Balanced And Barefoot Novels & Stories

"I'm going to be shifting around, with my weight." "It's just about balance..." She said carefully. "It's about the fact that there's more of me to balance." I said plainly. "You're small, you step I heels and it holds you up, it's not the same with me." She didn't argue with that. "Try mine." She held out her hand. "They won't fit..." "They'll be close enough for practice." She wiggled her fingers. "Come on." I took her hand, stood up, and stepped into her heels.

"You can't wander around barefoot." I glanced down at my feet, having forgotten my barefooted state amidst my anger and jealousy. Blaise motioned to Tim, who was holding a box. Tim handed it to Blaise, revealing a pair of Alexander Wang's mule sandals. Blaise knelt down, gently placing my hand on his shoulder for support. My heart went into overdrive as he lifted my right foot, tenderly wiped the sole with his hand, and slid the sandal onto my foot. I felt like I was melting like wax. Blaise could be sweet when he wanted to be. He repeated the process for my left foot, and just as he stood up and I was about to offer him my heartfelt thanks, a voice called out his name from a distance.

Amethyst instructs excitedly. I take a step and my foot wobbles dangerously as the surface my heel has to land on is severely reduced. Amethyst just smiles at me. “Try not to think of the shoes. Imagine you are simply walking barefoot.” I look at her incredulously. She titters at me.

Amara gasps, “In those shoes?!” I peek down at my shoes and sigh. Six-inch stilettos, hard to walk in and I can't imagine running in them. “Barefoot, if I must. Let's go, you're taking notes.” I tell her, moving swiftly with her not far behind me.

"For me too, its more natural. I feel more like me there." "We all feel ourselves love," Lauren popped in, silently watching us as she was preparing everything. "It's just the nature of the best. It's what keeps us tethered. Keeps us going day in and day out." She sat on the bed, and then looked at me. "We can't be wearing your pointe shoes too, early, can we?" I laughed. "No. Hence why I want to be barefoot." "Like hell you're walking barefoot." Sam countered gasping from my idea. "We don't know what kind of terrain is there."

“They will be at least six inches, I will choose the style and color, and you will have to walk from one end of the town to the other. It will help your sense of balance and I will make sure to collect your shoe size from Alpha Ethan at the end of day.” Watching the color drain from their faces was the best thing I had seen in a long time. Laughing, I motioned to the empty field behind me. “Well? You don’t have all day. Only maybe about an hour if I’m right.” Smiling, I watched as a mad dash and books flying every which way. Looking at Ethan and Justin, the two of them were not just trying to keep the balance but fighting each other as well. That was fine. I already had their shoes picked ou

Nahlela “I woke up before Timi and I didn't want to disturb him so I quietly tiptoed into the bathroom and took my bath. I was already late for work so I didn't waste time in the bathroom. When I came back to the bedroom, I was surprised to see that Timi was no longer in bed. The dress I had taken didn't need ironing again so I dressed up and tied my braids in a bun. I didn't even bother with make-up, Just wore my shoes and was going to the living room to look for my laptop and notepad to put in my bag and runout when Timi stopped me

Ford’s previous question needed to be repeated, “How did you- You’ve never-I didn’t-“ I will explain. Start running back. They will soon realize you are not here. Ford started his way back barefoot, not even grabbing his debouched and shredded shoe’s. They weren’t any use now, they’d have to be left behind. His steps were faulting, rocks and sticks hurting the pads of his feet as he tried to maneuver around them.

“What do you mean, I have to wear this? I’ve worn nothing like this before. I don’t know if I can walk in these.” Tara held up a pair of high-heeled silver scrappy sandals. “It’s one thing to be a complete shoe or boot with a heel. But these are begging to break my ankle the first crack in the sidewalk I find. Or I’ll miss a stair and end up on my head at the bottom of the stairs.”

“Dude, we just left your office. How did you piss her off already?” Luca didn’t get a chance to respond by the time I came out. “No shoes?” Simon asked me. “No.” Walking to the treadmill, I got on and started running. Grim put his arms around the top of the treadmill and smirked at me. “Are you sure your delicate feet can handle it?” Grabbing the handlebars, I used it for support as my foot came out and connected with his dick. He didn’t even see it coming. “I spent years in the woods barefooted… fuck off.” I muttered as I resumed running. Grim fell over, holding his balls.