Kayla, like many girls, hated feet, though she took great care of her own. She couldn't stand the thought of having someone touch them, and she was very self conscious of their smell.
She went to the spa every two weeks to get her feet cleaned and her toes painted. In her mind this would keep her feet from smelling. Her last visit ended very weirdly. The technician lady that gave her the pedicure was an older lady, and was very rough with her. Kayla was very rude to the lady and expressed her dislike of people even touching her feet. She told the lady that she pitied her, having to touch and smell multiple sets of female feet every day! She stated that she would rather die than have to do such a thing!
The next morning Kayla awoke to an odd aroma. She kept catching small wiffs of what smelled like feet! She brought her beautiful right foot up to her nose and inhaled with a loud "snfffff". With no smell entering her nasal cavity, she shrugged it off. After prepping herself for the day ahead Kayla walked downstairs. Her mom caught the smell of Kayla's sweet foot aroma as soon as she entered the room. Knowing Kayla's phobia she didn't say a word.
The smell strengthened throughout the day as Kayla strolled around school. Her classmates and teachers noticed as soon as she entered a room. They began saying derogatory comments about her feet and the odor. She couldn't understand it however, everytime she would go to the bathroom and slip off her sandal to smell her foot, she didn't pick up any smell!
Later that day her mom confronted her, telling her she needed to clean her feet. She stated that she had just paid $100 to have them professionally cleaned so she wasn't touching the disgusting things! As she sat down in her room, she began feeling really weird.....then she fainted.
The next morning when Kayla didn't come downstairs for school, her mom went up to her room to investigate. As soon as she cracked the door to her room, she was hit in the face with a pungent aroma, one that smelled like feet! Kayla's entire room smelled like her feet. The smell was so powerful, so concentrated, it was all her mom could smell. She was surprised to find that Kayla's bed was empty! Further delving into her room she spotted a pair of human feet just sitting on a chair. They were clearly female, with sensual, smooth lines, and perfect pedicured toes. Her mom walked over and picked one up....not knowing if it were real. After inspecting it closely she flipped it over, looking at the immaculate, soft, pink sole. When her eyes scanned over a small freckle placed right at the crest of the high arch, she dropped the foot. It bounced off the chair and into the floor......it was Kayla's left foot. She always had a freckle in the vary spot where her mom saw it.
Kayla had been transformed into her feet....her feared body parts. The glands and pores were in overdrive, producing a highly concentrated aroma.....one that filled a room within' 30 seconds of entering. Kayla was alive, but in the form of her feet. She had the feelings to touch, the sensations of smell, and the ability to hear her surroundings. She was trapped smelling her own sweet feet.
Dedicated to the victims of the 9/11 tragedy. This picture is supposed to be from the eye of a New York citizen who happens to be gazing at the twin towers just before 9/11 occurs. I really like the way the end color blend came out. Used all my own pictures, took about 200 pictures of my eye before I found one I liked.