Author – Unlucky lad
I had read in a newspaper about thieves having their shoes confiscated by a shop owner. The thought of having to give up your shoes and forced to walk home shoeless excited me. I wanted to check the store out but it was on the other side of town and I don’t drive. One day after college I decided to take a bus and visit the shop. I wandered around the store, the thought of leaving shoeless was overwhelming but I was no thief and the shame of stealing would be unbearable. As I bought a drink I noticed all the confiscated footwear, there was school shoes, work boots but mostly trainers. I got excited again, I wished I could watch a shoplifter take off their shoes and hand them over.
On the bus home I thought again about getting my shoes confiscated and having to ride this bus home in socked feet. The thrill and fear excited and scared me at the same time but I really wanted the experience, so I decided to become a thief, for one day only.
I wore my red Adidas Originals with white stripes, wearing black socks would be less noticeable when I lose my shoes. My red trainers would stand out against all the other confiscated footwear on the shelf. I took enough money for my bus fares and the cost of a drink to purchase. I was getting nervous as I sat on the bus but I kept looking at my red trainers, the thought of getting them taken kept me going. I arrived at the shop, I looked for something to steal, too big would be stupidly obvious and too small and I may not be noticed. I looked at magazines big enough to see but also easy to conceal inside my jacket. I grabbed two computer magazines and put them inside my jacket and zipped it up. I took a canned drink to the till. I was nervous and shaking crazily, ‘You OK’ said the shopkeeper as I paid for my drink. I headed quickly to the exit, I was regretting what I had done, the shame of stealing was unbearable, I now didn’t want to be caught. A hand grabbed my shoulder, I felt light headed and trembled as I turned around. ‘You forgot your drink’ said the shopkeeper. I grabbed my drink, thanked him and quickly left. My adrenaline was still high as I got on the bus. By the time I reached home I was disappointed but relieved that I had not been caught.
A few weeks later I had a date, a new girl at college. She was gorgeous and she had a car. I was broke so it was really a drive out in her car more than a date. She looked great in her pink Adidas trainers and jeans, I was wearing my new black Nike Air Max trainers with jeans. We’d been to an out of town retail park, window shopping. On the way back she wanted a drink and pulled up outside a shop, not just any shop but the shop I had stolen from. We went inside and the guilt came back as if I had just done it. We queued at the till and I had started shaking. The shopkeeper noticed my nervous behaviour and remembered me from my previous visit. As we walked to the door I was stopped by another guy who accused me of theft. My face went white then red through fear and embarrassment. My date said we haven’t stolen anything but the shopkeeper said it was on a previous visit and showed us both a photograph image from the cctv showing me putting the magazines in my jacket. ‘You didn’t tell me you’re a thief’ my date shouted as she stormed out of the shop. I tried to follow but was stopped and taken back to the till. The shopkeeper pointed to a sign about taking shoes and looked down at my feet. ‘Can I just pay for the magazines’ I pleaded even though I had no money. ‘Return tomorrow and pay double, then we’ll return your shoes, so take them off’. My face was red with embarrasment as several customers watched me remove my shoes, I remembered wanting to be one of them. The guy took my shoes and placed them on the counter, I could tell he was admiring my new Nikes.
I told them I was a student and couldn’t afford to pay double, I couldn’t even afford to pay single as they where expensive mags that I’d stolen. I explained that I was no thief and the reason why. ‘Are you excited now your stood in your socks whilst I have your shoes’ he said with a smirk on his face. I wasn’t as I was squirming with embarrassment stood there as one of their typical shoeless thieves.
‘I’ll cut you some slack’ he said. ‘You can pay single price and get your shoes back tomorrow but you have to return as you are now, shoeless. But fail to return tomorrow and I will own your trainers’ he said as he put my shoes on the shelf. People where staring at my shoeless feet as I was staring at my now confiscated Nikes. I wasn’t feeling excited like I’d thought when I imagined it weeks earlier.
I promised I’d be back and left the shop in my thin white Nike socks. It had been a while since my date left me but I was hoping she would be in her car waiting, especially as my only money was spent on the drinks which I’d left in the shop. Unfortunately she wasn’t and I had a long journey home in socked feet. After my initial embarrassment and adrenaline had calmed I was getting a thrill being forced to walk shoeless through the streets.
How was I going to pay, do I return shoeless to save money or do I say goodbye to my Nikes forever? A lot of questions to answer as I walked in my thin white socks which where becoming thinner by the minute.
Losing my date and shoes was not how I had planned ending my evening.
Author – lovetoshoeswap
I was off out on a walk the other day and happened to pass this couple heading in the other direction, I looked down at their feet and seen that the bloke was wearing a pair of Nike airmax trainers and that’s when my mind started to think about swaping with him.(the next part of the story is fantasy) as we passed by the couple asked for directions to the woods, I showed them where it was but it was very muddy as it had been raining earlier but the bloke wasn’t keen on going through for fear of wrecking his new airmax trainers so I said “I’ve got my wellies on if you want to borrow them “he looked at them and asked what size they were, I said” they were a bit big for me and I’m a size 9″ he was happy as he was a size 10. So as I gave him my boots for his trainers I felt very excited as this was something I had dreamed about doing for ages, as my feet slipped into his trainers I started to get the biggest erection of my life. As we started to part he turned to me and asked where we would meet up to swap back so I suggested to meet him at his car as I knew where it was parked. After a while of wandering around the couple came back and the guy asked for his trainers back, I asked him if I could wear them for a while longer as they were extremely comfy and I quite liked the idea of someone else wearing my boots and me wearing someone else’s shoes, he said yes to me keeping them for a few days, I wore the trainers for the next few days until he came back to return my boots and get his trainers back. Best few days of my life, I asked if he wanted to swap shoes again and he said he would be happy to do so again sometime so as he left with his Nike trainers I went back into the house with a smile on my face knowing that it wouldn’t be long before the next swap.
Author – Shoelossfan
It was a stormy summer afternoon in Colorado Springs as 16 year old Andr Pratt was currently at the library, currently seated at one of those cubicles block people from seeing what you’re doing from either side or in front of you. And at the moment Andr had his nose deep in a manga series he had taken off the shelves to read, Andr had short black hair and brown eyes that were partly teal and he was currently clad in a normal green tee-shirt, blue shorts and on his feet were a pair of white Hanes socks with gray on the toes and heels along with a pair of black Nike sneakers with brown laces.
Thanks to the closed in nature of the cubical Andr had failed to notice that someone was sitting down at the cubical opposite his, however someone was as it was one Andr’s classmates from school named Max. Max was a mostly normal kid with messy brown hair and always wore baggy cloths and a pair of gray air max sneakers, though he always had a secret fetish for losing or taking shoes from others and seeing them go about in their socked feet. And Max had noticed Andr as he sat down, and figured he would look under the cubicles to see what kind of shoes and socks Andr was wearing and if he was shoe playing, Sadly for Max he saw that Andr had both of his sneaker clad feet flat on the floor as he read his manga.
Though max wasn’t going to be deterred by this as he sat down at his cubical and set down his books, but left his bookbag open and leaning against the side of the wooden chair leg. After that Max opened one of his books to make everything look normal as he moved his sneaker clad feet towards Andr’s left foot, once at ether side of Andr’s sneaker Max quickly closed them together trapping Andr’s foot in place. Noticing this Andr tried to pull his foot back thinking he might have just got it caught on some kind of wire under the cubical, doing so however made Andr point the toe of his sneaker upwards making his sock clad foot slip out of the sneaker since Max had his feet holding onto the heel of Andr’s sneaker.
Soon enough Andr’s left white Hane’s sock with gray on the toes and heel was completely out of his shoe, allowing for Max to pull Andr’s shoe back towards him and quickly stuff it into his open bookbag. Andr meanwhile set down his manga and looked under the cubical but was too little too late as Max already stuffed Andr’s sneaker into his bag at this point. Wondering if someone grabbed and took it away to be hidden, since Andr had noticed a few of his friends at the library before he sat down, so Andr got up from his chair and started to search around figuring it was just a prank from his highschool mates, while Max got up and followed Andr with his bag in hand and phone out the record the sight, though doing his best to keep out of Andr’s line of sight.
After about an hour of searching around Andr went back to the cubical and gathered up his books and bookbag and headed to the book checkout, figuring it would be best to call his mom since it was still storming outside and he walked there that morning. Later when Andr’s mom came by the pick him up he explained what happened and his mom was a bit annoyed, telling him that he was going to just have to deal with being one shod for the next few days until his father got paid, making it a bit of a nervous car ride home for Andr as he looked out the window and sighed knowing he was going to be stuck with one sneaker and one socked foot for a while.
(to be continued?)
Author – NikeAirMax
The stories about the train tracks who take shoes made me think of a bus ride i took years ago. Back then all shoes i had were Nike air max’s, and i had a lot of them. The newer ones i kept really clean and in good shape, the older they got, the less i took care of them. Somewhere in their lifetime, i no longer tie the laces and just step in and out of the shoes without touching the laces ever again.
With very old Nike’s this meant they’re loose-fitting. Well, this day i was wearing my oldest pair and went to a friend who lives a couple of hours away. It would only be an hour and a half by car, but by public transport it would take at least double that, but after a weekend there, i went home and at the very first transit from one bus to the next, i step out the first one, my backpack snags something. This caught me off guard so i stumble and the stupid thing gives way so i almost fly out of the bus and during my flight i somehow lost my shoe. Now before i regain my balance i had to make two steps and i realize i’m outside the bus but my shoe is not!
I turn around to grab it but the doors close to my face. One of the passengers inside now sees me through the doors, looks at my shoe inside, looks back to me, but does nothing!!! Not one word to the driver!
So the bus drives off, and i’m banging the door by now but somehow the driver didn’t hear, of didn’t care and took off. With my shoe inside and i stood at a highway bus station wearing only one shoe.
It took ten minutes for my next bus to arrive and i asked him if he could reach the other bus to ask them about my shoe but there was nothing he could do. The only thing he gave me was a phone number for the lost and found. At first i was in one shoe but when i got to the train station i didn’t want stay in one shoe so the only choice i had was to take it off as well and walk along without it.
Author – Chinka
I was on the train and I saw this lad in some mint airmaxes and some fresh clothes I boarded the same train as him and when he got off I followed him.
Once he hopped off the train I followed him I went to him and asked for the size of his fresh airmaxes he repplied 10.5 US, mint my size take them off ya feet or else he complied and slipped em off his feet and I made him take off his nike socks too then I demanded his Gucci hat, Tommy Hilfiger jacket and Nautica shirt and g star chinos or he would of get bashed and he handed everything over and left only in his underwear.