Shoe Illusion Novels & Stories

"What is that?" I mumbled to myself as I stared at the light glow of the stone Unwillingly I started walking toward it I felt a familiar feeling radiating from it As I tried to take another step forward I was hit by striking pain in my injured foot "Aaaghh!" 'ugh, damn- it seems my foot was in a much more bad shape than I had assumed!' I grabbed onto the counter for support and hopped towards the shiny green stone The longer I looked at it, the more ominous it started to feel

When she saw that her shoe was not coming out even with such a strong jerk, then she thought of giving a hard jerk to her feet once last time and she did exactly the same, she jerked her foot hard and this time her right shoe really came out from her right food, But. Right now everything became in slow motion, her shoe coming out, Rohan Randhwa's faint smile and then after seeing her bouncing shoe his widened eyes... And the old couple with a knife in their hand and who were about to blow out the burning candle of the cake. Her shoe came out of her foot but it did not fall near her, instead, it bounced several feet high in the air and while flying, it went ahead and fell on the beautiful cak

There was something funny about Mr Wills shoe. I guess teachers in that pack were getting paid a handsome amount of money but there was just something that made me want to roll on the floor when I stared at his shoe. It was weird in a way, I concentrated for a whole ten straight minutes trying to decipher if it was a sandals or a shoe. Turned out it was both.

Gianna takes a moment to imagine the outcome. "You, my friend are a genius. They won't know what hit them" I grinned. "Awwnn, you're so sweet" Gianna clapped excitedly "let's get started. "Can I eat first? I'm soon to pass out" Two hours and half later and we are set. I buckled the last strap of my shoe around my ankle, it fits firmly not too tight or too loose. I stand. Both heels and straps of my shoes are see through and transparent giving off the illusion as though I'm walking on air.

“It’s a shoe.” “Congratulations,” I muttered, wiggling my hand in a silent demand that he return the sketch. “You recognize basic objects. I’m so impressed. Now give it back.” But he kept staring, tilting his head from one side to the other. “Open toe, chunky heel platform with buckles,” he murmured. “Interesting.” Pointing out one part, he said, “You went with an ankle strap instead of t-strap.”

I and Klirro were just talking about different kinds of stuff when suddenly a girl bumped into me, I was shocked but managed to put a smile on my face not until I saw something on my shoe. "S-sorry I-I'm sorry I d-didn't mean t-that." She shuttered, I took a deep breath before speaking, "What the fuck is this?" I ask while pointing at the one in the shoe. I was about to explode. This pair of shoes was worth nearly 400 thousand and I wait for this in about 6 months then just a piece of shit will lay on this?! I saw the girl keep on tickling, her head slightly moving out of her control. I choose to ignore that and start to massage my head when I hear someone shouts.

This pair of shoes could make the wearer's legs look long and slender. However, this was precisely the heartache of the rich girl Betty, who was not even 1.6 meters tall but had size 41 feet, which made her extremely self-conscious. Before the shoemaker retired, Betty begged her father Mr. John to make four pairs of shoes for her, claiming that these were the last creations of the shoemaker.

A shoe store was just across the way in the mall. "This will do." Layla swept her hair over her shoulder and marched into the shoe store like a commanding general. Shopping was serious to her, maybe a little too serious. They approached a display of sexy black heels. All of them had something interesting at the back part of the heels: bows, spikes, glitter, different- colored fabric like leopard print. She reached out and touched one finger to a pair that had small spikes jutting off the back. "Ouch!" She pulled her finger back after it got pricked by one of the sharp points.

I stuttered, my finger tips hesitant to touch the stone encrusted shoe I was staring at. My eyes were hooked on it, words unable to formulate. I picked up one leg like I was holding a crate of eggs. “Holy shit.” I whispered. “Am I suppose to…how can he…” The covered toe heels had silver crystals all over it with a large clear crystal at the top like a brouch. “Jimmy choo?” I looked at the brand. “Oh there's no way.” I looked into the box and realized there was a matching crystal encrusted clutch as well.

Missy orders her, producing a tan colored shoe box from somewhere behind her. Ellie opens the shoe box, and quickly slips on the new shoes. Her heart again begins to thump wildly in her chest as Ellie sees the shoes match her overall look quite perfectly; that is they are quite slutty looking. Ellie now is wearing a pair of 6 inch spike black heel highs adorned with rows of small metallic studs. "Is he here?" She asks standing in front of her stepmother, but despite the fact she is now wearing slutty six inch heels, which should help her feel tall, instead Ellie only feels very small and vulnerable in the silent darkness of the living room.