The Strange Guy

Author – Alexander

The other day I was a little bored so I decided to step on my bike and cycle about. After some time I came across this watchtower and I thought I’d take a break and climb up to enjoy the vieuw. On top I looked around a little and after that I sat down on this bench. Sometime later I heard somebody coming up and I waited to see who it was. It turned out it was a guy about my age, he said hi and I said hi too. I didn’t know him so I didn’t pay any attention. Until he came up to me and asked what I was doing. I said nothing special and he said okay. It was quiet for a few seconds and then he said nice shoes you’re wearing, can I see them? I was like okay and I stretched my legs out towards him. At first he just looked at them and said nice shoes. Then just as I wanted to pull my legs back he grabbed my feet at the heels and said I like to see them a little bit closer. He lifted my legs up and then he started pulling gently on my shoes. I asked what are you doing? He just grinned and said I just want to take a look at them up close. He continued pulling at my shoes and because I didn’t tie them very tight I could feel my feet slipping out slowly. I tried what I could but there was no way I could keep them on. Then my left foot slipped out of my shoe and then my right foot showing my white socked feet. The guy laughed a little and said now I can take a really good look at them. They look really great he said. I asked him to give them back please but he didn’t answer. Then he asked do you think they can fly? I got a little scared at that point and said no I don’t think so. Let’s find out he said and walked to the railing. He held my shoes over the railing and asked me don’t you wanna know? I was still sitting on the bench and said I know they can’t fly can I have them back now? But I don’t know he replied and he just let them fall down. I got up to see where they landed and he just laughed and said they flew at least for a couple of feet and he laughed again. I turned around and walked down to collect them. This guy stayed up there and I could hear him laughing. When I finally got down I wanted to grab my shoes but to my surprise they were already gone. I got some shiffers because I didn’t know who took them now. I was sure they were on the ground but now they were nowhere to be found. This strange guy came down too and he only said it’s magic. And he walked off laughing… There I was in my white socks a long way from home. I looked around some more but I didn’t find my shoes and I had to cycle home without my shoes…

Black Shoes Only – PT 1

Author – unlucky lad

This story is from my final year at school.

The long summer break was over, the school smelled of fresh paint as the new Academic year started with new teachers and new students from primary school included my kid brother Ben who I warned to stay out of trouble just like I had done over the last four years.

My mate Robbie and I wanted to get on the rugby team so after school practice awaited but before then we had history.

We had a new teacher, Mr Nugent, he had me Robbie and a few others stand infront of the class. He was ex-army and expected high standards especially with our uniforms. After straightening my school tie I was allowed to sit down. Unfortunately Robbie and the others weren’t so lucky.
“Black shoes must be worn and not sport shoes as part of your school uniform” he shouted at them. They looked down at their feet with red faces as he ordered them to take off their trainers.
With their footwear confiscated they returned to their seats in their socks. Mr Nugent warned us all to expect the same if we enter his classroom without black shoes.

A shoeless Robbie reminded me of the long summer school holidays. With both parents working I had to look after my kid brother. I would lock him and his visiting mates outside in the garden but not before taking their shoes. This meant they couldn’t get in the house to annoy me but they also couldn’t leave because I had their shoes. But best of all this discouraged his mates from coming to our house so Ben spent most of the Summer sleeping over at theirs meaning I didn’t have to baby sit him.

The bell rang, Robbie and the other shoeless lads had to remain seated.
“See you at rugby” I said, but he failed to appear.
“If he misses it again he won’t be considered for the team” said our coach.
Next day Robbie explained that Nugent gave him and the others detention before getting their trainers back.
Robbie was still wearing his black Nikes. “It’s fortunate we don’t have history today or you’ll be losing them again” I said. He blushed as he explained that his mother could not afford new school shoes until she got paid at the end of the month.
The next week Robbie still brought his rugby kit in the hope that Nugent would not give him detention or confiscate his Nikes. I told him to swap shoes with me. “Then you’ll miss rugby” he said. “Tell the coach I’m sick” I replied as I kicked off my school shoes. It felt weird putting my feet into his warm trainers.
Nutters, our new nickname for Nugent, stopped me as I entered the classroom. “Shoes off” he demanded telling everyone that we were warned about not wearing black shoes in his class.
I blushed, my perfect school report was gone along with my footwear. He took away the Nikes leaving me to sock walk to my seat, to make it worse I was the only one to have footwear confiscated.
I now knew how Ben and his mates felt sitting in the garden shoeless.

The lesson ended. “Thanks”, said Robbie, I weirdly got excited watching him leave wearing my shoes. I felt embarrassed getting detention but liked the feeling of not being allowed to leave especially as the teacher had my shoes.

Other students began arriving for detention, they weren’t wearing any shoes.
“Where’s your shoes” I asked. A lad sheepishly told me that Nugent had confiscated his Adidas trainers this morning and he’d spent all day walking around school in his socks, I got more excited at the thought of having to spend the full day sock walking around school.
I secretly enjoyed the punishment. The only thing that sent a cold shiver through me was the thought of Ben seeing his perfect older brother shoeless in detention. I slid my socked feet over the floor as I stared at all the unshod feet in the classroom, It was a guilty pleasure that I wanted to do again but did not want to wait another week.

Nerd

Author – .

Matthew was your average class nerd. He did all the assignments it was set, and never was good at sports. He was much hated as he was a tell tale. One day, he was wearing his favourite pair of Sketcher Gorun, and was, as per usual, going to class early. Suddenly, out of nowwhere, 4 people attacked him and held him down, he was dragged into a dark corner where no teachers where there.

“No one is saving you now” One of the hooded individuals threatened.
“What do you want~” Stuttered Matthews
“Revenge for telling on us” Replied another hooded figure

Matthew tried to protest and scream but his mouth was stuffed with a bar of soap, while one of the hooded figure went to untie his shoes. He slowly removed it, exposing Matthews no-show white socked feet. They took the bar of soap out of Matthews mouth, and instead replaced it with his own shoes, the smell stiffled him.

The others carried on working, stripping him off his other Gorun. The hooded figure then put them on his own feet, this was when Matthew realised none of them where wearing shoes. He then to his horror realised that a day ago, he had told on them, which meant getting their shoes consficated. They where out for blood.

They robbed Matthew off all his money, then made him step in the muddy ground in his socks, then using a scissor, cut the socks off his feet. Matthew was too stunned to do anything, as the gang of 4 left with his Goruns, all of his money and even his cut muddy sock.

The Muggers

Author – Anonymous

Jake was scared as the two lads searched his pockets and took his money and cell phone. When they demanded his shoes he tried to run but he was taken to the ground, he pleaded with them to not take his footwear but he could do nothing as the tall blond mugger pulled the Nikes off his feet as other guy held him down.
As they ran off he picked himself up and began walking along the empty street towards home in his stocking feet.
His old cell phone and the few dollars that had been stolen were of little concern compared to the Nikes that had been stripped off his feet, they weren’t his.
After a short embarrassing sock walk a car pulled up, it was his brother John and his buddy Todd.
‘Where’s your shoes shithead’, said his older brother who burst out laughing at Jakes explanation.
After driving several blocks John spotted two teenagers carrying a pair of white sneakers.
The car screeched to a halt and John and Todd jumped out and pinned the two muggers against a wall. John quickly realised the stolen Nikes were his.
‘These are my fucking sneaks’, he shouted angrily at his younger brother sitting nervously in the back seat of the car.
The muggers were forced into the car alongside Jake. The tall blond tried to reopen the door but the child locks prevented his escape.
‘Put your seat belts on boys, we’re going for a ride’, said Todd as he demanded their names. Andy and Chris were both 19 and claimed to be students having a bit of drunken fun.
‘There’s no fun leaving a 16 year old boy shoeless in the street’, said John.
Todd ordered them to empty their pockets, Andy took out Jakes cell phone and money, Todd placed them inside the Nikes in his footwell.
‘Empty all your pockets’, said John as he stared through the windshield mirror at Andy whilst driving.
Andy was apologetic as he gave his money and cell phone to Todd. Chris stared out the window ignoring everyone.
Todd threatened to beat the crap out of him if he didn’t empty his pockets. Andy nudged Chris with his knee, he emptied his pockets.
‘Take off your shoes boys, we’ll be having them too’, said Todd looking down at their feet.
Andy pleaded with Todd to not take his shoes.
“”Give me your fucking sneakers now””, shouted Todd.
Andy clumsily kicked of his New Balance shoes in the tight space he had. The smell of warm feet and new sneakers swamped the car as Todd put them in the footwell alongside the Nikes.
‘Take your shoes off blondie’, said Todd to Chris who stared defiantly back. Chris said his high tops where laced up tight and the cramped space made it difficult to remove them. Todd grabbed Chris’s right ankle and swung it over Andys legs and placed it on Jakes lap.
“”Take his sneaker off for him””, said Todd.
Chris tried to pull his foot away but Jake had a firm grip of his Nike covered ankle. Jake unlaced the black high top sneaker and slowly removed it from Chris foot revealing a white crew sock. The warm feet smell filled the car again, he strangely wanted to sniff the size 11 sneaker before giving it to Todd. Chris stared at Jake who was still gripping his socked foot.
“”Give him your other foot””, demanded Todd.
Chris didn’t want Todd grabbing him again so voluntarily lifted his leg over Andy and placed it on Todd’s lap, the guy he had earlier stripped of footwear was now taking his sneaks.
Jake gave the sneaker to Todd, with his muggers socked feet still in his lap he asked if he should take off his socks. Chris tried to pull his feet away but Jake had a firm grip not wanting to let go. Todd said he didn’t want the guys socks, a disappointed Jake let go but not before stroking his fingers over the soles of the size 11 socked feet. This caused Chris to flinch before putting his feet back on the floor.
John drove out of town with the three shoeless teenagers sat in the back all looking nervous.
Andy was worried, he didn’t know anything about these guys, all he knew was he and his buddy are trapped shoeless in the back of their car.
Several miles later Chris drives aggressively off road along a dirt track and eventually into a field and stops the car. He gets out and opens the rear passenger door and tells Chris to get out.
Chris steps onto the dirt in his white crew socks followed by Andy who is also wearing white socks.
“”You can’t leave us here without our shoes””, says Andy.
“”Oh yes we can””, says John “”You can have my brother for company””, he opens the other passenger door and drags him out of the car.
“”Please don’t leave me””, cries Jake frightened of being left with the two muggers.
“”You shouldn’t have been wearing my sneakers””, said John.
“”They can’t steal your shoes now””, said Todd laughing before getting back in the car.
Todd proceeded to wave the Nike high tops out of the window to antagonise their owner as Chris drove around them in circles. The three shoeless teenagers watched helplessly as the car drove out of the field leaving them in darkness to find their way back to the road and a long uncomfortable walk home in their stocking feet.

young cop trapped in his own handcuffed …. shoeless!

Author – Shoeplayer

Mike, a young cop was on the way home after his shift. waiting at a red traffic light, he noticed two guys, who entered through the main door of a high-school. it was a sunday afternoon, so Mike wondered, what they are doing in the building! some burglars? Mike quickly parked his car and hurried to the building. he had left his gun and other equipment at the department, but he was sure he easily could handle these two youngster. he entered throught the still open main door and remained in the big hall, listening into the silence. he didn’t hear them, so he slowly started down the long hallway. making his first steps, his new boots made a squeezing noise. he didn’t want them to hear him coming. could he take his boots off? how embarrassing, if he would be seen in his socked feet! because his boots still were very tight, he was wearing thin sneaker socks. but he had no other choice. he quickly could slip them back on, when he had located the guys. with both boots in one hand, he quickly sneaked down the long hallway. he came to a staircase and heard voices from somewhere upstairs! carefully he sneaked up. at the third floor, he heard the guys behind a door. Mike hectically slipped his boots back on. in his hurry, he lost his balance and crashed into the closed door! the door was torn open, just as he had managed to slip his boots back on! a guy was staring at him! “hey, what are you doing here? are you a cop?” Mike tried to act self-confident, even he was nervous as hell! “of course I’m an officer! the question is, what are YOU doing here???” “oh, we are working on a project and are allowed to be here. see, we have a key to the building.” “you could have stolen it!” “c’mon officer, no we haven’t. come in I show you, what we’re working at.” another guy was standing in the room, grinning at Mike! “You really are a cop? where is your gun?” “I’m off duty, I saw you entering the building!” “Fine and how do you arrest us??? no gun, no stick, even no handcuffs? haha!” Mike felt his face blushing! ” I …. I don’t want to arrest you!” both guys were looking amused, which got Mike more nervous! “who tells us, that YOU not are a burglar, disguised as a cop??? you are only wearing a police shirt, which you can buy everwhere! and look at your boots! unlaced!!!” both guys were laughing and Mike just wanted to get out! red faced he hurried to the door but stumbling with his unlaced loose boots he fell to the floor and one boot flew off! one guy quickly grabbed the boot! “hahahaaa! look at this! our cop is wearing white socks! hey Charly, have you ever seen a cop in white socks???” again they burst out laughing! Mike was terrified! “gimme back my boot! I’m an officer!!!” “prove it! where is your badge???” “It‘s in …. in my jacket …. in my car!” “so you can’t prove, that you really are a cop!?” Mike remembered, that he had his handcuffs in the side pocket of his trouser. being deeply humiliated, to stand in front of two guys, with only on boot on, he despertely pulled them out! “see, my handcuffs! they are real police cuffs! prove enough? now give me my boot back!” again Mike tried to act authoritarian. “wow! real handcuffs! can I see them?” Charly asked and approached Mike! Mike, realizing, he made a mistake, showing the guys his handcuffs, moved back but the other guy, whose name was Jim, stood behind him and pushed him forward to Charly! laughingly they pushed poor Mike around, who stumbled out of his other boot and again fell to the floor …. and lost the grip on his handcuffs!!! quickly he got up again, frantically looking around, but the guys had already picked them up! grinning brightely, they now had both boots AND his handcuffs! “ok Jim, what are we doing with the so-called cop??? should we arrest him?” “guys!!! stop it!” “ok, ok, officer. calm down! we’re just joking! we believe you’re a cop!” Charly looked at the handcuffs. “how do you use them properly, when you arrest somebody?” Mike was a little releaved, that the guys calmed down and saw a chance to end this humiliation. “okay, I show you. give me the cuffs.” he reached out his hand, to grab the cuffs …. and in a flash found his right hand cuffed!!! “was that correct officer?” Charly grinned! Mike quickly moved back and terrified tried to get the cuff over his hand! the same moment he realized, that he had left the key in his jacked, which was in his car!!! “just a joke, officer. get them off. we don’t to anything.” sweating and blushing, Mike stood in the middle of the room. “go, officer, take the cuff off!” the guys looked at Mike, who didn’t move. “oh oh, seems our little officer has no key! right???” “the key is …. is in …. my car!” the guys got a mischievous grin! slowly they approached Mike, who just stood there as rooted! slowly Jim grabbed his cuffed arm and Charly took the other! “so if we ….” they slowly took his arms behind his back …. “cuff your hands ….” Mike didn’t try to defend himself, as the guys cuffed his hands behind his back …. “you can’t get out, unless you get the key, which is in your car???” the guys had fun! they left Mike standing handcuffed, in his stocking feet, took some steps back and grinned brightly! Mike stood there as a deer in the headlights! “okay, officer. give us your car key. we’ll get your handcuff key and release you, before the others are coming”, Jim said. “the others???” Mike looked terrified! “yes, some of our mates. I told you, we’re working on a project. they must be here soon, so it’s better for you, not to wait here. let’s get you down to the basement. nobody is going down there.” the guys grabbed both one of Mikes arms and led him down the stairs, as if he was arrested. it was just in time, because from the basement they heard people entering the building! “okay, remain silent, nobody will find you hear …. hopefully!” Jim grinned, while he took his mobile phone out of his pocket. “guys! no! no pictures!” Mike begged! “c’mon, officer, a little souvenir!” “at least gimme my boots back!” “no no officer, if you have to run and hide, it’s much easier in socks!” laughingly, the guys disappeared, leaving Mike behind, who frantically hoped, that they quickly were coming back, with the key and his boot! after about 15 minutes, Mike feared, they wouldn’t come back! he couldn’t wait forever. trembling and sweating he sneaked to the staircase. slowly he reached the ground floor. suddenly hearing voices, he hid behind a corner of the long hallway! at the end of the hallway, some students appeared, unaware, that a handcuffed red-faced cop was hiding at the other end, in his stocking feet …. not knowing, how to get out of his embarrassing predicament!!!