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Her name is Adema (Ah deem ah), and if you think with an Indian accent, it's a very pretty name. And she has the most beautiful of lady's feet, or so I imagine. She adorns them with a horde of girlishly feminine shoes. My problem is that she removes her shoes as she enters her apartment. She leaves those shoes outside of her apartment at her door. And I have to walk by those gorgeous shoes every day. I can't help but stare as I walk past her apartment. I have the strangest of desires, to pick up her shoes and smell them. I want to lick them, and I want to wear them. To feel the feminine warmth and know that those wonderful shoes covered and protected her delicate tiny little toes. Oh! To be a shoe on her foot would be like heaven to me. I want to feel the pressure of her weight pressing on me all day. I want to see what color nail polish she's wearing. I want to admire those sexy little girlish socks she wears. Or, heavenly thought of feeling the pantyhose slipping and sliding all day in those shoes of hers. If I could but be reincarnated as a pair of Adema's shoes, my wishes would be fulfilled. Silly, I know, but I can dream, can't I? The temptation becomes too great. She left out a pair of ruby red slippers. My Wizard of Oz dream. To wear the shoes that Dorothy traveled in throughout Oz. Am I silly to want to feel the sweat oozing between her toes? I've stolen her shoes. OMG! Am I turning into a thief? What if they are the wrong size? Oh please, please, fit my feet. I want to wear the shoes of Adema. I want to know how she feels when she sits on her vanity chair and slips those gorgeous red ruby slippers onto her feet. I bring them into my apartment, walking quickly as I don't want to be caught carrying a pair of women's shoes, which are obviously not mine as I am a man. A man! That's so funny. I want to rush into my apartment, take off my jeans and put on a pair of tights that Adema might have thought would look good with those pretty glittering flats. I entered my apartment quickly and close the door behind me. I take of my pants so fast, worried that I might cum right there and then and soil my lacy panties. I was already wearing a feminine panty but no hose. I think Adema would at least wear some pantyhose or stockings with these shoes. Probably a red lacy fold-down girly sock. I opened my sock and pantyhose drawer and pulled out a pair of dark tan pantyhose. I sat back down on my vanity stool and rolled up my hose as I've done thousands of times before. I didn't want to ruin the feminine feelings I get when wearing women's intimates so I tried to roll my pantyhose up as slow as possible but I'm just a silly girl wannabe. I just had to get those shoes on and walk around my apartment. I wondered if Adema had any clue that someone would want to wear her sexy shoes. She would probably think it silly that anyone would get all hot and bothered and sexually aroused just by walking by a pile of her boring old shoes! Adema is the silly one! I want to be sitting at her feet, licking and sucking on her toes. I want buff the callouses, and paint her nails the same red as the sequins shining at me. I have nail color polish and a lipstick that matches! Such a silly girl, wanted to coordinate like I think Adema would do. Such a silly little priss! I want massage her feet, even before she takes her socks off. Oh, what would I do to earn the privilege off rolling her pantyhose down her hips and smelling her heavenly feminine scent? I wonder what her ankles taste like. I wonder if her panties get a little moist when she wears shoes so sexy. I find that my panties get wet very quickly when I wear Adema's shoes. I wonder why I believe it is more feminine to wear her ballet flats then even wearing a pair of my own stilettos. That's silly! I cum in my panties more while wearing Adema's shoes then wearing my own girlish attire. My toes feel prettier in Adema's shoes. I walk with a more defined feminine swish while dreaming that I am Adema, admiring my pretty shoes and dainty feet. A knock at my door brings me back to reality. "Who is it?" I yell through the door. "Adema, you sick fuck! I want my shoes back, now. I'm calling the police, you perverted fuck!" I open the door and allow her in, staring at the floor. Not man enough to look her in the eyes. Besides, her red ruby slippers are oh, so pretty.

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