU TO SAY GOOD MORNING!" the voice continued, the sheet still jumping and his toes tickling...as if...
"You...you're TALKING!" the wolf yelped.
"TOOK YOU THIS LONG FIGURE THAT OUT SLUTBUTT?"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!" Crisp grabbed his muzzle and yelped, whimpering softly.
"COME ON, IT'S ONLY YOUR FAVORITE SHOES! DON'T WE DESERVE SOME ATTENTION?"
Crisp grabbed the sheet and threw it away, revealed his messy lower body, and the shoes, that looked normal enough form this angle, but his toes were still itching...
"Are you...are you talking?"
"YOU DON'T SAY!"
The strange voice was louder now, and the tips of his shoes were definitely moving, creating that strange, creaking voice when the rubber stroked against rubber...Crisp clasped a paw over his muzzle - seeing his shoes split like that was almost his worst nightmare, but now the shoes were doing it on their own accord...
"Ahhhhhh..."
"COME ON, YOU STILL DIDN'T SAY IT! WE WON'T LET YOU GO TO TAKE A PEE IF YOU DON'T SAY IT RIGHT NOW!"
"Ahhh..goodmorning?" Crisp whimpered.
"WELL THAT WASN'T SO DIFFICULT!" the laces of his shoes untied themselves and rubbed against his legs, briefly, as if giving him that as a way of a thank you for obeying their commands.
"What...why is this happening?"
"WELL AFTER MEETING THOSE NICE GREEN SHOES WE THOUGHT IT WAS ABOUT TIME YOU HAD A MORE PERMANENT MASTER IN YOUR LIFE, AND HERE WE ARE!" the shoes croaked with a strange stereo effect that made Crisp feel faint and tingling in his ears.
"You...you what?" he mumbled.
"WE OWN YOUR ASS NOW!" the shoelaces quickly curled and tied themselves again, pulling Crisp's toes tight within the newly firm and snug shoes. "AND YOUR TOES!"
Crisp yelped when the shoes began to compress down on his toes, it felt like someone was bating on them, not hard, but enough to make it feel weird...and kinda hot, too, making his cock grow hard in his sheath and slip out of it and into the crusty shorts he still wore. The wolf grasped the bedsheets and moaned at the strange sensation, unable to realize what was going on.
"Myymymymymym toes!" the wolf crooned.
"THEY'RE SOAKING WET, WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOING? RIGHT, YOU'VE BEEN CHEATING ON US WITH THOSE GREEN SHOES! YOU'RE SUCH A SHOE SLUT, CAN'T BE HAPPY WITH JUST US!" the shoes accused.
"The...the wolf made me..." Crisp whimpered, recalling the nameless wolf who'd forced him to wear the green shoes in exchange for the black ones.
"AND YOU LET HIM!" the shoes tugged on his footpaws, making the wolf almost slip to his butt.
"I...I..."
"YOU WANTED THOSE BLACK SHOES YOU SLUT, YOU WANT TO CUM IN THEM AND SMELL THEM!"
"I..." Crisp mumbled.
"LIKE YOU'VE DONE WITH US SO MANY TIMES, WE'RE MORE SPUNK THAN CLOTH NOW!"
"Nnooo..." Crisp moaned, his cock still so very hard, but he didn't dare to touch, in case the shoes would get even more upset.
"AGAIN YOU'RE HARD, DON'T YOU EVER STOP BEING HORNY FOR SHOES?"
The wolf's cheeks burned.
"Uh...no...no..."
"BET YOU WISH YOUR APARTMENT WAS SUDDENLY FILLED WITH SNEAKERS OF ALL COLORS, COVERING YOU IN A RAIN OF THEM!" the shoes accused.
"Ohhhh...only...only in my dreams..."
"THIS ISN'T A DREAM SHOESLUT!" the red sneakers told him. "THIS IS YOUR REALITY NOW!"
"What..."
"GET OUT OF THE BED RIGHT NOW!"
Crisp hurried to his feet, the floor squeaking under the sneakers as he landed heavily, panting and feeling more aroused than he'd feel in ages.
"This can't be happening..." he whimpered as he began to hurry towards the kitchen.
UMHP!
The laces had tied themselves and tripped him, he slammed down to his belly, air knocked out of him, and laid there, whimpering, his cock pulsing between his belly and the floor.
"TOLD YOU YOU CAN'T HIDE!"
Crisp tried to squirm to his footpaws, but the laces were still tied and he couldn't really properly walk, only sort of hop straight forward and try not to fall, which he already did once before he even managed to get into the living room.
"GET THOSE NASTY PANTS DOWN NOW OR WE'LL MAKE YOU THROW THE BLACK SHOES OUT OF THE WINDOW!"
"I...I..."
"DO IT!"
Crisp grabbed his waistband and pulled his dirty boxers down, revealing a fully hard cock.
"THERE WE GO BOY, GETTING A BONER AGAIN JUST FROM WEARING US...BET YOU'D LIKE TO SLIP ONE OF US OVER YOUR COCK TO FEEL IT..."
"Y..yes..." the wolf muttered, wondering whether the shoes could read his thoughts.
"WELL NOT GONNA HAPPEN! YOU GOTTA SHOW US YOU CAN BEHAVE BEFORE YOU CAN EVEN THINK OF DOING ANYTHING LIKE THAT!"
"What...what do I have to do?"
"YOU GONNA HAVE TO PROMISE YOU'RE NOT GETTING OFF FOR A WEEK!"
"Nnnooo..." Crisp whimpered, unable to even imagine such a longtime without an orgasm.
"EITHER YOU DO IT OR WE'LL MAKE SURE YOUR BLACK SHOES DISAPPEAR! AND IF YOU TRY TO STOP US WE'LL DISAPPEAR TOO!"
"Wh...where would you go?"
"UP YOUR ASS WHAT DO YOU THINK?"
"Nnoo..." Crisp's fears for his butthole only doubled when the shoes dragged him back to the bedroom.
"OPEN THAT DRAWER AND TAKE OUT OUR SPARE LACES AND TIE THEM AROUND YOUR COCK LIKE YOU ALWAYS DO! GOTTA MAKE SURE YOU'RE NOT PLAYING WITH YOURSELF!"
"Bu...but it feels good..."
"AFTER A WEEK IT WON'T!"
Crisp sighed but did as he was told, taking out the laces, feeling them, all four of them, and laid them down over the top of the drawers before he slowly began to wound them around his balls, his shaft, his sheath, even looping them around his tip.
"GO ON, HURRY UP!"
"YOU DO THAT ALMOST EVERY DAY, YOU CAN'T CLAIM YOU CAN'T DO IT FASTER!"
"OH STOP PLAYING WITH THOSE BALLS!"
"HURRY UP YOU LAZY SHOE SLUT!"
"WE'RE USED TO BEING KEPT WAITING BUT THIS IS GETTING RIDICULOUS!"
"Alright alright alright..."
"WELL THAT'S BETTER!" the shoes declared once he was all well tied up. "NOW YOU'RE GONNA GO OUT THROUGH THE FRONT DOOR AND RUN NAKED TO THE DOOR DOWNSTAIRS AND THEN COME BACK!"
"Oh I couldn't!" the wolf gasped, thinking of the kind of trouble and embarrassment he could get into for doing such a naughty act.
"YES YOU WILL OR WE'LL MAKE SURE YOU'LL BE SLEEPING UPSIDE DOWN HANGING FROM YOUR SHOELACES!"
"Ohhhnooo...."
"YOU HAVE ONE MINUTE TO GO OR YOU'RE GETTING IT!"
Crisp wiped a few tears from his eyes as he walked towards the door to his apartment, naked except for his shoes and his socks, and he whimpered when he opened the door and peered into the corridor...it was empty...
"GO! GO! GO!" the shoes went into a frenzy.
Crisp dashed along the steps, wondering that he didn't fell even when he stumbled down one, two, then three whole flights of stairs, passing so many doors and hoping none of them would open as he ran past them, painfully hard and tied cock jumping in front of him and leaking madly while he panted and really tried to make this quickly. The door downstairs was glass and as he approached he knew that anyone walking past would see him there...he almost slammed against the door...cars going past...an old lady...staring at the wolf standing there in his red shoes and laces and whimpering miserably.
He hurried back up, now worrying that the woman would've called the police, or fainted, or something, and his heart pounded when he finally reached the open door into his apartment and his inside, panting.
"AAahhh..." Crisp whimpered.
"WELL THAT'S A START, WOLF!" the shoes taunted him, as he slinked back into the apartment...and fell again, because the laces jumped under the sole of each shoe, causing him to step on them and topple over heavily.
"Owww..."
"SUCH A NAUGHTY WOLF...STILL HARD..."
"Can't help it..."
"BET YOU WISH WE'D PUT OUR LACES ON YOU AND JERK YOU OFF DON'T YOU?"
"Yes...yes...yes..."
"WELL WE WON'T UNTIL YOU SHOW US THAT YOU ONLY HAVE EYES FOR US YOU DO!"
"How..."
"WE'LL SHOW YOU! NOW YOU SHOULD GET UP!"
Crisp tried to, and saw that the laces had gone back to behaving themselves, meaning that he could walk again, tentatively.
"NOW GO TO THE BEDROOM AND GET THE BLACK SHOES!"
Crisp went to the bedroom and picked up the black shoes from where he'd accidentally thrown them. As soon as he touched them, they rushed upon his paws and tied their laces around his wrists, effectively closing his paws inside the black, musky wolf shoes with flames on them.
"What..."
"THAT'S TO MAKE SURE YOU CAN'T DO ANYTHING NAUGHTY WITH THOSE PAWS OF YOURS CRISP!"
"But what...what do I do now..."
"WE'LL TAKE CARE OF YOU, WE LOVE YOU LIKE YOU LOVE US DON'T YOU KNOW BUT WE'RE JEALOUS LOVERS TOO!"
Crisp wept with happiness, he couldn't have imagined the shoes could tell him something so sweet, especially after the torment they'd already give to him, and by the sounds of it, they were planning to continue it as well.
"Oh I love you too reds, I do love you so much, please don't' ever leave me, please, I die inside when you even tell me that you might leave, I promise I won't even think about other shoes when I have you, I'll wear you everywhere and take the best care of you I can, please, I'll do anything, please, I'll even promise not to let the wolf make me wear other shoes if that's what you like, just please promise me you'll love me, please."
"THAT IS A START, CRISP, BUT YOU'LL HAVE A LOT TO LEARN BEFORE WE CAN TRUST YOU PROPERLY AGAIN, YOU'VE BEEN SUCH A NAUGHTY WOLF RECENTLY, WE'LL HAVE TO MAKE SURE YOU APPRECIATE US PROPERLY!"
"Oh I will do it, I will do it, anything, shoes, please!"
"WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT! LET'S GO TO THE LIVING ROOM NOW!"
And they did...the wolf whimpering, not knowing what the shoes were going to get him into.