92 Novel(s) Related To Foot Worship Stories

"But I won't give up. Just need to loosen my stiff feet from your kingdom's unfriendly shoes." "Well, we indeed don't pay much attention to women's shoe comfort here because, in our world, women don't walk for too long," Adro answered, taking off his shoes. Then he approached Grace to kneel in front of her. "Hey... What are you doing?" Grace almost stood up when Adro held her foot. "You can wear my shoes if yours are hurting," Adro said, removing the cone-shaped shoes enveloping Grace's feet. "Beauty is pain—that's what my model friends say. I didn't realize that was also applied in my world."

I sidestepped quickly and, with one smooth motion, kicked her square in the backside, sending her flying to the ground. "Madam, your talent lies in chasing men. Don't overestimate yourself, and please, don't embarrass yourself further."

Ch-4 Adira was about to run away from that place. She thought she could just hide from everyone, using her brother as her shield. But everything is messed up! Can’t she even have a breather from all this? When she took her first step to run, she mistakenly stepped on the tail of her behaviors her eyes, she was sure that she would kiss the ground. She expected that she would fall to the ground from the moment she saw these high heels. She has a habit of wearing eight-inch or ten-inch heels but these were twelve-inch heels. She felt like she was walking on ice, rather than on the red carpet. She already had expected that she would fall to the ground at the start but falling in this situation was too embarrassing. People would say that Werewolf Princess Adira fell for the Vampire King.

She'd done what she had a great time to humiliate me. I stood up from my seat, dragging my legs to the restroom. It hurt. My legs.... It hurt so badly. I knew they couldn't cope with heels, yet I was trying to fit everyone's standard. The spiral staircase seemed like miles away. Each step felt like a tiny betrayal. My toes curled against the cold marble as I climbed, trying my best to keep up the pace without stumbling. Down the hallway was worse... The pain got unbearable. I quickly removed the heels, holding them in my hands. Barefoot on cold marble was better than torturing myself further.

Was he going to have to hold her up for the whole show? She turned once again to continue her journey to the pole and tripped over her own feet. He quickly reached out and caught her again. As she scrambled to stay on her feet, one of her boots landed heavily on his right big toe because he was wearing a pair of sandals.

She doubled over in pain, crying out as she clutched herself. "I had no idea. I didn't know they were your parents. Please forgive me, Hux." Huxley sneered and kicked her square in the groin. Jennifer collapsed to her knees, clutching her crotch and writhing in pain on the floor. He stared her down coldly. "Get on your knees at the hospital. And don't get up until my father's out of danger." Jennifer kept begging for mercy on the way to the hospital. I found the sight to be both tragic and absurd.

Aaron Malhotra After taking blessings of all elders we went to wear our footwear. But there was only one pair which was worn by Shraddha. I was looking for my footwear. I knew about this Joota chupai custom. Well, I thought that my friends and sisters would take care of it. I looked towards Divya and Kartik to see both of them smirk. Divya from her behind bought the shoes forward. I smiled at her and removed some thousands of rupees to give her.

And he tosses my flip flops off. He grabs my foot and tries the smallest boot. “Yow” I yell out. After he roughly tried to pry the boot in and off my foot. “Definetly to small” he looks up unsure and tosses the boot aside. His hands linger at my foot and he gently holds me in place while pressing into my arch and kneading at it like I’m at a Chinese foot spa. It’s actually quite nice.

I felt goosebumps all over my body and just like his heart, my heart started beating at an increased speed. "Let's get inside," He said and then gave me a slight shake, making me step forward. I started walking with steady steps and the moment I touched the door, I felt something wet on my foot. I removed his hand and looked down only to find Footprints DIY Stepping Stones on which I accidentally kept my leg, resulting in my footprint on it. What was surprising was that on its side Christian's foot was attached to mine. I look at him, widening my eyes, unable to understand why he took my footprint on a stepping stone. "Christian" I took my step away looking at him in bewilderment. He was looking at the stepping stone with a bright smile on his lips. He picked it up in his hand.

I don’t see him behind me anymore, smiling to myself, I think I’m sly. Then the spike of these goddess-forsaken shoes betrayed me. I stumbled to the ground, skidding my skin across the hard forest floor. I hiss out in pain but make quick work to get these damn boots off. Throwing them aside and hopping back up, I’m whipped back to the ground in a single second.

"I’ll help you with the heels. Just take it slow." I nodded, grateful for her support. Walking in these heels felt like trying to balance on a tightrope. My legs were shaky, and every step felt painful. I didn't get many shoes back at home, only sandals and worn out flats, I gripped Azel’s arm a little tighter, afraid of tripping over my own feet.

I only prayed they didn't really come out and start bleeding since I'm not sure whether that small amount of blood would attract rottens from miles away like blood in the sea attracts a predator. The others have been doing the same thing, inspecting their feet for signs of harm. Justine and Ricky seem to be the only ones who don't bother to take off their shoes. They're undoubtedly accustomed to walking ridiculously large distances, and I'm positive if they can get blistering on their calloused feet, they're not aware of the agony. Years of pounding have most likely transformed their feet to rock. Diana had the worst luck. Her feet had already broken and were bleeding. Diana stooped down and began searching through her bag, as though she was practically in tears at the very sight of them.

When I was about to step foot into the pack house, Zack asked, "Where have you been? Where is your other shoe?” His gaze shifted to my feet, and he looked at me in disgust. I looked down at my own feet. I was so caught up in thinking about the king that I forgot I was only wearing one heel. I was limping to the pack house with one heel! I took off the heel and tossed it to the side. The other pair had been lost, so it was no longer useful. I stepped forward to the door instead of answering his question.

Christen walked into her house, grateful to step out of her heels after spending hours on her feet at Daniel’s house. The soles of her feet were sore from being stuffed in her heels for so long. The dinner had been eventful, so much time was spent interacting with guests and family members. It felt like she had been standing for ages.

Enough about that let me take your shoes off. Shane takes my shoes off and starts massaging my feet. Oh my, that feels heavenly, my feet were getting swollen walking in my heels. Why would you walk in heels, knowing that your feet will swell? To answer your question, it was because I wanted to feel beautiful before I got any bigger, then cannot see my feet.

I almost wore it everyday. I decided to get flat footwears, I really did not like to wear high heels. Not that I was so tall that it would look bad. I was the shortest of all siblings I had. But I still never liked heels. Sometimes, mama scolded me for not wearing heels. She said ``you are mateless because you don't wear heels. If you will wear heels, you will look sexy.` I always rolled my eyes hearing the same lecture every single time. I then stopped paying attention as I knew it was usual. And I had become habitual of that stupid lecture.

After we eat, binuhat niya na ulit ako pabalik sa kuwarto ko at inihiga ako sa kama. I can't help but notice his nice and perfect body. "What exactly happened to your feet?" he asked me after putting me down. "Me and my brother were playing uno until the ship started sinking. While running, I fell into a hole where my feet got stuck and I can't get it back. My brother forced to get it out that's why it looked like this." I narrated. "Uno?" he asked. Naka kunot pa ang noo, I find it cute.

DAMN, her feet hurt. GERRI knew better than to hike the three-level mall in four-inch heels. But birthday presents must be bought, torture shoes or not. She’d just wear flip-flops the rest of the week—as long as she wasn’t meeting clients, anyway.

They were such pretty things, sparkly and silver, but I knew they would ruin everything if I wore them for a minute more. I'd never been able to walk in heels. My mother, aunts, and Cecelia had all tried to teach me, but it always ended in disaster. I wore kitten heels for three minutes and I nearly broke my wrist. I had crossed a room in wedges and had to use crutches for a week. Wearing pumps had required an x-ray.

Chapter 14 – Disobedience and Anger It has been four days already that I am learning how to walk on high heels. I am still struggling but I am getting a grasp of it now, and Finary made we try to wear and walk all my high heels, though sometimes I get out of balance especially when I walk down the stairs I have to hold on the banister, and when I try to walk fast I get distracted, but at a normal pace I can actually do it already with a proper posture. She always reminds me not to look down and slouch, to always lift my head up high. Finary is such a very strict teacher, she would constantly glare at me when she is tired of scolding me verbally. However, she is also patient, very patient at my stupidity.